In the eleventh heaven of the Hatred Heaven, Ye Wuchen was like a broken bamboo, and he was unstoppable, and all the Hatred Heaven Sword cultivators who stood in the way in front of him were injured and retreated.

At this time, beside the battlefield, some of the elders of the Holy Realm who left the hating sky stared at the battlefield, and there were slight waves in their hearts, they categorically did not expect that Ye Futian and the five people broke away from the hating sky, until this moment, it was only Ye Wuchen who made the move.

The two strongest people, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, had never fought yet, and Yu Sheng followed Ye Wuchen closely.

As for Ye Futian, he walked alone behind him, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he was strolling leisurely.

It was as if this was the thirty-third heaven away from the hating heaven, and there was no threat to him at all.

"It's time to break the eleventh heaven. "Looking at that dazzling sword shadow, a sword opened the way, wanting to go straight to the thirty-three heavens, even if it was just Ye Wuchen, his sword path was enough to defeat countless Heavenly Sword Cultivators.

Soon, Ye Wuchen stepped on the Eleventh Heaven, and it was also the place where the real demon characters of Liyu Heaven gathered.

In these eleven heavens, there are elite kendo cultivators who are away from the hatred of the heavens.

And since Ye Futian and the five of them set foot on the Heaven of Hatred, it has not been long at all, and after crossing the middle eleventh heaven, Ye Wuchen only has one sword.

At this time, the sword stopped, and the indomitable sword intent finally dispersed, and the figures of Ye Wuchen and the three stood there, their bodies were still surrounded by infinite sword intent, and they looked up at the front, and then continued to move forward.

It seems that it is necessary to go to heaven and heaven in one go.

For the rest of his life, he still followed, Ye Futian stood at the back, and until this moment, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng still hadn't made a move.

There seemed to be fewer people on the eleventh weight, and when he looked up, he saw that the figures were lined up in a straight line from bottom to top, and there were only a few people in each sky, but each of them was a sage peak level existence.

At this time, there was a sword cultivator standing in front of Ye Wuchen and them, standing above the void, he was surrounded by sword intent, his soul bloomed, and above his head, he turned into a sword map, and the light shone down, shooting down on Ye Wuchen and them.

From it, an amazing kendo aura faintly permeated.

At this moment, the sword qi turned into rain, the sword diagram became bigger and bigger, covering the void, and the endless sword intent fell down from the sword diagram, fast to the extreme, without any rules, without any constraints, these sword intents fell down like crazy, completely submerging the sky below.

Ye Wuchen and the others stood below, as if they were standing in the rain curtain, but this was a rain of swords.

"Sneer......" At the center of his eyebrows, the sword of the soul swallowed out, and the more dazzling sword intent enveloped his body, as if he had once again entered the state of battle when he was assassinated last time.

He stood there, as if he had incarnated into a sword dao, controlling the avenue of swords, and the infinite sword intent between heaven and earth converged, with Ye Wuchen's body as the center.

In the void, the rain of swords fell, and Xu Que and Drunken Qianchou were resisting, but Ye Wuchen did not move.

The rain of swords fell on him, but it didn't hurt him at all, and even merged into the sword intent around him.

An even more brilliant sword light erupted from his body, like a sword emperor.

"Wuchen's perception of the sword intent of the human emperor is more profound. Ye Futian secretly said in his heart, it has been a long time since the last battle, and it is naturally normal for the strength of Wuchen to improve.

But the power he is comprehending now is the Human Emperor Sword Intent, as long as there is a slight improvement, it is enough to increase his combat effectiveness a lot.

The Heavenly Sword Cultivator frowned, sensing a crisis, and then, he saw Ye Wuchen's body move, and his whole person seemed to have turned into a sword path, and he was one with the sword path, which was not the realm that a sage person possessed at all.

But the one-armed figure bathed in the bright brilliance gave the Heavenly Sword Cultivator this feeling at this time.

The white clothes were like snow, and the figure went directly towards the sword diagram, with one arm raised, and a finger in the void.

"Hum. ”

At this moment, on the sword diagram, thousands of zhang sword path brilliance was poured, but Ye Wuchen seemed to be unaware, still the same as last time, pointing to the sky, and suddenly a sword light appeared between heaven and earth, directly tearing open a hole and killing the sword diagram.

The sword diagram spun wildly, becoming more violent and dangerous, and the sword intent that erupted from it seemed to be broken, but it was broken by Ye Wuchen's sword.

A gap appeared in the sky, Ye Wuchen came with the broken sword rules, the sword diagram shook, as if there was a faint crack, the strong man snorted, and the sword diagram disappeared instantly, it was made by him staring at his own life soul, of course, it was impossible for Ye Wuchen to be destroyed.

A sword slashed past him, Ye Wuchen didn't look at him, and continued to go up, the corner of the mouth of the Heavenly Sword Xiu was bleeding, and his face was pale.

Unexpectedly, there was only one sword, and he guarded here, thinking that today, he would fight with Ye Futian or the rest of his life, but he categorically did not expect that he only saw the two of them, and even those two did not make a move, and he was defeated by Ye Wuchen with a sword.

"This guy. Xu Que and Drunken Qianchou saw Ye Wuchen directly break through the air with a sword, and couldn't help but follow quickly, did he want to try to fight the Thirty-Three Heavens by himself?

At this time, Ye Wuchen was urging the human emperor's sword intent with his spiritual power, and his power was exerted to the limit, it was not impossible to do so.

Perhaps, he can do it.

In the previous battles, Ye Wuchen didn't really do his best, but was accumulating strength, waiting until the last eleventh genius broke out with real strength.

Ye Futian's eyes showed his edge, and he and Yu Sheng continued to keep up.

Today, it was Yuchuan who invited him to challenge the thirty-third heaven, but it was Wuchen who was always making a move, and he also wanted to see that Wuchen could hit the ninth level.

The five of them walked all the way, and the opponent became stronger and stronger, but Ye Wuchen's pace of moving forward did not stop at all, all the way up, all the strong people, all of them only had one sword.

It seems that Ye Wuchen, he only has one sword, and he is only good at one.

At this time, high in the sky ahead, a suffocating coercion fell down, a loud rumbling sound came out, the heavens and the earth let out a sharp roar, and there was a boundless and gorgeous sword mark blooming above the sky, as if it had broken the sky, and slashed directly at Ye Wuchen's body.

Three thousand miles of swords, one sword of three thousand miles, slashed towards Ye Wuchen in the air.

Last time, Ye Wuchen was defeated by this sword.

At this time, he still simply raised his hand, pointed at the void, opened the sky with a sword, and collided with the thick sword marks cut by the sky, and in an instant the heavens and the earth seemed to collapse, and the storm that tore and destroyed everything swept out, the sword marks were torn apart, and Ye Wuchen rushed forward.

However, it was a sword that greeted him, as if it was even more ferocious and violent, and the figure standing in front of Ye Wuchen was none other than the peerless demon figure who hated the sky, Lu Cheng.

After Lu Cheng was defeated for the rest of his life that day, he went to heaven and heaven to seek the Tao.

Although it is impossible to achieve a transformation of strength, it must be much stronger than before, can the outcome of this battle be changed?

The rest of his life is still behind Ye Wuchen, originally, he is Lu Cheng's goal, but now, the only way to defeat Ye Wuchen is to defeat Ye Wuchen first.

Ye Wuchen broke another sword, but then, he saw the sword marks in the sky slashing down from the sky, breaking the sky.

This time, Lu Cheng consulted Yu Chuan to understand a truth, sword cultivation, many times do not need to be too confined to the practice of swordsmanship, sometimes, the simplest and most direct sword moves, often can exert the strongest strength, the sword and the heart, the sword and the will.

At this time, Lu Cheng comprehended this, every time he slashed out the sword, it was the same, the spirit and spirit were all at the peak, and many sword marks broke this piece of heaven, and they wanted to split it apart, not only that, but the terrifying sword mark sword intent merged into the sword intent and exploded, wanting to destroy Ye Wuchen's spiritual will.

Lu Cheng understood, although Ye Wuchen had never been instructed by others, he also understood.

In the midst of the storm, he broke many swords, but the Great Dao Sword Marks became stronger and stronger, and became more and more domineering.

Above his body, another extremely strong sword intent seemed to appear, and the brilliance of two different sword intents shone at the same time, and at this moment, the endless sword qi above the sky flowed towards Ye Wuchen's body and merged into his body.

Ye Wuchen looked up at the sky, looking at the sword marks that spanned three thousand miles, and flooded towards his body.

In the ruins trial back then, he obtained the sword intent of the Three Human Emperors.

A sword opens the sky, and a sword returns to the truth.

Ye Wuchen's body moved, as if he had entered a state of selflessness, like a sword, but it was a real existence.

His body soared into the sky, without sword, without attack, and without dodging.

Lu Cheng's expression was cold, if Ye Wuchen wanted to find death by himself, then even if it was Xia Qingyuan, he would have nothing to say, right?

Many strong men witnessed Ye Wuchen enter the sword mark and crashed into it with their bodies, and the rest of their lives stepped to stop it, but Ye Futian stopped him by transmitting sound.

He knows a little about the dustless style of acting, and he is extremely decisive and ruthless to himself.

When people entered the sword marks, they seemed to trample and collapsed, the sword intent fell madly, and countless people looked at the scene in the void in shock, and then they saw the sword marks shatter and explode, and Ye Wuchen's figure rushed out directly.

"Bang, bang, bang......" A loud sound came out, Ye Wuchen actually passed through the heavy attacks directly, and the whole person seemed to have become ethereal, and appeared directly not far in front of Lu Cheng, he did not stop, but continued to move forward, and in an instant, he fell in front of Lu Cheng's eyes, and a finger fell, breaking the earth.

Lu Cheng roared, gathered the sword path of his lifelong practice, and slashed out the strongest sword, Ye Wuchen's ethereal body fingers had been pressed on that sword, at this moment Lu Cheng only felt that his body was about to be penetrated by ten thousand swords, he looked at the body that was getting closer and closer, and the sword he cut out was shattered little by little.

An incomparable sword light erupted, stinging everyone's eyes, and the next moment, countless people were shocked to see that Ye Wuchen was still standing there, but the sword intent on his body had weakened too much, as for Lu Cheng, he was covered in blood, fell to the ground, let out a muffled snort, and coughed up a wisp of red blood.

Ye Wuchen glanced at him very calmly, without too many waves, and continued to move forward.

Yu Sheng strode out, glanced at Lu Cheng with the same indifference, and directly crossed him and continued up.

Another sword cultivator made a move, Ye Wuchen didn't move again, the rest of his life behind him rushed out wildly, and a punch pierced through the void of heaven and earth, just like that day of Zhan Lu Cheng, extremely domineering, only one punch, directly blasted the opponent's sword, swept a sword cultivator and flew out, and the sternum was broken I don't know how many.

In the past, Lu Cheng couldn't afford to take a blow, and today other sword cultivators are the same, unless, like Yuchuan, is no longer at this level.

A group of five people, all the way forward, no one can resist, with an absolutely strong attitude, they walked to the highest place from the hatred of the sky, thirty-three days ago.

Raising his head, he could see the figure sitting in front of the Ancient Palace, as well as the several sword cultivators below him!

PS: I still owe four more, I saw someone say that there is no trace, hehe, who is it, leaking the rumors!