The thirty-three heavens from the hatred of the sky, also known as the outer heavens, are misty and misty, like a place for sword immortals to practice.

Yuchuan sat in front of the palace, his eyes closed, his robe fluttering in the wind, and his demeanor was outstanding, like a person outside the world.

Around Yu Chuan's body, wisps of sword intent flowed, surrounding his body, forming a terrifying aura around his body, at this moment when Ye Futian looked at Yu Chuan, he faintly gave birth to an illusion, as if he saw not a person, but a sword.

He was one with the Great Dao, and although he only sat there calmly, he was more dangerous than anyone else.

Yu Chuan, the first person with kendo talent from the descendants of the hated sky, the extreme of the saint, killed the powerhouses of the emperor realm with one sword.

At this time, he sat on the thirty-three heavens, waiting for Ye Futian to arrive.

In the other direction, on top of the ancient peak, which is as steep as a sword, there is a towering palace, and in the edge of the place, a person stands with his hands in his hands, bowing his head and looking calmly into the sky.

Leave the hatred of the sword master and watch the battle in person.

In the void, a Qingluan holy beast was suspended in the sky, Xia Qingyuan stood on top of Qingluan, looking down quietly, she witnessed Ye Futian and them going to the thirty-three heavens all the way, until this moment, Ye Futian had not made a move.

Ye Wuchen urged the human emperor sword intent to consume too much, otherwise, he alone could also set foot on the thirty-three heavens of the Sword Dao of Hatred of the Heavens, but after the battle between him and Lu Cheng, his own spiritual power was unsustainable, and the rest of his life took over his position, and walked all the way, no one could stop him, and a group of five people came here.

This scene seems to be a bit familiar, just like when they hit the Nine Heavens Dojo Nine Heavens, they were like a bamboo.

However, the sword cultivators in the Heaven of Hatred, especially the sword cultivators in the last eleventh heavens, are much stronger than the Nine Heavens, after all, Pei Qianying is only one of the disciples of the eleventh heavens in the Heaven of Hatred, but today's Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen are also much stronger than back then.

In front of Ye Futian and them, a group of sword cultivators stood there, blocking the way of Ye Futian and the rest of his life, and they swept all the way here, which was obviously not very good-looking for Lihattian, especially when the Lihattian Sword Master witnessed it in person today, Lihattian was easily pierced, as if it really confirmed Ye Futian's words, and there was no one under Lihattian Sheng.

Yu Sheng stepped forward, the ground shook, and he walked towards the several sword cultivators.

This is the sword cultivator of the thirty-three heavens from the hatred of the sky, and any one of them is the top sword cultivator in the sage realm, and the sword intent on their bodies is obviously stronger than the opponents they have encountered before.

I saw that at this time, one person made a move, and the sword came out of the rest of the life, and a sword came out, and there was a thunderous explosion between heaven and earth, like a stone breaking the sky, shattering people's spiritual will.

This sword is like a great road thunder tribulation, with the speed of lightning, the domineering destructive power of the thunder, like a terrible sword path robbery, there are terrible purple traces in the void, slashing towards Yu Sheng's burly body, in Yu Sheng's mind, it seems that a sword light also appeared, to cut his spiritual will.

The light of the Buddha and the demon on the body of the rest of his life flowed, the golden body was inextinguishable, the terrifying sword light slashed and killed, and a loud bang came out, and the defenses that were as strong as the rest of his life appeared cracks one after another, but his body was not affected, and he continued to move forward.

The sound of roaring sounded out, like the sound of the avenue, this piece of heaven and earth turned into a sword path space of destruction, and the endless sword light blasted towards the body of the rest of his life, and the rest of his life at this time only felt that he was in the sword light of the end of the world, and his spiritual will seemed to be drowned by the sword path.

The air currents of destruction traveled above his body, and the golden body was shattered, but there was still a terrifying dark golden light flowing above his body, and when the terrifying sword path hit his body, he was devoured and demonized little by little.

"Boom. With a loud bang, Yu Sheng continued to walk forward, like a demon god, suffocating and coercing.

The sword cultivator's body in front of him swirled, and the light of doom annihilated this void, and in an instant, there was no idea how many sword intents were born between heaven and earth, since he wanted to devour demons for the rest of his life, he let the rules of the sword path break the limit of his physical body until it was destroyed from the inside.

He wanted to see how strong this domineering body could withstand the sword way.

"Bang. There was another loud bang, the space shook, Yu Sheng took another step forward, the magic power in his eyes bloomed, and the sword cultivator only felt a terrifying oppressive force, as if with his body as the center, a statue of a demon god appeared, and he was no longer facing a person, but a demon god.

The sword cultivator's face changed slightly, and he saw that at this time, a terrifying statue of the demon god seemed to appear around him, and the rest of his life stepped out again, and the dark thunder robbery sword of destruction erupted from the statue of the demon god, as if it was the attack he had dealt with the rest of his life before, and he was demonized by the rest of his life, and even, after integrating into the power of the demon path, the destructive power seemed to be stronger.

The heavens and the earth are dim, like a real doomsday sword catastrophe.

His expression changed slightly, against his own strength, the sword qi was continuous, but it was difficult to kill, in front, a Buddha and demon palm print that covered the sky and the sun collapsed the void, bombarded and killed, all beings prostrate, and the sword path collapsed and collapsed.

"......Boom" There was a loud bang, and his body was suppressed alive and hit the ground, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart, covered in blood, and it was unbearable to see.

However, the sword cultivators in the back continued to kill, without the slightest fear, even though they knew that they would lose, they still fought.

Thirty-three heavens away from the hatred of the sky, they are the sword cultivators of the saint who stand at the highest place, they retreat, who will fight.

Ye Futian didn't look down, but stepped forward, alone, and walked towards the sword cultivator who was sitting on the edge of the palace, and Ye Futian felt a breath from Yuchuan's body, and stepped into the breath of the Holy Dao with one foot.

On that day, he carried his sword down to the thirty-three heavens, and with a sword he slashed away from the powerhouses of the imperial realm, and he felt that he had indeed reached the extreme of the Holy Realm, and this limit meant that he was extremely close to the Holy Dao.

Perhaps, there is only a thin line of separation, and from Yuchuan's body, he can already sense a wisp of holy might.

After the battle outside the Xia Emperor Palace, many people in the Xia Emperor Realm said that Yu Chuan was already the first person under the Holy Rank of the Xia Emperor Realm, and guessed that he could set foot on the thirty-three heavens, but he would be defeated here and defeated by Yu Chuan.

Although the ending will not be like this, the strength and temperament of Yuchuan are far from being comparable to Pei Qianying and Lu Cheng.

At this time, Yu Chuan's eyes opened and looked at Ye Futian, his eyes contained terrifying sword intent, when he looked at Ye Futian, Ye Futian suddenly felt that there was a sword intent directly piercing into his pupils, wanting to pierce his spiritual will, but he was still standing there steadily, and his eyes were also looking directly at each other.

An extremely depressing aura shrouded this space, and before Yuchuan could really make a move, Ye Futian felt that he was already in a sword intent of destruction, this sword intent was everywhere, wrapping the space around him, and stabbing madly at his body, his spiritual will.

White hair flying, hunting clothes, and a sharp and piercing sound, and in an instant it was full of holes.

Ye Futian continued to step forward, as if he was not disturbed by the sword intent, and walked towards the Delirium River.

He wanted to see if this Heavenly Hate Sword Cultivator, who was extremely under the saint and was only one step away from the saint, could threaten him.

With every step, the sword intent was frantically enhanced, enough to tear everything to pieces, if it weren't for Ye Futian but a different peak sage figure, I'm afraid it would have turned into endless pieces at this moment.

Agasakawa looked as usual, calm to the extreme, as if he was facing a threatening big war at all.

In front of him, there is a peerless demon who is known as the peerless in Kyushu, even after stepping into the upper realm, he is still a peerless grace, and the Xia Emperor and the princess value it.

In this battle, he does not seek victory or defeat, but only seeks the transparency of the sword heart and the perfect way of the sword.

"Sword. A word came out of Yuchuan's mouth, and it was also the first word the two met, and there were no superfluous words.

The voice fell, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the sword of heaven and earth, above the sky, countless swords descended, surrounding his body, ringing loudly, magnificent.

"Away. ”

Another word fell, and thousands of swords broke through the sky in an instant, breaking the void and leaving the gods.

The Heavenly Sword Dao, like the fall of the heavenly river, these thousands of swords, each sword is like a holy weapon, tearing through the void, cutting people's souls, and truly containing a wisp of holy sword.

In the sky above Ye Futian's body, a piece of destructive light appeared, with his body as the center, like the end of the world, thousands of tribulation lights erupted at the same time, each of which was like a sword, colliding with the sword intent that was killed.

The sword intent and the robbery light exploded and destroyed wildly, and a terrifying scene appeared between the two bodies.

The sword intent is not extinguished, the light is not extinguished, Ye Futian took the catastrophe of the end of the world, and continued to walk forward towards the river, as if walking in the infinite sword intent, like a god.

Yu Chuan saw Ye Futian step by step forward, his body slowly floated up, and then his legs crossed there stood up straight, and like Ye Futian, he also stepped forward and walked out, just like Ye Futian, the two didn't seem to be fighting.

But with every step he took, the destructive power of birth was enough to wipe out the sages under the Holy Realm, and the two of them seemed to have turned into an absolute forbidden land between their bodies.

The robbery light and the sword light are wildly entangled and collided, without any swordsmanship or supernatural powers, only the simplest confrontation.

The whole body of Yuchuan bloomed with flawless sword light, as if his whole person had been integrated into thousands of sword intents, and entered a state of mystery, in this state, Ye Futian actually felt the pressure, he had a kind of illusion, at this time he was not facing a half-step saint realm figure, but a real saint.

"Borrow the sword and turn into a thousand ways. A voice came out of his mouth, his voice fell, and the sword light of the heavens merged into his body, and his whole body became more brilliant, as if it was no longer an entity, but a sword body.

Thousands of sword lights dissipated, all of them merged into Yuchuan's body, but the sword intent that swirled between heaven and earth was several times stronger than just now, as if a qualitative change had occurred.

The light around Ye Futian's body was suppressed, and the rules of the Dao were suppressed, and under the Dao of the sword, the rules did not exist.

Yuchuan borrowed 3,000 swords and turned into a way.

At this time, the Delirium River represents the way of the sword.

Take man as a sword and a way.

He continued to step forward, and the sword intent pierced into Ye Futian's body, as if to break his body and cut off his spiritual will!