"Be careful." Ye Futian said softly, the people in Sword Saint Villa are not simple.

Those who can stay until now must be very powerful people.

Ye Wuchen nodded slightly, stepped out, and came to the center of the battlefield. Many people's eyes fell on his one-armed sword cultivator. Is this a one-armed sword cultivator?

I don’t know what’s outstanding, so I can keep it until now.

"Yannan, the man from Jianshen Villa, eighth-class king and prince."

"Ye Wuchen, the ninth-class king."

"Cancer first." Yan Nan made a gesture of asking for help, but the word "cancer" was particularly harsh. Everyone around him looked at Yan Nan in surprise. With his identity, he shouldn't have humiliated others like this, unless there were any grudges.

However, the people who walked out of Chen Road knew why. Yan Nan, who came from Jiansheng Villa, must be extremely unhappy about Ye Wuchen and Ye Futian taking away the remains of Feijian City. It should have been their place of practice. In his opinion, Ye Wuchen, a nameless one-armed man, has the right to inherit the remains of his Jiansheng Villa?

Yan Nan did think so. It was a disability who inherited the ruins that should have belonged to them, which was simply a shame.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng's faces were suddenly extremely ugly, and a cold light shot out from their eyes. There was even a faint coldness on Ye Futian's body, and Yu Sheng's fists were clenched, making a crackling sound.

Disabled?

They did not forget how Ye Wuchen broke his arm.

Ye Wuchen's pupils condensed slightly. He looked at Yan Nan, but did not react too strongly. He was even calmer than Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. He had gradually accepted the one-arm. He was no longer so important in his master's words. He kept the sword's heart in mind. What is more important is that the sword's heart is clear.

Around his body, the sword intent flowed, and his body seemed to have turned into a sword body, with bright light, and thousands of swords were as they were, surrounding him, and roaring with a clang.

Ye Wuchen pointed his finger in front, and in an instant, thousands of swords came out together, killing towards Yan Nan like a rain of swords.

Yan Nan stared at Ye Wuchen's movements coldly, and exuded the sword power in front of him?

Behind him, a sword light suddenly burst out, as if a giant sword appeared. In an instant, the vast sword intent swept across and condensed together. The giant sword gradually condensed, and a terrible sword energy storm appeared around it. The giant sword trembled, and then it seemed to be out of the sheath and rushed forward to kill.

The nine swords of the heavenly beings have no edge.

The moment the giant sword fell, Ye Wuchen's sword energy that had come to kill seemed to stop flowing, and the sword intent bypassed the heavy sword.

They are both sword cultivators, but the eighth-class kings and princes of Yannan and the ninth-class kings of Ye Wuchen are higher in Yannan and the pure and powerful sword intent, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary sword cultivators.

However, the sword energy that bloomed from Ye Wuchen did not stop at all. The sword energy flowed wildly in the sky. He inherited the inheritance of the sages of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace in Feijian City, so he naturally gained something.

At this moment, the sword intent of the sky turned into swords as if it was regular, and then it flowed in one direction, hitting the giant sword light curtain that was coming forward.

A sharp and harsh sound came out, and everyone looked at the battlefield. The sword energy was annihilated, which was extremely spectacular. The giant sword light curtain gradually appeared, and then it broke. The infinite sword energy pierced the giant sword. In the end, even the heavy sword without a sharp edge appeared, countless cracks and marks appeared, and eventually turned into fragments of the sword and scattered invisibly.

Yan Nan glanced at Ye Wuchen coldly, and was still somewhat powerful. His figure flashed, and it penetrated through the thousands of sword intents like a sharp sword. It descended into the void. Another sword appeared behind him, instantly breaking through the air, like lightning. All the sword energy blocking the sword light exploded and shattered. The sword pierced Ye Wuchen's eyebrows straight, so fast that it was hard to see the naked eye.

Many people's hearts are tightened involuntarily. It's too fast and their eyes are hard to keep up, like a ray of light.

This is the light and shadow sword among the nine swords of the heavenly beings.

At this time, there was a very dazzling sword intent between Ye Wuchen's eyebrows and spit out, and then the powerful sword intent turned into a straight sword and shot out. Two lightning lights collided, and Ye Wuchen retreated. However, at this moment, Ye Wuchen felt a strong sense of threat.

His body suddenly moved to the right side, turning into a sword shadow. A puff sound came out, and Ye Wuchen's left sleeve was cut off directly, and a sword light flashed away, which was hard to see with his naked eyes.

"It's so dangerous." Everyone stared at the battlefield.

"The Nine Swords of Heavenly Man in Sword Saint Villa, this is the sword of light and darkness. The sword of light and shadow is in the light and shadow is in the darkness. It is difficult to practice the sword of light and darkness. Unexpectedly, Yan Nan's talent is good at is the sword of light and darkness, which is rare." The great man from the Supreme Saint Dao Palace praised when he saw this scene.

"You should thank yourself for being a disabled person." Yan Nan's voice came out, and Ye Wuchen looked at the cut off sleeve, empty.

"Wuchen." Ye Futian was a little nervous. He knew Ye Wuchen very well. With his personality, he would not give up easily in the swordsmanship and would rather break than bend. Yan Nan was a dangerous person.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen looked at Yan Nan and saw the other party's fingers stretching out and the sword energy flowing on his fingertips. Ye Wuchen closed his eyes.

The Light and Shadow Sword has traces to follow, and the Shadow Sword is hard to defend against. Ye Wuchen's understanding of the sword should not be ignored, but he did not notice it, proving the power of the Shadow Sword. Since his eyes are useless, he closed his eyes.

"It seems that your eyes don't want it anymore." Yan Nan sneered, but at this moment, he saw Ye Wuchen's body bathed in endless sword energy move, like a straight sword shooting towards him.

Yan Nan pointed his finger at the void, and in an instant, infinite sword energy gathered into a terrifying heavy sword, descending from the sky, directly assassinating Ye Wuchen's body, killing and shattering everything.

The sword energy on Ye Wuchen's body flowed wildly and rolled towards the sky. But at the same time, Yan Nan also stepped out and walked towards Ye Wuchen.

The battle between sword cultivators has always been the most dangerous, and one sword can be granted a marquis.

For sword cultivators, the danger of melee combat will increase exponentially, but Ye Wuchen is not afraid. How could Yan Nan be afraid of sword combat?

The sword energy above Ye Wuchen's head collided wildly, and swords appeared in front of Yan Nan. As he pointed his finger forward, the light and shadow swords bloomed in an instant, and each sword seemed to turn into a ray of light and kill Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen pointed forward with his fingers. In an instant, several sword screens appeared in front of him, all of which were united, turning into nine sword energy, and fighting towards the opponent's light and shadow sword, colliding in the void.
Chapter completed!