Chapter 164

Zhao Han saw that all three of Ye Futian took seven steps like him, his expression changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and he continued to step forward.

In the eighth step, the sword intent killed everything, but it couldn't stop Zhao Han's pace.

He didn't stop, and continued to take the ninth step, one step down, and everyone saw the sound of sharp sword whistling from that space, and the grotto will frantically moved in the direction of Zhao Han.

His footsteps stopped, preparing for the next step, the tenth step, which was his previous limit.

"So strong." Everyone looked at Zhao Han, and then looked at Ye Futian and the others. Although Ye Futian took seven steps, the further back he went, each step was as difficult as reaching the sky.

Other arrogant figures, such as Mo Fan, are only in the sixth step at this time. Li Lianyi, Yun Qianmo, Yang Ziqi and Liu Yuan are all staying in the fifth step, and they have already felt extremely strong pressure.

Yang Ziqi and Liu Yuan both looked a little unsightly. They were well-known figures in the land of the Thousand Leagues, but they were compared by three people with low cultivation realm. Strong or weak can be seen at a glance.

The Wanghou Grottoes are different from the Cangshan ruins. The Cangshan ruins may rely more on understanding, but this grotto requires a strong spiritual will, an indomitable momentum, extraordinary resistance to pressure, and the ability to break through oneself, all of which are indispensable.

Ye Futian didn't care about their thoughts. In fact, he never took those people to heart. His purpose in entering the ancient world was to become stronger and to fight against Nandou Kingdom and Luo Junlin in the future. He came to Wanghou Grottoes only because There is luck here. As for Zhao Han and others, if they don't take the initiative to pick things up, he doesn't know each other at all.

At this time, in Ye Futian's eyes, there was no Zhao Han, no Yang Ziqi, Liu Yuan and others, only the Grottoes.

The spirit, energy and spirit were united, and the momentum collapsed, just like when the nine strikes of the sky were blooming, he stepped forward again, took the eighth step, and the general trend swept in, his will rushed into his mind, and he wanted to make his will destroy.

But his mental will instead became more tenacious, another step, the void trembled, Ye Futian took the ninth step.

Once again, I stood in the same position as Zhao Han.

At this time, Zhao Han's expression changed slightly. He had already taken the ninth step. Once his limit was ten steps, Ye Futian had caught up so quickly.

With one more step left, he will reach his previous limit.

"So strong." Everyone trembled, staring at Ye Futian, most of them had already been thrown off, Ye Xiao would bounce back when he took the fifth step, Yang Ziqi, Liu Yuan and others were still stuck in The fifth step, staring at the two figures in front of Yiqi Juechen.

"Boom." However, it seemed that someone didn't want Ye Futian and Zhao Han to steal the limelight, and took another step forward, and the void trembled.

Yu Sheng, took the eighth step.

He didn't stop, roared, and took the ninth step, the burly body was full of explosive power, and that momentum seemed unstoppable.

Zhao Han, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, the three of them went side by side.

Ye Wuchen seemed to see Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, and he moved too. His body seemed to be transformed into a sword, blending with the sword, stepping into the endless sword intent. He closed his eyes and entered a state of ecstasy. Going out ahead, the eighth and ninth steps, the whole person seems to have fallen into an absolute self, and there is only him and only the sword in this world.

Now, the four are side by side.

Seeing this scene, even the Heifeng Eagle who was watching from behind became excited and flapped his wings.

As for the rest of the people, their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen came together. At this moment, they took nine steps together, and you can imagine the shock in their hearts.

If he takes another step, it is the tenth step, and Zhao Han's limit is the tenth step.

Doesn't this mean that the three of them have talents that are no weaker than Zhao Han?

This is amazing.

Zhao Han is the son of the head of the Imperial Sword Sect, and he is extremely talented.

As if feeling a crisis, Zhao Han took the tenth step after brewing. He shouted, the sword qi storm turned into a river of swords, and his body seemed to be submerged by the sword, but he finally stood firm and walked out. With only the last three steps left, he was able to set foot on the promenade of the grotto, feel the power of the grotto's will at a close distance, and boost his luck.

However, Zhao Han hadn't had time to relax. Not far from him, Ye Futian's body moved and he took the tenth step. Battle, battle with the will of the grotto.

"Boom." Taking the tenth step, strong winds and huge waves, long hair flying, and screeching clothes, what is even more terrifying is the attack on the spiritual will, that will oppresses and wants to destroy everything.

"Stop." Everyone stared at Ye Futian, trembling inside.

This is the tenth step. Zhao Han's limit is here. Ye Futian has come here like Zhao Han. If the two are tied, what will happen to Zhao Han?

Zhao Han, he obviously wouldn't accept a draw. His eyes were extremely sharp, he looked forward, then closed his eyes, feeling the power of all that, and then took the eleventh step.

The last three steps, the most terrifying three steps, there used to be many peerless enchanting characters who stopped here, and even suffered backlash and serious injuries when they forcibly stepped on.

There was even a very terrifying enchanting character who died in the last three steps.

There are thirteen steps of death in front of the grotto, but the last three steps are really the three steps of death.

Now, Zhao Han was forced by Ye Futian to take the first step of the last three steps.

The sword intent seemed to pierce into the flesh, and the grotto will madly rushed into the mind. At this moment, no one knew what kind of attack Zhao Han had endured. Everyone only saw his body trembling violently a few times, and countless eyes fell. On him, staring at his body.

Zhao Han, will he be hit hard by the backlash?

This step is too dangerous. With Zhao Han's supreme talent, everyone still feels that his pace is unstable, as if he is teetering, as if his life is in danger at any time.

The void seemed to become silent, and even Yun Qian Mo, who was stepping, stopped, and looked at Zhao Han.

There are also Mo Fan, Li Lianyi, Yang Ziqi, and others, all looking at Zhao Han's eleventh step.

The space seemed to freeze, as if after a long time, Zhao Han's body stabilized, he shouted loudly, opened his eyes, and shot out sword intent.

"The eleventh step." Everyone's heart trembled, and with three desperate steps, Zhao Han stepped out and broke his limit.

"How did you take this step?" Zhao Han said loudly. His tone was full of arrogance. Ye Futian actually took ten steps, which is enough to be proud of. It's a pity that he broke through the limit of the past and walked out of this absolute limit. A step of life.

Only by experiencing it personally can you know the horror of this step. Ye Futian, it is impossible to take this step. Once he takes it forcibly, he will be miserable.

"Noisy."

Ye Futian glanced at Zhao Han lightly, and without any hesitation, took the first step of three desperate steps.

At this moment, Ye Futian only felt that the grotto was shining brightly, and he had an illusion, as if the majestic grotto was only aimed at him.

Even more terrifying, in his pupils, several carved stone statues expanded wildly in his pupils, filling his vision and rushing into his mind.

At this moment, Ye Futian felt that it was no longer a simple attack of will. The will of the carved stone statue turned into a virtual shadow. The stone statue appeared in his mind like a real prince, and an irresistible willpower was swept away. Out, turned into an unparalleled potential, to crush and obliterate his will.

Ye Futian finally understood how terrifying this step was. It was completely different from the previous ten steps. No wonder Zhao Han's limit was the tenth step.

At this time, Ye Futian closed his eyes. In his mind, the will and the stone statue of the prince faced each other. The unparalleled coercion and oppression came, and a terrible phantom appeared in Ye Futian's mind. The phantom image was a The incomparably huge monster ape is full of invincibility, holding a giant stick and dancing the wind and clouds.

Nine strikes in the sky can shatter the world.

In the past, Senior Snow Monkey used a stick to beat the god general, but now, how can the will of the prince defeat him.

The power of will seems to recreate the scene of the past. The monster ape wants to split the world. He is not only defending, but actively attacking, and with an extremely tenacious will, he slashes at the stone statue of the prince.

There was a roaring sound in his mind, the stone statue burst, and Ye Futian's body was still as stable as a mountain, standing upright.

The eleventh step is to stand firm.

At this moment, countless eyes looked at Ye Futian's back. His figure seemed to be standing upright, giving the illusion that he was arrogant.

"How is that possible." Yang Ziqi and Liu Yuan looked at Ye Futian's figure in shock, and he actually took the eleventh step.

Next to him, Zhao Han stared at Ye Futian with cold eyes. This time, he had broken through his own limits and took the eleventh step. He knew that he could not continue. The last two steps were unchallenged for him. to the limit of the limit.

However, Ye Futian is still parallel to him, and has reached this step like him.

"You can be on the same level as me." Zhao Han's voice was a bit shocked.

However, it turned out that he seemed to think too much and ignored his words. Ye Futian, who broke the will of the prince, raised his footsteps again, which made everyone's heart tremble.

He actually wants to move forward?

are you crazy!

Ye Futian, the first time he came to the Wanghou Grottoes, has already taken eleven steps, and he still has to go.

Under their shocking gaze, Ye Futian took another step. When the prince's will came, he still did not dodge, but directly destroyed it with his irresistible will, and took the initiative to attack. At this moment, he seemed to be a god , no will cannot be destroyed.

"The twelfth step." Everyone's heart was trembling, Ye Futian took the twelfth step, and only the last step was left.

It's just...

Before they could digest the shock in their hearts at the moment, they found that Ye Futian didn't stop, and he raised his footsteps again.

Countless eyes were fixed there, looking at the figure motionless.

Is he going to take the last step?

"Boom!" With Ye Futian's footsteps falling, the space in front of the grotto seemed to tremble, and the same trembled, as well as the hearts of everyone!