Kapitel 1497: Soul Lost

"What a strong sword."

Everyone around wore a grave look. At this moment, in the Realm of Ruin, many who were around were geniuses in Taixuan City, whose strengths were inordinate, but when they saw Ye Futian's sword, they still felt a little astounded.

The sword that was formed in the shape of the sword mudra contained an extremely powerful sword will as if it had the life of sword spirit. It could defeat the enemy instantly; its power was extremely overbearing.

Those who were in the same Unblemished Plane as him could not exert their strength at all and was defeated with a blow.

Princess Luoyue stared at Ye Futian. Just as her sister had said, this man's sword was very strong indeed. Although he hadn't shown how fast the sword could be, what power he had shown was already terrifying. The light of the sword circulated around his body, and Ye Futian, at this moment, was like a sword himself. The sword spirit that appeared behind him was his life spirit.