章節 1613: Goal

With one skill, he countered all other techniques.

With a long spear, Ye Futian blocked in front of Heavenly Sword Hall. Whoever stepped forward would die.

In all the Nine Realms, there were very few people that were as imposing as he was now.

The Sword Saint of Avici raised his head and looked at Ye Futian. The tip of the spear still emanated frightening fighting will. The will of a God of War also lingered on Ye Futian's body, causing his combat ability to be extremely powerful.

The Sword Saint of Avici was very aware of his own ability. He could not be described as weak. In the Myriad Realm, he was one of the pinnacle figures below the Renhuang Plane. Even among the Nine Realms, he could still be ranked among those at the top. However, in his first battle after entering God's relic, Heavenly Sword Hall, which was led by him, was being held off by a man with a spear. This made him feel somewhat depressed.