Apprentices are big devils

Chapter 618 How Strong Is This Man?

Yebei's words shocked the newcomers who came here together.

"Huh?! It's the patriarch of the Night Demon Cult!"

"He's still alive."

"It seems that there must be many people from the Night Demon Cult who came to the arena with him, otherwise how could he be allowed to leave alive."

"Lucky for him."

"On the competitive platform when I came in, the members of the Night Demon Cult were cleaned up immediately."

"It's not a good thing to be too famous."

"However, isn't this patriarch too confident? The opponents are all people who have recovered a lot of strength."

After taking a look at Ye Bei, these people all recognized his identity.

The people surrounding them all laughed.

Such an arrogant person, they can meet every year.

Most of the grave grass has grown into big trees.

A small part was absorbed into their forces.

Just like the arrogant young man in front of him, he probably belonged to the grass on the grave.

And, the point is, they actually heard a familiar name.

"What are you talking about? What kind of patriarch is this guy???" Leng Jiujian asked the people who had just spoken.

He completely ignored Ye Bei's threat.

In his opinion.

This threat is ridiculous.

If you send out a few people like yourself, you will be able to clean up all these newcomers.

"It's called the Night Demon Sect, and it's a force that has just been established in the Upper Realm for more than a month."

"The strength is very strong. This person is the founder of the Night Demon Sect, and he is in the middle stage of the virtual fairyland."

"I heard that they are very powerful. Anyway, the people of Night Demon Cult are very powerful."

……

Without hesitation, those people sold all Yebei's information.

Hearing this, Leng Jiujian's expression turned strange.

He hehe said with a smile.

"Only you are worthy of the name of the Night Demon Cult. Coincidentally, there is a super powerful force called the Night Demon Cult in this weird space. I don't need to take care of you. Just your name as the patriarch of the Night Demon Cult, I'm afraid It's going to die on the street tomorrow."

"This name can be used by ordinary people!"

Leng Jiujian and the others sneered.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

Ye Bei was taken aback when he heard these words.

There is also a force called Night Demon Cult in this place? !
Is it possible...

"Tell me, what's the situation of the Night Demon Sect here?" Ye Bei asked Leng Jiujian for the second time.

"Hahaha, hey, you're probably out of your mind, you ask me to say it, and I'll say it, then—"

Leng Jiujian's eyes were like looking at a fool.

But he only said half of what he said.

'Yin~~~'

A clear moan.

The long sword on his body was unsheathed in an instant.

puff! !

An arm fell to the ground.

It was Leng Jiujian's hand.

"Ah!!!! What's going on!! My hand!!" Leng Jiujian wailed.

Everyone else was taken aback by the situation.

Among them, Leng Jiujian was the one who recovered the fastest and had the highest combat power.

So what happened to this scene just now.

As a sword cultivator, an arm was cut off by his own sword.

When Leng Jiujian's sword came out of its sheath just now, they thought they were going to slash at that young man to show off.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, Leng Jiujian's own arm was chopped off by his own sword.

Swish!
The blood-stained sword flew in front of Ye Bei, stood upright in mid-air, emitting a cold light.

This time.

Everyone got it.

It was the boy who moved his hand.

They looked at the calm young man in astonishment.

Obviously, the opponent's cultivation base was suppressed by the power of the rules to the peak cultivation base of the Body Refining Realm.

He didn't exude any breath or momentum just now, but he could do that scene.

This is so unreal.

"Go!! Kill that kid for me!! Quick!" Leng Jiujian yelled while enduring the severe pain.

A broken arm is a small matter.

As long as he is given a period of time, the broken arm on the ground can be reconnected.

But this time, he really lost face.

The other practitioners who surrounded Ye Bei and the others did not hesitate.

Take all these people down first.

"Be merciful, it's none of our business!"

"It's all done by this person. We have already sworn that there will be no tokens. Please let me go."

"Unlucky, very unlucky."

When newcomers are terrified.

Moan! ~~~
There were a few more chants.

A pair of long swords broke free from the hands of the surrounding people.

Puff puff……

There were many broken arms on the ground.

next moment.

The screams resounded through the small square.

Those who rushed were all stunned in place, not daring to move.

Because a pair of sharp long swords stood there horizontally, pointing at them.

There is a feeling that if you move again, it will not be polite.

Including Leng Jiujian, the people around, and the newcomers, all swallowed hard.

This is too powerful.

The only person in the field whose face remained unchanged was the young man who claimed to be the patriarch of the Night Demon Sect.

Needless to say, they saw it too.

He is the one who wields these swords.

Confuse!Puzzled!
How can he be so strong.

Isn't everyone suppressed by their cultivation strength?

Such a scene can be achieved without restoring the strength to the realm of a saint.

How terrifying is this person's strength?

(End of this chapter)