Nine Realms Sword Master

Early the next morning.

"Senior Brother Bai? Junior Brother Bai!"

The call sounded from outside the Soul Martial Hall.

The disciples who passed by followed the prestige, but they were all astonished.

The person standing outside the Soul Martial Hall shouting was Bing Yunyan.

Today's Bing Yunyan wears pure white clothes, especially decent, with her deceptive skin and long hair dyed with ink, she is like a smart fairy. People often look sideways and hesitate.

She called several times.

Damn it!

The door of the Soul Martial Hall opened.

Just look at Bai Ye standing at the door in black, looking at her quietly.

Although Bai Ye's expression was particularly calm, his soul was turbulent, as if he had just experienced a great battle.

Bing Yunyan was a little surprised, then looked at the top of the Soul Martial Hall, but it was fragmented, the walls were all cracked, and there were horrible big holes.

How is this going?

Bing Yunyan's eyes flashed with confusion.

"Senior Sister Bing, what's the matter?" Bai Ye frowned and asked when seeing Bing Yunyan not speaking.

"Ah...oh, that...I'm here to inform you that the battle between the sects is about to begin. You can go to Bingxintang with me to make some preparations, so I can explain some things to you." Bing Yunyan returned Excited, said quickly.

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded and closed the door.

The two walked out.

But Bing Yunyan turned around one step at a time.

Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, pointing to the top of the Soul Martial Hall and asking: "Junior Brother Bai, what's going on?"

"What's the matter?"

"Who attacked your Soul Martial Hall?"

"Oh... where do you mean... do you know who the people living on it are?"

"Eagle... Elder Eagle September?"

"Correct."

"You mean... these are all caused by Elder Eagle September?"

Bing Yunyan secretly swallowed a mouthful of perfume, obviously thinking of something terrible.

"Except for him, who do you think can smash and penetrate these buildings made of special materials?" Bai Ye said indifferently.

"This is also..."

Bing Yunyan smiled, but he looked lingering.

Bai Ye didn't say much.

After a while, the two arrived at Bingxintang.

Bingxintang is already busy at the moment.

I saw the disciples carrying a large number of unique utensils and medicinal materials in and out one by one, and there was a lot of traffic in front of Bingxintang.

"What's this?" Bai Ye couldn't help asking.

"Oh, this is going to the battlefield to set up the magic circle, the healing magic circle, you should know? This kind of thing needs to be arranged in advance, if it is arranged during the game, it will be too late." Bing Yunyan laughed.

Bai Ye nodded: "Since it is used as a logistics circle, the grade of this circle is definitely not low, it's worthy of a snack."

"So this magic circle needs your help, Junior Brother Bai." Bing Yunyan said: "Our Bingxin Tang disciple's soul realm is not high, and our strength is not strong. Normally this kind of magic circle is arranged by the elder himself, but You also know the situation of the elders, so you still have to rely on you!"

It's not that Bing Yunyan didn't ask the elders. Strictly speaking, after all, she still believed in the strength of the elders. If they assisted in arranging the magic circle, nothing would go wrong.

But when they learned that Elder Murong was injured in an accident and was unable to preside over the battle of the sect, these people immediately became disillusioned and turned down for various reasons.

Bing Yunyan had no choice but to run to Bai Ye for help, and he also understood more and more why Elder Murong asked Bai Ye to help her.

"When will we go to set up the formation?" Bai Ye said.

"Wait a minute."

Bing Yunyan smiled and said: "After these juniors and younger sisters have transported the materials, I will count the materials, and we will start to arrange them. There is enough time. It is said that the power people have entered the sect since yesterday. There is still one day left today. Tomorrow morning, the battle of the clans will officially start, and then it will be the time for the heroes and geniuses to compete!"

Bai Ye nodded.

After about half of the incense, Bing Yunyan led Bai Yechao to the battlefield of the group.

There are disciples from various departments on the road.

Like Bingxintang, they are all transporting materials. Of course, in addition to the temple disciples, there are also many other disciples.

It is not only the people of the temple who can set up the formation, people of other power races can also set up the formation in advance to plan ahead.

While on the way, Bai Ye learned from Bing Yunyan what he was going to do in this battle of the group.

The matter is not cumbersome, it is to set up the formation and urge the formation.

It's all hard work, and strictly speaking, it's nothing.

When Bai Ye heard the sound, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not a troublesome person.

Since these are trivial matters, it is not a big problem.

Boom!

At this moment, a dull sound suddenly appeared.

The disciples walking on the road were all taken aback, and they were all shocked by the sudden sound.

People looked around, but saw a figure suddenly flying from the front, then slammed heavily on the main road.

boom!

There was a cracking sound.

Just looking at the avenue paved with strange stones, the cracks that were hit by this figure were all over, and it was broken.

"what?"

"what happened?"

People on both sides exclaimed one after another, and the disciples of the Temple of God immediately surrounded them.

A look.

Just look at a thin, pale disciple lying on the ground, unable to get up.

Bing Yunyan's face changed instantaneously, and he immediately rushed over, checked the man briefly, fed him a pill, and looked forward.

But I saw a group of men and women in red and blue clothes walking in front.

The leader is a very handsome young man.

The man with sword eyebrows and star eyes stared at this side with cold eyes. When he saw Bing Yunyan, his eyes could not help but flash with a touch of astonishment.

"Have you hit someone?"

"Quickly, notify the law enforcement team! Quickly!"

The disciples of the Temple of God hurriedly shouted.

"What's the noise? Don't you see what kind of trash that was beaten?"

"Huh? Are you from the Soul Martial Hall?"

"That's not surprising!"

When the people on the roadside saw the man who fell on the ground, most of the panic on his face disappeared.

Bai Ye frowned and looked at the man.

Only then discovered that the person was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall.

If it is a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall, I am afraid that the people from the Law Enforcement Hall are here, and this incident will also be mixed with mud.

but...

Bing Yunyan couldn't ignore it.

Because these disciples of the Soul Martial Hall were called by her.

Bing Xintang’s manpower is not enough. She watched the people in Soul Martial Hall have nothing to do, and they also wanted to see what the Battle of the Groups arena looks like. Bing Yunyan suggested that they help carry materials, although today is not a match day. But if they can go in and take a look at the stadium, it is also a great satisfaction for them.

But... what's going on?

"Bring him down to heal his injuries." Bing Yunyan uttered to the disciple of Bing Xintang beside him, then turned to his feet, staring at the men and women, his small faces were very ugly.

At the same time, another group of people rushed over.

It was Zhao Li, Cao Yingli and others.

"How is this going?"

"Asshole thing, how can you hit someone for no reason?"

"You are so courageous, you dare to do something in the Temple of Our Supreme God?"

The angry voices one after another.

The disciples of the Soul Martial Hall surrounded the men and women with red edging and blue robes, everyone glared at him with annoyance.

But... these people weren't panicked, but Yun Danfeng lightly looked at the disciples in the surrounding Soul Martial Hall.

"What? This is a person from your god's temple?"

The leading man did not say a word, but a voluptuously dressed woman next to him hummed, and said with an extremely arrogant attitude: "This dog, if it blocks my way, dare to hit me, hey, the man from the Temple of God Is it so rude?"

"I have... apologized..."

The thin soul man over there said weakly.

"I didn't hear it." The woman said indifferently.

"you..."

Cao Yingli, Zhao Li and others were furious.

Bing Yunyan was also a little oversight, she suddenly got up and shouted at the woman: "This girl, no matter what, it's not right for you to do this here. This is the Temple of God. He is our person. I hope you can give Let us explain it so that everyone is not too difficult."

Seeing Bing Yunyan's head out, the people in the Soul Martial Hall raised a sigh of relief, and the disciples passing by also stopped and looked at this end.

"Explain?"

The woman took a look at Bing Yunyan, and seeing this beautiful and dusty appearance, a look of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

"What do you want to explain?"

She snorted and asked with a raised eyebrow.

"We won't embarrass you either. After all, you are all guests from afar. You only need to apologize to my junior brother, and then pay for some medicinal pills, so you can give up." Bing Yunyan said seriously.

But the words fell off.

"Hahahaha..."

The men and women immediately laughed.

Bing Yunyan's face changed slightly.

Just listen to the woman squinting and smiling: "Should we apologize? It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous, this is not us, why should I apologize? And want us to apologize to the weak? Sorry, we can't do it! Girl, listen. , Only the weak care about right and wrong, the strong care about strength only! If you who are too high in the Temple of God are dissatisfied, you can take a shot and compete with me. If any of you can beat me, then I will be him Apologies, what do you think???"

The woman smiled. His eyes were extremely arrogant, and his aggressive look didn't know how arrogant.

Everyone was frightened upon hearing the sound.

The white night at the back also immediately understood.

Love these people... are they here to make trouble on purpose?

It's just... it's a trick, who will?

Bingxintang? Those are all alchemy guys, their soul realm is not high, soul martial arts? Isn't that even a joke?

For a while, people were speechless.

"Brother...what should I do?"

Zhao Li looked towards Cao Yingli.

But when he saw Cao Yingli squeezing his fists, his eyes were full of anger and pain. The man gritted his teeth and was silent for a while, then... He stepped forward to Bing Yunyan's side, lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "Bing Sister... forget it..."

"what?"

Bing Yunyan looked at Cao Yingli incredulously.

The people around were also shocked.

But when Cao Yingli lowered his head and said dry voice: "It's not a big deal... Forget it, it doesn't matter if we are a bunch of useless people, if you are involved in Sister Sister... that's not good, so... count. Got it..."