Nine Realms Sword Master

Seeing Huang Chongshan's throat being sealed by Shen Baiyi with a sword, all the disciples of the Temple of God seemed to have reached a climax at this moment, and everyone was excited, excited, and crazy!

Everyone's body began to tremble, and an uncontrollable shout erupted from their mouths.

"Okay!!"

"Brother won!"

"Won... finally won! Finally won!"

The disciple seats in the entire Shentian Temple completely exploded.

Everyone jumped up crazy, shouting loudly, screaming excitedly.

Although Shen Baiyi's battle was not easy, but...he finally won.

After experiencing Chen Huru's desperate crush, after experiencing Huang Chongshan's shocking spike, the people in the Temple of God once again saw the dawn of victory!

Now they...need so much to win!

And Shen Baiyi's sword just stabbed the morale of all the disciples of the gods on the scene!

At this moment, everyone has confidence in the next battle.

Because...Shen Baiyi brought them hope of victory!

People looked scorchingly, all excited.

The disciples of the outer sect were also particularly nervous.

Especially the disciples of Huang Yuezong, are already dumbfounded.

This sword... should be able to tell the winner.

After all, Huang Chongshan’s throat was pierced. Although the throat or heart punctured is not deadly enough for the soul of the current cultivation base, but... once it is pierced by a powerful warrior, the scar will not be caused. It's just this scar that the naked eye can see.

Take this sword of Shen Baiyi for example.

When this sword went down, the power of the sword would have spread through Huang Chongshan's body like an electric current, tearing his internal organs, soul veins, and blood veins to pieces.

So everyone thought.

Shen Baiyi is also thinking like this.

The result is set!

Shen Baiyi sighed fiercely, and shook his arms suddenly, trying to cut Huang Chongshan's head directly from his neck.

But at this moment!

Huang Chongshan whose throat had been pierced suddenly raised his head, and his ferocious eyes glared at Shen Baiyi like a **** evil spirit.

"what?"

Shen Baiyi's breathing was tight, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly swung his sword without hesitation.

but...

Huang Chongshan's terrifying hand has been raised, and it pierced Shen Baiyi's heart like lightning.

Huh!

Huh!

The sound of the two skin being torn apart almost sounded at the same time...

The whole audience was nervous.

Seeing that Shen Baiyi's sharp sword cut across in an instant, cutting off Huang Chongshan's head.

But at the same time, Huang Chongshan's palm also took out Shen Baiyi's heart...

The heart was firmly pinched by Huang Chongshan's palm, and the heart...has been broken!

Shen Baiyi trembled, staring at the headless corpse in front of him with wide eyes, then looked at his chest cavity, his face was full of incredible.

finally.

He dropped his arms weakly, and his eyes dimmed.

Within a moment of effort, Shen Baiyi's body swayed and fell from the air. Like the headless Huang Chongshan, all fell heavily on the ring, and there was no more movement.

Shen Baiyi and Huang Chongshan...together!

The scene was silent.

The disciples of the Temple of God stopped cheering and yelling, all staring at this scene.

The people of Shenghuang Yuezong and Waizong are completely silent at this moment...

Who can think of...

This has become a definite battle! At this moment, the reversal happened again? ?

Everyone's heads are blank.

After about four or five breaths...

on site! Finally blasted the pot!

"Brother!"

The disciples of Shentian Temple and Huang Yuezong screamed one after another, especially the disciples of Zizhu Pavilion madly rushed to their seats and rushed towards the ring.

Yun Qingye seemed to come back to his senses, and he eagerly shouted: "The game is over, the two sides are tied!"

When the voice fell, he hurriedly removed the enchantment.

The disciples on both sides immediately jumped onto the ring and hurriedly carried down the bodies of their respective brothers.

The scene was in chaos.

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw.

Mo Ziyun's beautiful eyes were huge, and at one time she thought she was wrong.

It is obvious that Shen Baiyi has the upper hand, and it is clear that Shen Baiyi has won the game...but at this last moment... Huang Chongshan actually desperately broke his heart...

This is too scary, right?

"How can this be? How can this be?"

"This.... What's the matter?"

"This Huang Chongshan... actually... can actually fight back?"

Some elders trembled, and some were unacceptable.

The upcoming victory of the Temple of Gods... was once again lost...

Although it is only a draw, this so-called draw is more humiliating than failure...

People fell silent.

The Lord of the Temple of God did not say a word, his face was neither joy nor sadness.

The temple of God has been completely messed up here.

Mo Ziyun had already ran off her seat and hurried to Shen Baiyi.

Even Jiyue and Peony rushed over.

Shen Baiyi is the chief disciple of Zizhu Pavilion. His position is transcendent, and he is even more distinguished. If there is any accident to him, it will be a great loss to Zizhu Pavilion or Taishang Temple.

Mo Ziyun rushed over and checked Shen Baiyi anxiously, his face instantly pale.

"Elder, can I use time magic to save my brother?" a disciple next to him asked urgently.

Mo Ziyun bit her red lip lightly, and then shook her head, hoarsely said: "Those outsiders who dare to come on stage are all prepared to disrupt the time track, and Bai Yi is no exception... I want to It is basically impossible to recover him by time magic."

"hateful..."

"Senior brother didn't use the magic to disrupt time, doesn't that mean..."

At this point, people all looked towards Huang Yuezong.

However, the people who saw Huang Yuezong had pieced Huang Chongshan's body together, and Huangyue Sect Master Li Guyi himself cast the spell.

Just look at the thick time spells covering Huang Chongshan's body.

A golden light flashed across Huang Chongshan's body, and when the halo disappeared, his person had already recovered.

He opened his eyes, he stood up, his complexion was ruddy, his breath was calm, and he couldn't see that he was just dead!

"Asshole!"

The popularity of the God Temple trembled.

"The next game, we can't keep our hands anymore, and we have to use this method!"

One disciple was indignant.

This is true, because some elders have already asked the Lord of God's Temple for instructions.

The Lord of God Temple also nodded in agreement.

If you don't do this again, sooner or later the people in the Temple of God will be consumed by these outsiders.

Speaking of the means to disrupt the time trajectory, the God Temple has no less than other power races.

At this point, there is no longer any need to consider morality.

"Elder, what should I do now?"

Seeing that Shen Baiyi's body was getting colder, a disciple's eyes were red and choked.

"Don’t worry, we still have the logistics department! Didn’t you see it before? Liu Shoudao and the painting ghosts... have been rescued by the logistics department. Brother Li’s injuries are the same as those of the painting ghosts. Going to the logistics department will surely make Brother Li safe and sound!" At this time, a female disciple said.

As soon as these words fell, people seemed to think of Bing Xin Tang of the Logistics Department.

"Yes, everyone in Bing Xintang can definitely cure Senior Brother Shen!"

People's eyes shone, and the sadness disappeared.

Ever since, a group of people rushed towards the logistics department carrying Shen Baiyi.

Everyone hurried.

The little face of Jiyue was also full of anxiety.

She ran the fastest, approaching the logistics department, and directly shouted: "Sister Bing, Sister Bing! Hurry, save people, save people!"

The disciples of Bing Yunyan and Bing Xintang were also ready long ago.

"Hurry up and put him on the circle!" Bing Yunyan hurriedly shouted.

"Good good!"

"Slow down, slow down..."

The disciples hurriedly placed Shen Baiyi's body on top, and then all looked at Bing Yunyan one by one.

"Senior Sister, what's next?" Qin Jiyue eagerly looked at Bingyun Smoke.

"Next?"

Bing Yunyan was stunned, and hurriedly looked towards the circle, only to find that Bai Ye, who had been sitting next to the circle, had returned to her corner at some point, closing her eyes and knees.

How is this going?

Bing Yunyan was very incomprehensible. He hurried forward and said eagerly: "Brother Bai, Brother Shen is at stake, please act quickly, activate the circle, and save Brother Shen..."

"save him?"

Bai Ye opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said faintly: "I remember that I am a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall. Didn't you save people from Bingxin Tang? Why do you keep begging me?"

"This..." Bing Yunyan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Senior Sister Bing, what's the matter? Why don't you launch a big formation?" Qin Jiyue said anxiously.

Mo Ziyun didn't speak, her eyes were staring at Bing Yunyan.

However, Bing Yunyan froze in place for a while, and he paused before saying: "Sorry, capture Junior Sister...At present... only this magic circle can save Senior Brother Shen. Both Liu Shoudao and Senior Brother Painter rely on. Only with this magic circle can it be rescued, and this magic circle... currently only Bai Ye can activate..."

As soon as these words fell, all the disciples of Zizhu Pavilion were stunned.

"What? Bai Ye?" Qu Jiyue was even more surprised.

She had seen Bai Ye standing beside the magic circle before, but she didn't know what she was doing.

How could she think... Bai Ye could save people...

"Then let Bai Ye come to save people quickly, and if you delay it, if you miss the opportunity, what should you do?" Mo Ziyun said hurriedly.

However, Bing Yunyan hesitated for a while, looked at Ji Yue, then at the dead Shen Baiyi, and shook his head bitterly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult...because just before, Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Capture... Having troubled Bai Ye, I think Bai Ye...maybe she won’t save Senior Brother Shen..."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound...

And Mo Ziyun's face tightened a bit.

She stared at Bing Yunyan, her calm tone was countless serious.

"Bing girl...what did you say? Bai Ye... refused to save?"