Nine Realms Sword Master

Hearing what Bai Ye said, Wu Zihe came back to his senses.

He calmed down, his face was a little condensed, but he still shouted out loudly: "The game is over, the winner, Bai Ye, a disciple of the Supreme God's Temple!"

The call came, and the scene was quiet for a few minutes.

I don't know how long it was before, a burst of boiling shouts rang out!

The whole scene has also exploded.

"White night actually won?"

"God, he...he actually killed Yueyang Shuangjian?"

"How can this guy...be so tough...this...how did this do it?"

People are all speechless, and their brains are blank.

Those leaders and overlords were even more surprised.

They were also worried that Bai Ye would not be able to fight the Moon and Yang Swords, but suddenly, Bai Ye seemed to have been blessed by a forbidden technique. Suddenly, his power soared and instantly crushed the Moon and Yang Swords.

Need to worry about such a powerful method?

Li Pokun opened his mouth, his face pale.

Yimeng Changjun's expression looked rather gloomy.

It is a good thing that Bai Ye can destroy the Moon and Yang Swords, but... the strength that Bai Ye has shown seems to be too much.

In this case, can their cards still fight? ?

"It seems that Bai Ye has been saving strength before! We all underestimated this person." Old Natian said hoarsely.

"Yes, and the power he used just now... so amazing! In front of this power, even if we have sealed his heavenly soul, it seems a bit insignificant!" The insight watcher said in a deep voice.

"The heavenly soul is sealed. If you use other powers, you must have the spirit aura as a medium, otherwise it will be difficult to use it. Bai Ye was sealed with nine heavenly souls, and there is only one left at the moment. How strong is the strength of a heavenly soul? You know? If he has other powers, can he release that power perfectly with a heavenly soul?" asked the Rhinoceros Swordsman.

No one can answer.

But Yimeng Changjun said in a condensed voice: "Maybe... the heavenly soul he left behind is unusual!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone changed slightly.

Indeed, Bai Ye proposed to let him choose which heavenly soul to keep, which already explained the problem.

However, everyone did not think about that.

Now it seems that Bai Ye's combat power is not limited to Heavenly Soul!

Unless all his heavenly souls are blocked, trying to defeat this person... is still not that simple.

The Moon and Yang Swords were defeated, and there was cheers on the side of the Temple of God.

The disciples shouted Bai Ye's name together, all of them excited, and their faces were full of joy.

The elders stroked their beards and smiled, and they were also full of appreciation.

As for Wang Yuanyan and others, their faces are gloomy, which can be said to be in sharp contrast with the excited expressions around them.

"Hall Master, in the next game, these potential races will inevitably send trump cards to the stage, please change Bai Ye immediately and let him rest!" At this moment, Zhang Shenwu seemed to think of something, and people hurriedly clasped his fists at the Lord of the Heavenly Palace.

The Lord of the Temple of God also nodded slightly, and the people shouted towards Bai Ye on the ring: "White Ye, if you are tired, please step down. Regarding the agreement with you, the Lord of the Temple will fulfill the promise, you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Bai Ye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the hall master didn't notice the divine power surging on him.

However, the divine power has been urged, Bai Ye's condition is still in good condition, immediately shook his head, and said: "Hall Master, don't worry, Bai Ye can fight again. The husband has nothing to do with his words. Since it is a promise, he will naturally do it!" As soon as the voice fell, Bai Ye looked at Li Pokun and the others, and they spoke lightly: "Everyone, is there anyone else you want to challenge on the stage?"

As soon as these words fell, the disciples of these outer sects were all pale, one by one who did not dare to look directly at the ring.

Although the people of the Temple of Heaven were worried, they couldn't say anything when seeing Bai Ye's momentum.

The leaders of several power tribes also exchanged their eyes frequently.

In the end, everyone nodded silently, as if they had reached a consensus.

"Xuhe, it's your turn!"

I only heard the old woman Natian yelling at the group of disciples behind her with her head sideways.

In an instant, the disciples gave way.

Then a young man in a brown robe walked out of the crowd.

The man combed his back and looked handsome, with a wooden sword slung around his waist. He looked very free and easy, and his breath was extremely deep.

However, seeing this person, Wen Xiaoxuan and other elders all stood up from their chairs, looking like hell.

"what?"

"What's the matter? Lord Xuhe...when did you become a member of Qixia Palace?" Mo Ziyun also shouted out aloud.

"Master Xuhe?"

"Elder, you said that man is Lord Xuhe?"

"This...what's going on?"

"Did you make a mistake?"

The disciples on the side of the Supreme God Temple were also in an uproar.

Everyone lost their voices, staring at the people who came out one by one.

Seeing the gradually chaotic scene, Bai Ye's face showed a trace of confusion.

He has never heard of Lord Xuhe, but he shocked the elders so much. I am afraid that Lord Xuhe is not a simple character...

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Shenwu abruptly got up, staring coldly at the old woman Natian and the others: "Xuhe Shangjun is a great emperor, and he has been famous for a long time. How can these disciples compare? You ask him to take the stage to challenge, how can it make sense? "

"Did we violate the rules?" Li Pokun asked lightly.

Zhang Shenwu's eyes narrowed.

"Shangjun Xuhe is indeed a great eminent, with good strength, but he is a casual cultivator, and he did not belong to any forces before, and he has also worshipped my Qixia Palace and regarded me as a teacher. The disciple of Xia Gong! I am asking my disciple to take the stage to challenge, what's wrong?" Natian said calmly.

These words fell to the ground, and the temple of God was speechless...

Everyone chuckled, their eyes filled with pride.

Taking the old woman sideways and smiling: "Xuhe, go on!"

After speaking, all eyes around him looked at the man.

Everyone's eyes are different.

However... the man just stood there, looking at the people on the ring.

For a long time, he lightly shook his head and said, "Sorry, Lord Nagtian, this game...I won't be playing!"

As soon as the words fell, there was no sound at the scene.

The old lady Natian and the others opened their mouths directly, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

"what did you say?"

Take the old woman a few steps forward and eagerly asked: "You...you don't? Why? At this point, how can you not?"

However, Shangjun Xuhe calmly said: "I am not an opponent of this person. If I take the stage, I will definitely die. Instead of this, it is better to just give up!"

A faint voice spread everywhere.

The entire arena was silent for a moment.