Nine Realms Sword Master

Bai Ye came over step by step.

The pace is slow, but it is shocking.

The man's face was tense, his expression particularly ugly.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and a force burst from the palm of his hand.

Damn it!

The void around the white night burst suddenly, and a large number of lotus-like spatial explosion patterns vented around.

But this burst pattern suddenly disappeared after approaching the white night.

At first glance, it turned out that Bai Ye's body was already covered by a strong circle of death dragon sword aura.

If he couldn't tear away this dead dragon sword aura, it was naturally impossible to touch his body at all, and any attack would be useless.

The current Bai Ye may be inferior to this man in spirit and spirit, but with the Dead Dragon Heaven Soul and the Dead Dragon Sword, it is like a fantasy for this person to hurt Bai Ye again. Not to mention that Bai Ye's spiritism is infinitely ahead of this man.

The man breathed tightly, and suddenly urged another move.

Huh!

But he saw a mighty white light from his palm, illuminating everything in the Quartet.

All the people around closed their eyes in shock and backed away again and again.

Under this white light, people found that their souls seemed to be wrapped in something, which was extremely difficult to move.

This seems to be a kind of restricted spell, restricting the activation of soul qi.

However, this technique was not over yet, a sword light suddenly burst out of the white light, and instantly cut the white light and penetrated the man over there.

Huh!

Abnormal noise came out.

The man's body trembled slightly, and then he watched one of his arms slowly fall to the ground, blood pouring out like a fountain.

People were stunned and looked up, only to find that the finger that fell on the ground was pinching a magic trick.

That's some kind of time magic trick.

Seeing this, many people realized that Bai Ye's attack did not destroy the time track.

But at this level of duel, how can both sides give each other the opportunity to cast time spells?

White night is even more impossible!

Just watch him raise his hand and grab it.

Huh!

A strange light struck over, covering the man's body.

The time trajectory around the man was disrupted.

The man's complexion became countless.

"Now, you should give up, right?"

Bai Ye said calmly.

"White night, you really have some means!" The man stared at him coldly, and drew coldly: "But even so, in my eyes you are nothing but an ant rat generation. The reason why I lost today was not because of you. In the hands, but lost in the hands of the Dead Dragon Sword! Don't be proud of it too soon."

"So what? Winners and losers, who cares about the process and methods? Everyone cares, only the results, without abandoning the sword, you will think you can suppress the people of the Shrine Palace? You think you are capable Is it?" Bai Ye said lightly.

"Huh!" The man's face sank, and he said hoarsely: "Whatever you say, I've been planted in today's battle, but next time, you won't have this chance!"

As soon as the voice fell, the man suddenly raised his other hand, and then patted the air.

Huh!

An astral pattern burst out of his palm in an instant, and the pattern quickly rotated and alternated quickly at his fingertips, and then quickly sank into the void, tearing frantically.

Upon seeing this, Qi Xin's face was dark, and he hurriedly shouted: "Bai Lingzun, he is going to run away, hurry, stop him!"

"It's too late!"

The middle-aged man here said lightly, and then he shook his arms suddenly.

Wow!

The tearing force suddenly became countless.

The void shook crazily in an instant! Like a huge wave rolling in a storm, it shook violently.

but...

The void is intact!

As if...the tearing force is not acting on it.

"Ok?"

The man’s pupils also swelled.

Qi Xin and others were also dumbfounded.

Everyone could see that the man had activated some peculiar space spell and wanted to escape from here, but... the spell failed.

The man's face instantly turned pale.

Qi Xin and the others were also shocked. Suddenly, Qi Xin seemed to have insight into something, and looked towards Bai Ye's waist.

He only discovered that the two red soldiers around Bai Ye's waist had disappeared, and he looked around, only to realize that they were hanging above the heads of the crowd for unknown time, releasing their sword power and suppressing everything in this area.

"You blocked the space here?"

The man also noticed the change on the top of his head, and his face immediately trembled.

"Yes."

Bai Ye calmly said: "I have fought against your dark dynasty so many times. Naturally, I have figured out the tricks of your dark dynasty. Your space skills are handy. Such space magic weapons are also endless. How could I still let you in? Slip under my nose?"

The voice fell to the ground, Bai Ye's figure shook, and he rushed away again.

The man let out a low growl: "Are you... are you asking me to fight back?"

"Can you still fight?"

Bai Ye's icy voice came out, and then the dead dragon came back and slashed at the man.

"Don't underestimate me!!! Ants!!!"

The man roared, his whole body was shocked, and he didn't know what magic weapon he was urging, a stream of light suddenly stretched out from his body, quickly filling the wound on his body, and his severed legs and one arm were also filled with streamer. Turned into crystal limbs.

He abruptly got up, his palms quickly sealed, and then he waved towards Bai Ye.

I saw a cloud of gold burst out of his palm

The yellow vortex was smashed by the dead dragon sword, and the sword power released was directly submerged in the vortex, but the vortex suddenly unfolded and turned into an arc-shaped groove, facing the white night side, and the groove Inside, it was the sword power of the dead dragon, they recoiled back to the white night along the groove.

Bai Ye frowned slightly, and again raised his sword to cross.

The two dead dragon sword forces collided together, producing a violent impact that could not be described in words.

People in the distance were all pushed back by the shock.

And the middle-aged man who was close to him could hardly ignore it. He even urged three methods and gave birth to several colorful shields in front of him. However, under the impact of this dead dragon sword power, his defenses were all shattered and his body was also hit by this shock in.

Puff!

The man spouted a mouthful of blood and flew out. After falling to the ground, he did not dare to hesitate and immediately got up and wanted to run towards the gate.

He had a battle with Qixin before, and it consumed a lot of money. In addition, he was facing the Death Dragon Sword, so he was naturally at a disadvantage.

In fact, he still has a huge question.

That's why Bai Ye was able to use the sword power of the dead dragon so handily, and could even cover the sword power of the dead dragon on his body for defense.

He believed that even if he had obtained the Dead Dragon Sword, it would be impossible to do this.

Could it be said that when Bai Ye had the Death Dragon Sword before, he raised the bridge between the Death Dragon Sword and itself to a very high level?

The man's heart is full of confusion.

But now is not the time to consider this.

He heaved a sigh of relief, his soul energized, and he was about to rush out of the gate of Cangtian Cliff and escape.

But as soon as he moved away, a lonely sword light ran across the side.

"what?"

The man breathed tightly, leaped busy and avoided.

But the man's feet were not stable, and the blade pierced through his shoulders from the other side, and then the sword fell to the ground.

The man fell heavily to the ground, his body convulsed, and just thought of getting up, one foot stepped on his body, and then a withered long sword penetrated his abdomen and nailed him to the ground.

"Well!"

The man's body suddenly twitched, his eyes widened, and he looked at the man who stepped on him incredibly.

Just watching the man bow his head slightly, staring at the man hoarsely, "Do you want to survive?"