Unexpectedly, he also came.

"My head is in a different place? Is it just you?"

Bai Ye said calmly, all the Qingfeng robes were opened, and people rushed away like a strong wind.

What a fast speed!

Everyone's pupils tightened.

"Emperor's Sutra! Sky-holding Sword Formation!"

With a whisper, the sword shadow exploded, and countless sword energy scattered like ghosts, disappearing into the crowd, forming a cold and powerful sword formation.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Does the fake emperor also want to stir up trouble?"

Shao Huarong looked disdainful and stabbed the ground with his spear like a dragon.

"Changing clouds and rain!"

Snoring!

The ground cracked, and countless imperial energy spurted out, blasting towards the sword array.

But the sword array is thick and strong, and the imperial energy does not dissipate. It is as if it is made of steel, no matter how bombarded it is.

"Um?"

Shao Huarong frowned slightly: "It's interesting!"

"Is it just a bit interesting?"

Bai Ye raised his sword, as if something had been activated, and then he saw the scattered sword energy suddenly rise up, and the sword tip was pointed at the crowd...

"Huh?" Shao Huarong's pupils shrank.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Countless people were bombarding the crowd like cannonballs!

Puff! Puff! Puff...

In an instant, several people were beaten into sieves by the terrifying sword energy and fell to the ground dead.

Those are all great emperors.

"Defend quickly!"

Someone yelled horribly.

The thick shields were propped up.

"Crush it for me!"

Bai Ye clasped the sword and turned, the dead dragon's heavenly soul was released. The endless soul power was like a thousand spiders spinning silk, rushing towards the floating Qi swords. The sword power bursting out from the Qi swords was even more terrifying. In just five breaths, it was over.

Blast those big shields into pieces!

"It's over! It's over! If this continues, we won't be able to hold on for long!"

Ximu's face changed drastically and she couldn't help but scream.

She really couldn't imagine how much soul power this Bai Ye still had? After fighting so many souls in a row, he could actually release such a powerful soul power attack.

Doesn't he know how tired he is?

"Don't worry, if it's normal, this person might give me a headache, but in this finals, he can't hurt you or me in the slightest!"

Shao Huarong acted very calmly. He snorted, picked up the token suddenly, and poured a little energy into it.

"Is it a magic weapon?"

Bai Ye stared at the token in Shao Huarong's hand, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Is that a communication device?

And in this gap of thoughts, the vicissitudes of the voice of the old admonisher came from the sky.

"The Judgment Hall announced that the fourth round of the Shenwu finals has officially ended. All the Shenwu warriors who have won the flag will successfully advance to the fifth round, and all those who failed to win the flag will be eliminated!"

As soon as the sound fell, the surrounding space and time began to distort.

Bai Ye's pupils were slightly condensed and he looked towards Shao Huarong.

"There's still half an hour before the end. It's so good, how could it end early?"

"Don't guess, I informed the Judgment Palace to end it early! We were forced to leave the fourth round of the finals."

Shao Huarong snorted coldly: "Beast, I don't know who you are or where you come from, but I want to tell you that in the final election of Shenwu, even if you have the strength of a high-ranking emperor, you can't defeat me! You

Accept your fate!"

As the voice fell, people's bodies glowed with light, and they were about to leave this place.

"Saved?"

At dusk, I was overjoyed and looked around nervously.

"That's not necessarily the case."

Bai Ye took the flag from Zhu Qingyao and said lightly: "Isn't there a fifth round? Unless... you don't participate."

"The fifth wheel? I'll show you what cruelty is!"

Shao Hua Rongrong hummed.

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Bai Ye smiled.
Chapter completed!