Hearing Bai Ye's words, the disciple frowned, his face gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Why do you talk so much nonsense? Just ask you to come! Do the new ones don't understand the rules? Do I have to teach you?"

"Senior brother, please calm down. He is indeed new to him. It's okay, it's okay... I will persuade him!" Zhao Li said hurriedly with a smile, and turned his head and turned his head to wink at Bai Ye desperately.

"snort!"

The man glared at Bai Ye and continued to move forward.

"Junior brother, this person is a disciple of Ling Xuantang. Do you know that Ling Xuantang? That is the existence under the Eighth Elder's knees. How can we offend? They want us to do something, we will definitely get over it! Don't worry, it's all hard work, it's okay!" Zhao Li comforted Bai Ye and said.

"Cool labor? Since it is a cool labor labor, it must be the thing arranged by the superiors for them. Why do we ask us to do it?" Bai Ye said expressionlessly.

"Who made our department ranked first in the sect!" Zhao Li said helplessly: "It's better to have less than more things, let's go."

"Senior brother, if you do this, there will be a steady stream of people asking you to do things. Why is the Soul Martial Arts Hall so despairing that everyone dares to bully? That's because we dare not resist! Submissively! If we refuse this time, there will be no next time. In this way, we will not be harassed by anyone. We will be able to receive the fair treatment we should have, and we will have enough time to practice, and our cultivation will not be gap with the disciples of other departments! Therefore, sometimes people must learn to refuse!" Bai Ye said lightly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were said, Zhao Li's face changed several times.

He yelled anxiously: "Junior brother, how can I not understand the senior brothers you said? Resist? Do you think our disciples in the Soul Martial Arts Hall have never resisted before? If you don't say it far away, just say it's close. Our previous senior brother Cao Yingli was just as stubborn as you and was not convinced by other departments. What happened? He was abolished by his cultivation, now he has no soul power and is still lying in the Bingxin Hall to survive! Do you think we are willing to do things for them? You don't want to cause trouble! You're leaving! Just doing some hard work! It's no big deal! Why do you have to do this?"

After saying that, Zhao Li turned around and walked forward.

but...

Bai Ye was still motionless and sat quietly on the chair.

Zhao Li was anxious.

"Junior brother..."

"Sit down." Bai Ye said expressionlessly: "From today, the Soul Martial Hall will no longer be the same as before! Because this time, the Soul Martial Hall is the one who decides!"

What a domineering and confident sentence.

But in Zhao Li's opinion, this is almost a fool! Yelang is arrogant.

"Junior brother, you..." Zhao Li was so angry that he couldn't speak.

The disciples walking there saw that the two of them didn't follow, their faces suddenly turned blue. The people immediately walked over and said coldly: "What's going on in your Soul Martial Arts Hall? Don't even listen to my words? Are you tired of living?"

Zhao Li's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward and smiled: "Senior brother, no...my junior brother..."

However, before Zhao Li finished speaking, Bai Ye suddenly shouted softly: "Get out!"

A simple word is so harsh, like a thunder thunder blew in everyone's minds!

Zhao Li and the disciple were completely stunned.

The disciples in the seat next to him also looked at Bai Ye in surprise, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

roll?

Is this word... Can the disciples of the Soul Martial Hall say it?

Who did he tell me to get out?

Who can he tell him to get out?

He thought...who is he?

People opened their eyes wide and looked at Bai Ye incredibly.

But Bai Ye looked ahead with a calm look on his face. The ancient well was not at all turbulent, as if he was saying a very simple word, such as a greeting between friends.

All the eyes around him were gathered on him.

Zhao Li and the disciple of Ling Xuantang also reacted.

Zhao Li was anxious and rushed over immediately: "Junior brother, you...you...you..."

He had been 'you' for a long time, but he couldn't speak.

But he saw the disciple from Ling Xuantang behind him coming over, pushed Zhao Li away and stared at Bai Ye, and said coldly: "What are you... saying?"

"roll!"

Bai Ye looked expressionless, his eyes moved, and he looked at him and said, "Do you still want me to repeat it?"

"You!" The disciple of Ling Xuan's church was furious and pointed at Bai Ye and nodded repeatedly: "Okay! OK! Very good!! Boy, what's your name?"

"Bai Ye, disciple of the Soul Martial Hall." Bai Ye said calmly.

"Very good! Bai Ye is that?" the disciple said angrily: "Wait, I must make you look good!!"

After saying that, the man turned around and left angrily.

This is the field of the selection competition. No one dares to do anything randomly. Even if he is angry with Bai Ye, he dare not take action here.

But it’s different in the Soul Martial Arts Hall.

It was a place without the jurisdiction of the elders, and anyone could do it recklessly.

Looking at the disciple of Ling Xuan's church leaving angrily, Zhao Li collapsed on the chair powerlessly.

"It's over! It's all over!"

Zhao Li looked ahead with a dull expression, his whole body was completely exhausted, like a pool of soft mud.

After a while, he stared at Bai Ye and said angrily: "Junior brother, what are you thinking? Do you know what you are doing?"

"Know."

Bai Ye said.

"Since you know, you still do this? Do you understand clearly that you are not like us who can hide in Bingxin Hall. Doing this will only bring you endless torture, and you will even die, do you know?" Zhao Li said excitedly, his face blushing.

"So what?" Bai Ye stared at him coldly: "So all of you, more than a hundred, are afraid? They all hide? They all become cowards?"

"What can we do if we are not cowards? Can anyone help us? If we don't retreat, we will be dead!" Zhao Li was a little hysterical.

He didn't want to do it either, but the reality was so cruel that he couldn't resist at all!

"So that's the problem!" Bai Ye said coldly: "You don't have the strength, so you must retreat! Otherwise, you will die, but I'm different!"

"You? What do you think you are? You are just a real soul realm! How strong can you be? Do you know where you are? You are in the Supreme God Heavenly Palace, where you are, a peerless sect with many geniuses, and a place that even the Shenji Palace cannot control! Do you understand?" Zhao Li shouted with a look of regret.

The voice spread, and even the little girl couldn't help but look at her side.

Bai Ye took a deep breath and didn't say anything.

He no longer wants to convince Zhao Li with words!

Because he knew that Zhao Li was really scared!

At this time, the only thing that can make him awake is force and action! Not for the breath in his heart, but just to wake up a few people!

Bai Ye closed his eyes and entered into a state of concentration.

Zhao Li stared at him fiercely and said nothing.

He closed his eyes and began to think about how to protect Bai Ye.

Although he had contacted Bai Ye for a very short time, in his opinion, Bai Ye was his junior brother. After all, he couldn't bear to fall into a place where his junior brother was doomed...

"Wow!"

At this time, a shocking sound came from the direction of the gate in the distance.

Bai Ye opened his eyes and looked at him, but saw a group of disciples walking towards him in a sensation.

Tens of thousands of disciples from all directions all turned their attention to them.

"Who is that?" Bai Ye asked faintly.

"Do you still have the heart to care about this?" Zhao Li snorted: "That is the disciple of Shenwu Hall. The person in charge is the senior brother of Shenwu Hall, and you will be happy! Next to him is Yue Xiaoxiao, one of the four beauties of this sect, and is also the 10th pride of heaven among the twelve masters of this sect."

"Four Beauties? Twelve Masters?" Bai Ye was slightly stunned: "What is that?"

"You don't even know the twelve heroes?" Zhao Li widened his eyes and said angrily: "No wonder, you are a fool! Forget it! I'll explain it to you!" Zhao Li cleared his throat and said: "Four beauties, as the name suggests, are the four most beautiful beauties in my Supreme God Heaven Palace, and are the twelve heroes! As the name suggests, they are the twelve most talented twelve people in my sect! Do you understand?"

Bai Ye nodded when he heard the sound and looked at the person who called Yue Xiaoxiao.

I have to say that he is indeed a beautiful figure like a fairy.

On her bright autumn eyes like stars, the long eyelashes swayed gently, and her eyes were unpredictable. Her beautiful eyebrows were like willows, and there was a hint of coldness in the corners of her eyes. Her nose was small and delicate, and her mouth as thin as wings as cherries, seductive and charming. A pair of dimples appeared slightly between her cheeks, and a light rubbing of rouge made her cheeks look like a newly blooming jade flower, white and red, and her silk-like black hair was casually scattered around her waist, and her figure was slender.

Her waist is weak and charming. She is charming and charming. She is charming and has a beautiful and beautiful appearance without any need for makeup. She is as beautiful as a painting. She is wearing a long moon-white dress on the lower body, and a white gauze dress with white orchids on the collar. A elegant white lotus is embroidered on the silver-white strapless chest, cleverly covering it. The white gauze water clouds sway in the long sleeves, and the waist is tied with a moon-white belt of the same color, embroidered with scattered floral patterns, which are ethereal and elegant. When the breeze blows, the gauze dances with the wind.

What a beautiful beauty who is so beautiful that everyone around you is already demented.

But at this time, Bai Ye seemed to have thought of something and immediately asked: "Since this woman is the tenth best in the twelve masters, who should the senior brother of Shenwu Hall be ranked??"

"Then are you talking about Jin Xiaoyao? He has no ranking!" Zhao Li said.

Bai Ye was stunned: "No ranking?"

"Yes." Zhao Litan said: "Jin Xiaoyao's strength is definitely above Yue Xiaoxiao, but he has been dealing with things outside the department all year round and has no time to compete for the twelve heroes. He has the strength of the twelve heroes but has not been able to rank the title of the twelve heroes! In this battle of the group sects, the twelve heroes are qualified without participating in the selection competition, but he is different. Therefore, the main purpose of this Shenwu Hall is to see how he can kill all sides and win the quota in this selection competition. Otherwise, the people from the Shenwu Hall would not be able to appear in this selection competition!"

Zhao Li talked freely, and Bai Ye nodded repeatedly.

However, after talking for so long, a few people suddenly rushed to Bai Ye and Zhao Li.

Zhao Li was stunned.

Only then did I find that one of them was the disciple of Ling Xuan Temple who had left before!

Seeing this, he understood that the person who came was not kind!

“Who is it?”

Then he saw one of them asking in a deep voice at the disciple of Ling Xuantang.
Chapter completed!