The man's arm was cut off and the sword was cut off in public. His sharp aura was like a mountain that was penetrated and collapsed in an instant. The man retreated repeatedly and almost fell to the ground.

All the classmates who cheered for the man on the pumice stone were stunned.

The referee was also shocked and looked surprised.

With one sword, a saint was killed?

This is by no means the destructive power that an emperor should possess.

What's going on?

Many people have not figured out the situation yet.

However, the battle was not over yet, Bai Ye's eyes sterned, his steps lightly, and he almost teleported, and rushed towards the man in an instant.

The man was shocked and gathered his holy power wildly, rushing towards Bai Ye, intending to stop Bai Ye who was rushing towards him, but the holy power he had gathered has no defense ability. Before he could gather, he was torn apart by Bai Ye's fierce sword intent.

The sword energy rushed towards us, destroying withering and destroying!

The man was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat!"

Almost instantly, Bai Ye stopped.

The terrifying power disappeared instantly...

Once the opponent admits defeat, if he continues to attack, it will be considered as a violation of the competition rules. In the Tiangong Sword Contest, if the competition rules are violated, he will be directly sentenced to be eliminated and there will be no mercy.

"Victor, Bai Ye in the Sword Cultivation Room!"

The referee came back to his senses and shouted hurriedly.

"I've given up!"

Bai Ye said calmly, turning around and flying towards the pumice stone.

"hateful!"

The man gritted his teeth, but his eyes were filled with fear. The disciples on the pumice stone flew down one after another and helped the man up.

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" The man breathed a breath, his eyes full of unwillingness: "When did the people in the sword cultivation room become so powerful?"

"It seems that the rumors outside... are all fake! This emperor is extraordinary!"

...

When Bai Ye returned to the pumice stone, the disciples of the wooden house were all looking at Tie Wanqing's battle on the ring. Not many people paid attention to his battle. Most people thought Bai Ye would lose in the second round, so when Bai Ye came back, everyone thought he lost. Bai Ye actually won, and many people showed shocking expressions.

Bai Ye smiled and looked at Tie Wanqing.

Tie Wanqing's opponent is extraordinary. He is the disciple of the fifth elder, and his junior brother Xiangshan who was summoned!

Xiangshan used a long red sword. The sword body was extremely hot. When it was swung, flames burst out, like a dragon that could spit out fire. It was very terrifying. Tie Wanqing's sword was like Qiushui. The sword energy swept away and could cut the flames of the opponent's sharp sword, but the opponent's sword technique was extremely fierce and fast, almost desperate. Every time Tie Wanqing was preparing to attack, Xiangshan would launch an attack, not dodge or dodge, and resist with his body, and actually wanted to exchange with Tie Wanqing. Tie Wanqing knew that his body was not as strong as the opponent, so he could only turn attack into defense.

After repeated this, Xiangshan had already gained the upper hand and completely took the initiative in the duel.

The disciples of the wooden house were extremely anxious to see it.

The thirteenth elder sitting at the end of the elder's mat also looked extremely solemn.

But seeing Tie Wanqing swept across the sword, facing Xiangshan's offensive, looking for an opportunity to counterattack, and Xiangshan's sword turned the entire arena into a sea of ​​fire.

The scorching flames bake the barrier, and the flames soar into the sky, which is particularly eye-catching in the ring group.

Many viewers around looked at him.

Bai Ye looked carefully, wrote down the sword moves of these people, and understood their sword intent.

It has to be said that the sword techniques of the people of the Yijian Tiangong are really profound. With so many disciples, there are not many repetitions of the sword techniques used by them. There are countless sword techniques in the Yijian Tiangong, but the disciples here are all saints. Their understanding and control of power are far from that of the pseudo-Emperors. The emperor can compare with them. They have their own unique insights. After they have thoroughly grasped a set of sword techniques in the sect, they will never use this set of sword techniques to stick to the rules, but instead improve this set of sword techniques. For example, Bai Ye used the Shasha Meteor and the Shin Sword Technique, which are different from other disciples, and they have improved the moves that are more suitable for their own combat according to their own style.

The sword techniques used by people standing on these are roughly the same. Everyone's sword moves have a bit of the sect's sword skills, but some are more sharp than the sect's sword techniques, some are more agile, and some are more fierce. For a moment, the sword moves bloomed in a hundred flowers, and thousands of sharp swords were different, which made people's blood boil.

Finally, Tie Wanqing realized a flaw in Xiangshan. The sharp sword was like a meteor, instantly tearing the flames in front of him and stabbing Xiangshan.

Xiangshan was shocked and fought back sharply.

But this time, Tie Wanqing did not hide anymore.

She came to participate in this Tiangong sword battle with the determination to enter the top ten, and she would never allow her steps to be blocked here.

Xiangshan's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to take the move, but it was too late. Tie Wanqing had an insight into this opportunity.

Puff!

Tie Wanqing's sword first pierced Xiangshan's chest. The terrifying sword force instantly hit the sword. Xiangshan's chest was pierced through, and the man flew out, fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and didn't know whether it was death or life.

"The winner, Tie Wanqing!"

The referee shouted.

"Win!!"

The disciples of the wooden house cheered.

The Thirteenth Elder also breathed a sigh of relief.

The following medical team members who were on standby early rushed up immediately, carried Xiangshan down, and hurriedly pulled him to treat him.

During the duel, the disciples were injured. As long as they were not fatal, the sect would not care about it. They were responsible for healing their injuries. However, when the fatal injuries were caused, the medical team formed by the sect would come to treat it in time. After all, they were disciples of the sect and could not refuse to save them.

Tie Wanqing fought with Xiangshan and was watched by many people. Seeing her defeated Xiangshan so fiercely, the disciples from other departments couldn't help but cheer for her, and some VIPs also glanced at her.

"Wanqing, congratulations. I didn't expect that you could even defeat the outstanding disciples under the fifth elder without any damage. It's really great!"

Xiao Feijian came over and said with a smile.

Tie Wanqing glanced at Xiao Feijian, said nothing, and returned to the pumice stone on his own.

But Xiao Feijian didn't feel embarrassed. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Tie Wanqing. There was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes, and he murmured on his own: "When I break into the top ten and become famous all over the world, you should obediently surrender to me, right?"

When they returned to the pumice stone, the disciples in the wooden house were all excited.

Tie Wanqing's strength is indeed beyond their imagination. This time, the wooden house will definitely become famous because of Tie Wanqing. As long as Tie Wanqing enters the top ten, even in the top twenty, the wooden house's status in the sword heaven palace will be greatly improved. At that time, not only Tie Wanqing will be valued by the sect, but also the treatment of the wooden house will be greatly improved. Therefore, no matter which department the elders attach great importance to this battle.

"It's a good fight!" Bai Ye said with a smile.

"It's okay." Tie Wanqing glanced at him and said curiously: "Why did you come back earlier than me? Is your opponent very weak?"

"Yes, I have always been lucky." Bai Ye said.

Tie Wanqing didn't say anything. She knew Bai Ye's strength during the past few days of training.

This is not an ordinary emperor.

Just say that when she fought with Xiangshan just now, the most critical sword was Professor Bai Ye's move.

Sword will!

This is not the sword intent, but the purest power of will! When facing the terrifying sword of Xiangshan, it was this sword will that supported her not to give up on the attack, so Xiangshan's defeat. Otherwise, she would have to work a lot of effort to defeat him.

After the number theory, most of the disciples who participated in the battle were eliminated, and only a few people were left in the log house to continue participating in the battle. The hundreds of duels were slowly completed to more than a hundred. The top ten players in the Yijian Tiangong did not take action, and the powerful people in the VIP seats were not very interested in watching the game.

I don't know which round it is.

"The next is the ranking battle! Show well, Bai Ye, as long as we win this sentence, we will rush into the top 1,000!" Tie Wanqing took a deep breath and said seriously.

"I said, I hope we can meet in the top ten battles!" Bai Ye said with a smile.

The token in hand lights up again.

Bai Ye glanced at the token, walked a little further, and headed towards the ring in the center of the sword competition.

However, as soon as he took the stage, the sound of mountains and thunders rang out around him.

"Oh my God, why is it a great emperor!!"

"A great emperor has fought until now?"

"This person seems to be Bai Ye from the sword cultivation room!"

"Sword Cultivation Room? Isn't that a place specializing in producing waste? Why did the people in the Sword Cultivation Room come here? Aren't they not qualified to come in?"

"In theory, there is a quota for each sword competition in the Sword Cultivation Room. Could it be that this guy has been using this quota to fight until now?"

There are constant calls and people are rushing.

Bai Ye looked around and found that everyone around was paying attention to the ring.

He is self-aware. He has no reputation at all, so how could he attract the attention of everyone?

Then there is no doubt that everyone is concerned about his opponent!

The girl in front of her was wearing a red sword suit, bright eyes and white teeth, and a ponytail.

The girl was particularly heroic. She held a slender red sword with her fingers, her eyebrows were full of pride, her mouth was pouting, and the contempt in her eyes was clearly visible.

"The Emperor? Bai Ye from the sword cultivation room? I have heard of you!" the woman snorted, "But I think you should know who I am, too?"

"You?" Bai Ye looked at the girl for a while and shook his head: "I don't know."

"You!!" The girl was angry, stamped her feet, and said annoyedly: "I am Gongsun Mudan! My sister is Gongsun Mujiao! You don't even know the name of this genius girl? You are in vain!"

"Gongsun Mudan?" Bai Ye suddenly realized: "Are you a disciple of the Second Elder?"

Although Gongsun Mudan is not as famous as Gongsun Mujiao, she is also a genius girl. She is a seed player under the knees of the second elder. In the last sword battle, she entered the top 100 and was particularly strong. However, her talents were completely covered by her sister Gongsun Mujiao, so that when everyone talked about it, they always talked about her sister.

This made Gongsun Mudan very depressed.

And now the reason why everyone looks at Gongsun Mudan is because she is Gongsun Mujiao's sister.

"Do you know who I am?" the woman snorted coldly: "Since you know, don't admit defeat quickly!"

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Chapter completed!