Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1868: Double Swords of Moon and Sun

The domineering Li Huang sword split the chapter in half.
The shrill flames on the sword were like a big mouth, swallowing all his body.
When the flames disappeared, Zhang Qulai's body had also been burned to ashes and dissipated with the wind.
hiss!
All the disciples of the outer sect who saw this scene were gasping for a cold air, and their bodies were trembling with fear. Everyone was pale and extremely frightened.
Who could imagine that Bai Ye only urged a heavenly soul to have such powerful strength.
"This...what's going on?"
Yimeng Changjun was stunned.
"Isn't this guy a real king realm? Why... why is his body so strong? That Zhang Qiulai is two levels higher than him! He can't break his body? How is this possible?"
Pokun was completely confused, and he stared at the person on the ring blankly, his eyes full of confusion and dullness.
The old woman named Tian, ​​who had insight into the Guanzhu, Lingxi Sword Master and others' expressions were probably the same.
Bai Ye's domineering sword once again shocked the heroes.
The people in the Shentian Palace are not much worse than those from the outer sects.
People were dumbfounded and stunned for a while before they came to their senses.
Immediately afterwards...
The cheers and cheers of tsunamis erupted.
"Win?"
"Senior Brother Bai won again! Oh my God, you can kill them with just one heavenly soul!"
"Too strong!"
"Long live Senior Brother Bai! Long live Senior Brother Bai!"
"Did you see it? This is the strength of my God Heavenly Palace!"
...
The disciples of the Shentian Palace were all very excited and shouted at the seats opposite. People were excited and restless.
Bai Ye’s battle can be said to be more shocking than any previous battle.
"It seems that we are too worried. Since Bai Ye dares to stand on the ring, he must have his plans! Haha, I didn't expect this kid to be so hidden!" Zhang Shenwu smiled repeatedly with his beard.
"Yes, but this guy is in the Soul Martial Arts Hall. It's a pity. If a talent like him can be cultivated well, he will definitely become the pillar of my God Heaven Hall!" Wen Xiaoxuan also smiled.
Looking at Bai Ye's eyes were filled with appreciation and comfort.
Mo Ziyun also had a faint smile on her face, but when she heard this, she looked at Liu Yue in the corner.
Since the Lord of the Shentian Palace scolded him, Liu Yue has been sitting in the corner without saying a word, and Mo Ziyun has learned the whole story just now.
Thinking that Bai Ye should have been her disciple of Zizhu Pavilion, but because of Liu Yue's actions, such a person ran to the Soul Martial Arts Hall.
Thinking of this, Mo Ziyun felt unhappy. Even a person with such a good temper, she couldn't help but feel a little disgusted and annoyed when she looked at Liu Yue.
Of course, Mo Ziyun was unhappy, and Wang Yuanyan from Pogangtang was in a bad mood.
He had a grudge with Bai Ye, especially Bai Ye saved Shen Baiyi and Hua Gui, but did not save his disciple Given the Heavenly Revenge! This made Wang Yuanyan think that Bai Ye was deliberately targeting him.
It’s a pity that Bai Ye is now a celebrity in the God Heaven Palace.
Even if Wang Yuanyan was so angry, he would not dare to say anything at this moment.
He could only pray silently, praying that these outside the sect could kill Bai Ye soon.
Otherwise, if Bai Ye has the power, his life will be difficult...
Wang Yuanyan glanced at Shao Feijian not far away.
Sure enough, Shao Feijian's eyes were also cold.
The game continues.
Bai Ye defeated his opponent with thunder again, and the heroes trembled.
Li Pokun's face looked extremely ugly, but he refused to give up and immediately shouted: "Who else is willing to go on stage to challenge Qin Feng and win honor for my Tianxuan Sect!"
However, this time... no one said anything.
People retreated one after another, with fear in their eyes, and no one dared to step forward.
Seeing this scene, Li Pokun's nose almost became crooked.
"You cowards, trash bugs! Bulls who bully the weak and fear the strong!"
Li Pokun cursed with a singular swear word.
"Without the sect leader, things have developed to this point, and we have no choice anymore! Let that person take action." Yimeng Changjun said expressionlessly.
Li Pokun trembled all over when he heard the sound, and looked at him in surprise: "Send it out now? That's our trump card..."
"If you lose Bai Ye, you will win. The trump card... isn't that what you use?" Yimeng Changjun said calmly.
Li Pokun heard the sound, gritted his teeth secretly, and finally turned around and sat in his seat.
But Yimeng Changjun wanted to speak, as if he wanted to call someone's name.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly popped up from the corner and stood on the ring with thunder.
Everyone breathed tightly.
The overlords were stunned and looked at the ring in a hurry.
But there was a woman in a red sword suit standing on the ring.
The woman was handsome, with her eyes and eyes, her hands were crossed, and a long sword was hanging around her waist. She was looking at Bai Ye with a smile on her face.
Seeing this person, many people were talking about it.
"Who is this?"
"Which clan is it from? Who asked him to go up?"
"have no idea..."
The heads of the sects immediately looked around.
However, after a moment, people found that this did not belong to any powerful clan...
"My Moon Yang's Double Swords!"
Suddenly, the Lingxi Sword Master shouted suddenly.
As soon as the sound came out, everyone around him changed their color.
"She is Yueyang's Double Sword?"
"This...what is going on? How could the people with the Yueyang Double Sword come to the Battle of the Clan?"
People said with trembling tongues and speechless.
Many people from the Divine Heavenly Palace also came out of their voices.
Zhang Shenwu recognized this person. He frowned, stood up and said in a deep voice: "You are the Yue Sword among the Yueyang two swords? Which clan do you represent to participate in the war."
"I don't represent anyone, I only represent myself." Yue Jian smiled and said, "Elder Zhang, Lord Lord, if I defeat your disciples of the God Heaven Palace, you will take the ancient soul of your God Heaven Palace.
Leave the technique to me, right?"
Zhang Shenwu stumbled and nodded: "That's the rules, of course they are right..."
"Then it's OK."
Yue Jian said with a smile.
The Temple of Gods and Heavens is silent.
However, these people outside the sect were unhappy.
"Yue Jian, are you coming to the troubled waters to catch fish?" Li Pokun suddenly stood up and said coldly.
"Falling in troubled waters? This is too ugly. Isn't everyone's purpose the same?" Yue Jian shrugged.
"Do you know where this is? Do you know what you are doing? You are so brave!" Li Pokun was furious and shouted directly.
"So, what do you want?"
Before the Yue Jian could speak, a muddy male voice came from the corner.
Li Pokun immediately looked at him.
I saw a man in a black robe sitting cross-legged in the corner.
"Yang Sword!"
Li Pokun shouted in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next