"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The white night roars, and the death dragon sword swings again.

call!

The sword light was like a hurricane, swallowing up everything. Those disciples didn't even have a chance to struggle before they were swallowed up.

It can't be stopped at all.

The emperor was frightened. When he was in Zhiwu Continent, Bai Ye did not use all his strength. On the contrary, in his weak state, he was more like a supreme being.

But now, he is not!

How could a supreme being pursue Fentian if he didn't even have the courage to stand up to people in the Fentian realm?

"Brother, let's go first, I'll stop this person!"

The emperor had not run a few steps when another person rushed towards him.

It was a man with dark muscles, a big knife in his hand, and wearing a long fiery red uniform from Wanxiangmen, standing like a wall in front of Bai Ye.

A person from the Burning Heaven Realm! His aura was so strong that a sword struck like a pillar falling from the sky.

Bai Ye turned his sword to one side and thrust it towards the broadsword with one hand.

clang!

The sharp edge of the knife cut into the palm, but it made the sound of iron hitting.

"What?"

The man was shocked and pale.

This is truly a waste of time!

"die!"

Furious, Bai Ye summoned up all his strength, unleashed the power of the Soul Saint, and punched the man directly in the face.

Boom!

The fist instantly hit him from the tip of his nose and blasted out from the back of his head.

Pierce the skull directly!

A Burning Heaven Realm person was killed like this!

"How is that possible?"

The emperor was so frightened that he lost his mind, his breath trembled wildly, and he ran forward like crazy.

Is this the cruelty that a supreme being should have?

Bai Ye raised his sword and chased after him fiercely.

At the same time, a large number of strong auras of souls appeared in all directions, and the sound of eagles was heard overhead.

He's locked in!

Bai Ye raised his hand, moved his fingers slightly, and several strands of Soul Saint power flew out like bullets, knocking down all the eagles above his head.

The aura that locked onto him immediately became chaotic.

The emperor ran all the way until he reached a hilltop, where nearly a hundred Wanxiang disciples appeared, and then he slowed down.

Bai Ye's blood-stained eyes froze slightly and he also slowed down his pace.

Then I saw the hundreds of Wanxiang disciples dispersed one after another, allowing the emperor to pass...

Then an old man with a gray beard walked out from behind the crowd.

In an instant, Bai Ye's power was suppressed.

Even the emperor's aura was covered by it, as if he was the only one with such aura within a radius of thousands of miles.

Infinitely mysterious, mysterious and ethereal...

Bai Ye stared at the old man closely and two words popped out of his mouth.

"Heavenly Saint!!"

"Death Dragon Sword?"

The old man stared at the sword on Bai Ye's waist and said silently.

"Master..." The emperor was injured and knelt down beside him: "Disciple is incompetent..."

"No! It's not your fault, this boy actually has the Death Dragon Sword! Not to mention you, even if it's me, it's a bit tricky!" Tiansheng said calmly: "But he is not the Great Emperor after all, and he can't display this ability after all.

The Death Dragon Sword is the most powerful, and today, this sword should be mine."

Having said that, Bai Ye burst out with a large amount of energy from three directions, so thick that it was almost suffocating.

Sweep the white night at will.

All the Wanxiang disciples who had been deployed by Tiansheng on the coast were surrounded.

Nearly a thousand people!

With the force of encirclement, he was completely locked here.

The white night has become a turtle in a urn!

"Hand over your sword and I won't kill you."
Chapter completed!