The arrival of Yinghua Sword detonated the audience instantly and crushed all the geniuses present!

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he was like an outsider who controlled everything!

It's really enough!

Rao Shibaiye had to complain about Yinghua Jian's appearance.

Not to mention aura or something, at least under the eyes of the public, he appeared almost instantaneously, as if he was teleporting. After all, when the cloud sword appeared, no one could detect the Yinghua sword, even if it was White Night, he didn’t know. Where did he fall from.

Just this speed, this kind of restrained strength, is enough to show that the Yinghua sword is extraordinary!

People's eyes are all focused on Yinghua Jian, with admiration, worship, admiration, fear, and more jealousy.

This is a bright star!

"Yinghua Sword just came from outside the sect, the appearance is special, it disturbed the elders and seniors, please forgive me!"

Yinghua Jian was handsome, smiled, and said again with his fists.

"Hahaha, it doesn't hurt anyway!!!"

"Sure enough, it's a hero! Is this the strongest disciple of Yijian Tiangong? It's really hard to imagine!"

"I heard that Yinghua Sword is still a fighting sage, ranking on the fighting list, with a fighting order, and favored by the old man of the gods. It really has a bright future!!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Such a proud man of heaven, I really don't know how far he will grow in the future!"

"With this person, the Yi Jian Tiangong must be everlasting!"

The distinguished guests talked a lot, and they all gave out words of appreciation. The eyes looking at Yinghua Sword were all hot and extraordinary. If it weren't for the elders of the Yijian Tiangong, I am afraid that many powers will immediately throw olive branches at him. .

On the Shangshenzong side, the little girl sitting at the front blinked, staring at Yinghua Jian with a cherry lips, and she stood up and shouted, "Brother Yinghua Jian..."

Yinghuajian looked up, smiled faintly, but made no sound.

"Hua Jian! Come here! Let Master take a good look at you!!"

The Great Elder Feng Buling laughed three times, got up immediately, and said quite anxiously.

"Yes, Master!"

Yinghua Jian stepped forward immediately.

All the elders looked around and nodded in dissatisfaction.

Yinghua Jian is sharp and heroic, which fits the characteristics of the sword, and coupled with his innate sword body, it is really the best candidate for practicing swordsmanship. Many elders feel lucky for recruiting disciples like Yinghuajian.

This is really the blessing of Yijian Tiangong.

Feng Buling naturally valued his apprentice very much, and bestowed him the best magic weapon, the most excellent training materials, and treated him almost better than his own son.

Just watching Feng Buling press his hands on Ying Huajian’s shoulders, he stayed for a while, and his eyes burst into a halo, nodding his head again and again, with joy: "Okay! Okay! Huajian, I didn't expect this time See, your strength has increased so much! Very good! You did not live up to Master's expectations of you, hahahahaha..."

"It's all the hard work of Master! Hua Jian only has today. If Hua Jian doesn't work hard, how can he be worthy of Master's painstaking effort on Hua Jian?" Yinghua Jian said hurriedly.

"Eh, what are you talking about? Master led the door and practiced in everyone. Without your own efforts, you would not have achieved today. Don't veto your own efforts!" Feng Buling smiled relievedly and patted Yinghua. On the shoulder of the sword, he smiled and said, "Go, the competition is about to start, play hard!!"

"Master, rest assured, let's watch Hua Jian win the crown!"

Yinghuajian got up and smiled, Xuan'er turned around, stepped in the air, and walked towards the seat.

"Welcome big brother!"

Seeing Yinghua Sword coming, almost all the seed disciples got up, clasped their fists and shouted. This is the treatment that belongs to Yinghua Jian, and it is also the glory of Yinghua Jian! Under the elders, he is the first person!

He is the focus!

He is in the limelight!

"Yinghua Sword!" Tie Wanqing's eyes were hot, and her expression was tight: "I will definitely defeat you and win the first place!"

"This girl, everyone wants to fight!"

Bai Ye breathed out and glanced a few times, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of war.

It must be fun to fight against such a person?

Having said that, seeing Yinghua Sword reminded him of a person.

That is the end Yan encountered during the Shenwu battle!

The same unfathomable, the same confident and powerful.

If it weren't for the Dead Dragon Sword, Bai Ye would definitely not be the final opponent! And this person's mind is especially terrifying! His disposition and spiritual will are by no means comparable to the disciples of Yijian Tiangong. If he also came to Li Shengzhou, it would surely be a wave.

When the players arrive, the strong return.

The atmosphere at the scene was high, but the sound was muted.

As soon as all the elders stood up, the distinguished guests also stood up, including all the disciples.

Bai Ye was confused and his face was stunned: "What is this for?"

"Don't say more, get up quickly!" Tie Wanqing said hurriedly.

Bai Ye can only get up.

Just when he was very puzzled, a golden sword light suddenly shot out from the tallest tower in the distance, and it hit the top of the arena. In an instant, the sword light exploded and turned into countless beams. Surrounding the entire arena, golden barriers rise from hundreds of stages in the center, which is particularly terrifying.

Bai Ye fixed his eyes, his heart beating wildly.

These barriers are hundreds of times stronger than the barriers in the duel...

But I heard a magnificent and infinite, like a sacred voice from the void coming out of the tower.

"The palace announces that the battle of the sword! The official start!!!"

Woo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The disciples from the periphery blew the melodious horn.

The drum banged.

The audience instantly boiled, and the sound of the mountains and the tsunami resounded throughout the world.

"Palace Lord Tian Qi, unparalleled forever!!!"

Hearing the sound of the white night, my heart freezes.

It turns out that the owner of this voice is actually the owner of the Yijian Heavenly Palace!

It was terrifying, the voice just now contained an unprecedented sword intent and powerful holy power!

This is what he didn't intend.

What would happen if he hit with all his strength?

Such an existence, I am afraid that with a gesture of action, the nine souls can be destroyed, right?

No wonder people in Lishengzhou are prohibited from going to the Nine Souls Continent. For the strong here, the Nine Souls Continent is as fragile as an ant!

"The contest begins!!!"

The great elder roared.

In an instant, hundreds of referees on the scene immediately began to shake their magic weapons and send messages to all the participating disciples.

"White night, come on! I hope we can compete in the ring!"

Tie Wanqing spoke to Bai Ye seriously.

"I hope we meet in the top ten battle." Bai Ye smiled.

Tie Wanqing was stunned, and Xuan'er showed a faint smile: "Hope."

Wow!

At this time, a disciple's token burst into white light, and the white light showed a number, which was exactly the number on the stage below.

Upon seeing this, the disciple jumped and flew out of the pumice stone and rushed towards the stage.

At the same time, many figures rushed out of the pumice stones in all directions.

Nearly a thousand people participated in the first round! Many people's tokens light up in the wooden room.

Among them are Tie Wanqing and Bai Ye!

Bai Ye took off the token and took a look. It was written with clear characters.

Thirty-two!

Is it stage 32?

Bai Ye took a deep breath, stepped a little bit, like a feather, and flew towards the 32nd stage.

"Look at that person, look!"

"Huh? The upper emperor?"

"How did you do it? The upper emperor also came to participate?"

"It's really weird every year, especially this year!"

Many disciples sitting on the pumice stone looked towards Bai Ye. Before Bai Ye was sitting on the pumice stone, everyone did not notice. Now Bai Ye popped out and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"The emperor? Is it someone from the sword repair room?"

"Sword repair room? No? How did I see him jumping out of the wooden room?"

"Hehe, the wooden man room is really degenerate, even the emperor's trash, it seems that the wooden man room is about to become the second sword repair room!"

The thin voice resounded.

The disciples in the wooden room heard the sound, all their faces were green and angry.

White night appeared on the stage, the halo flashed, the ring was tightly wrapped by the barrier. Before the person on the opposite side of the ring arrived, he sat on the ground and waited.

After a while, a woman in a black sword suit flew in and landed on the ring.

"Participants please prepare!"

The referee shouted immediately.

White night got up.

The woman on the opposite side raised her eyes and looked over, but she was taken aback, and Xuan'er was overjoyed.

"Emperor? I actually ran into a great emperor in the first game! Excellent!!! Excellent! It seems that the first game won't take much effort!! Excellent!"

The woman was particularly excited, dancing and dancing, as if she had already won.

Bai Ye did not speak.

He has long been used to this phenomenon.

But seeing the woman come back to her senses, she smiled at Bai Ye: "This junior, you surrender, you are not the opponent of my saint, the strength gap between us is too great. I am not good to hurt you! Leave decently and get a reward for participation, why not do it?"

Bai Ye heard the sound and smiled helplessly: "Senior sister, don't look down on me as an emperor, I am actually very strong."

"Strong?" The woman covered her lips and smiled: "No matter how strong the emperor is, how strong can it be? This junior, you still don't try to be strong, otherwise you will only suffer!"

"How can you say that?"

Bai Ye smiled helplessly, and Xuan'er raised his hand: "How about this, senior sister, in order to prove that I am strong, I will let you three tricks, how about?"

"I think you are crazy!"

The woman shook her head helplessly, and Xuan'er said to the referee: "Can we start?"

The referee nodded and shouted in a low voice: "The duel begins!"

The moment the voice fell to the ground, the woman rushed over, swiftly almost unable to capture the slightest breath!

"Let three tricks? No need, because I will beat you with one trick!"

When the voice fell, the woman didn't even draw her sword, and directly slammed into the white night with a palm.

Wow!

Holy power is like Hong.

Void swings wildly.

This palm is earth-shattering!

however...

Just as the palm of his hand was about to hit the white night, one hand suddenly lifted up and firmly grasped the attacking wrist...

"What?" The woman was stunned.

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