"Little belly chicken intestine!"

Finally, someone couldn't help it and cursed secretly.

"That's it, just because we insulted him, he couldn't save him? This white night is too disgusting!" the person next to him agreed.

"Elder, this guy didn't put us in Ling Xuantang's eyes at all! Elder, we should give this guy some color, or else this guy won't be able to crawl on our heads and shit?"

"Yes!"

"Elder, if he doesn't cultivate the magic circle, let's force him to do it! Want him to look good! He is a small disciple, can he still fight you?"

Those disciples said one after another.

"Shut up all of you!"

Wen Xiaoxuan lowered his throat and roared.

This roar fell to the ground, and all the disciples were silent for a moment.

People all stared at him.

I saw Wen Xiaoxuan glaring at those disciples, pointing at Bai Ye and shouting: "Whoever insulted Bai Ye just now, get out of here and apologize to him! Quick!"

When the disciples heard the sound, their faces changed drastically.

"Elder, this..." someone still wanted to speak, but was directly interrupted by Wen Xiaoxuan.

"Either go and apologize, or get out of Ling Xuan Hall, have you heard?"

Wen Xiaoxuan's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, he roared, and there was almost no expression on his face.

Everyone was taken aback.

People also understand that Wen Xiaoxuan is not joking...

Because apart from this method, he has no other options.

He believed that with Bai Ye's method, even if he asked for Bai Ye in the past, Bai Ye would not ignore him. After all, Bai Ye would dare to kill even the elders.

What is it to ignore him as an elder?

At present, the only way to invite Bai Ye to take action is to let Ling Xuantang people apologize and calm Bai Ye's anger.

The disciples looked at Wen Xiaoxuan in amazement, and saw the elder's expression so serious that all the eggplants that suddenly looked like frost were all wilted.

"Yes, elder!"

The disciples said helplessly, hesitated, and walked towards Bai Ye's together, holding their fists and bowing, apologizing for their previous words and deeds.

How peculiar is this scene.

The disciples in the seats looked towards this.

"Huh?" On Zizhu Pavilion's side, Qin Jiyue frowned Liu's eyebrows and stared at Bai Ye.

"Miss, what is this for?" Peony next to her poked her head out, with a trace of worry in her eyes, and hurriedly asked Qin Jiyue.

"I don't know, this guy, I want him to die soon!" Qin Jiyue snorted, looked back, and moved to the stage again.

Shaoyao still pays attention to Bai Ye, but seeing those in Ling Xuantang doesn't seem to be looking for Bai Ye's troubles, and Shaoyao's tight little face can't help but gradually relax.

just...

Although Ling Xuantang's disciples came to apologize, Bai Ye still did not move.

Even... he still kept his eyes closed, sitting cross-legged, motionless, as if he hadn't heard the words of these disciples at all...

Upon seeing this, Wen Xiaoxuan seemed to vaguely understand something.

He took a deep breath and walked over directly.

"Elder?"

Ling Xuantang's disciples changed their colors.

Even Bing Yunyan was taken aback.

Could it be...

Bai Ye wants Wen Xiaoxuan to apologize to him?

This is no small matter!

You know, most of the elders of the gods are sitting here, even the sect master is here, and there are so many foreign guests here, if Bai Ye really dares to do this, once it spreads out, then it is worth it?

When the time comes, the sect will not only have a dull face, but the sect master will be furious. Then not only will Wen Xiaoxuan's face be dull, but even the white night will be unable to eat.

Bing Yunyan was in a hurry, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but he walked a few steps forward, but he didn't know what to say.

I saw Wen Xiaoxuan standing in front of Bai Ye and hesitating for a long time.

All the eyes around him focused on him.

He didn't know how long he spoke, and said hoarsely: "White night, the previous things were all misunderstandings...Don't go to your heart. You and Ximing are in the same school anyway. You can't die without saving. Go and fix the magic circle..."

The sound was not loud, but everyone heard it really.

Wen Xiaoxuan's words meant that he had bowed his head.

can...

Bai Ye did not move.

Still as before, deaf ears.

"Bai Ye..." Wen Xiaoxuan patiently called out again: "I know you have a prejudice against me Ling Xuantang. Whether it is the feast with Bingwutang before or today, you are definitely not happy, but ...I have already said that it is all a misunderstanding..."

Speaking of this, Wen Xiaoxuan's tone was already very soft, and his posture was also lowered.

However... Bai Ye still looks like that, as if he is independent of the world.

"you..."

Many of Ling Xuantang's disciples were furious.

"Senior Sister, it's not good. The anger in Senior Brother Zhong has started to volatilize again. If this continues, once the anger is gone, it will be impossible to save!"

At this time, a disciple of Bing Xintang shouted away.

"What?" Bing Yunyan's face changed drastically.

The faces of those Ling Xuantang disciples were all pale.

They gritted their teeth, hesitated, trembled, angry, and anxious.

Finally, the disciples of Ling Xuantang couldn't bear it anymore.

He saw someone rush forward suddenly, his knees softened.

Puff!

Kneeling heavily on the ground.

His eyes flushed, and he shouted at Bai Ye: "Brother Bai, I was the one who insulted you just now. It's because I am not good. It is because my mouth is bad. I apologize to you, please! Please help Brother Zhong! As long as you can save Brother Zhong, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

After finishing speaking, the disciple kowtowed directly towards Bai Ye.

"Brother..."

Many people exhaled in pain.

The other Ling Xuantang disciples didn't hesitate, all rushed over, kneeling and kowtow.

Ever since, a weird picture appeared on the logistics side of the Shentian Temple.

However, the attention of the people on the scene was all focused on the fierce fighting on the field, and only a few of them saw this shocking scene.

Watching his disciples kneel and bow to the disciples of the Soul Martial Hall in order to save Zhong Ximing, Wen Xiaoxuan's heart was like a knife twist.

He took a deep breath, and there was a firmness in his eyes, as if he had made some decision, then he stepped forward a few steps, raised his arms, and wanted to make a move.

Bing Yunyan and others behind were shocked.

Does Wen Xiaoxuan really want to apologize to Bai Ye? And still apologize?

This is the treatment that the palace master has!

But... Bing Yunyan couldn't stop Wen Xiaoxuan.

At this time, they could only watch Wen Xiaoxuan's next movements.

however...

Just as Wen Xiaoxuan was about to apologize, Bai Ye opened his eyes.

"Okay, Elder Wen, stop!"

An indifferent voice rushed into Wen Xiaoxuan's ears, and Wen Xiaoxuan trembled immediately.

Ling Xuantang's disciples all raised their heads and looked at Bai Ye.

But seeing Bai Ye standing up, patted the clothes, and said lightly, "Elder Wen, it's enough..."

"This..."

"What I want is not your apology, but your attitude. Before, I kindly reminded Senior Sister Bing to ask her to save Zhong Ximing by using the array. That was a good intention from me, but because I am a member of the Soul Martial Hall , So I don't trust me, despise me, even put myself in a high position to despise me! And now, I just want you to recognize yourself!" Bai Ye said lightly.

The people looked at each other.

Wen Xiaoxuan was also a little surprised, but didn't know what to say.

"You are willing to do this step, I think you should recognize it clearly, since this is the case, I will take action to save Zhong Ximing!"

Bai Ye said lightly, and moved towards the magic circle.

Ling Xuantang's disciples hurriedly stepped aside.

Wen Xiaoxuan moaned his lower lip and opened his mouth and said, "Then...please, Bai Ye..."

Bai Ye didn't speak, but walked to the magic circle, his hands were like spirit snakes, easily grasping the source of the magic circle, and swung lightly.

Click.

The array source made an abnormal noise, and then it was directly restored to its original state.

The disciples of Bing Xintang beside him all cried out in secret.

Then Bai Ye raised his hand again, and accumulated a spirit energy at his fingertips, actually using his finger as a pen to carve the formation pattern that was erased by the ice cloud.

The repair process is not long.

However, Bai Ye's several movements can be described as flowing clouds and flowing water, and the people watching them are relaxed and happy, as if they are appreciating a masterpiece.

Everyone around was exclaimed.

Wen Xiaoxuan was also surprised.

From these actions, he could see that Bai Ye was indeed a genius of Dow, I was afraid...not much worse than the fifth elder Zhong Yan...

This is the real master of formation!

After a while, Bai Ye stopped the urging of his spirit energy, and said lightly: "Sister Bing, this magic circle is based on your ancient magic circle. Many parts of it are very fragile, so you just touched this. When the power of the magic circle affects its trajectory, it suddenly stops. You can't touch it anymore. On the contrary, you have to keep the magic circle operating and maintain it!"

"Then what should I do?" Bing Yunyan said hurriedly.

"Very simple."

Bai Ye said indifferently: "Control its array source, array pattern, and array points with the Qi, so that it will not collapse due to the violent array when operating at high speed!"

When the voice fell, Bai Ye pressed his hand on the magic circle.

In an instant, the magic circle was reactivated.

A large number of forces once again enveloped Zhong Ximing.

The people around were breathing tightly, and their eyes were burning.

Bing Yunyan was also quite excited, and nodded repeatedly: "Teached!"

The magic circle is urged normally, and the power is rippling.

In a short while, Zhong Ximing's body was rejuvenated.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and he came back to life.

"Brother!"

Ling Xuantang's disciples all shouted excitedly.

Wen Xiaoxuan secretly wiped his tears, and the scene of losing and recovering made him feel so complicated.

After a while, Bai Ye stopped the urging of the circle, and said lightly: "Take him down to recuperate. He should be able to recover from this situation in a few months."

"Yes Yes..."

"Thank you Brother Bai!"

"Thank you Brother Bai!"

...

The people of Ling Xuantang excitedly moved towards Bai Ye, and circling and cautiously put Zhong Ximing off the circle.

"Bai Ye, thank you very much!"

Wen Xiaoxuan also walked over and said gratefully.

"You're welcome, as long as the elders don't trouble me in the future, we are still the same clan." Bai Ye said lightly.

Wen Xiaoxuan heard the sound, a little embarrassed, but didn't say much.

Seeing this, Bing Yunyan was in a very good mood and said with a smile, "Bai Ye, thanks to you this time."

"It's okay." Bai Ye said lightly, and then took his hand back.

The disciples of Bing Xin Tang were immediately excited.

Everything seems to be much better than imagined.

The tense atmosphere on the scene instantly became jubilant.

Many disciples of Bing Xintang looked at Bai Ye with adoring eyes.

But at this moment...

Boom!

There was a muffled noise.

Just looking at the center of the arena, Liu Shoudao, who was fighting Chen Huru, flew out in an instant. Before he landed, countless sword energy had penetrated his body.

Wow!

When a person fell on the ground, it was like a broken bronze mirror, instantly torn apart, turning into hundreds of fragments, and being dismembered to death on the spot!

"what?"

The audience was in an uproar.

Liu Shoudao died like this?

And... the death is so miserable...

"not good!"

Bing Yunyan's face was pale.

"Send someone to collect his corpse. Don't save this person. The corpse was cut into pieces. It is not easy to heal. It needs a lot of spirit energy to support. Let me come!"

Bai Ye said lightly, and walked to the side of the circle again.

Bing Yunyan nodded again and again, and hurriedly said to the disciple: "Quickly, go get Brother Liu's body!"

"Yes, Senior Sister!"

The disciple Bing Xintang hurriedly rushed to the arena...