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Chapter 1,791 Despair

"ah?"

Wei Canyang was completely stupid.

The surroundings were even more frightened. How could they have thought that Bai Ye, a true soul realm person, also knew the art of time backflow, and... it also acted on them.

There is no way that the ordinary true soul realm can have such a method!

"No!!"

Wei Canyang roared shrillly.

This time, Bai Ye's sword slashed straight towards Wei Canyang without any hesitation.

Bang!

The moment the sword blade split his head, Wei Canyang's body suddenly exploded with a large amount of terrifying soul energy. Then, all soul energy was ignited, melting the surrounding earth into magma...

This is Wei Canyang's life-saving technique!

Bai Ye was forced to retreat again.

However, at this moment, Wei Canyang was already bleeding, his head was split 30% open, and he fell to the ground, dying.

Bai Ye glanced at Wei Canyang and wanted to finish the fight, but the disciples of the Bingwu Hall rushed over again.

"Looking for death!" Bai Ye's eyes were ferocious, and he simply turned around and walked towards the disciples.

"Kill!" The disciples of the Bingwu Hall all seemed to be crazy and rushed towards Bai Ye. Everyone's eyes were full of resentment and hideousness.

Bai Ye is clearly humiliating them.

A disciple of the Soul Martial Arts Hall, not only did he lose the chief, but he dared to attack their entire military martial arts hall!

Lawless!

Isn't this a naked provocation or something?

"Drill this person, don't hold back!" A disciple of the Soul Martial Arts Hall roared and held his sword and stabbed Bai Ye.

The violent aura filled with the sword blade seemed to be able to break the sky and the earth, invincible, piercing Bai Ye's powerful neck!

Bai Ye didn't do anything polite, nor did he hold back, and slashed over with a backhanded sword.

Bang!

An abnormal noise appeared.

The attacking sword was instantly split into two halves.

"What?"

The disciple was shocked. Before the person could react, Bai Ye's power released was already fiercely attacking through his broken sword.

The man trembled wildly, and before he could calm down his body, Li Huang's sword had already attacked him and directly cut off his head.

Puff!

An abnormal noise came out.

Before the disciple could land, he fell heavily to the ground, his body separated and blood flowed all over the ground.

A disciple of the Military and Military Hall died tragically on the spot!

"ah?"

Screams came out.

"He...he killed Senior Brother Ma!"

"This guy from the Soul Martial Arts Hall actually...has actually killed our people?"

"Bastard! Bastard!"

"Unforgivable!"

"Avenge Senior Brother Ma!"

The disciples of the Bingwu Temple were shocked and angry, and rushed towards each other angrily, like crazy beasts, pushing towards Bai Ye. Everyone's eyes were filled with the meaning of trying to peel Bai Ye's cramps and skin.

"Hurry! Go and help Bai Ye!"

The Soul Martial Hall immediately exploded, and Cao Yingli shouted.

Everyone rushed over.

But at this moment...

"Wu Xiao Divine Realm!"

Bai Ye shouted softly, and a force of domain burst out from his body instantly, covering all directions.

"What?"

"Is this...the power of the domain?"

The two miscellaneous elders changed their faces.

The field opened, Bai Ye raised his hand and pointed: "Shock!"

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong...

All the disciples were inexplicably under terrifying pressure, and their movements slowed down.

Bai Ye's eyes were cold and he raised his sword and slashed over.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish...

The Lihuang sword was like a god of death, and it was cut all around the necks of these disciples.

When Bai Ye takes back the power of the domain.

Plop...
Chapter completed!
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