Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the sky, and said calmly: "Then, the four of you will come together!"
Four rays of sword light rushed towards the platform. When the sword light receded, they were four middle-aged men.
Four powerful auras emerged, and the four people looked at Ye Shaohan solemnly. Only when they actually faced this figure did they realize how terrifying this person was.
Like heaven and earth, the four of them suppressed this absurd idea without any hesitation, and four bright sword lights shot out.
The sword light converged into a sky-reaching sword pillar. The sword pillar spanned the entire void and was dozens of feet long. Four completely different sword intentions spread within it.
The most powerful blow from the four fake spirit masters! In just an instant, Ye Shaohan's figure was shrouded by the sword pillar that penetrated the heaven and the earth. The sword's intention was to pull the power of the heaven and the earth, destroying the heaven and the earth.
At this moment, the whole world was silent, and countless eyes were focused on the sword pillar that penetrated the heaven and earth. How would that person deal with this sword?
The wind blows, the snow flies, and the place where the snow falls is the sword pillar. The thin snowflakes fall on the sword pillar, and the sword energy gathers, and the sword pillar formed by the condensed sword intention cannot bear the weight of the snowflakes, and crashes
Broken apart.
The broken sword pillars turned into gusts of cold wind, which shook the flying snow all over the sky.
And a figure in white clothes walked out of the strong wind, stepping on the snowflakes, and its clothes made a rustling sound.
"Broken!" However, the figure of Shengxue in white turned into nothingness, and at the same time, four dull sounds echoed in the four corners in vain.
Bang bang! The four figures were like kites with broken strings, falling feebly towards the sect steps below.
Ye Shaohan's figure reappeared where he was standing before, looking at the four embarrassed figures with an indifferent expression.
"Afterimage!" Jian Yu's face was solemn. The figure that appeared earlier was an afterimage. At that moment, Ye Shaohan launched an offensive.
"It's so fast, all the attacks come from the flash of lightning!" The master of Bajian Pavilion also whispered. The young man became more and more terrifying. At least a few months ago, he did not have such speed.
The terrifying force exploded, and the four people were not killed, but their whole bodies seemed to temporarily lose consciousness, and their bodies fell hard on the sect steps.
After doing all this, Ye Shaohan turned around, raised his sword finger slightly, turned his body, pointed his sword finger at the location of the unqualified sect below, and said lightly: "Let's go up together!"
Quiet! The surroundings quieted down, and the only sound left was the sound of snow falling to the ground.
The unfavorable sect leaders all looked at Ye Shaohan in astonishment. He wanted to challenge everyone on his own?
A strange atmosphere filled the hearts of everyone. There were nearly a hundred non-liu sects present. Therefore, there were at least thirty fake spiritual masters among these non-liu sects.
Even if an ordinary Spirit Master Realm warrior encounters so many fake Spirit Master Realm warriors, he still has to stay away for a while.
With his eyes closed tightly, Ye Shaohan quietly waited for these people's decisions.
The absolute silence brought an inexplicable pressure to people. These unworthy sect leaders looked at each other several times but still did not move.
In their decades of practice, this is definitely the first time they have encountered such a thing.
"Come together, are we really so helpless?" A low-ranking sect leader whispered, and stood up suddenly, his terrifying aura filling the air.
"I'll do it!" The lowly sect leader took a step forward and landed directly on the platform.
Opening his eyes, Ye Shaohan looked at the angry old man in front of him and said lightly: "Not enough!"
Bang bang! Dozens of breaths emerged again, and dozens more figures jumped onto the platform. Looking at these figures, Ye Shaohan still said the same sentence: "Not enough!"
Bang bang bang bang! All the unworthy sect leaders present stood up and stepped on the platform.
Nearly hundreds of terrifying auras condensed out, forming a general trend that enveloped Ye Shaohan.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan finally chuckled, looking at the sky with slightly confused eyes: "In a beautiful city, everything can be tilted, and snow can also be used as a sword to tilt the world!"
"This snow should be heavier!"
On the huge platform, hundreds of terrifying auras condensed in the sky.
The auras of the fake Spirit Master Realm and the Spirit Sect Realm gathered together to form a terrifying pressure.
This coercion tightly enveloped Ye Shaohan, but the snow around him became heavier and heavier, and the more it fell, the weirder it became.
The snow ignored the terrifying pressure and still fell lightly on the platform. Standing in the wind and snow, Ye Shaohan still looked indifferent.
Standing on the sect steps, Ye Shaolan's beautiful eyes were always fixed on that figure. Looking at the densely packed figures around him, Ye Shaolan couldn't help but feel a little worry in his eyes.
But one thing Ye Shaolan can believe in is that Ye Shaohan will defeat those people.
This is not only firmly believed by Ye Shaolan, but also by Qing Jue and others. Jian Xue half-squinted her eyes and looked at Ye Shaohan with a little fighting spirit in her eyes, "You are stronger than a few months ago!"
Snow fell on Ye Shaohan's slightly pale face. Ye Shaohan raised his head and took a step forward with a calm expression. This step was like stepping on the hearts of nearly hundreds of inferior sect leaders.
Bang bang! The sound of footsteps was as loud as thunder, hovering in the sky. In an instant, countless sword energy transformed into the void, and sword intentions were also condensed.
"Everyone, let's do it!" A cold shout sounded. Before the cold shout could finish, the bright sword light had already torn the void into pieces, covering up the flying snowflakes.
Standing in the center of the platform, Ye Shaohan could see at a glance the dense shadows of swords.
Without any escape route, Ye Shaohan was completely enveloped by the sword's power.
"Snow can be used as a sword, a sword that can conquer the world!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, raising his right hand, and the sword finger suddenly clicked down.
In an instant, boundless snowflakes gathered towards Ye Shaohan. As Ye Shaohan pointed his sword finger, the snowflakes condensed into sword leaves.
The entire void seemed to have become a sea of swords. Ye Shaohan pointed a few fingers at random. For the first time, Ye Shaohan's sword intent spread out and merged into the snow.
Snow was originally dead, but Ye Shaohan gave it sword intent, so it became alive.
Whoosh! The snowflakes shot out. In the astonished eyes of everyone, these thin snowflakes tore into the void, pierced through the shadows of the swords, and their roars suddenly resounded.
The leader of the Buruiu Sect, who was raising his sword, looked at the snowflakes falling in the sky in horror. Each snowflake was condensed with a terrifying sword intention.
The snow fell and fell on these people. The sword intent on their bodies disappeared immediately, and the condensed sword intent was also destroyed.
The snow is falling harder and harder, covering the sky and the earth, and the entire void is shrouded in it. The vast sky and the earth are all shrouded under this snow.
On Fengzong Island, those magnificent buildings are all covered with snow.
The prince opened his eyes and stared at the falling snow in the sky, "Snowflakes are really beautiful, and only snowflakes are the purest existence in the world, aren't they?"
"That person is not as annoying as I thought!" With a low aim, the prince looked at the white-clothed Shengxue figure below, with an evil smile on his lips.
Luo Rui, who was standing behind the prince, also raised his head, held the falling snowflakes between his fingers, and said helplessly: "But, I still hate this snow!"
"But one day, this snow will fall on the entire continent!" The prince slowly closed his eyes, "Not only the Martial God Nebula, but also the Tiangang Nebula!"
"Isn't that why princelings exist?" Luo Rui also closed his eyes.
This strange snow also disturbed the mood of everyone present, and everyone had different reactions. However, this snow was undoubtedly a disaster for those unconventional sect leaders, and each piece of snow represented a condensed sword intent.
The snow was earth-shattering. The snow fell on those people, and those people spurted out blood. They couldn't bear the snow. When the snow fell, a striking sword mark appeared.
In an instant, among the flying snowflakes, streaks of blood light suddenly appeared, like blooming snow lotuses, blooming in vain in the void.
The blood that spurted out dyed the flying snow red, and the snow became more and more weird.
When the snow fell, every unworthy sect leader's body seemed to be smashed down by a huge force, and the whole person stepped back, his face extremely pale.
There was an eerie silence all around, only the dull sounds could be heard, and the silhouettes were like kites with broken strings, weakly falling from the platform and landing on the sect steps.
There were fewer and fewer figures on the platform, and more and more figures below the clan level. If Ye Shaohan hadn't shown his murderous intention, those people would have become cold corpses.
Until finally, there was only one figure left on the entire platform.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the snow, on the white-clothed figure Sheng Xue. Snowflakes were flying around him, but they did not fall on him.
In just a few breaths of time, nearly hundreds of inferior sect leaders present were defeated, defeated by this strange snow.
Those people stood up one after another and looked at the figure standing on the platform with complicated expressions.
A random sect leader took a step forward and whispered: "Thank you for your mercy!" After saying that, the sect leader turned around and returned to his sect.
"Thank you for your mercy!" More and more people said, they were indeed defeated, but they were convinced that they were indeed not as good as the Sword God Sect Sect Master.
Looking at the departing figures, Ye Shaohan's eyes were still so indifferent. He raised his head, looked at the old man standing in the void, and said calmly: "I have defeated all the unworthy sect leaders present!"
"So according to the rules, the Sword God Sect is already a third-rate sect, right?" Ye Shaohan's voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth and spread, blending into the wind and snow.
Hearing this, the old man nodded and said slowly: "According to the rules, the Sword God Sect is promoted to a third-rate sect!"
"Now that the challenge is over, let's continue today's Zongbi!" The old man raised his right hand, and the stone sword inserted on the platform made a clear sword chant, and the sword energy began to magically appear again.
But at this moment, Ye Shaohan spoke again: "Is it over?"