Looking at the strength, I'm afraid it's better than an iron sword.
"My soul power is too weak after all. I still need to continue to practice."
White night thoughts.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
At this moment, a cheerful voice sounded from behind.
Bai Ye turned around and saw an extremely handsome man in white clothes with a long sword on his waist, standing at the back mountain pass.
The man had a smile on his face and clear eyes, giving him a feeling of spring breeze.
Who is this person?
Bai Ye was confused.
The man came over with a smile and sat directly on a big rock next to him.
"There are too many monkeys in the back mountain, so it's not very suitable for practicing. However, there are few people, so it's nice to take a walk and look at the scenery." The man smiled nonchalantly.
"Who are you?" Bai Ye asked.
"A disciple of the Juehun Sect."
"Have you just joined the sect?"
"No, I have been a member of the sect for many years, but I have been working outside the sect recently and just came back today." The man smiled.
"That's it." Bai Ye nodded, turned around and left without saying anything else.
The man didn't care, he was sitting on the big rock as if he was in meditation.
After practicing in the back mountain for so long, it’s time to find an opponent to test my strength.
Early in the morning, Bai Ye went to the wooden man's room in the martial arts field.
Because of his relationship, Murenfang now has a large number of disciples every day, and there is an upper limit on the amount of 'Dharma Soul Pills' that can be redeemed every day. Therefore, in the morning when there are the most people, you may not be able to exchange for 'Dharma Soul Pills' if you arrive late.
Already.
When we walked into the wooden man's room, there was already a fight. Every wooden man was beaten to death, and people began to compete for each other's pendant marks.
But when they saw Bai Ye approaching, everyone was startled and the crowd dispersed, no one dared to provoke him.
He seemed to have a deterrent effect.
Invisibly, he is the owner of the wooden house, because he rewrote the rules here.
Bai Ye walked forward with his wooden sword in hand. The people on both sides were like air. People were whispering, wondering what he was doing here.
The depths of the wooden house are full of high-level wooden figures. The wooden figures here are extremely powerful, with sixth to seventh levels of strength. The risk of coming here to get the mark is extremely high. If you are not careful, your own
The mark was taken away by the wooden man.
Bai Ye targeted several wooden figures and struck instantly. The reaction and strength of these wooden figures were surprisingly strong. After a few strikes, they were completely blocked.
Bai Ye was calm and calm, staring at these wooden figures, with the moves of "Nine Soul Sword Art" echoing in his mind. The ordinary wooden swords gave off a faint red light, which was particularly magical.
The wooden men surrounded him and kept attacking and killing him. Bai Ye moved left and right, hiding and attacking at the same time, and his movements were extremely fast and fierce.
I stayed in this depth for half a day and obtained dozens of marks, but in the end, unfortunately, a wooden man broke the pendant and took away the mark, leaving me helpless.
On the second day, Baiye arrived here early in the morning.
Days like this repeated over and over again, and people got used to him entering the wooden man's room at midnight every day and staying there for the whole day.
Half a month later, the wooden figures deep in the wooden house were no longer a match for Bai Ye. This early in the morning, it only took him half an hour to kill the twenty strongest wooden figures in the wooden house.
The mark was taken away, leaving other disciples amazed.
"This has completely opened up the wooden house! The only ones who can do this are the senior brothers and sisters in the top five on the Dragon and Tiger List, right?"
"It seems that Bai Ye's strength is not only tenth on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, but should be higher."
People were talking about it, and at the same time they were also secretly looking forward to the ranking of the next Juehun Sect's Battle of Dragons and Tigers.
At this time, Bai Ye took the wooden sword and turned around and walked towards the middle of the wooden man's room.
People were filled with doubts. The fight with the wooden figures was over, what else did Bai Ye want to do?
But he walked to the center of the room and stood in front of the dark wooden figure in the center.
Black people!
Everyone's pupils dilated.
This wooden man is extremely special. Although it has a pendant on its body, it will generally not fight with the disciples, nor will the disciples attack it. Instead, it will only move when the disciples violate the rules of the wooden man's room, acting as a bodyguard.
Drive those who violate the rules out of the wooden house.
This wooden man is the manager of the wooden man’s room!
However, neither the rules nor the words of the people say that it cannot be attacked!
The steward responsible for distributing pendants and wooden swords at the door of the wooden house opened his sleepy eyes, with a faint light shining in his pupils. He slowly opened his mouth and said: "This is the black wooden man made by the founder of the wooden house.
It is very powerful, if you want to challenge it, I advise you to practice it before trying it again."
But Bai Ye turned a deaf ear to it. He looked more focused than ever before, his eyes were serious, and he stared at the wooden man with his wooden sword.
The disciples around him suddenly realized!
Bai Ye! You actually want to challenge the Black Italians??
They were stunned, and everyone consciously left the wooden house completely to Bai Ye, but they could not take their eyes away from him.
Strong? The stronger you are, the more you have to fight. Every minute and every second you fight against the strong is an extremely valuable experience!
"What happened?"
At this time, a group of people came outside the wooden man's room.
"Ah? It's Senior Brother Ning Chu!"
"Ning Chu? The fifth one on the dragon and tiger list?"
"Oh my god, why is he here?"
"Hello, Senior Brother Ning!"
"Senior Brother Ning!"
People said hello, and the wooden house was filled with excitement.
The steward who was still looking at Bai Ye frowned, turned his head and shouted: "Stop the noise in the wooden house."
The disciples immediately stopped talking.
Ning Chu, who was dressed in a green robe, walked in accompanied by two disciples. When he saw Bai Ye in the center, who was opposite to the Hei Mu people, he showed a look of surprise.
"I remember that it seemed to be a wooden man used to punish those who did not obey the rules, right? What is this man doing? Who is this man?"
Others immediately explained to Ning Chu.
Ning Chu heard the voice and showed disdain: "So this person is Bai Ye? I have long heard that this person is arrogant and arrogant. I saw it today."
"Senior brother, do you think this guy can beat that Heiyimu man?" the person next to him asked quickly.
"Win?" Ning Chu sneered: "I have seen the strength of this Black Intentional Wood Man. At that time, I was at the ninth level of the Soul Realm. I was thrown out by one of the moves. I am afraid that the same will happen to those in the Qi Soul Realm. Bai Ye? A
Do you think someone who has not even reached the Qi Soul Realm can be an opponent? I think he will be defeated in one move! Just wait and see the joke."
As soon as the voice fell, the white night over there moved.
The wooden sword stabbed straight, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the pendant on the chest of the black-minded wooden man. There was no soul power, no brute force, as if it was just to touch it.
But at the moment when the sword edge was about to approach the pendant, the Heiyimu man also moved.
Bai Ye's heart twitched and he felt that the other party disappeared almost instantly. He tensed up and slashed horizontally with his wooden sword.
Whoosh!
The black Italian wooden man's fist struck the wooden sword.
Click.
The wooden sword shattered instantly, and the soul power on the wooden sword also disintegrated.
Bai Ye's heart tightened, and a terrible pressure hit him from the back of his head.
He leaned over quickly.
Shocking footwork!
Whoosh!
The black Italian iron fist passed by.
But its speed was ridiculously fast, and the blow was dodged. Heiyi Muren immediately dropped his arm and blasted towards Bai Ye.
Flashing Sword Technique!!
Bai Ye's eyes flashed, and he stabbed at the pendant with the broken wooden sword.
But the wooden sword was broken, it was extremely short, and before it even touched the pendant, Heiyi Muren hit him with an elbow on his chest.
boom!
People were knocked to the ground, and the floor of the wooden house was cracked.
Bai Ye, defeated!
The people watching at the door remained silent for a long time, and the scene was eerily quiet.
Although he was defeated, no one dared to laugh at him. Everyone stared at Bai Ye with wide eyes, even Ning Chu, who was ranked fifth on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, was dumbfounded.
One person and one wood, the fighting time is very short, but the excitement is no less than a dragon-tiger duel, and what is even more shocking is Bai Ye's final blow. If the wooden sword continues, maybe he can really defeat the black intention
The pendant on the chest of the wooden figure...
The black man put his hand on Bai Ye's pendant, then stood aside and stopped moving.
Bai Ye stood up in embarrassment, coughed twice, and walked towards the door.
"How? I told you that you are no match for it." The steward took the pendant handed over by Bai Ye and said calmly.
"I will come again tomorrow."
Bai Ye said calmly and walked outside.
The steward was stunned for a moment.
The crowd parted automatically to make way for him.
Everyone's eyes were filled with ardent admiration, and Ning Chu didn't dare to look directly at them. He knew that his ranking of dragon and tiger would probably drop one place.
Bai Ye did not return to his residence, but headed towards the woods.
Along the way, he seemed to have forgotten his pain, and all he could think of was the lightning-like moves of Heimu Ren.
The soul power of the Heiyimu Man is not clever, it was injected into it by the person who made it, but its soul power is extremely clever and does not need to be accumulated at all. But when it restrains with a blow, its soul power surges like a flood.
Come on, it's hard to guard against.
He stood in the forest, pulled out his iron sword, and danced while thinking.
After a while, the person seemed to have an epiphany and fell into deep thought.
"You really have the courage to challenge that Heiyimu man!"
Just then, that hearty laughter came again.
Bai Ye looked around, and the man in white clothes he saw yesterday appeared again.
He came over, sat on the stone, took the wine gourd from his waist, took a sip, and threw it towards Bai Ye.
"Not poisonous!"
"You can see it!" Bai Ye took a big sip and felt his whole body burning, especially happy: "Good wine!"
"Oh? Do you know how to poison?" the man said with a smile.
"You can't tell by looking at the wine, but you can tell by looking at the person." Bai Ye threw the gourd back.
When the man heard this, he thought thoughtfully, and Xuan'er nodded: "People are like wine, and wine is like people. If you can't look at wine, you can also look at people. You are right."
That’s all, I took another sip.
"You mentioned the Black Yimu people before, what happened? Do you know the Black Yimu people very well?" Bai Ye asked.
"Of course, he is a wooden man made by the ancestors of the Juehun Sect, and the soul power contained inside is beyond your imagination." The man smiled and said: "However, you were able to fight with that black-meaning wooden man, and even almost won the prize.
Its pendant, I admire you for that!" After that, he took another sip.
Bai Ye didn't speak, his mind was thinking about the moment of fighting with the Heimu people.
"Don't think so much. The weather is nice today. Let's take a sip for the weather!" the man said casually and threw the gourd away.
Bai Ye caught the gourd, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "You are an interesting person."
The two of them went back and forth, and the small gourd was quickly drained.
"Not enough!" Bai Ye shook his head.
"You guy, you can only exchange a hundred magic soul pills for such a small pot of wine. Do you still want to drink to your heart's content?"
The man smiled bitterly, shook his head, turned and left.
"I'll have a drink with you next time!" came a voice.