However, Wang Ziyuan's face turned red as if he had been greatly humiliated. He made a seal with his right hand, and a faint khaki aura shot towards Ye Bai!
This aura is clearly wrapped in a flying sword!
The sword light was brilliant and the speed was extremely fast. In an instant, it was in front of Ye Bai.
"This is... a flying sword?"
"I really didn't expect that Wang Ziyuan would practice the Flying Sword Ceremony to such an extent. Tsk, tsk, tsk, now it's a good show."
"Ye Bai always thinks highly of himself. People like this usually don't end well."
"I don't know how Ye Bai feels when he is beaten instead of pretending to be cool."
After a series of exclamations, the monks all looked at Ye Bai as if they were watching a joke.
Ye Bai seemed to have seen and heard nothing, and quietly looked at the flying sword that had reached the edge of his eyebrows.
"Faster, faster!"
Wang Ziyuan suppressed his heart that was about to beat, and his face was filled with ecstasy!
The fierce battle he originally thought did not happen. In fact, he certainly did not think that Ye Bai was stupid. The reason why this happened was because Ye Bai underestimated the enemy!
The most terrifying thing about flying swords, apart from their power, is their speed. If you are not careful, even if your strength is one level higher, you will easily be attacked and killed.
Outside the court, Elder Cangyun of the Xihe Sword Sect also laughed and said proudly: "Master Shuiyue, it seems that you, Ye Bai, are going to be completely embarrassed this time."
"That's not necessarily the case." Elder Shuiyue smiled and didn't explain too much.
Elder Cangyun smiled coldly and said: "It's just a foundation-building cultivation, but it is so arrogant. The Tianjian Sect is nothing more than this."
"Chief, elder, look..."
At this moment, behind Elder Cangyun, Pang Jin was being supported by two disciples, but his eyes were filled with fear.
Elder Cangyun scolded him with great displeasure: "There is no place for you to talk here!"
Pang Jin remembered that he was about to cry and couldn't help but said: "Elder, I want you to see Senior Brother Wang Ziyuan!"
Elder Cangyun seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, he quickly turned his head and looked towards the field.
Only then did he notice that the sounds around him had disappeared without realizing it, and were replaced by silence.
In the field, a blood-colored vortex appeared in Ye Bai's hand at some point. The vortex was not big. However, when Qi Pu appeared, the flying sword exuding an earthy yellow aura seemed to feel danger.
He was actually trembling.
Wang Ziyuan's expression changed greatly, and he made seals with his right hand repeatedly. However, the frequency of shaking of the flying sword instantly increased a lot, and even the entire sword body was moving uncontrollably towards the bloody vortex.
"What's going on?"
Wang Ziyuan was shocked and extremely anxious!
You must know that the natal flying sword has an extremely close connection with divine consciousness, otherwise the monk would not be able to control the flying sword out of thin air.
However, the more this happens, the more it means that once something happens to the natal flying sword, it will often suffer backlash, not to mention that the spiritual consciousness will be greatly weakened, and it is even possible that the sea of consciousness will be shaken, and you will become a fool.
"It's so boring."
Ye Bai waved his hand casually, and the bloody vortex in his hand shot towards the earth-yellow flying sword.
In an instant, a thin "clicking" sound suddenly came to mind.
Bloody whirlpools formed on the earth-yellow flying sword, and then cracks quickly opened like spider webs.
"Bang!"
The khaki flying sword turned into countless fragments, and was slowly attracted into the gradually forming bloody vortex, and finally disappeared!
Ye Bai made a casual move, and the bloody vortex returned to his hand, and then integrated into his body.
Wang Ziyuan's eyes showed despair, his face turned pale, he opened his mouth and said "Wow", spitting out a large mouthful of blood!
The monks who were familiar with Wang Ziyuan even glared at Ye Bai, but unfortunately, there was no reaction on Ye Bai's face.
The thousands of monks around were silent, as if they were caught in some strange emotion.
"Ye Baisheng!"
After a long while, in mid-air, the great elder of Ruyi Sect took a deep look at Ye Bai, and then said slowly.
This sentence suddenly woke everyone up.
Cangyun, the elder of the Xihe Sword Sect, was filled with resentment and stared at Ye Bai coldly.
Elder Shuiyue laughed and said proudly: "Fellow Daoist Cang, I have already said that before the end of anything, we'd better not jump to conclusions."
"Shuiyue, don't be complacent. Let's wait and see. Our Xihe Sword Sect is in trouble, but your Tianjian Sect will not end well either. I want to see how your genius disciple is doing in Wanjian Sect."
In front of you, will you die in an extremely miserable way?"
Elder Cang shouted sharply.
Master Shuiyue's face suddenly became ugly.
The Ten Thousand Sword Sect has always been a big rock weighing on the Heavenly Sword Sect's head. For these older generation of Tianjian Sect monks, if the Ten Thousand Sword Sect is not eliminated, they will not be able to let go.
The other monks looked at each other in confusion, but the way they looked at Ye Bai became very different.
Although there have been speculations and rumors about Ye Bai's strength before, it is impossible for everyone to come to watch Ye Bai's competition during the arena competition.
But at this moment, in front of all the participating monks and sect elders, Ye Bai showed great strength!
Not only did he forcefully destroy the flying sword of a foundation-building monk, but now he also eliminated the person.
What kind of strength is this?
I'm afraid those disciples from the ten major sects are about the same, right?
At this moment, in the courtyard belonging to the ten major sects, the scene about Ye Bai's action was repeatedly watched by many monks, and they seemed to get some clues from it.
Soon, these talented disciples from the ten major sects seemed to have discovered something interesting.
In the courtyard of Wanjian Sect, the great elder Huang Cheng was furious and furious!
And these things will become an important part of Ye Bai's legend after this Southern Region Competition and be widely spread!
On the square, in the winner's circle.
Ye Bai touched his nose, looked at the monks who were glaring at him with a smile and said, "You don't have to look at me like that. If you think I'm being too harsh, or that I've violated the rules, or just be more careful."
, if you see that I am unhappy, you can challenge me directly, and I allow you to join me."
Do I allow you to come together?
The whole place was in an uproar!
Even the elder of the Ruyi Sect in mid-air had brilliant eyes. He couldn't help but think... How many years has it been before such a figure has appeared?