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Chapter 485: Punching the Flying Sword

No one thought Ye Bai could take this sword!

In addition to the difference in realm, the most important thing is that Ye Bai underestimates the enemy!

Unless you are a Shinto monk, you would catch a flying sword with your bare hands? Isn’t this funny?

This is the best thing to do if you want to die.

The flying sword is very fast. The moment it enters the human body, it will pierce the entire heart and lungs of the person. The terrifying spiritual power will destroy the meridians immediately, and the person will die without even feeling the pain.

There were a few golden elixir monks present who stared closely at the spiritual light.

To put it simply, they couldn't look at it, but their consciousness had already locked onto this sword light for the first time.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the flying sword approached Ye Bai's eyebrows, and was about to pierce his head!

All the disciples instinctively became nervous.

Shuiyue Zhenren and another Jindan elder even took a step forward with some control, their breath fluctuated, and they were about to save people!

However, at this moment, the sword light stopped!

Ye Bai accurately blocked the sword light with his fist. His eyes showed a strange light, as if he was testing something.

Only Yunlang, Shuiyue Zhenren and another Jindan elder were shocked, with incredible looks in their eyes!

If someone took a closer look at this time, they would find that the sword light did not actually stop.

The sword body, as thin as a cicada's wing, was constantly trembling, and the white sword energy at the tip of the sword was filled with spiritual power that could tear everything apart, and shot onto Ye Bai's five fingers.

Every moment, the flesh and blood on the five fingers of Ye Bai's right hand would be turned into flesh by the milky white sword energy, but in the next moment, strangely, the flesh and blood on Ye Bai's fingers grew back.

Under this cycle, although the power of the flying sword of the Sixth Elder was astonishing, the sword energy became weaker and weaker, and the vibration frequency also dropped by a slight margin.

Under the circumstances, Ye Bai carried it with one hand, and the smile on his face became more and more calm.

"Impossible, how could your fist block my flying sword?"

The Sixth Elder looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes, and the smile on his face solidified!

If someone had told him before that he could fly swords with his fists, he would have twisted the opponent's head, but at this moment, he believed it.

At this moment, behind Ye Bai's Qi Sea, a steady stream of Qi and blood spurted out from the two blood crystals. The blood species were linked in the blood crystals, emitting some kind of resonance similar to the heart!

"Bang!"

Every powerful rhythm will create a blood mist that is almost blue-purple. These blood mist effects are extremely powerful and can repair all injuries in a very short period of time!

This was the method that Su Mei personally taught him during the Southern Territory Competition that day!

It was precisely because of that amazing effect that Ye Bai became very interested in Shinto techniques.

What shocked Ye Bai the most was that Elder Su Mei actually only said one word to him that day.

In other words, that is a very strange syllable.

Until now, Ye Bai still couldn't understand that word, or what that syllable actually meant.

But just such a strange syllable caused the blood crystals and blood seeds in Ye Bai's body to undergo some strange changes, as if there was a mysterious connection with some mysterious power.

Just like now, when Ye Bai uses the power of blood, his strength does not necessarily increase, but his repair ability increases exponentially.

"Clang!"

The flying sword lost its spiritual power and fell to the ground.

It was a light sword about three feet long. Under the sunlight, it shone with cold light, delicate and small.

Ye Bai lowered his head and glanced at his palm. Sword marks could be faintly seen on the knuckles on his back, but as soon as the purple blood emerged, these sword marks were wiped away one by one.

"Now, I'm going to take action."

Ye Bai raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly. He stamped his feet and flew across the space like a beast. He leaped high and punched the sixth elder on the head!

Only then did the Sixth Elder react. His expression changed drastically, and he summoned the flying sword without hesitation.

However, it was already a little late.

"Bang!"

Ye Bai's fist suddenly moved down and hit the sixth elder on the chest.

For a moment, under everyone's stunned gaze, the Sixth Elder's body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and then hit the floor heavily!

The whole place was silent, and everyone looked at each other in shock!

Sixth Elder, lost so cleanly?

"Cough cough cough!"

On the ground, the Sixth Elder got up in an extremely embarrassed state. His clothes were messy and his face was covered with a strange flush. However, his eyes were fixed on Ye Bai, full of disbelief.

At that moment, he felt as if he had been hit head-on by a giant beast capable of lifting a thousand kilograms!

That kind of power is definitely not something that normal monks can possess!

"Aren't you a sword cultivator? Aren't you an alchemist? Why do you have so much strength?"

The sixth elder's face was full of disbelief. It was not that he couldn't accept that he had lost. What he couldn't accept was that none of the methods and secret techniques that Ye Bai had used in the Southern Region Competition were used at this time.

Already lost!

It’s just a fist!

Ye Bai smiled mysteriously and asked: "Sixth Elder, do you know me well?"

The Sixth Elder shook his head subconsciously.

Ye Bai rolled his eyes and said confidently: "Since you don't know me well, what's so strange about this? I don't just know swordsmanship."

"this……"

The Sixth Elder was speechless. Although this was theoretically the case, it didn't sound right!

"Hey, forget it, I lose, I am willing to join the Tianjian Sect, Ye Bai, you are really a monster!"

The Sixth Elder sighed and looked a little lonely, but his eyes when looking at Ye Bai were full of complexity.

Ye Bai's words just now had a huge impact on him, especially since the other person was only seventeen years old.

And what about him?

The Sixth Elder remembered that he was already over two hundred years old this year.

The more he thought about it, the more the Sixth Elder became less interested. Ye Bai was already such a monster, so naturally it would be impossible for the Divine Sword Sect to be re-established.

His so-called persistence naturally has no meaning.

Ye Bai was overjoyed when he heard this, laughed, and said: "Sixth Elder, don't worry, you will never regret today's decision. If the Divine Sword Sect can give you, I, the Tianjian Sect, will naturally not send you away."

The Sixth Elder waved his hands and said, "I don't value these."

Ye Bai was somewhat satisfied in his heart. The reason why he deliberately provoked the Sixth Elder to compete with him was actually because he valued the Sixth Elder. (To be continued)


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