The young monk was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Indeed, no matter how Ye Bai himself is, this is his own business after all, so what does it have to do with him?
But this greatly exceeded the young monk's expectations, and his plan failed.
The young monk was irritable, but his mouth became more and more sarcastic. He said contemptuously: "I heard that you dared to challenge my senior brother of Ruyi Sect. I originally thought that you still had some backbone and some arrogance among geniuses.
Yes, but I didn't expect you to be so cowardly, it's really unexpected."
Ye Bai said seriously: "But that still has nothing to do with you. Is your duty to comment on the many geniuses in this oasis city?"
The young monk suddenly blushed and shouted: "Ye Bai, don't be so presumptuous. I might as well tell you the truth. It's absolutely impossible for you to go in. If I were you, I wouldn't come here today."
Here, because this is just asking for humiliation!"
Ye Bai was not surprised by this result. He smiled and said, "What if I have to go in today?"
A flying sword flew out of the young monk's storage bag. After spinning around his body, the tip of the sword was aimed at Ye Bai's eyebrows!
The aura belonging to the late stage of Jindan emitted, and the sword intent suddenly became powerful, turning into a chilling murderous intent!
The young monk slapped the table and stood up, saying in a cold voice: "Do you think I'm standing here just for show?"
Ye Bai suppressed his smile a little and asked: "Before I entered the secret realm, the master of your Ruyi Sect had already announced that I could enter the tower to practice for a month. Now that you are blocking me from entering the tower, are you trying to disobey your master?
What do you mean?"
"Huh, you also said that was before you entered the secret realm. It can't be done now. Ye Bai, I advise you to leave on your own. Otherwise, don't blame me for the ruthlessness of the flying sword in my hand!"
As if to match the young monk's words, the flying sword floating in front of Ye Bai had a green light floating on it, which was cold and dazzling.
Ye Bai glanced at the young monk lightly and said, "Please enlighten me."
The young monk was immediately laughed out of anger, especially when many monks from other sects were staring at this place. He felt that he could not lose the prestige of his sect, so he raised his brows and snorted coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"
The flying sword emitting green light shuddered, and then passed through the space in an instant, arriving in front of Ye Bai.
This sword is quite amazing!
Many monks who looked at this scene brightened their eyes, showing appreciation.
Although most sects do not list flying swords as their main practice method, in fact, every young monk will choose a flying sword as his natal object. Except for Wanjian Sect, the monks of other sects
How far one can reach on the sword-controlling path depends entirely on one's talent and luck.
There is no doubt that this young disciple of Ruyi Sect who is responsible for guarding the tower has good talent and luck in sword control.
Many people want to take a look. Faced with such a sword, can Ye Bai succeed?
So under various gazes, Ye Bai raised his head. He was not in a hurry to summon his flying sword, but instead showed an unexplainable smile to the young monk in front of him.
"court death!"
The young monk's face darkened slightly and he said angrily.
However, Ye Bai just stretched his hand forward casually, and then the dark green flying sword stopped and stopped moving forward.
It's not that the flying sword doesn't want to move forward, it's just that no matter how it vibrates and consumes its spiritual power, it can't break through the two fingers clamping the sword body.
Ye Bai's fingers are slender and very white. If you don't look at the face and just look at the hands, they really look a bit like a woman's slender hands.
Just these two fingers, but they easily clamped a flying sword belonging to a late-stage Jindan monk!
The atmosphere in the room became strange. Many young monks' expressions became strange, and a few looked at Ye Bai solemnly.
The young monk from the Ruyi Sect didn't care about being angry. He opened his eyes wide and his face quickly became rosier. While staring at Ye Bai closely, the sword skills in his hand kept changing.
"Let me go!"
"Little Green, come on!"
The young monk tried his best to activate his spiritual power, but it was of no avail. The flying sword body trembled more and more frequently, but he still could not move forward at all.
After a moment of stalemate, the young monk's face was so red that he was about to bleed. His eyes showed a trace of cruelty, as if he had fallen into a state of paranoia, and he continued to activate the flying sword.
Above the flying sword, green light burst out, turning into a fierce sword energy and slashing on the two fingers, but not even a shallow mark was left.
This scene immediately caught the attention of many onlookers and monks, triggering quite a discussion.
"Is it possible that Ye Bai is unable to cultivate his body?"
"Impossible, I see that he has a lot of spiritual energy in his body, and it is definitely not some kind of Shinto aura. If he is some kind of physical practitioner, then what are we doing?"
"But if he wasn't a physical practitioner, how could he have done such amazing things?"
Everyone can give an accurate answer.
You must know that the most important reason why most monks in every sect choose to refine a flying sword as their destiny is that the flying sword is the sharpest weapon among all weapons. A sword controlled by a god can travel thousands of miles.
Take the enemy's head from outside.
What kind of monk would not yearn for and be moved by such a satisfying and passionate thing?
No one knew how Ye Bai did such an incredible thing, including the young monk.
His eyes were filled with disbelief at this moment. Although he knew very well that Ye Bai had indeed fought against his senior brother Xiao Zhan, he never thought that Ye Bai would really have the strength to match the legendary senior brother.
But now, he couldn't help but think, could the rumors be true?
The young monk quickly expelled this thought that shook his heart from his mind. He gritted his teeth and prepared to use a secret method to temporarily increase the power of the flying sword.
However, although this method is overbearing and powerful, the sequelae are not as serious as usual. Unless it is a critical moment, he would never choose to use it, but now, he plans to make an exception.
Just as the young monk was reciting the mantra silently, he suddenly heard a chuckle. Then, his face changed drastically, his eyes widened, and anger spewed out. But before he could say anything, his face turned pale.
, the whole person staggered back three steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, hitting the white clothes, dyeing the white clothes red in a moment.
Ye Bai looked at the half-broken tip of the flying sword in his hand with interest, and then threw the half-tip on the ground like discarding garbage.
"You have a great tone, but your strength is just average..." (To be continued)