The arrival of the Yinghua Sword instantly detonated the entire audience, overwhelming all the geniuses present!
As soon as he appeared on the stage, he was like an outsider, controlling everything!
There is so much pretense!
Even Bai Ye had to complain about Yinghua Sword's appearance.
Not to mention momentum and so on, at least under the spotlight, he appeared almost instantly, as if teleporting. After all, when the Yunjian appeared, no one could detect the Yinghua Sword, not even Bai Ye.
Where did he fall from?
Just this speed and this restrained strength are enough to show that Yinghua Sword is extraordinary!
All people's eyes are focused on Yinghua Sword, with admiration, admiration, admiration, fear, and even more jealousy.
This is a shining star!
"Yinghua Sword has just arrived from outside the sect and made a special appearance. I have disturbed all the elders and seniors. Please forgive me!"
Yinghua Jian had a graceful demeanor, smiled smartly, clasped his fists again and said.
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!!"
"Sure enough, a hero is born from a boy! Is this the strongest disciple of Yi Jian Tiangong? It's really unimaginable!"
"I heard that Yinghua Jian is also a fighting saint. He is ranked on the fighting list. He has a fighting order and is favored by the old man Shenji. He really has a bright future!!"
"Yeah yeah!"
“Such a proud man from heaven, I really don’t know how far he will grow in the future!”
"With this person here, Yi Jian Tian Palace will surely prosper forever!"
The distinguished guests talked a lot and expressed their appreciation. Their eyes looking at Yinghua Jian were all very hot. If it weren't for the elders of Yi Jian Tiangong here, I'm afraid many powerful people present would immediately extend an olive branch to him.
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Going to the Shenzong side, the little girl sitting in the front blinked her eyes and looked at Yinghua Sword with sparkling eyes. Her lips parted and she stood up and shouted: "Brother Yinghua Sword..."
Yinghua Jian looked up and smiled faintly, but made no sound.
"Hua Jian! Come here quickly! Let Master take a good look at you!!"
The Great Elder Feng Buling laughed three times, stood up immediately, and said anxiously.
"Yes, Master!"
Yinghua Sword immediately stepped forward.
All the elders looked at it one after another, and all nodded with dissatisfaction.
Yinghua Sword's fierce and heroic aura is in line with the characteristics of the sword. Coupled with his innate sword body, he is really the best candidate to practice swordsmanship. Many elders feel lucky to have recruited a disciple like Yinghua Sword.
This is truly the blessing of Yi Jian Tian Palace.
Feng Buling naturally valued his apprentice very much. He gave him the best magic weapons and the best training materials, and treated him almost better than he treated his own son.
Then he saw Feng Buling put his hands on Yinghua Jian's shoulders, and stayed there for a moment. Suddenly his eyes burst into halo, and he nodded repeatedly, overjoyed: "Okay! Okay!! Huajian, I didn't expect that there would be no one during this time."
See, your strength has increased so much! Very good! You have lived up to Master’s expectations for you, hahahahaha..."
"It's all Master's hard work! Huajian is what it is today. If Huajian doesn't work harder, how can he be worthy of Master's hard work on Huajian?" Yinghua Jian said hurriedly.
"Hey, what are you talking about? Master, let us in. Practice is up to everyone. Without your own efforts, you would not have achieved what you have today. Don't deny your own efforts!" Feng Buling smiled happily and patted Yinghua.
Jian's shoulder smiled and said: "Go, the competition is about to start, perform well!!"
"Master, don't worry, let's see Hua Jian win the crown!"
Yinghua Jian stood up and smiled, Xuan'er turned around, stepped in the air, and walked towards the seat.
"Welcome, Senior Brother!"
Seeing Yinghua Sword approaching, almost all the seed disciples stood up, clasped their fists and shouted.
This is the treatment that belongs to Yinghua Sword, and it is also the glory that belongs to Yinghua Sword! Under the elders, he is the number one!
He is the focus!
He is the focus of everyone’s attention!
"Yinghua Sword!" Tie Wanqing's eyes were filled with heat and her expression was tense: "I will definitely defeat you and win the first place!"
"This girl, everyone wants to fight!"
Bai Ye breathed out and took a few glances, feeling a fighting spirit in his heart.
It must be interesting to fight against such a person, right?
Having said that, seeing Yinghua Sword reminded him of a certain person.
That is the end that we encountered during the great battle between gods and warriors!
The same unfathomable, the same confident and powerful.
If it weren't for the Death Dragon Sword, Bai Ye would never be Zhongyan's opponent! And this man's mind is also particularly terrifying! His character and spiritual will are definitely not comparable to those of the disciples of Yi Jian Tiangong. If he also came to Lishengzhou, he would definitely be the same.
There will be a wave.
When all the players are present, the strong one returns to his position.
The atmosphere at the scene was high, but the voice was quiet.
Then all the elders stood up, and the distinguished guests also stood up one after another, including all the disciples present.
Bai Ye was confused, with a look of astonishment on his face: "What is this for?"
"Don't say any more and get up quickly!" Tie Wanqing said hurriedly.
Bai Ye can only get up.
Just when he was confused, a golden sword light suddenly shot out from the tallest tower in the distance, hitting the top of the arena. In an instant, the sword light exploded and turned into countless beams of light.
Surrounding the entire arena, golden barriers rose from hundreds of arenas in the center, which was particularly thick and terrifying.
Bai Ye took a closer look and his heart beat wildly.
These barriers are hundreds of times more powerful than those in the duel field...
But I heard a magnificent and infinite sound, like a sacred voice emanating from the void, coming from the tower.
"I announce that the battle of swords has officially begun!!!!"
Woo!!!!!!!!!
The disciples on the periphery blew the melodious horns.
The drums were beating loudly.
The whole place boiled instantly, and the sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami resounded throughout the world.
"Palace Master Tianqi, unparalleled in a lifetime!!!"
Hearing the sound in the white night, my heart froze.
It turns out that the owner of this voice is actually the Lord of Yi Jian Tiangong!
It was so terrifying, that voice just now was filled with an unprecedented sword intent and powerful holy power!
This was something he did unintentionally.
What would happen if he struck with all his strength?
Such an existence can probably destroy the Nine Souls with just a few moves, right?
No wonder people from Li Shengzhou are prohibited from going to the Nine Souls Continent. To the strong people here, the Nine Souls Continent is as fragile as ants!
"The competition begins!!!"
The great elder roared.
In an instant, hundreds of referees on the scene began to shake the magic weapons in their hands and send messages to all the participating disciples.
"Bai Ye, come on! I hope we can compete in the ring!"
Tie Wanqing said to Bai Ye seriously.
"I hope we meet in the battle of the top ten." Bai Ye smiled.
Tie Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and Xuan'er showed a faint smile: "I hope so."
Wow!
At this time, a disciple's token erupted with white light, and the white light displayed numbers, which were exactly the numbers on the stage below.
When the disciple saw this, he jumped up and immediately flew out of the pumice stone and rushed towards the competition platform.
At the same time, many figures rushed out from the pumice stones in all directions.
In the first round, nearly a thousand people participated in the battle!
There are also many people's tokens lit up in the wooden house.
Among them are Tie Wanqing and Bai Ye!
Bai Ye took off the token and took a look. It had clear large characters written on it.
Thirty-two!
Stage 32?
Bai Ye took a deep breath, took a small step, and flew towards stage 32 like a feather.
"Look at that man, look at him!"
"Huh? The next great emperor?"
"What happened? The high-ranking emperor also came to compete?"
"It's true that weird things happen every year, especially this year!"
Many disciples sitting on the pumice stone looked towards Bai Ye. Before, Bai Ye was sitting on the pumice stone and no one noticed it. Now when Bai Ye popped out, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Great Emperor? Is he someone from the sword repair room?"
"Sword repair room? Isn't it? Why did I see him jumping out from the wooden man's room?"
"Haha, the wooden room is really degenerate. There are even trash like the emperor. It seems that the wooden room is about to become the second sword training room!"
A sparse voice echoed.
When the disciples in the wooden room heard this, their faces were all livid and angry.
When Bai Ye came on stage, there was a flash of light, and the arena was tightly wrapped in a barrier. Before the people on the opposite stage arrived, he sat on the ground and waited.
After a while, a woman wearing a black sword uniform flew in and landed on the ring.
"Contestants, please prepare!"
The referee immediately shouted.
Get up in the white night.
The woman opposite raised her eyes and looked over, but was shocked. Xuan'er was overjoyed.
"Emperor? I actually met a great emperor in my first game! Great! Great! It seems like I won't need much strength in the first game! Great!"
The woman was particularly excited and danced as if she had won.
Bai Ye said nothing.
He has long been accustomed to this phenomenon.
But the woman came back to her senses and smiled at Bai Ye: "Junior brother, just admit defeat. You are no match for a saint like me. The gap in strength between us is too big. I can't hurt you! You
Leave with dignity and get a reward for participating, why not?"
Hearing this, Bai Ye smiled helplessly: "Senior sister, don't look down on me as an emperor. I'm actually very strong."
"Strong?" The woman covered her lips and smiled: "No matter how strong the emperor is, how strong can he be? Junior brother, you better not be brave, otherwise you will only suffer the consequences!"
"How can you say that?"
Bai Ye smiled helplessly, and Xuan'er raised his hand: "How about this, senior sister, in order to prove that I am strong, I will give you three moves, how about it?"
"I think you are crazy!"
The woman shook her head helplessly, and Xuan'er asked the referee: "Can we start?"
The referee nodded and shouted: "The duel begins!"
The moment the voice fell to the ground, the woman rushed over immediately, so swiftly that she could barely catch any breath!
"Three moves? No need, because I will defeat you in one move!"
When the voice fell, the woman didn't even draw her sword, but directly struck Bai Ye with her palm.
Wow!
The holy power is like a flood.
The void swings wildly.
This palm is earth-shattering!
However...
Just when his palm was about to hit Bai Ye, a hand suddenly raised and firmly grabbed the wrist that was coming...
"What?" The woman was stunned.
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