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Chapter 1865 If you want to fight, start it!

When the people in the Shentian Temple heard the sound, they were all furious, their faces turned red, and their soul power exploded. Everyone wanted to rush over immediately and tear the Meng Changjun into pieces.

"What nonsense! What nonsense!"

"Yimeng Changjun, you are simply confusing right and wrong!"

"Li Guyi started all this, how can you blame Bai Ye?"

"It's just too strong a word!"

Wen Xiaoxuan, Mo Ziyun and other elders were trembling with anger, and all the disciples could not sit still.

Zhang Shenwu, on the other hand, seemed very calm. He took a deep breath and ignored Yimeng Changjun and others. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the master of Shentian Palace behind him.

Obviously, in this case, the only option is to look at the Lord of Shentian Palace.

Nothing he said was of any use.

Because these people are confusing right and wrong and relying on reason to convince them? That is equivalent to saying that the fish in the river are landed and the birds in the sky are put into the pot.

The place was boiling.

Many people whispered and discussed.

Bai Ye, on the other hand, looked at this scene expressionlessly and said nothing, like an outsider.

"Then, gentlemen, what do you want?" At this time, the master of Shentian Palace spoke calmly, with a calm voice.

His words immediately silenced the boiling scene.

"I think we demand severe punishment for Bai Ye, but your Shentian Temple may not be able to do it. In this case, let's settle for the next best thing! Our demands are not high, as long as Bai Ye is deprived of the right to participate in this battle of sects, that's it.

Yes." Yimeng Changjun said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present breathed heavily.

"What? Deprive Bai Ye of his right to participate?"

"How about that?"

"In this case, how can I, the people of Shentian Temple, fight with you?"

"You might as well say that you want our Shentian Temple to surrender!"

The people from the Shentian Temple said angrily.

Everyone knows what Yimeng Changjun means.

If Bai Ye is deprived of his qualifications, then these people will definitely send someone stronger than Li Cheyu. Now the Taishang Shentian Temple can no longer produce any outstanding seeds. Except for Zhan Hongxue, who can still fight,

The rest are dead and wounded, who can be the enemy?

Once Bai Ye is deprived of his qualifications, the battle between these sects and the Supreme Heavenly Temple will basically be declared a failure.

How could the Lord of the Shentian Palace not know what Yimeng Changjun meant? He shook his head, but did not immediately answer Yimeng Changjun. Instead, he looked towards Bai Ye over there and asked calmly: "Bai Ye, what do you think?

?"

"I did not violate the rules." Bai Yedan said: "Whether it was killing Li Chiyu or Li Guyi, I did not violate the rules, so everything that Mr. Yimeng Changjun said is not true, and I am naturally not guilty.

"

"Um?"

Yimeng Changjun and others all looked at him with frowns.

They obviously didn't expect Bai Ye to say such words.

"Oh? Then tell me, why didn't you violate the rules?" the master of Shentian Palace asked calmly.

"Because I didn't kill Li Guyi after the game, but erased him during the game." Bai Yedan said: "The eighth rule of the Battle of Clans clearly stipulates that if someone interferes with the game, the contestant will be

You have the right to kill the intervener, and the intervener cannot have any complaints, and the powerful clan to which the intervener belongs cannot retaliate. Everything comes down to yourself! And after I killed Li Guyi, Elder Yun announced that the game was over, so I did not violate it.

Regulation!"

As soon as he said this, Yimeng Changjun immediately hummed: "You are using such strong words to make sense, the game has already ended when you killed Li Cheyu!"

"Are you the referee?" Bai Ye asked back.

Yimeng Changjun frowned and said nothing.

"You are neither Elder Yun Qingye nor the referee, so how can it be that you have the final say on when the game will end?" Bai Yedan said.

Everyone was immediately speechless.

"that's right."

"The competition should be decided by Elder Yun, not your Mengtian Sect!"

People from the Shentian Temple agreed one after another.

The situation seems to be turning towards Bai Ye.

Yimeng Changjun and others secretly gritted their teeth, but they never thought that Bai Ye was not only extremely powerful, but also had a pair of sharp teeth!

At this time, Li Pokun seemed to be unable to hold it in anymore and roared out: "Even if we are not referees, we are still witnesses! Bai Ye! You killed Sect Master Li, do you still want to let it go? Lord Shentian Palace

, this is how your Shentian Temple handles things? You Shentian Temple kills disciples of our sect so violently, but you look down on us powerful people? Although we powerful people are not as good as your Shentian Temple, we can never tolerate you.

Shentian Temple bullied you at will!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples of Tianxuan Sect stood up.

People from Mengtian Sect, Lingxi Sword Sect, Huangyue Sect, Qixia Palace, and Daosheng Xiangguan also stood up from their chairs.

The people all stirred up their soul energy and looked like they were about to start a war. They all stared at the Lord of Shentian Palace, waiting for his answer.

The master of Shentian Palace did not say anything, but he understood everything.

These people...are not prepared to reason at all!

"What? You want to take action here? Humph, do you really think that I, the God of Heaven, is easy to bully?"

Zhang Shenwu and others had long been filled with resentment. When they saw the other party acting like this, they stopped being polite and shouted: "Where are the disciples of Shentian Temple?"

"I'm waiting!"

There was a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami outside the stadium.

All the disciples on the seats stood up, drew their swords and stared at the opposite side.

A large number of elite disciples also poured in from outside the arena, directly surrounding the entire arena. Everyone stared angrily at these people outside the sect.

Compared with the number of people, the advantage of these people from outside the sect is not great.

As for the powerful, even if Zhang Shenwu and other ranking elders cannot defeat these sect leaders, it will not be too difficult to contain them. In addition, there is Bai Ye, a terrifying evil genius. Once he takes action, who will

The winner and loser can be seen at a glance.

As for the Lord of Shentian Palace, there is no need to say more.

The scene was tense, and it seemed that a big battle was about to take place.

Both sides looked at each other intensely, neither of them dared to take a breath.

On the other hand, there was no trace of panic on the faces of Li Pokun, Yimeng Changjun and others.

They stared at the master of the Shentian Palace, raised the corners of their mouths, and smiled softly: "If you want to fight, then fight. People from the Shentian Palace, let your horses come over!"

As soon as the words fell, these outer sect disciples rushed forward to kill him.

However, at this critical moment...

"Stop it all!"

This voice immediately made everyone freeze on the spot.

Because the owner of the voice...is none other than the Lord of Shentian Palace!

Countless pairs of eyes immediately locked towards the Lord of Shentian Palace.

But he stood up and shouted coldly: "Everyone put down their weapons!"

Although this voice was not loud, it was filled with endless majesty.

People all stared in astonishment.

The people of Shentian Temple did not dare to hesitate and immediately put away their weapons.

The disciples outside the sect were hesitant and looked at Li Pokun and others.

"Put it away first and be patient!"

Li Pokun said in a low voice.

"Are you afraid? Sect Master, there are already so many powerful people waiting outside the Shentian Temple. Once the war starts here, they will definitely respond!"

One disciple lowered his voice and said with obvious reluctance.

"Then have you ever thought about whether you can leave here alive?"

Before Li Pokun could speak, the master of the Shentian Palace over there shouted directly.

This sound of falling to the ground made everyone tremble.

The disciple looked at the Master of Shentian Palace in disbelief.

His voice wrapped in soul energy could be easily heard by the Lord of Shentian Palace, which shows how terrifying the Lord of Shentian Palace is.

"Master Shentian Hall, what do you mean?" Li Pokun raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at the Master of Shentian Hall.

"Whether this matter is right or wrong, I don't want to argue for the time being. This battle among the sects is not over yet. I just want to ask you, do you still want to participate in the battle among the sects? If you don't want to participate, please hurry up.

Leave immediately. If you want to continue, please all sit down. If anyone dares to cause trouble again, this palace master has the right to ask him to leave the Supreme God's Heaven Palace!" The master of the Shentian Palace said calmly, with no hint of joy or sorrow.

.

But the more this happens, the more fearful it becomes.

All the strong men frowned.

Yimeng Changjun snorted and said coldly: "So the Lord of the Palace is planning not to investigate Bai Ye's fault? To prevaricate this matter?"

"Everyone saw Bai Ye's execution of Sect Master Li with their own eyes. Could it be that the master of the palace wanted to get rid of him?" Natian old woman said calmly.

"If this is the case, then there is no point in continuing this battle among the sects!" Li Pokun also spoke in a deep voice.

The smell of gunpowder rose again.

However, at this moment, the master of Shentian Palace said solemnly: "Bai Ye did make a mistake first, but Li Guyi was the inducement. When discussing Bai Ye's fault, shouldn't we explain the fault of the Huangyue Sect? You are forcibly accusing the disciples of our palace.

, you still want to convince me, Shentian Temple? Even if you want to punish me, I, Shentian Temple, can’t deprive Bai Ye of his qualification to compete as you said!”

"Is the Master of Shentian Palace planning to protect Bai Ye with death?"

Li Pokun's eyes flashed with fierce light.

As soon as he said these words, those outside the sect drew their swords again and were actually preparing to use them.

"Since you have decided to fight, let's do it!"

The master of Shentian Palace said calmly: "I know you have reinforcements, but please don't underestimate the strength of our Shentian Palace. In addition, for everyone in this Shentian Palace, I can guarantee that you will never be alive.

Leave the Shentian Temple!"

After the words fell, the Lord of Shentian Palace raised his hand and waved.

boom!!

The vast sky suddenly changed color.

Then I saw a huge vortex spinning out of the sky, followed by several terrifying white dragons descending from the sky, spinning around the entire arena.

An invisible pressure came down.

At this moment, no matter who it was, all they felt was that they had turned into ants.

In front of this power, everyone feels extremely small...

Li Pokun, Yimeng Changjun, Naitian old woman, all those who understood the master of the temple, Lingxi Sword, had their faces changed with horror.

At this moment, they felt the power of the Lord of Shentian Palace!

Bai Ye was also frightened.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something.

This Shentian Palace Master... is just a clone!

A clone has such a method, so what power should his original body have?

Thinking of this, Bai Ye is already sweating...

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