The first thousand eight hundred and seventy-four chapters
Hearing Bai Ye's words, Wu Zihe came back to his senses.
He composed himself, his face a little frozen, but he still shouted loudly: "The competition is over, the winner is Bai Ye, a disciple of Taishang Shentian Temple!"
The call came out and the scene was quiet for a few minutes.
I don’t know how long it took, but a burst of boiling shouts rang out!
The entire scene has exploded.
"Bai Ye actually won?"
"Oh my god, he...he actually killed the Yueyang Swords?"
"How could this guy... be so strong... this... how could this happen?"
Everyone was speechless and their minds went blank.
Those leaders and overlords were even more shocked.
They were still worried that Bai Ye wouldn't be able to defeat the Moon and Sun Swords, but suddenly, Bai Ye seemed to be blessed by a forbidden technique, and his power suddenly increased, crushing the Moon and Sun Swords in an instant.
Do you still need to worry about such powerful means?
Li Pokun opened his mouth, his face pale.
Yimeng Changjun's expression looked rather gloomy.
It's naturally a good thing that Bai Ye can destroy the Moon and Yang swords, but... Bai Ye's strength seems to be a bit too much.
In this case, can they still fight for their trump cards?
"It seems that Bai Ye has been conserving his strength before! We all underestimated this person." The old woman said hoarsely.
"Yes, and the power he used just now... is so miraculous! In front of this power, even if we sealed his soul, it seems a bit insignificant!" The master of the Insight Temple said solemnly.
"The Heavenly Soul has been sealed. If other powers are to be used, soul energy must be used as a medium, otherwise it will be difficult to exert it. Bai Ye has been sealed with nine Heavenly Souls, and there is only one left at the moment. How strong is the Heavenly Soul? Everyone should know
Do you know? If he has other powers, can he perfectly release that power with a Heavenly Soul?" asked the Lingxi Swordsman.
No one can answer.
However, Yimeng Changjun said in a solemn voice: "Maybe... the heavenly soul he left behind is extraordinary!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone changed slightly.
Indeed, Bai Ye proposed that he should choose which heavenly soul to keep, which already explains the problem.
However, no one thought that way.
Now it seems that Bai Ye's combat power is not limited to Tianhun!
Unless all his heavenly souls are sealed, defeating this person... is still not that simple.
The Dual Swords of Yueyang were defeated, and the Shentian Temple also cheered.
The disciples all shouted Bai Ye's name, all of them looked excited and their faces were filled with joy.
The elders stroked their beards and smiled, their faces full of appreciation.
As for Wang Yuanyan and others, their faces were gloomy, which was in sharp contrast to the extremely excited expressions around them.
"Palace Master, these powerful clans will definitely bring their trump cards to the stage in the next game. Please replace Bai Ye immediately and let him take a break!" At this time, Zhang Shenwu seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly clasped his fists at the Master of Shentian Palace.
The Lord of Shentian Palace also nodded slightly and shouted to Bai Ye on the stage: "Bai Ye, if you are tired, please get off the stage. As for the agreement with you, this Palace Lord will fulfill his promise.
You can rest assured."
Hearing this, Bai Ye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that the palace master was unaware of the divine power surging through him.
However, with his divine power already activated, Bai Ye was still in good condition. He immediately shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Palace Master, Bai Ye can fight again. A man's words are hard to follow. Since it is a promise, of course he must keep it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ye looked towards Li Pokun and the others, and said calmly: "Everyone, who else among you wants to take the stage to challenge?"
As soon as these words were said, the disciples of these outer sects all turned pale, and none of them dared to look directly at the people on the stage.
Although the people of Shentian Temple were worried, seeing Bai Ye's momentum, they couldn't say anything.
The leaders of several powerful clans also exchanged glances frequently.
In the end, everyone nodded silently, as if they had reached some consensus.
"Xu He, it's your turn!"
I heard the old woman Natian tilting her head and shouting to the group of disciples behind her.
In an instant, the disciples stepped aside.
Then a young man wearing a brown robe walked out of the crowd.
The man's hair was slicked back, he looked handsome, and he had a wooden sword slung around his waist. He looked very free and easy, and his aura was extremely profound.
However, upon seeing this man, Wen Xiaoxuan and other elders at the seats all stood up from their chairs, as if they had seen a ghost.
"What?"
"What's going on? Lord Xuhe...when did you become a member of Qixia Palace?" Mo Ziyun also cried out.
"Lord Xuhe?"
"Elder, do you think that person is Lord Xuhe?"
"What...what's going on?"
"Did you see it wrong?"
The disciples at Taishang Shentian Temple were also in an uproar.
Everyone was silent and stared at the person who came out with wide eyes.
Seeing the increasingly chaotic scene, Bai Ye's face showed a trace of confusion.
He has never heard of Lord Xuhe, but to be able to shock all the elders so much, I'm afraid that Lord Xuhe is not a simple person...
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Shenwu stood up suddenly and stared coldly at the old woman Naitian and others: "Shangjun Xuhe is a great master of the party. He has been famous for a long time. How can these disciples compare? You let him challenge on the stage. How can you make this sense?
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"Did we violate the rules?" Li Pokun asked calmly.
Zhang Shenwu's eyes narrowed.
"Sir Lord Xuhe is indeed a great lord with great strength, but he is a casual cultivator and did not belong to any force before. Moreover, he has also worshiped in my Qixia Palace and accepted me as his teacher. Now he can be regarded as my Qixia Palace."
I’m a disciple of Xia Palace! I’m letting my disciples take the stage to challenge now, what’s wrong with that?” Naitian old woman said calmly.
These words fell to the ground, and the Shentian Temple was instantly speechless...
Everyone chuckled, their eyes full of satisfaction.
The old woman in Natian tilted her head and smiled: "Xu He, come on!"
After saying that, all eyes around him turned towards the man.
Everyone's eyes are different.
However... the man just stood there, looking at the people on the ring.
After a long while, he shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Naitian, I can't participate in this game..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent for an instant.
The old woman and others opened their mouths, thinking that they heard wrongly.
"What did you say?"
The old woman took a few steps forward and asked eagerly: "You... you don't want to go? Why? At this juncture, how can you not go?"
However, Lord Xuhe said calmly: "I am no match for this person. If I take the stage, I will definitely die. Instead of doing this, it is better to just give up!"