Chapter two thousand two hundred and ninety-three seven armies
The heaven-defying emperor was killed on the spot?
Is this crazy?
The short-haired men kept rubbing their eyes, thinking for a while that they had seen it wrong.
The powerful men who rushed towards Bai Ye also had a look of fear and astonishment on their faces, but under the huge temptation, they did not flinch, and still fought with all their lives. It can be said that they went forward one after another, extremely ferocious.
Countless soul arts attacked Bai Ye like raindrops, which were particularly powerful and terrifying.
Seeing this ferocious attack, the short-haired man and others were so frightened that their faces turned pale for several times, and they were all trembling crazily.
"Brother, go quickly!"
"good!"
The short-haired man did not dare to hesitate and immediately ran away.
But at this moment...
Sonorous!
A black sword energy that was a thousand feet long suddenly cut through, splitting the void, and twisting the space in front of the short-haired man like a whirlpool.
The short-haired man stopped in a hurry, turned around and looked in horror.
But seeing those spells hitting Bai Ye's body, they were unable to tear it apart. Instead, Bai Ye grabbed one of the dark swords and danced wildly at the incoming strong man, and the thick and shocking sword energy directly tore it apart.
Countless people.
Those powerful people who were arrogant to them were all killed like chickens and dogs in front of Bai Ye.
"Tianyao True Fire!" I saw a red soul man put a bead into his mouth, and then spit it out towards Bai Ye.
Wow!!
A sea of fire swept over.
Bai Ye let go of the Abandoned Divine Sword, grabbed the Li Huang Sword with his backhand and swung it at the man.
Wow!
A broader and thicker flame flew out, directly engulfing the soul's flame and swallowing it up.
When the flames disappeared, the opponent had turned into ashes and died.
"Elegy of the Everlasting Sky!"
Another soul leader used his soul technique to kill the general.
He grabbed the air with both hands.
Boom.
There was a strange sound, and it looked like he had caught something with his hands. The sky suddenly became a lot darker, and there were two forces of chaos in his palms. When the two forces of chaos merged, he threw them hard towards
white night.
But Bai Ye still didn't panic, grabbed the prison sword and slashed it.
boom!
The internal energy of the power of chaos was directly cut into the air by the Hell Sword! When this power hit Bai Ye, it was as weak as a feather.
"How could this happen?" The man's eyes widened with shock on his face.
Everyone was scared crazy.
Whoosh!
Bai Ye chopped again.
boom!
The power of the prison-cutting sword struck again.
"Chaos Aegis!" The Soul Man roared again, and grabbed the surroundings with both hands, pulling in two huge chaos-like substances, and arranged them in front of him to form a large shield.
However, the power of the Hell-Drilling Sword directly penetrated the large shield and struck the man's heart hard.
The man trembled violently, looked down, and saw that his heart had disappeared, and a large transparent hole appeared in his sight.
"What?"
The man murmured in silence, then fell to the ground and died extremely unwillingly.
The strong men fought one after another, but they were unable to do anything to Bai Ye. The power of the six Hongbing soldiers was simply mind-numbing. In the blink of an eye, half of the strong men fell.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining people turned around and ran away like crazy.
Bai Ye chased a few people and let them go.
After all, his purpose here is not to kill people, but to seize the sword!
When Bai Ye walked out from the corpses on the ground, the short-haired man and others here recovered from the shock.
"Now the problem is solved!"
Bai Ye calmly said to the short-haired man and the others: "Now, should we discuss the ownership of this Tyrant Sword?"
This sentence made everyone's scalp numb.
"You...who are you?"
The short-haired man swallowed his saliva and asked tremblingly.
"white night."
Say two simple words.
If before, when the short-haired men heard this man say that he was Bai Ye, they wouldn't believe it to death, but now... they have to believe it even if they don't believe it!
The soul level is not high, and the divine weapons are nearby. Killing these powerful people is like killing pigs and dogs. In the entire Holy State, except Bai Ye, who else can meet these requirements?
The woman and the fat man were both confused.
At this moment, they understood why Bai Ye acted so naturally in the city lord's palace before, and why his tone and demeanor made them all feel that this person's acting skills were explosive.
In fact, it’s not because of his good acting skills!
But...he is Bai Ye!
"It turns out that the six magic weapons you showed to the Lord of Nongchao City are not props, but real weapons..." the short-haired man said.
Now everyone understood.
"Tell me! How do you plan to decide with me who owns the Tyrant Sword? I am a very fair person and will not do anything forced." Bai Ye said calmly.
"Here you go, Tyrant Sword...Here you go..."
The short-haired man took a deep breath, held the knife in both hands and said.
The woman, the fat man and others also sighed.
If this were someone else, they would still resist with the Tyrant Sword.
But this is a white night.
What use is one Hongbing to him? Others have six!
Is it reasonable for a man with short hair to compromise?
Although everyone was very reluctant, at this point, they had no choice...
Bai Ye didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand to grab it.
but...
Just when his fingers were about to touch the hilt of Ba Tian's sword...
Whoosh!
The short-haired man suddenly grabbed the handle of the knife one step ahead of him, and then slashed at Bai Ye's head.
"Go to hell!"
The short-haired man let out a shrill cry, and the blade of the knife buzzed, like the rustle of autumn water, and it was extremely cold.
Everyone was shocked and stunned.
But this knife was so sudden, it was almost beyond the imagination of many people!
clang!
Finally, the blade hit Bai Ye's neck smoothly, but it made a crisp sound.
Seeing this scene, the short-haired man's eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
"How can it be?"
The fat man and others even sat down on the ground, so frightened that they lost all their strength.
Even the city lord who was behind the trend became rigid.
"Impossible...impossible...Hong Bing...How can Hong Bing not be able to cut your body? This is absolutely impossible?" The short-haired man screamed miserably, and the hand holding the knife was trembling.
"Could it be that...this Tyrant Sword is fake?"
The woman murmured.
"It's not that the Tyrant Sword is fake, it's that he can't exert the power of the Tyrant Sword!"
Bai Ye calmly took the Tyrant Sword out of the short-haired man's hand and said calmly.
His whole body was covered by Hong Bing's aura, and coupled with the short-haired man's hasty attack, the power of the Tyrant Sword could not be exerted, so how could it cut open Bai Ye's body?
Bai Ye had long expected that the short-haired man would attack him.
Because this person... is very greedy!
How could he just give up on Hong Bing?
And at this moment, he even wanted to plot Bai Ye's Hongbing, so he decided to pretend to surrender and kill Bai Ye secretly.
It's a pity that he underestimated Bai Ye after all.
And now, Bai Ye holds seven red weapons in his hands. I am afraid that there are not many people in Lisheng State who can kill him...
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(There is another chapter that will be updated very late. Please get up and read it tomorrow morning)