Everyone activated the divine aura and took off the ball.
The ball in Ye Xinghe's hand has the word "three".
He raised his head and looked around, and saw the young man in white robe next to Su Liusheng, holding the same ball.
When the young man in white robe saw Ye Xinghe's number, he said excitedly: "Senior Brother Su, I am the same as the one with the surname Ye!"
"It depends on how I cut his head in this game!"
Everyone laughed wildly, how arrogant?
If Wen Chengye had not heard of it, he said loudly: "Those who are the same number will go to the stage to compete!"
A man and a woman walked out of the crowd, which was Su Liu and Yu Qingwan.
Seeing this scene, Yu Qingwan decisively bowed: "I admit defeat!"
Su Liu chuckled disdainfully: "Baoman! He dared not beat him even if he beat him!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the crowd, closing his eyes to rest.
Yu Qingwan returned to the side of the two and shook her head helplessly.
After Ye Xinghe comforted him for a few words, he turned his attention to the competition venue again.
The second round of competition just ended.
After the Taishang and the others left, Wen Chengye said again: "Those who are both number three will go to the stage to compete!"
"It's finally here!"
The young man in white robe had long been impatient and jumped onto the martial arts competition.
Then, his eyes turned, fell on Ye Xinghe, and he chuckled and said, "Little waste, come up and die!"
Everyone showed shock and shook their heads and sighed.
"Ye Xinghe actually met Zhu Mo, it's really unlucky!"
"Who doesn't know that Zhu Mo's cold-blooded and bloody killing is extremely cruel!"
"How can any disciple who falls into his hands have a complete body?"
After hearing this, Ye Xinghe was not afraid, but instead showed a playful smile.
He slowly walked to the competition platform and bowed slightly: "Please give me advice!"
Zhu Mo flipped his palm and two swords fell into his hand.
The sword is about three feet long and is red all over, and looks like rust.
When the divine energy is activated, a red light gradually illuminates.
A bitter murderous aura hits my face!
Everyone in the audience exclaimed with fear on their faces!
Zhu Mo smiled proudly: "My two battle knives are called the Gold-eating Battle Blade, which are the lower-grade king-level artifacts!"
"You are lucky enough to die under my sword!"
Ye Xinghe sneered: "The broken low-level king-level artifact is worthy of your showing off?"
"I'm sure, what is a king-level artifact!"
His palm flipped, and a golden light suddenly lit up!
Zheng--
The clear sword sounded and resounded through the sky!
Ye Xinghe raised his hand and reached into the golden light and pulled out the Tianguang Chengying Sword.
An amazing sword force suddenly rose!
Zhu Mo's smile froze instantly, and he was shocked!
"Sword of Spirit? How is this possible!"
Ye Xinghe smiled coldly: "Now, I'll give you a chance to choose."
"Give up, or die!"
Zhu Mo suddenly frowned and said angrily: "A mere sword with spirits, do you want to scare me?"
"When I kill you, your sword will belong to me!"
Ye Xinghe snorted coldly: "Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"
He jumped up and stabbed out with a sword!
Ye Xinghe shouted loudly and stabbed out with a sword!
The magic power of Tianguang Chengying Sword: Transformation of Shadow!
Above the sword blade, golden light shone everywhere, turning into thousands of sword shadows, slashing towards Zhu Mo's chest!
Zhu Mo widened his eyes and was shocked!
The spirited king-level artifact is so terrifying!
He couldn't stop this move!
His body kept trembling and roaring in despair: "Even if I die, I will take you to die together!"
"The true fire of the Chiyang Xuandi burns all things in the world!"
"Take my move, the Burning Heaven and Red Earth Soul-Breaking Sword!"
All the divine weapons in Zhu Mo's body were poured into the sword and slashed them hard!
The red sword light roared, colliding with the golden sword shadows all over the sky, and exploded with a bang!
However, the sword shadows were everywhere in the sky, as if endless!
When the red sword light exploded, the sword shadow passed through the scattered energy and shot directly into Zhu Mo's chest!
puff!
The sword shadow pierced through his chest, splashing blood rain all over the sky, and falling!
Zhu Mo's body fell heavily to the ground, and he was completely unwilling to accept his eyes and died with peace of mind!
Ye Xinghe calmly withdrew his sword and turned around and walked off the competition stage.
Everyone was shocked and saw Ye Xinghe coming, as if they saw ghosts and gods, they all avoided them!
On the bench, Xiao Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "This kid is stronger than I thought!"
"Perhaps, handing over the future of the Chilei League into his hands is the most correct choice!"
Wen Chengye also nodded and chuckled, with his eyes praising and announced loudly:
"Ye Xinghe won the third round of competition!"
Su Liu's eyes became even more angry, and she clenched her fists tightly, and shouted in anger: "My surname is Ye, you deserve to die!"
"I don't believe it anymore. I won't be able to draw you in the next round!"
Ye Xinghe chuckled: "I hope so!"
Wen Chengye threw the ball again, hanging in the air.
This time, there are only five balls, and one person will be in a bye.
The five people took off the balls and looked down.
Ye Xinghe held the No. 4 ball in his hand and looked around.
I saw the ball in Yu Qingwan's hand with the word "four".
She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Junior Brother Ye, it's such a coincidence!"
"Anyway, I don't have the position of intermediate elders, so why not take this opportunity to help you!"
After saying that, Yu Qingwan bowed and said loudly: "I admit defeat!"
Wen Chengye was slightly surprised, then nodded and said, "Yu Qingwan admits defeat, the ones who are Ye Xinghe and Su Liu in this round of bye!"
"You two are left, fight quickly!"
"yes!"
The remaining two disciples leaped onto the martial arts competition together.
One of the disciples was Su Liu's subordinate, wearing a purple robe and a rebellious face.
He looked at the black-robed disciple in front of him with cold eyes, and said disdainfully: "Do you admit defeat by yourself, or will I beat you down?"
The black-robed disciple chuckled and said, "Do you really think you will win?"
His body shook, and a majestic momentum suddenly rose!
The momentum continued to rise, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the seventh level of the Divine Sea Realm!
"What?!"
The purple-robed disciple was shocked and exclaimed: "Zhao He, you actually hide your strength!"
Zhao He laughed: "Soldiers are the devil!"
"If I hadn't been dormant for many years, I would have had the opportunity to reach the top today!"
"You guys accept your fate!"
He made seals with his hands and a bright golden light lit up on his body!
The golden light rose and turned into a golden ancient Buddha. He put his palms together and recited the scriptures loudly!
Golden Buddhist scriptures condense into a cage, covering the young man in purple robe!
Zhao He shouted loudly, and the ancient Buddha blasted out a palm!
Before the palm power arrived, the palm wind arrived first, blowing everyone around!
The young man in purple robe was shocked and exclaimed: "I admit defeat!"
As soon as the word "lose" came out, the young man in purple robe knelt down dejectedly and had no intention of fighting anymore!
The Buddhist scriptures in front of him gradually dissipated and gradually returned to peace.
The entire square suddenly became silent!
After pondering for a while, a few people whispered.
"What's going on? Why did he suddenly admit defeat before both of them moved?"
"I can't understand either, it's so strange!"
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and stared at Zhao He's eyes.
A red light flashed quietly in his black eyes.
"I see."
Ye Xinghe chuckled indifferently, and already knew how to win.
Chapter completed!