Chapter 1867 Why Should I Be Afraid of You?

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"Hallmaster!"

Seeing that the master of Shentian Temple responded directly, Zhang Shenwu and the others were in a hurry.

But the deal was done, and besides, there was nothing they could do.

Faced with such a situation, there is really very little they can do.

"Elder, go up!"

With a smile on the corner of Li Pokun's mouth, he said with pride in his eyes.

"Yes, suzerain!"

The man named Wu Zihe walked out of the seat and walked directly towards the arena.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at it all around.

It was an old man with long hair in a black robe.

The old man's hair is black and white on one side, his skin is like a dead tree, his eyes are sunken, but there is a strange light shining.

He went straight to the stage, stood on the edge of the ring, but said without looking sideways: "Elder Yun, you should go down!"

Yun Qingye's complexion suddenly changed upon hearing the sound.

He glanced at Wu Zihe, snorted coldly, turned around and walked down the ring.

When passing by Bai Ye, Yun Qingye lowered his voice and said: "Boy, next... You have to take care of yourself!"

"Ok."

Bai Ye nodded slightly.

Yun Qingye took a deep look at him, probably never imagined that this trash from the Soul Martial Hall who once made the elders of the entire Shentian Temple loathe, would actually become the savior of the Shentian Temple...

Things are unpredictable.

Yun Qingye let out a long sigh, turned around and jumped off the ring.

Wu Zihe walked straight forward and said in a deep voice, "It's time to seal your Heavenly Soul."

Bai Ye nodded and activated all the Heavenly Souls.

Wu Zihe glanced at Bai Ye's chest, and then shouted loudly: "Disciple Bai Ye has ten Heavenly Souls!"

Countless pairs of eyes in all directions immediately looked towards Bai Ye's chest.

Wu Zihe stared at Bai Ye, and said coldly: "Then, which Heavenly Soul do you want to keep!"

"this."

Bai Ye pointed to the Heavenly Soul Dao with the dimmest light on the far side.

"Ok?"

Wu Zihe was a little surprised.

He thought Bai Ye would leave behind the gluttonous Heavenly Soul in the center of the pattern, after all, that Heavenly Soul had the worst light and the strongest breath, but he never thought that Bai Ye would choose to leave such a dim Heavenly Soul behind.

What kind of soul is this?

Wu Zihe stared at the pattern carefully.

It was a pattern that looked like a black dragon. Dragon-type heavenly souls are not the only ones in Jiuchongtian, and there are a certain number of them. Although the power of each dragon-type heavenly soul is extremely impressive, most of Wu Zihe has seen it. .

Only this... he has never heard of it...

Forget it, don't think about it, just a Heavenly Soul, even if the Heavenly Soul is powerful, so what?

Wu Zihe shook his head secretly, then raised his hand, closed his eyes and recited the formula.

Following the birth of Wu Zihe's formula, he saw circles of strange energy released from the palm of his hand.

This energy was like ripples, directly enveloping Bai Ye's body.

Afterwards, the bright rays of light on his chest all dimmed one by one until they disappeared, leaving only the Heavenly Soul on the far side.

"The seal is complete!"

Wu Zihe opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple Bai Ye, you must remember that if you forcibly break through these seals during the competition, or use the second heavenly soul, then you will cancel the competition immediately Qualifications! I hope you can do it yourself!"

"I know." Bai Ye nodded.

"it is good!"

Wu Zihe turned around, cupped his fists at Li Pokun and the others, and said, "Sovereign masters, you can continue the battle of the sects. Please send your disciples to the stage to fight Bai Ye!"

"Hehehe, good!"

Li Pokun and Lingxi Swordsman all laughed loudly.

Li Pokun shouted loudly: "Now, who of you wants to fight Bai Ye?"

As soon as these words fell, the scene boiled instantly.

"Sovereign, I am willing to fight!"

"Sect Master, please give me a chance to avenge my brothers and sisters!"

"Sovereign, disciples can fight!"

"metropolitan..."

People scrambled to jump out, pleading for orders to fight.

Although Bai Ye's current strength was limited by most, and it would be invincible to fight against him, but as long as he could kill Bai Ye and win the battle of this group of sects, that would be an honor, and it would be enough to obtain unlimited benefits.

Bai Ye can only use one Heavenly Soul, and the referee is still his own, so if he doesn't go up to make a name for himself and seek benefits at this time, when will he wait?

There were too many people asking for orders to fight, and Li Pokun and others who watched directly laughed heartily.

"Good! Good! Good! Hahahaha... You all want to fight, so the suzerain can just call anyone up!"

Li Pokun laughed, then drank away: "Come on Zhang!"

"The disciple is here!"

The disciple named Zhang Qulai in the crowd was particularly excited, and immediately rushed out of the crowd, cupping his fists and bowing.

"Take off this son's head for me!" Li Pokun squinted his eyes and said fiercely.

"The disciple must fulfill his mission!"

The disciple who called Zhang Qulai shouted joyfully, shouted loudly, jumped onto the ring, and stood with his sword drawn.

The people in the Temple of God suddenly tightened their breathing.

But those disciples outside the sect were all disappointed, secretly calling it lucky that this chapter came.

"You two, please get ready!" Wu Zihe said coldly.

"Bai Ye, if you can't fight, you must surrender!"

On the side of Shentian Temple, Bing Yunyan shouted loudly.

"Brother Bai, come on!"

"If you lose, please retreat!"

The rest of the disciples also cheered up, or persuaded and exhorted.

Bai Ye didn't say a word, just stood there silently with one hand on the hilt of Li Huang's sword.

"Bai Ye, I'm sorry, I'll accept your head! Although the victory is unwarranted, I don't care too much about this situation!" The disciple who called Zhang Qulai said with a smile.

"En." Bai Ye responded lightly, and didn't say much.

Seeing the other party's attitude of indifference, Zhang Qulai frowned, and hummed: "You still put on a show when you are about to die? Let's see how you beg for mercy later!"

Bai Ye glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Both of you are ready, now I announce that the competition will begin!" At this time, Wu Zihe shouted loudly.

As soon as the voice came out, Zhang Qulai immediately raised his sword and came to kill.

He concentrated all his soul energy on his long sword, and he charged like a god of war.

The void trembled.

The barrier of the arena trembled slightly.

The momentum of terror is unstoppable!

The world changed color.

Zhang Qulai is obviously going to use soul energy to oppress Bai Ye!

With such a violent soul energy, what can Bai Ye, who can only use a celestial soul, contend with?

general trend?

no! The general trend also comes from the soul potential!

Countless people were frightened and screamed that something was wrong.

"Go to hell!" Zhang Qulai laughed, raised his sword and fell.

but...

The white night standing over there did not activate the Heavenly Soul.

He didn't even dodge, just quietly watching the attacking sword.

"What is he going to do?"

Someone breathed out.

No one could answer him.

It wasn't until the sword from that chapter stabbed heavily in Bai Ye's chest that people understood why Bai Ye didn't move.

because...

clang!

A crisp sound came out, shaking everyone's hearts.

Just look at Zhang Qulai's extremely violent sword... Right now, it is touching Bai Ye's chest, the tip of the sword can't penetrate even half of Bai Ye's flesh.

"what?"

Zhang Qulai was dumbfounded.

"Even if I don't use the Heavenly Soul, you can't break my body. Why should I be afraid of you?"

Bai Ye raised his head and said expressionlessly, those eyes were full of ferocity.

Zhang Qulai turned pale with fright, drew his sword and retreated hastily.

But in the next second, the Lihuang sword had already struck...