Chapter 1952 Sober

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"stop!"

The sound of drinking sounded, and Xu Wu was stopped.

The corners of Xu Wu's mouth turned up, and he squinted his eyes.

But in front of him is a disciple of a medium-sized sect.

These disciples were so fast that they surrounded Xu Wu in the blink of an eye.

"Are you a disciple of the Supreme God Temple? Come with us." The leader lowered his voice and said coldly.

"Who are you?" Xu Wu didn't panic at all, but asked with a smile on his face.

"Don't care who we are, follow us right away, or don't blame us for being rude!" The voice fell to the ground, and two people came to the left and right, trying to support Xu Wu to leave.

But just when they were about to move towards Xu Wu...

Boom! Boom!

There was a noise.

Followed by a splash of blood and minced flesh.

These people were all startled, they looked around, only to see that the heads of the two people who were trying to carry Xu Wu away were all pierced through the heads of the two strong and terrifying hands.

Both of them trembled together, then lost consciousness and died tragically on the spot.

"what?"

Everyone was startled and looked around.

But look at the ripples in the surrounding void.

Then one by one, soul men in gray and black robes came out of the void.

"You are..."

Those disciples still wanted to speak.

Bang! Bang! Bang! clang...

Several space air blades flew over and directly penetrated the heads of these people.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of these disciples were cut into pieces by the space air blade, and they died miserably!

Broken flesh and blood fell from the sky,

It directly turned into a rain of blood.

The scene is extremely bloody, hideous...

Facing such a terrifying scene, Xu Wu looked very calm, without any panic.

"Why did you come out?" A young man stepped forward, stared at Xu Wu and said coldly.

It turned out that these people were actually with Xu Wu.

"The matter is almost done." Xu Wu said with a smile: "Qi Wushuang has decided to act, and now I am going to send him a letter."

"Where is the letter?" The man asked coldly.

Xu Wu took out the letter written by Qi Wushuang from his arms and handed it over.

The man took it and looked at it, and after a while said calmly: "Go and inform these people, follow what Qi Wushuang said, and we will find a way to cooperate with you!"

"Can you take it?" Xu Wu asked cautiously.

"This can be regarded as an unexpected harvest. Since the fish has entered the net, there is no problem of being unable to catch it."

The man waved his hand, then took a few steps back, his figure disappearing into the void.

Xu Wu smiled faintly, turned around and ran away with the envelope.

.....

.....

Outside the Soul Martial Hall.

The magic circle gradually stopped functioning.

The previously bustling hall has become deserted now.

Bai Ye sat alone in the hall, meditating intently.

Just last night, he had completely absorbed the last bit of divine power in the Soul Martial Field.

The current Soul Martial Field has been completely abolished.

The organs inside will no longer work, and all the statues have lost their function, becoming real decorations.

Now... any random disciple who walks into it will definitely have an insight into everything inside.

However, the Soul Martial Hall has been controlled by Bai Ye, how could he allow those disciples to enter the Soul Martial Field?

As long as you keep this secret for another year or two, even if someone from Shentian Temple finds out by then, it will have nothing to do with him.

"After the divine power is completely digested, go to the forbidden area for a few laps. If you can successfully comprehend all the exercises in the forbidden area, there is no need to stay in this Temple of Heaven." Bai Ye was thinking.

But he is somewhat regretful.

After all, neither the ancient library nor the forbidden area seemed to have the kind of resurrection technique he wanted. People's current resurrection method was only time regression, and the power of time could not be used on people who had died for too long.

Bai Ye sighed heavily, and shook his head silently.

About two hours later, probably a little rolled up by absorbing the divine power, Bai Ye took out the Ye Yaojian, closed his eyes alone, and warmed up the powerful soldier.

But at this moment...

Click!

Click!

click...

There was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the stairs.

Bai Ye was slightly taken aback, and looked outside the door.

But after a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The footsteps... didn't come from outside the door, but came from... upstairs?

He turned his head suddenly, staring at the stairs.

what happened?

Where are the footsteps coming from?

Could it be that the disciple who delivered the wine before did not come down?

This is impossible, who would stay upstairs for such a long time? Then he must be slaughtered by Ying Jiuyue?

Bai Ye was particularly confused, but his eyes were also cold and tight.

For some reason, he always had an ominous premonition.

The footsteps were very slow and somewhat messy, and gradually became clearer.

I don't know how long it took, but the footsteps stopped.

And in Bai Ye's line of sight, a sloppy figure also appeared.

It was a middle-aged man with messy hair.

The man smelled of alcohol, his eyes were dim, and his body was covered in blood. He looked like someone who had just escaped from the battlefield.

At this moment, he was standing at the head of the stairs, holding on to the handrail, looking at Bai Ye indifferently.

This person...is none other than September the Eagle!

Bai Ye's eyes narrowed, his heart shook violently, and he was greatly surprised...

Eagle September...was awake?

How is this going?

That Ying Jiuyue, who was so drunk every day and never went downstairs...was sober?

"Who are you?"

I don't know how long it took before Ying Jiuyue spoke.

His voice was extremely hoarse.

"Disciple Bai Ye, pay homage to Elder Ying." Bai Ye cupped his hands.

"Disciple...Bai Ye?" Ying Jiuyue hiccupped. Although her mouth was full of alcohol, she was still conscious.

He glanced at the Soul Martial Hall, and then said in a deep voice: "Which hall are you from, where are my disciples from the Soul Martial Hall?"

"I am a disciple of Soul Martial Hall." Bai Yedan said.

"you?"

Ying Jiuyue stared at Bai Ye for a while, and then snorted coldly: "You bastard, a mere existence in the martial arts realm dares to claim to be a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall! Don't you know who is in charge of the Soul Martial Hall? You trash , how can you be qualified to be the disciple of this elder? Get out of here!"

Hearing this, Bai Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then glanced at Ying Jiuyue strangely: "Elder, are you confused by drinking? The Soul Martial Hall is the last hall in my God's Temple, only the talent is not good and the strength is low Talented people will come here, it is only reasonable that I can enter the Soul Martial Hall with my strength!"

"presumptuous!"

Ying Jiuyue was furious, pointed at Bai Ye and shouted: "How dare you talk nonsense here! Come here and kneel down, this elder will teach you a lesson!"

"Kneel?" Bai Ye snorted coldly, "Forgive me!"

Indiscriminately punishing his disciples, Ying Jiuyue's temper is really bad.

Hearing Bai Ye's words, Ying Jiuyue froze in an instant, and his slightly drunken eyes became more intense.

"You... how dare you resist the order of this elder? You are really a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall! I am the elder of the Soul Martial Hall, and I am your master! You are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors like this, and you are a big treason!" Ying Jiu Yue shouted.

His voice has a natural sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression...is no worse than Sacred Heart Lord.

But...Bai Ye is not afraid.

He stared at Ying Jiuyue coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I called you an elder because Shentian Temple recognized you as an elder, but from the beginning to the end, I did not recognize you as my elder, nor did I Admit that you are my master! As the elder of the Soul Martial Hall, you are drunk all day long, ignoring all the disciples, you can fulfill the duty of an elder for a day, can you teach even one disciple? If you If you really want to say that you are my master, then I can only answer you! You are not worthy!"

As soon as these words came out, Ying Jiuyue flew into a rage.

He had never seen such an arrogant person!

However, Bai Ye was also extremely unhappy in his heart.

After all, if it weren't for Eagle Jiuyue, Soul Martial Hall wouldn't be where it is today.

"Get out of here!"

Only to hear Ying Jiuyue yell, and raised his hand to grab it from the air.

Boom!

Half of the room in the Soul Martial Hall exploded in an instant, and a brutal suction directly enveloped Bai Ye, pulling him towards Ying Jiuyue.

White night is out of control.

Ying Jiuyue was the former Chief Elder after all, how could his strength be inferior? How can Bai Ye be compared?

But Bai Ye is not an ordinary person.

Facing such a powerful existence, he didn't have the slightest scruples, directly mobilized his divine power, drew out the Abandoned God Sword and Lihuang Sword, and slashed at Ying Jiuyue.

"Broken copper and rotten iron, how dare you hurt me?" Ying Jiuyue snorted angrily, but without any fear, she raised her palms directly, rolling up a force that shattered the universe and bombarded Bai Ye's twin swords.

but...

Bai Ye seemed to know his move, the two swords spun wildly and sharply, when the sword shadow fell, the body of the sword actually bypassed Ying Jiuyue's attack, and directly slashed on Ying Jiuyue's arm.

Chi la!

Ying Jiuyue's two arms were directly cut off by Bai Ye.

"what?"

Ying Jiuyue was stunned.

Bai Ye took advantage of the momentum and kicked over.

Boom!

Ying Jiuyue's body flew out, crashed into the wall, and landed on the open space outside.

"Elder Ying, I don't want to kill you, please calm down for a while."

Bai Ye came out with a sword in hand, staring at Ying Jiuyue expressionlessly.

Ying Jiuyue hurriedly got up, looking at Bai Ye in disbelief.

"You kid...how did you know my moves?"

Bai Ye didn't say a word.

It is impossible for Ying Jiuyue to know that since Bai Ye entered the Soul Martial Hall, he has been practicing moves with him.

He already knows a lot about Ying Jiuyue's soul martial arts.

Perhaps Ying Jiuyue's strength is no worse than Sacred Heart Lord.

But from Bai Ye's point of view, Ying Jiuyue is much easier to deal with than Sacred Heart Lord...

But what shocked Ying Jiuyue even more was Bai Ye's sword.

He knows how strong his physical body has reached. How can an ordinary magic weapon hurt him? Not to mention a mere true martial artist.

"It seems that I have underestimated you!"

Ying Jiuyue took a deep breath, stood up again, and suddenly exerted force with his two broken arms.

Boom!

He saw two white bones rush out from the broken arm, and then a large amount of life breath attached.

In a short while, the bone grew tender flesh, and in the blink of an eye, the arm was completely healed...

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