Chapter 863

"That... Bai Ye, did you really defeat the ascetic monk?"

Under the gesture of Tong Canrong, Pan Xian and others, Li Hao leaned over carefully.

"get out."

Without moving his eyes, Bai Ye said calmly.

Li Hao's expression changed: "You..."

But seeing Bai Ye standing up suddenly, Li Hao and others were taken aback, backed away again and again, and looked at him vigilantly.

However, Bai Ye didn't even look at him, and walked straight towards the stage.

"The fourth round is about to start. You said that you will abolish me in the fourth round. I will wait and hope that you will not be shy when the time comes."

Bai Ye glanced sideways at Tong Cangrong and Pan Xian, and then continued to move forward.

The two of them froze, unable to speak for a long time.

The door to the fourth round has been opened, and the contestants have started to take the stage, but Tong Cangrong and Pan Xian have not moved for a long time.

The atmosphere on the Loose Cultivation Alliance side was solemn, and everyone was fidgeting.

Especially Li Hao, he missed an opportunity to make friends with big shots.

If he had known this earlier, he should have stood by Bai Ye's side in the first place.

Li Hao sighed, his expression gloomy.

"Pan Xian, shall we... go in or not?" Tong Cangrong asked in a low voice, hesitating for a while, with a trembling voice.

Pan Xian was stunned and did not speak for a long time.

How can a person who even Zhu Qingyao respect and admire him so much be an ordinary person? If you go in, Bai Ye and Zhu Qingyao are allied now, once they attack and kill them, they will never be opponents, but if you don't go in... then you will abstain.

Pan Xian thought for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it, if we suffer a loss this time, we can only blame our arrogance. It's better...don't go in."

The Loose Cultivation Alliance has since collapsed.

...

After entering the gate, Bai Ye's eyes flickered, and he appeared in an empty sandy field.

He looked around and found a small sand dune a thousand meters away. A flag was planted on the sand dune. On the flag was a sharp knife pattern, which was the symbol of the Hall of Judgment.

This is the promotion for the fourth round! Judgment flag!

As long as you capture the judgment flag and ensure that it will not be taken away by others within 30 breaths, you can enter the fifth round of final election.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

Wow...

At this moment, bursts of sound piercing the void sounded, and the surrounding area was filled with white light.

Bai Ye fixed his eyes, and there were many souls beside him, all of whom were strong players participating in the fourth round of final selection.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately stared at the ruling flag and rushed over.

"The Judgment Flag is mine!!"

"I am the Young Palace Master of Xuanxin Palace, whoever dares to oppose me will be against my Xuanxin Palace!"

"What is your Xuanxin Palace? I killed you!"

People rioted, and the strong fought each other for the flag. In the blink of an eye, this peaceful sandy land became a scene of purgatory.

When Bai Ye saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Shenwu final election, then the battle of Shenwu, and then attack the Nine Souls?"

"Your calculations are very good, but today, you will all die here."

Bai Ye's pupils gradually glowed with blood, and his whole body was filled with devilish energy.

He has no interest in the champion of Shenwu final selection.

He came here to kill people.

Cut off the mighty arrogance! Let Shenwu be unable to attack the Nine Souls! Let your relatives, friends, and lovers be spared from the suffering of war!

He put his hand on the hilt of the Immortal Slaying Sword, but after a while, he released his palm and placed it on the hilt of the Dead Dragon Sword.

"If you want to kill him, kill him until the sky is dark!"

As soon as he took a step, he rushed out like a cheetah.

Dozens of powerhouses gathered on the sand dunes not far away. They shot crazily, and the terrifying soul energy and emperor energy bombarded the ground, blasting dust all over the sky, and the surrounding area was hazy.

Bai Ye's arm trembled, and the ancient sword was unsheathed.

hum!

The sound of the sword's cry shook the sky.

"Heavenly Yin Breaking Evil Art!"

"Dead Dragon!"

Roar!

Like his killing intent, the roaring ancient sword rushed out in an instant, the terrifying sword energy pierced through the sand dunes, blowing ashes along with the flag, and instantly buried dozens of souls.

The astonishing sword energy was like the sledgehammer of an ancient giant, violently shaking the ground.

The battlefield space throughout the fourth round was trembling.

The old admonisher who had been observing the battlefield through the magic weapon changed his face and hurriedly looked towards this side.

However, the dust all over the sky here obscured his vision.

"What happened? What happened to the sword energy?"

The aged admonisher's face was pale, and his lips kept whispering.

After the dust settled and the fog dissipated, the Warden finally had a clear view of the situation there.

His cloudy eyes were swollen greatly, and the eyeballs seemed to fall out of the deep eye sockets...

"what happened?"

He said dryly.

There was no one there, only a sword gully like an abyss, with a large number of corpses scattered on both sides, and even the judgment flag...was cut off.

The ruling flag is made of special material, even the middle emperor cannot easily cut it off.

And such a terrifying destructive power.

"Could it be possible... a superior emperor participated in the final election?"

Thinking of this, the admonisher broke out in a cold sweat.

The arrival of the Great Emperor is enough to influence the entire runoff!

Bai Ye would not expose his Death Dragon Sword prematurely. This sword caused an uproar in the Nine Souls Continent, making him a target of public criticism. He couldn't guarantee that no one in the Shenwu Continent would know about this sword.

But at a certain time, he doesn't mind using this sword to clear the field.

Leaving that sand dune, the sand dunes not far away are still struggling.

He pulled out the Immortal Slaying Sword and rushed over.

"False emperor? Do you want to get your hands on the ruling flag too? Die!" A subordinate emperor stared at Bai Ye disdainfully, swung the heavy sword in his hand, and slashed it down heavily.

Bai Ye didn't even look at the next Great Emperor, he shook the Immortal Sword in his hand, and swung the sword like a wave.

Click!

The thick sword was severed.

Pooh!

Its head was cut off straight away.

A lower emperor was beheaded like this.

The two great emperors who looked at this side were startled.

"Who are you?"

But Bai Ye remained silent, raised his sword and slashed.

The two fought hastily.

"Don't underestimate people! You are just a false emperor!"

One roared, with a breath of imperial air in his mouth, and sprayed towards Bai Ye.

But Bai Ye didn't even dodge, and charged forward, overwhelming all attacks with his physical body.

"what?"

The two turned pale with fright, and fled in a hurry, but the Zhanxian sword stabbed over, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, piercing through the hearts of the two of them in an instant.

Two more great emperors fell.

Beside the judgment flag, a young woman in a long pink dress was constantly waving a long sword in her hand, slashing at the surrounding souls.

"Hua Buwen has taken a fancy to this ruling flag, you either go to capture other flags, or die by my sword." Hua Buwen shouted while grabbing the flag.

Her sword disappeared without a trace, and it was hard to find ghosts and spirits. It was like looking at flowers in a fog.

Hua Buwen is also red-eyed, and I can't control so much. All the warriors enter the arena at random, and those who form alliances in private will not be able to gather for a while. If an individual like her wants to successfully advance , can only seize the ruling flag at the beginning of the final election, otherwise all kinds of powerful people will join forces to capture the flag, and she will have no hope.

Thinking of this, Huabuwen increased the strength of swinging the sharp sword in his hand.

But waving... Huabuwen stopped.

Why is there no one?

She glanced around, only a few corpses around.

And there are dozens of people under the sand dunes.

She looked down the sand dunes, but saw that the dozens of strong men who had besieged her before all gathered together, attacking and killing a stern young man in black.

Hua Buwen's pupils shrank slightly.

That young man was handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, holding a pitch-black long sword, like a demon god, invincible, but what shocked her was that this man's soul state showed...only a false emperor?

Pooh!

Pooh!

Pooh!

The lower emperors around him were like Pengci, before they got close, they were blown through by his sword energy and fell down, as if the people around this person were not a group of emperors, but a group of people who had just cultivated the soul state.

Someone already couldn't bear the pressure, turned around and ran away, but that person chased after him, suppressed with imperial aura, and killed him with a sharp sword.

After a while, there was no one around the dunes.

Huabuwen held the banner and stared at him blankly.

"You... who are you?" She swallowed.

However, the young man in black didn't say a word, and rushed over.

"Looking for death! I'm Huabuwen in the top 30 on the Emperor Killing List!!"

Hua Buwen withdrew her shocked expression, eyes filled with anger, and slammed her sword away.

The sword is like a thousand folds of waves.

But the young man made a counterattack.

bang!

The power on the sword is extremely surging, weighing as much as ten thousand catties.

Huabuwen's lotus root's arms went numb, and the person backed away again and again, unable to hold the flag tightly in his hand.

But it was her heart that trembled more than her arms.

Is that human being? Where did a false emperor get so much strength?

The flag fell to the ground.

But the man didn't even look at it, and continued to charge forward with his sword in hand.

Huabuwen Huarong turned pale, and hastily retreated and shouted: "I don't want the judgment flag anymore! You can take it."

"But I want your life."

A cold voice came.

Hua Buwen ran wildly all the way, heading towards the crowd.

The strong ones on the Emperor Killing List are indeed difficult to deal with. When encountering agile ones, they can't be killed if they just run away.

Bai Ye had to give up, raised his sword and walked towards another sand dune.

Outside, the ranking list for the fourth round has already been set up, and the names of various Tianjiao powerhouses are scrolling on it.

Liu Buming stared at the list restlessly.

The first few rounds did not require the notarization of these referees, but after the fourth round, it was the turn of the official one-on-one duel.

"Yan Po!"

"Hallmaster, my subordinates are here." A warning came.

"Find someone for me."

"Hallmaster, please tell me, who is it?" the admonisher asked respectfully.

"Check someone named Bai Ye and see if he has advanced to the fourth round."

"yes."

Admonishers leave.

Not long after, the admonisher came with a bunch of data.

"He got promoted."

"Oh? Can't tell, this false emperor still has some strength." Liu Buming smiled lightly.

The admonisher looked a little ugly, looking at the record in his hand, hesitating whether he should tell the Hall Master or not.

This is not a bit powerful, but very terrifying.

In the second round, Master Kuhai Dao Dao was eliminated.

Sand King Ascetic Monk eliminated in the third round...

Can an ordinary false emperor do it?

"The fourth round...should be almost there."

Liu Buming waved his hand: "Go down."

"yes..."

The admonisher hesitated, turned and left. ...