Fantasy: The villain travels through time and space, and the heroine's character is completely

The huge jade square.

Everyone stared at the scene intently.

The low-ranking monks were shocked and unbelievable.

Some even felt their throats dry.

And those holy land disciples and top family disciples were very interested.

They were also very curious whether Ye Yi, the Wuji holy land disciple who was famous in the East Region a while ago and could kill a strong man in the transcendent realm at the level of a prince, really had the talent of a saint master as rumored.

Some holy land disciples even had the same idea as the eighth prince of the Great Yan Dynasty.

They planned to suppress Ye Yi and achieve their own reputation.

Under the gaze of so many people.

Ye Yi, who was dressed in white and sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

He looked up at the sky with an indifferent look.

His face showed no joy or sadness, but his expressionless face.

Even his indifferent handsome face still made many women present tremble.

He felt as if his heart was shot by an arrow at this moment.

Seeing Ye Yi open his eyes and look at him.

The Eighth Prince's expression suddenly turned cold.

Ye Yi's expression was not what he expected, but he dared to look directly at him.

No, that look seemed to not take him seriously.

This made the Eighth Prince, who grew up in the palace and thought he was the next emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, suddenly rise with a raging anger in his heart.

It was as if his imperial majesty was offended.

"Ye Yi, give me the Holy Spirit Sutra!"

The Eighth Prince ordered with a slightly cold look.

Just like an emperor giving orders to his subjects.

At the same time, a pressure burst out from his body and suppressed Ye Yi below.

Boom!

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire sky was pressing down.

Even if there was only a little aftermath, the huge pressure made the casual cultivators on the edge feel a huge pressure.

Some leaders of the overlord-level forces had already left the center of the square.

After all, they knew that the center of the square must belong to these holy land disciples and family geniuses.

If they get too close, I am afraid that these holy land monsters will fight.

If innocent people are affected, they will be the ones to die.

And feeling this pressure.

Their faces also became extremely solemn.

"As expected of the Eighth Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, his cultivation of the fifth level of the Transcendent Realm is so terrifying."

"This pressure is so great that even we old guys who are at the peak of the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm feel inferior."

"Is this the gap between us and the Holy Land? It's so despairing!"

The leaders and elders of these overlord-level forces couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when facing this scene.

And the other casual cultivators present also blushed with excitement.

The duel between the true disciples of the Holy Land is not something you can see casually.

"How dare this Eighth Prince attack Ye Zhenchuan? What if Wuji Holy Land blames him?"

"Although the Great Yan Dynasty is powerful, Wuji Holy Land is the top holy land in our East Region!"

One of the young casual cultivators couldn't help but say.

"Fool, in the duel between the younger generation of the Holy Land, no matter whether they win or lose, as long as it doesn't involve life and death, the Holy Land basically won't intervene!"

Hearing this, the young man nodded suddenly.

After all, for the Holy Land, these true disciples will definitely become the backbone of the Holy Land in the future.

It is impossible to treat them as flowers in a greenhouse.

The old generation dares to bully others by relying on the cultivation of several great realms, and the Holy Land will naturally not sit idly by.

But if the younger generation loses the duel, you can only blame yourself for not being as skilled as others.

The Holy Land has no face to help you get back.

This is the unwritten rule among all the Holy Lands.

It is precisely because of this.

That is why the Eighth Prince dared to attack Ye Yi.

A duel between peers, defeating Ye Yi.

Wuji Holy Land can't say anything.

And as long as Ye Yi is defeated, not only can he achieve his reputation.

And once he gets the Holy Spirit Sutra, he can become a Taoist partner with Chu Yao Saint of Bingxue Pavilion.

Once he has the help of Bingxue Pavilion, it is a sure thing for him to ascend to the throne of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The overwhelming pressure descended.

Everyone was watching this scene closely.

At this moment, Ye Yi moved.

He slowly rose from the ground, and the overwhelming pressure was like a breeze to him.

He looked up at the sky.

His indifferent but handsome face was now filled with cold eyes.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you stand here?"

On my head!"

"Get down!"

Ye Yi glanced at the Eighth Prince above with cold eyes!

Then a stronger pressure suddenly burst out from his body.

Boom!

The sky and earth suddenly changed color, and the whole bluestone square shook.

Countless people were shocked. This overwhelming pressure seemed to overturn the sky and shatter the world.

It seemed that under this pressure, the entire Tianxue Secret Realm was shaking and collapsing at this moment!

Some casual cultivators at the edge of the square were weak.

They were directly suppressed by this pressure and knelt on the ground, their faces full of fear, and they screamed!

And the heads of the overlord-level forces and others were also pale at this moment.

They were full of disbelief and moved away!

This pressure was too terrifying.

Even if they felt threatened, the pressure of the Eighth Prince before was compared with this pressure.

It was just like Like a small witch meeting a big witch!

And under this pressure.

The expression of the suspended Eighth Prince suddenly changed and he was suppressed from the sky.

With a bang!

He fell directly in front of Ye Yi, like a turtle.

Extremely embarrassed.

Suddenly the whole world became extremely quiet.

Time seemed to be pressed to stop at this moment, and everyone's expression froze on their faces.

Shock, disbelief, doubt, and surprise appeared on everyone's face.

The duel of geniuses that everyone imagined did not happen.

Instead, it was an incredible crushing.

The Eighth Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, who had the body of a golden dragon and was hailed as the most likely next lord of the Great Yan Dynasty, was actually suppressed to the ground by Ye Yi, a true disciple of the Wuji Holy Land!

Almost everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment!