Nine Realms Sword Master

Naturally, Yi Baixiu didn't understand the meaning of Bai Ye. Seeing that he didn't want to pull it out, he gave up.

For the swordsman, it is a kind of blasphemy and insult for the opponent to fight against himself without drawing his sword.

Although Yi Baixiu's self-cultivation is very good, at this moment, she is also a little bit angry.

"In this case, Grandmaster Bai, don't blame Bai Xiu, even if you become a holy body, you should have a headache at this moment!"

Yi Baixiu is serious, her eyes become as translucent as diamonds, and her body is full of strange divine light. The white clothes are beautiful, which makes people think again and again. If she was like a fairy before, she is now a real fairy.

Bai Ye looked at him quietly, her expression condensed, her body's black veins constantly flickering.

Even if the physical body is great, facing this terrifying blow, I am afraid it will not be good.

This is probably Yi Baixiu's full blow.

Clang.

With a piercing sound of instruments, Yi Baixiu softly waved it down. Although it seemed limp, but when the sword came down, it seemed to dance the world and disrupt the cycle of reincarnation. The blade fell, as if the end of the world had come.

Everything in Bai Ye's body was turned into ashes, and the earth was sunken down, like a giant smashing the earth with a punch, the sand turned into dust, and even the air was compressed.

When he opened his eyes, the black veins appeared directly and no longer disappeared. The entire energy of the Nine-turn Indestructible Body was completely flooded with the flesh. The two Five-Transformed Heavenly Souls were operating crazily. Every time he was torn apart by this terrifying destructive power, it would immediately condense, as if he could never tear it.

But the power is limited after all.

The Destiny Heavenly Soul urged, Bai Ye was firm, and his will was like a rock. With his arms high, his palms folded, his ten fingers stab at the terrible destructive force, like a sharp sword, stab the sky.

Roar! ! ! !

The strength of the two confronted head-on, as if a dragon and a tiger were fighting.

Those who watched the battle from a distance only saw a chaos, and the roar that tore through the world, and they didn't know what happened inside. Nearly a hundred miles away, they could still feel the horrible force circling like a sword.

People stared blankly, their hearts beating wildly, and their faces pale. The power surging from the mountain simply shocked their souls.

"What happened? Who won?"

After an unknown period of time, people could only see a chaos. Some people couldn't bear their temper and wanted to get closer, but as soon as they walked in, they were blown away by the rich destructive power that came out.

"Looking for death, Grandmaster competition, how can you wait to be able to interrupt?" one person scolded.

Everyone's hearts were chilling and chilling.

"But...who the **** won?" Someone couldn't hold back.

"Not sure." People shook their heads.

"Heh, still need to think? Sister Xiu must have won! What kind of thing is Bai Ye? I don't know what despicable means were used to get the name of a grand master, but in an attempt to fight with Sister Xiu, Bai Ye will definitely die here today."

Liu Nuo snorted while riding a horse.

Everyone was silent, but several people believed Liu Nuo's words.

The Long family members are worried and their thoughts retreat.

as predicted.

At this moment, the chaotic area over there suddenly shattered ashes, and a divine light soared into the sky to disperse the dust, fog and dust, and then a sword shadow of Qinghan that was nearly a hundred feet long fell from the sky and smashed downward.

Donglong! ! ! ! !

The entire dragon city was all shaken, the mountain was completely flattened, and a bottomless abyss appeared in the original place of the mountain.

Sword Qi rushes into the sky!

"That is Master Yi's slaying sword art!"

The emperor yelled out of silence.

Yi Baixiu's swordsmanship? Doesn't that mean... Yi Baixiu has the upper hand?

The Qinghan sword shadow gradually disappeared, but the remaining power was not diminished, and the destructive power that drove the dry and decayed was long lasting.

However, there is no trace of fighting over there.

People leaped up and looked into the distance, wondering what the result would be, but no one dared to approach them.

After all, the fighting spirit of the master has not yet dissipated.

At the end that had turned from the mountain to the abyss, Yi Baixiu panted slightly and fell from the air.

She carried the soft sword, her face flushed, her forehead was full of sweat, and the holy phoenix heavenly soul also returned to the appearance of two three-changed statues. It was obvious that she had exhausted her strength and could not maintain the posture of the five-changed fusion.

"This is already my strongest blow. Even if Bai Ye cannot be killed, it can at least make him lose his combat effectiveness!"

Yi Baixiu glanced at the soft sword in her hand. At this moment, the soft sword was extremely hot, like burning iron. She put away the soft sword, took a slightly staggered step, and walked towards Bai Ye.

"Grandmaster Bai, you are very strong. I believe that apart from the first few masters, everyone else is far from your opponent. I used to have some doubts about you, but now I know that I was wrong, and it was a big mistake. It's very wrong, because of your strength, Yu Changhong and the others died unjustly."

Yi Baixiu stared at the gradually dispersing dust with gleaming eyes, slowly speaking, with admiration and a trace of regret in her tone.

It's a pity that you met me.

Unfortunately, you are still so arrogant in front of me.

If you are willing to draw the sword, even if you can’t take it, at least you won’t suffer too much injury, but you are confronting me head-on with your bare hands, so even if you take it, you are afraid that your vitality is exhausted and your heavenly soul is exhausted. There is no more power to fight back.

Yi Baixiu sighed slightly with the thoughts in her heart.

On the list of grandmasters, there are only a handful of people who can take her blow head-on. No one can do it except those old grandmasters. Bai Ye's soul realm is too bad. Even if the body is sanctified, it is useless and the foundation is too weak. , It's a bit more powerful than doing it.

However, this person's talent is so amazing, in time, he must be able to shake the shocking existence of the old master.

It's just that he doesn't understand convergence.

Yi Baixiu shook her head, planning to see the situation in Bai Ye.

But after a few steps forward, her pace froze suddenly, and her eyes stared at her head in a daze.

"This... this is impossible."

Yi Baixiu muttered blankly.

There was a heavy breathing.

She trot a few steps hurriedly, but saw a naked man walking slowly in front of her.

The man was muscular and slender. His upper body was completely broken. Only a few pieces of clothes were hung. The pants under his head were also torn, but they could still cover the body. On him, there were dense and terrifying and unusual sword marks. They were extremely **** red, and some even cut their flesh.

But no matter which sword mark it was, it was not fatal. The man was panting, but the spirit was still there.

"Master Yi, this sword... is really a good sword move! If I hadn't become a holy body and practiced a unique body art, I'm afraid I would have died under this sword."

Bai Ye smiled and said in admiration.

Compared with this Yi Baixiu, Yu Changhong and Qinghan Sword Saints who are proficient in sword skills are far different.

Yi Baixiu's pink lips are slightly open, her delicate face is sluggish, and her expression is stiff. After a while, she recovers.

She took a few steps back and said weakly, "I lost..."

"Master Yi, what is this? You should still have the strength to fight." Bai Ye frowned.

"No, I'm almost exhausted. The sword just now consumed most of my strength, and you, not only did not die, but you ate my sword with bare hands and did not die. From this point of view, I was defeated. It's a mess."

Yi Baixiu smiled bitterly. But my heart was extremely shocked. What is going on with this person? Why is the body so terrifying? How does he practice?

"Luck is the majority. If you can swing two more swords, I won't die or be disabled."

"Two swords? I can't even swing a sword." Yi Baixiu's eyes widened, and she looked around Bai Ye, curiosity flashed in her bright pupils: "I really don't know, you guys from Qingge Continent, Why can the physical body be cultivated to such a terrible point..."

Bai Ye smiled slightly and said nothing.

Yi Baixiu didn’t ask, after all, it’s privacy. She exhaled and shook her head helplessly: "Okay, since I have surrendered, I will leave according to the agreement. I will not wipe my hands about Dragon City. However, Bai Grandmaster, Bai Xiu is brave here, can I make a request to you?"

"What request?" Bai Ye asked.

"If Longcheng fights with the Liu family, can you spare Miss Liu Nuo's life?" Yi Baixiu looked at him with gleaming eyes, and exhaled in a crisp voice.

Bai Ye thought for a moment and nodded: "I can warn her once. If she refuses to leave and insists on getting involved in this matter, then I can't blame me."

"I will persuade her to leave." Yi Baixiu said hurriedly.

"whatever."

Bai Ye took out a piece of clothing from Qianlong Ring, put it on and prepared to return to Dragon City.

Yi Baixiu nodded, glanced at Bai Ye, and said suddenly: "Grandmaster Bai, your two swords are really strange. Although this sword on the ground is broken, the sword spirit is still there. I think it is not a common product. If you recast it If it is modified, its grade will not be lower than it is now."

"Sword Spirit?"

Bai Ye was taken aback.

Yi Baixiu picked up the Qingjian, looked at it, and praised: "Good sword, it's a pity that the method of casting the sword is wrong, it shouldn't be like this."

"Oh?" Bai Ye took it, and looked at it by herself, but couldn't see why, she could only feel the sword intent of Qingjian's sword body, which was much more irritable than before when it was complete.

Qingjian is not dead!

Bai Ye's eyes lit up, and he put the broken sword of Qingjian into the Qianlong ring, and tried to recast it in the future.

Yi Baixiu's eyes swept again, landing on the Death Dragon Sword.

"This sword... why can't it be drawn?"

"One pull, you have to see blood." Bai Ye said lightly.

Yi Baixiu quietly stared at the Death Dragon Sword. After a while, her face changed rapidly, she was extremely pale, and everyone backed away.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Ye frowned and asked.

"No...nothing." Yi Baixiu was a little frightened, she glanced at Baiye, and stopped talking.

"What do you see?"

"This... is a fierce sword, full of hostility, how did you... shock it?"

Yi Baixiu moaned her lower lip and said slowly.

"I didn't shock it, it just followed me all the time."

Bai Ye shook his head, turned and walked towards Longcheng.

Yi Baixiu followed closely behind.

The battle stopped.

There was a lot of discussion, and so far no one dared to come forward to find out. The whole Dragon City gate was buzzing, and the battle attracted more souls. Thousands of people have gathered here.

When everyone saw the two grandmasters returning together, they were all confused.

Neither of them seemed injured.

So... who won?

However, Yi Baixiu walked quickly towards Liu Nuo.

"Sister Xiu, why is that person still alive? Didn't you kill him? Are you merciful?" Liu Nuo's small face was a little sullen and even more anxious.

She always thought that Yi Baixiu could kill Bai Ye, and vowed to believe it, but it backfired.

"Nuoer, you leave with me quickly, don't intervene in the Dragon City matter again." Yi Baixiu whispered.

"Why... why?" Liu Nuo trembled and asked in amazement.

"Because... I lost." Yi Baixiu sighed quietly.