Supreme Martial Artist

Then, he threw the dagger fiercely and shot towards Ye Xinghe's neck! On the dagger, a bright silver light gradually lit up, and it turned out to be highly poisonous! "Little tricks!"

Ye Xinghe snorted coldly, suddenly raised his hand, activated his body, and instantly grasped two daggers.

The blue-robed young man raised his eyebrows and laughed proudly: "Little bastard, the dagger has my Silver Spirit Cold Poison Divine Gang!"

"After touching it, within three breaths, it will be frozen into an ice sculpture by the poison and shattered into debris on the ground!"

He held up three fingers and counted them in order.

"Three, two, one!"

Three breaths had passed, but Ye Xinghe stood there with his arms folded and chuckled, not looking like he was poisoned at all.

The smile on the blue-robed young man's face suddenly turned into disbelief: "This is impossible!"

"You were poisoned by my Silver Spirit Cold Poison, why didn't you do anything?"

Ye Xinghe smiled playfully: "Because, I have this!"

He raised his hand and activated the spiritual fire, rising from his fingertips.

On the three fingers are three spiritual fires of different colors.

Even if the flame is small and weak, it can send out an amazing heat wave, making people feel fearful! Seeing this scene, the young man in blue robe felt weak at his feet, staggered and exclaimed: "Three spiritual fires?"

"No, this is impossible, you loser, why do you have such a magical thing!"

A flash of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Even the young man in white beside him was jealous and murderous! Seeing this, Ye Xinghe was not afraid, but instead sneered: "You want to kill me?

You can give it a try! "

The two of them could no longer suppress the killing intent in their hearts, so they attacked Ye Xinghe at the same time! The mighty divine power within Ye Xinghe's body was quietly operating.

Just when he was about to take action, he heard a loud shout from behind him! "presumptuous!"

The sound of shouting was like a thunderous explosion! Everyone felt their eardrums vibrating and the pain was unbearable.

The two people looked even more painful, and were shocked by the shouts and backed away.

Ye Xinghe turned his head when he heard the sound, and happened to see a woman in a black dress walking through the air.

When everyone saw this woman, they bowed their hands and saluted.

"I've met Elder Mo!"

Mo Qingxian walked to the center of several people and said in a cold voice: "Zhou Yuan, Zhou Mo."

"If the two of you dare to bully the plain-clothed disciples for no reason again, you will be charged with murdering your fellow disciples, your cultivation will be revoked, and you will be expelled from the Shengyin Sect!"

"Understand?"

There was a chill in his words.

The two men shook suddenly, came to their senses, and quickly nodded in agreement.

"understood!"

Mo Qingxian glanced at the two of them coldly and ignored them.

She turned around, faced everyone, and said loudly: "Registration for the Soul Tower Trial begins now!"

"You all come in with me!"

After saying that, she moved lightly and led everyone into the Tianxuan Hall.

The hall is empty with few decorations.

But in the middle, there is a circular platform, with several disciples responsible for recording standing in the middle.

In addition, Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and found something strange in the hall.

Opposite the door, there is a strange stone that is knee high.

On the stone, there was a square, rusty hammer.

Just when he was confused, Mo Qingxian's voice sounded again.

"All disciples who participate in the soul tower trial must sign up at the round platform."

Everyone rushed to the round platform and stood in line.

In addition to the disciples in plain clothes, there are more than a dozen formal disciples, all lined up in the queue.

Ye Xinghe asked doubtfully: "They are already formal disciples, why do they still need to sign up?"

Yang Tianlin explained to him: "Formal disciples also have the right to participate in the soul tower trial."

"However, you can only participate once a year. If you can exceed your previous results, you will be rewarded by the elders."

Ye Xinghe nodded suddenly.

Several people waited and chatted until after a stick of incense, it was finally Ye Xinghe's turn to sign up.

The disciple in charge of recording was wearing a brown robe, with a stern face and a sinister look.

He raised his eyes and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Are you Ye Xinghe?"

Ye Xinghe frowned and asked, "Do you know me?"

The young man in brown robe smiled coldly: "You hurt my disciple of Blade Hall, and you even beat the official disciple many times."

"According to the regulations of the Holy Sound Sect, you are not eligible to sign up for the Soul Tower Trial!"

"Get out of here!"

The quarrel here naturally attracted many disciples to watch.

"This man named Ye, not only offended the Zhou brothers, but he also offended Deacon Tang!"

"Isn't that right! Deacon Tang is Elder Yu's apprentice, and he is also the supervising deacon of Blade Hall, with a very high status!"

"If you offend him, you will definitely be retaliated to death by Deacon Tang!"

Ye Xinghe showed no fear on his face and sneered: "If they hadn't taken action first, how would they have ended up today?"

"How dare you quibble!"

Deacon Tang shouted angrily: "Rules are rules!"

"As a plain-clothed disciple, anyone who injures an official disciple more than three times for whatever reason will be banned from becoming an official disciple for life!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Xinghe's brows suddenly furrowed! The onlookers were full of sneers and ridiculed Luo Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe raised his eyes to look at Elder Mo. When he saw her sighing helplessly and nodding lightly, he understood.

He couldn't break this rule today.

"Why don't you get out quickly?"

Deacon Tang's face was full of pride, and he looked at Ye Xinghe with a smile full of ridicule.

A cold light flashed in Ye Xinghe's eyes, and he thought to himself: "Even if I will always be a disciple in plain clothes, it doesn't matter."

"When I succeed in my cultivation, it won't be too late to kill Bai Yujin and join another sect."

With this in his mind, he took a long breath and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Mo Qingxian suddenly spoke up to keep Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe paused, turned around, and asked, "What instructions does Elder Mo have?"

Mo Qingxian raised his hand and pointed at the hammer on the stone: "This hammer is a test left by the sect master."

"If you can pick it up from the stone, you can make an exception and participate in the Soul Tower Trial."

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and looked at the hammer with surprise.

The hammer was nothing special. It was rusty and looked like a piece of scrap iron.

Everyone was also looking up and down at the hammer, whispering.

"I heard that this hammer was a top-level king-level artifact used by the sect master."

"Later, this hammer was contaminated with the water of decay and has been completely decayed and can no longer be used."

"However, if you want to pick up this hammer, you need at least fifty Yue's strength. Can he lift it?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Ye Xinghe.

Seeing that he was thin, they shook their heads and sighed, and they had already determined that he could not lift the hammer.

Deacon Tang hesitated to move, sneering and mocking: "What, are you afraid that you can't lift it and embarrass yourself in public?"

"You coward, get out of here, don't be an eyesore!"

Everyone laughed and ridiculed Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe's face remained calm, he walked slowly to the hammer and slowly grasped the hammer handle.

Suddenly, a strong thunder force surged.

Following the meridians in Ye Xinghe's arm, it rushed straight to Dantian! He snorted coldly, and the mighty divine power in his body hit the violent thunder fiercely.