The glazed crystal sword exploded instantly.

"Holy Secret!"

Bai Ye fiercely picked up the black sword and swung it forward!!

"Wrath of God!!!!"

Chi!!!!

From the black sword, an unrivaled sword attack burst out! Like the dazzling Milky Way and the rushing sky, it was irresistible. The surging divine power of the saint made the world tremble!

This blow is so tragic and indignant! How resentful! How fierce! How terrifying!

The heroes from all directions were shocked!

"What kind of move is this!!!" The great elder lost his voice!

There are no such fierce sword moves in the sword tactics of Yi Jian Tiangong!

"It turns out that you deliberately took my blow and used the Holy Technique to absorb my power to fight back!!!!"

Seeing such terrifying sword power, Yinghua Sword instantly understood and roared repeatedly.

However! Bai Ye did not hesitate to be injured to take this move! It proved that he had decided to fight hard!

The Yinghua Sword roared loudly, and a supreme sword intent surged throughout his body.

He stared at the incoming power of wrath and resentment! His pupils suddenly turned white, and all the holy power in his body was instantly emptied, and all of it was poured into the shadow of the sword god.

"Junior Brother Bai! Since you have chosen this way! That's good! I will sacrifice my life to accompany you! Come on!!! Look at my move! A true immortal from heaven!!!"

"ah!!!"

A long roar erupted from the mouth of the sword god's shadow!

In an instant, the huge shadow of the sword god broke away from the body of Yinghua Sword and rushed towards the country with the power of the wrath of the god of anger.

With a bang, Yinghua Sword fell heavily to the ground.

Bai Ye raised his sword and charged forward fiercely.

Boom!

The shadow of the Sword God separated from the main body of the Yinghua Sword directly intercepted the power of the Wrath of Heaven and the Resentment of God, and the two forces collided head-on!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom...

The huge shadow of the Sword God was like an ancient giant hitting a mountain, moving forward in mad surprise, while the power of the God's Wrath and Resentment did not show any weakness, and crashed forward like a crushing force. The two forces gathered together and desperately tore each other apart.

crack.

Bai Ye held up the sword, pointing directly at the Wrath of Heaven and God's Wrath, and the surging power in his body poured out like a flood.

The strength of the two seems to be evenly matched!

"Bai Ye, do you think you won?"

Yinghua Jian couldn't help but gasp, and tried his best to raise his left arm, move it slightly, and let out a weak cry...

"Sword God...smile!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The huge shadow of the sword god suddenly shrunk into a small and slender sword, instantly piercing through the power of the wrath of the gods and the resentment of the gods, and stabbed straight towards Bai Ye.

This little sword is as powerful as a broken bamboo, indestructible! It seems that there is nothing in the world that it cannot pierce!

The small sword flew towards him, causing alarm in all directions.

The world is frightened by it.

Bai Ye's face changed drastically!

"You...never know the power of the Dou Zhan Saint!!" Yinghua Jian stared at the little sword and roared in a low voice!

He knows, this battle! He won!!

"I don't know? Why don't I know?"

Facing the sudden attack of the small sword, Bai Ye reversed the black sword, as if he had expected this move, and saw that all the power on the black sword shrank and quickly gathered on his body, and the spin suddenly spread.

Then he saw a sharp edge burst out of Bai Ye's pupils. The sharp edge quickly flew out of the pupils, gathered on the top of his head, and then suddenly exploded. A huge god-like figure appeared on Bai Ye's body, wrapping him perfectly...

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Yinghua Jian was stunned, his pupils shrank sharply, and he murmured.

"This is... the Sword God's Art of Descending to Earth?"

The huge figure instantly broke away from Bai Ye and slammed into the small sword.

Bang!!!!!

An earth-shattering explosion erupted again, and the ripples were like countless death scythes, cutting and tearing in all directions!

The entire earth was completely dug up.

Bang!

The barrier maintained by hundreds of referees in the distance instantly exploded, and each of the referees was thrown away again.

The terrifying air wave blew towards the arena, knocking over a large number of people, and some disciples were shocked to the point of vomiting blood.

The whole place was rioting!

The scene was in a mess. The pumice stone near the ring was all overturned. The seeded players on the long pumice stone quickly jumped up and jumped back.

"Quickly retreat!"

"Get back!"

"careful!"

There were endless screams and screams, and the sounds of panic and anxiety came one after another.

"Quickly, quickly protect the disciples and control the arena, quickly!!!"

The third elder yelled.

All the elders rushed out one after another.

No one expected that the battle between Bai Ye and Yinghua Sword would be so fierce.

The elder took action, and the mighty destructive power from all directions was quickly brought under control.

People calmed down and hurriedly looked in the middle. However, it was only a glance, and everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

But I saw that the middle was completely dented, as if a huge spoon had dug out a piece of it.

Yinghua Jian's arms and legs were broken, and he was lying on the ground breathing heavily. He had no strength at all, and he had completely lost his fighting power!

Bai Ye also felt uncomfortable. One of his arms was broken, his body was covered with scars, a piece of his abdomen was completely torn open, and the blood was almost drained.

He held the sword in one hand and stood leaning on it with difficulty. His face was very pale, and his whole body also lacked much strength.

The two were silent for a long time before Bai Ye stood up again. His legs were covered with sword marks, and the bones could almost be seen in the deep wounds.

But he did not give up, enduring the severe pain, step after step, holding the sword and walking towards Yinghua Sword...

"How...how do you know the Sword God's Descending Art? Who...who taught you?" Yinghua Jian no longer resisted. He looked at the people approaching, panted violently and screamed loudly.

It felt like there were grains of sand in his throat, and his voice was trembling.

Bai Ye stared at him for a while, then smiled lightly and said, "You taught me this!"

"Me?" Yinghua Jian's pupils suddenly swelled, but soon, he weakly shouted: "Impossible!! The Sword God's Descending Mortal Art is such a supreme holy art! Even ordinary elders can't learn it! How can you look at me?

Can you learn it after performing it once? Then, wouldn’t everyone know this skill? Impossible! This is impossible!!!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Bai Ye slowly raised the black sword, the slender blade touched his neck, and said calmly: "Because, I am also a fighting saint!"

"What?" Yinghua Jian stared blankly at Bai Ye with his eyes wide open and his heart beating wildly.
Chapter completed!