Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 3342 The Secret of the Great Formation

Fighting Saint?

The Emperor-level Battle Saint? Fake! Are they all fake?

Yinghua Jian stared at Bai Ye who was breathing violently, and his pupils were filled with horror.

But...

If he hadn't been the Saint of Fighting Battle, how could his talent be so terrible?

Although Bai Ye didn't urge the sword god's descending to the earth just now, it was not very good, it was clumsy and full of loopholes, it was the first time he used this move! And he learned it just after reading it once? And he successfully led the spirit of heaven and earth and successfully borrowed the power of heaven and earth!

This kind of talent can no longer be described as terrible. Monster? No, it is not enough to describe it! He has not seen a monster genius before, but if those so-called monster geniuses read it, they can learn the top holy techniques in the Yijian Tian Palace... that's a whim!

Then, there is only one explanation, which is this person's talent... I'm afraid it's a terrifying genius above the monsters!

Yinghua Sword has already believed in eight points.

What's so strange about an emperor who has such ability, even the Saint of Fighting War? You must know that even a great saint like himself is defeated by him.

However, Yinghua Sword did not know that the reason why Bai Ye could learn the Sword God's Art of Down to Earth was the most important thing that this move relies most on the sword intent and the secret of swordsmanship. Now that his sword intent is perfect, the secret of swordsmanship has risen to the realm of swordsmanship. Even Yinghua Sword cannot be compared. This move may be more difficult for others, but for Bai Ye, a person with swordsmanship, such as Bai Ye, the difficulty is not as high as others imagine.

"I lost!"

Yinghua Jian took a deep breath and said hoarsely.

Bai Ye heard the sound and took several steps back. The man was already shaking. Finally, he leaned against a big rock before he could stabilize.

He hurriedly took out the pill and put it into his mouth.

Although he defeated Yinghua Sword, he was exhausted at this time. The Universe body and the Qing Emperor's End Life Art were not enough to recover the wounds on his body.

At this time, the referee in the distance ran over in a panic, looked at the scene, and shouted tremblingly: "The game is over, the winner... Bai Ye!!"

The sound is not loud, but it spreads all over the world.

People looked very calm, and they all seemed to be very calm when they looked at the center.

In fact, this is just a manifestation of being calm on the surface, a manifestation of being shocked to the extreme, and a manifestation of completely turning a blank mind.

None of the people around the entire stage spoke, even the Great Elder.

Bai Ye took the pill and the injuries on his body began to heal. He glanced at the seriously injured Yinghua sword, staggered and stuffed a few into his mouth.

Yinghua Sword swallowed the pill and his breathing gradually calmed down. The terrifying holy power began to breed his hands and feet.

As long as the soul is not dead, his heart and brain are not broken, he can recover even if his body is destroyed to such an extent. With the body of the Great Sage of Yinghua Sword, the effect of the elixir is almost completely absorbed. In a short while, his hands and feet began to grow again, but the exhausted heavenly soul and holy power are afraid that they will not be able to recover for a few days.

At this moment, the silent crowd around him gradually reacted, and the brains that had been crashed were restored.

"Senior Brother Ying...seem to lose?"

"What did Referee Zhang say just now? Is the winner... Bai Ye?"

"Is it a wrong judgment?"

"But... Now Senior Brother Ying is lying on the ground, Bai Ye is standing there..."

"Did you read it wrong?"

"This is wrong, that is wrong... I think you are crazy."

"I'm crazy? I feel like I'm going crazy! How could Bai Ye win? How could an emperor defeat the top of the Divine Sword List? How could an emperor defeat the Battle Saint?"

The disciple murmured, and suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and breathed tightly.

"The Holy Lord of Fighting Battle!! Bai Ye defeated the Holy Lord of Fighting Battle? Wouldn't that mean??"

As soon as these words came to an end, the audience suddenly became silent.

People were frightened and looked at Bai Ye in surprise. The entire arena was surprisingly quiet, as if even a needle fell to the ground, making a shocking sound.

The elder's face was as pale as paper, the man retreated repeatedly, his body shaking, and he was almost unstable.

What he is most proud of is that his disciple is a fighting saint, which is an incomparable honor, an honor exclusive to Yinghua Sword, and a honor exclusive to him Feng Buling!

Now! Bai Ye’s defeat of Yinghua Sword means that Bai Ye will replace Yinghua Sword and become the new Saint of Fighting Battle! The token on Yinghua Sword’s waist will convey the news of his defeat to the old man Shenji! Soon, Yinghua Sword’s Fighting Battle Order will be taken back, and all his honors and benefits will be given to Bai Ye.

only.

Just as everyone was trembling for Bai Ye to defeat the Battle Saint, Yinghua Sword lying on the ground suddenly had his pupils rising, as if he had noticed something. He saw a dazzling halo bursting from his waist, and it flashed, flashing, and it was particularly magical.

What is this?

Many people showed curiosity.

But Yinghua Jian's expression turned pale, and his breathing that had just slowed down became rapid again.

"Go back and have a rest."

Bai Ye said calmly, turning around and leaving.

"Slow down!"

At this time, Yinghua Jian suddenly shouted.

"What? Brother Ying has something to do?" Bai Ye asked with a puzzled look on his face.

But Yinghua Jian gritted his teeth and stood up again with his fragile legs that had just grown. His breathing speed increased a lot. The newly born fragile legs were slightly bent due to the sudden standing, and many of his flesh and blood were cracked, but Yinghua Jian ignored it.

Senior Brother Ying...what is this to do? Countless people are stunned.

However, many elders and powerful people in the VIP area vaguely guessed something.

But at this moment, Yinghua Jian knelt down on one knee, clasped one hand into a fist, pressed it to the ground, bent the other hand, and pressed it behind him, lowered his head and bowed to Bai Ye, making a strange etiquette, and even a hoarse sound came from his mouth.

"Yinghua Sword, pay homage to... Pay homage to Lord Saint!!"

"What?"

The sound of falling to the ground exploded instantly.

The brains of countless people who had just recovered were buzzing.

"This is the Holy Lord kneeling and worship ceremony, this is the Holy Lord kneeling and worship ceremony!!"

A hoarse scream rang in the VIP seat.

The elders were stunned.

"The Holy Lord kneels down and worships?"

The sword cultivation room was covered in mist, and he tried to turn his head quickly and said to Tie Wanqing with a stagnant face: "Sister Tie, what is the Holy Lord kneeling and worshiping ceremony?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next