Murong Yeshen is dead.

An indescribable sadness permeated the hearts of all warriors.

Not only the Divine Alliance martial artists, but even the Sword Alliance martial artists and the rest of the scattered martial artists fell into a long sad mood.

The Second Elder and Ji Bei glanced at each other, sighed lightly and shook their heads.

What a beautiful Murong Night God in the past.

What a pretentious Murong Night God.

Now he has died under Lin Bai's sword.

Murong Yeshen is not just a name.

He is the pride of the Divine Alliance, the benchmark of the disciples in the Divine Alliance, and the object that the martial artists of the Divine Alliance have been chasing all their lives.

He is a martial artist worshipped by all the martial artists of the Spirit Sword Sect, and he is a genius who stands on the tip of the pyramid.

He is the myth of the inner gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, and he is an undefeated legend.

Now the bones are buried in the years.

The death of a genius made all Spirit Sword Sect martial artists feel sad.

Killing Murong Yeshen, Lin Bai held his sword, standing proudly on the cliff of no return, looking at all the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, looking at the land of the 100,000-li mountain gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, looking at the four seas and eight desolations, looking at the heavens and worlds, looking at the gods and demons in the sky, and roared angrily:

"Today's battle is not what I Lin Bai wants!"

"Today's battle, it's not me Lin Bai who wants to kill!"

"Today's battle is not my sword cultivator's doing!"

"It's just because the Divine Alliance deceives people too much, when I Lin Bai, the moment I stepped into the Spirit Sword Sect, the Divine Alliance stuck to me like a dog's skin plaster, relying on the Divine Alliance to be strong, relying on the Divine Alliance to be invincible, bullying me, and making fun of me!"

"Bullying me, my cultivation is not high, and my martial arts are not strong!"

"Make fun of my low martial spirit, and my martial arts are not long!"

"I don't want my martial soul to be a product, but God was born like this, what should I do?"

Lin Bai said angrily.

"I only have a three-foot sword in my hand, and those who make fun of me and humiliate me will all be thrown into a place of no return! Those who despise me and oppress me will all die without a place to be buried!"

"If someone insults me, behead him!"

"If God insults me, I will also be killed!"

"With this sword, I want to annihilate all those who look down on me!!"

As he spoke, Lin Bai slashed down angrily with a sword.

The sword qi slammed into the cliff of no return.

Boom Boom –

A loud noise came, leaving a shocking sword mark on the huge mountain of the Cliff of No Return.

The sword intent that permeated the sword marks shattered the sky and pierced through the sun and moon.

Lin Bai stood on the cliff of no return, and after a heart-rending roar, he was left sad in his heart.

At this moment, Lin Bai roared out all the grievances in his heart.

When the Second Elder and Ji Bei heard this, their faces were shocked, and then they said bitterly: "We don't know enough about him, I didn't expect him to be so bitter in his heart." ”

Ji Bei sighed lightly: "Yes, how difficult it is for a yellow-level first-grade martial soul to survive in this world where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected." ”

"Heaven gave me this, what should I do?" the second elder muttered.

That's true.

The martial soul given to Lin Bai by God is a yellow-level product.

That's it, what can Lin Bai do?

What Lin Bai can do is to keep working hard, to break through himself, to make fun of him, to laugh at him, to despise him, to oppress him, and to use his absolute strength to beat them all into a place of no return!

At this moment, Lin Bai stood on the cliff of no return, proud of the crowd.

The cliff of no return is like a towering Tianshan Mountain, on the top of this mountain, proud of the world's heroes, proud of the gods and demons of the heavens.

"Today's battle is not over yet!"

"I, Lin Bai, still say the same thing, I want to kill me, but any martial artist in the Earth Martial Realm can come up and fight!"

"But I still have to remind you that if you set foot on the cliff of no return and fight me, you must come with the determination to die!"

Lin Bai looked around and said proudly.

After speaking, Lin Bai sat down cross-legged, ran the Great Five Elements Technique, and restored the true qi in his body.

Ling Tianzi and Li Shanqing sat opposite each other on Baiyun Peak.

Hearing Lin Bai's words, Ling Tianzi stood up with a solemn face, took a few steps forward, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Lin Bai's figure sitting cross-legged on the cliff of no return, and fell into deep thought.

"Master. Li Shanqing saw that Ling Tianzi was thoughtful, and shouted softly.

Ling Tianzi sighed lightly: "Shan Qing, my junior brother's martial arts will probably be extremely difficult. His yellow-level first-grade martial soul, no matter where he goes, he will become a laughing stock in the mouth. ”

"Master, is the martial soul of the Yellow level and the first grade really so ridiculous?" Li Shanqing asked incomprehensibly: "This is a world where strength is respected, and martial soul only represents potential, and strength is fundamental." ”

"Hehe, Shan Qing, you are an emperor-level martial soul, so naturally you don't understand the pain of a yellow-level martial soul. Ling Tianzi shook his head and said, "But you are right, this world is respected by strength, what is the use of martial spirits in Gao? When people die, there is nothing." ”

"After this battle, Lin Bai is in the Spirit Sword Sect, and no one dares to laugh at him with his martial soul. ”

Ling Tianzi said softly.

Emperor-level martial spirit!

Li Shanqing is actually an emperor-level martial spirit!

If Lin Bai and the other martial artists were here, hearing the words "Emperor-level Martial Soul" would be enough to scare them!

If it is said that the heaven-level martial soul is a peerless genius within the territory of all nations.

That emperor-level martial soul is the pearl in the palm of the entire Barbarian Ancient Continent.

The emperor-level martial soul is destined to become a hegemon and a peerless emperor.

"The myth of the inner gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, the undefeated Murong Night God has all died in the hands of Lin Bai, and now in the Spirit Sword Sect, in addition to the top ten Heavenly Martial Realm masters on the top 100 inner gate list, who else will be Lin Bai's opponent?" Li Shanqing said lightly.

On the cliff of no return, fell into peace.

Since Lin Bai killed Murong Yeshen, no martial artist dared to go up and challenge Lin Bai.

And Su Cang fell into remorse, the blood and tears on his face were gradually wiped away by him, and when he looked at Lin Bai again, his eyes showed a monstrous fierce light and hatred.

The Divine Alliance was defeated, but Su Cang was not defeated.

Su Cang still has the capital to defeat Lin Bai, and his capital is that the nine core martial artists and the top ten martial artists in the top 100 of the inner gate are still serving Su Cang.

As long as Su Cang does not fall and kills Lin Bai, the Divine Alliance will still be able to make a comeback.

But if Lin Bai lived, then the Divine Alliance would always live in the shame of Murong Yeshen kneeling under Lin Bai's sword.

"Lin Bai, this time, I'm not going to give you a chance to plump up your wings. ”

Su Cang said in a deep voice.

Su Cang did not send the masters of the Divine Alliance to go up.

Now that the Murong Night God is dead, the hearts of the Divine Alliance are shattered, and no one has the power to defeat Lin Bai.

Su Cang's plan was to wait for Lin Bai to go down the cliff of no return, and then send the core martial artist to arrest Lin Bai, and let Su Cang kill Lin Bai with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Murong Yeshen is dead, who is still going up to challenge Lin Bai?"

"Yes, within the Spirit Sword Sect's martial realm, no one is Lin Bai's opponent. ”

"Lin Bai won, and he won the scenery. ”

Many warriors sighed lightly.

The death of one genius casts the rise of another.

Just when everyone thought that no one dared to go up to challenge Lin Bai, a woman in white, with a cold face and a murderous aura, clutched her sword and walked up to the cliff of no return step by step.

She has a pretty face and a cold face, cold and beautiful.

She is proud of her body, like a fairy.

(End of chapter)