The young monk was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Indeed, no matter what Ye Bai himself is, this is his own business after all, and what does it have to do with him?

But this greatly surprised the young monk, and also frustrated his plans.

The young monk was in an irritable mood, but his mouth became more and more bitter, and he said contemptuously: "I heard that you dared to challenge my senior brother of the Ruyi Sect, I originally thought that you still have a bit of backbone and a bit of genius arrogance, but I didn't expect that you are so cowardly, it's really unexpected." ”

Ye Bai said very seriously: "However, that still has nothing to do with you, is it your duty to comment on the many geniuses in this oasis city?"

The young monk's face suddenly turned red, and he shouted: "Ye Bai, don't be presumptuous, I might as well tell you the truth, if you want to go in, it is absolutely impossible, if I were you, I wouldn't have come here today, because this is just self-inflicted humiliation!"

Ye Bai was not surprised by this result, he smiled: "Then what if I have to go in today?"

A flying sword flew out of the young monk's storage bag, and after spinning his body around it, the tip of the sword was aimed at Ye Bai's eyebrows!

The momentum that belonged to the late realm of Jindan emanated, and the sword intent suddenly became great, turning into a chilling murderous aura!

The young monk slapped the case and said in a cold voice, "Do you think that I am standing here and that I am not an ornament?"

Ye Bai restrained a smile and asked, "Before I entered the secret realm, the sect master of your Ruyi Sect had already announced that I could enter the tower to practice for a month, and now you are blocking me from entering the tower, do you want to disobey your sect master's will?"

"Hmph, you also said that it was before you entered the secret realm, but now it's not good, Ye Bai, I advise you to leave by yourself, otherwise Hugh will blame me for the ruthlessness of the flying sword in my hand!"

As if to match the young monk's words, the flying sword suspended in front of Ye Bai was floating on the body of the flying sword, and a green light floated up, cold and dazzling.

Ye Bai glanced at the young monk lightly and said, "Please give me advice." ”

The young monk was laughed at angrily, especially at this moment, many monks from other sects were staring here, he felt that he couldn't fall into the prestige of the sect, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and snorted coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

I saw that the flying sword that emitted green light shook all over its body, and then it swept through the space in an instant and arrived in front of Ye Bai.

This sword is quite amazing!

Many monks who watched this scene had their eyes lit up, revealing a sense of appreciation.

Although most sects do not list the flying sword as the main cultivation method, in fact, every young monk will choose a flying sword as their natal object, except for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the rest of the sect's monks can go to the realm of the sword, it all depends on personal talent and chance.

There was no doubt that this young disciple of the Ruyi Sect who was in charge of guarding the tower had a very good talent and luck in the Imperial Sword Sect.

Many people want to take a look, in the face of such a sword, can Ye Bai follow?

So under all kinds of eyes, Ye Bai raised his head, he was not in a hurry to summon his flying sword, but instead showed an incomprehensible smile at the young monk in front of him.

"Look for death!"

The young monk's face was slightly gloomy, and he said angrily.

However, Ye Bai just casually stretched his hand forward, and then the dark green flying sword stopped and stopped advancing.

It's not that the flying sword doesn't want to move forward, it's just that no matter how it vibrates and how it consumes spiritual power, it can't break through the two fingers that hold the sword body at all.

Ye Bai's fingers are slender and very white, if you don't look at the face and only look at the hands, it really looks a little like a woman's slender hands.

It's just two fingers, but it lightly clamps a flying sword of a late Jindan monk!

The atmosphere in the room became weird, and many young monks' faces became unbelievable, and a few of them looked at Ye Bai with solemn eyes.

The young monk of the Ruyi Sect couldn't be angry, his eyes widened, his face quickly became more ruddy, and while staring at Ye Bai tightly, the sword technique in his hand was constantly changing.

"Give it to me!"

"Midori, come on!"

The young monk tried his best to urge his spiritual power, but to no avail, and the frequency of trembling in the body of the flying sword became higher and higher, but he still couldn't move forward a bit.

After a moment of stalemate, the young monk's face turned red and was about to drip blood, and his eyes showed a touch of cruelty, as if he had fallen into a state of paranoia, and continued to urge the flying sword.

On the flying sword, the green light was great, turning into a sword qi and slashing on those two fingers, but there was not even a rough mark left.

This scene suddenly fell into the eyes of many onlookers around the monks, and it sparked a lot of discussion.

"Isn't this Ye Bai physically unattainable?"

"Impossible, I see that his body is full of spiritual power, and it is definitely not a Shinto breath, if he is a physical cultivation, then what are we doing?"

"But if he wasn't physical, how could he do such an amazing thing?"

Everyone can give an accurate answer.

You must know that the reason why most of the monks of each sect will choose to refine a flying sword as their natal object is that the flying sword is the sharpest of all weapons.

With such a happy and bloody thing, what monk doesn't yearn for and don't move?

No one knew how Ye Bai had managed to do such an incredible thing, including the young monk.

His eyes were full of disbelief at the moment, although he knew very well that Ye Bai was indeed at war with Senior Brother Xiao Zhan, but he never thought that Ye Bai would really have the strength to match the legendary Senior Brother.

It's just that now, he couldn't help but think in his heart, could the rumors be true?

The young monk quickly expelled this thought of shaking the Dao heart from his mind, and he gritted his teeth, preparing to use a secret method to temporarily increase the power of the flying sword.

However, although this method is domineering and powerful, the sequelae are not ordinarily big, if it is not a critical moment, he will never choose to use it, but now, he plans to make an exception.

Just as the young monk had already recited the mantra silently, he suddenly heard a chuckle, and then his face changed greatly, his eyes widened, and anger gushed out, but before he could say anything, his face turned white, and the whole person staggered back three steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, hitting the white clothes, and in a moment the white clothes were dyed red.

Ye Bai looked at the half-broken tip of the flying sword in his hand with great interest, and then threw the half-cut tip of the sword on the ground as if he had discarded garbage.

"You have a big tone, but your strength is very average......"