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Under the martial arts platform of the school, among the disciples of Wuji Gate, Huang Jiuzhen, who was surrounded by the stars holding the moon, showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was wearing a bright yellow brocade robe, and he wore a five-foot-long, shaped like a crescent moon, with a dazzling golden ring knife around his waist, which was his Huang family's famous knife - Biluo.

"Senior Brother Huang, this white night really thinks that he is the first of the three factions, and he dares to challenge Zhao Ling'er at this time, I really don't know what to do. ”

Beside Huang Jiuzhen, a disciple of the Wuji Gate echoed.

Huang Jiuzhen didn't look at him, but turned his gaze to Zhao Ling'er on the stage.

"And show me what you'll do," he said meaningfully.

Zhao Ling'er stood on the stage, but at this time, most of everyone's eyes were on Bai Ye, so when Huang Jiuzhen's playful eyes moved, she felt it very clearly.

She blinked a pair of big black eyes, and after looking around the people in the audience, she already knew in her heart, and suddenly said in a crisp voice: "Since Senior Brother Bai Ye of the Sword Academy wants to come up and give teaching, why not?"

Bai Ye said below: "Happy!" Ignoring Nie Xiaoyu, who wanted to stop him on the side, he flew up to the martial platform.

He had never fought with Zhao Ling'er before, after all, the other party had a special identity in Yunshui Palace, and he was a member of the Zhao family, and he had been following the Yunshui Palace Palace Master to cultivate, but he had tried with the first six disciples of Yunshui Palace's generation, and when the sword defeated the 'first person' at that time, the other party had a face full of unwillingness and said that Zhao Ling'er was the real number one in Yunshui Palace, and with Zhao Ling'er's strength, it only took ten moves to defeat her.

And at that time, Bai Ye competed with her, and a total of sixteen swords were produced.

The master has made a move, and the victory or defeat is always only between the lines.

Bai Ye needs sixteen swords to defeat the opponent, Zhao Ling'er only needs ten moves, even if other factors are not taken into account, Zhao Ling'er's strength is firmly above him.

Boom!

Bai Ye drew his sword, and the look on his face was that intimidating smile since he stopped Nie Xiaoyu from fighting.

But when he pulled out his sword, there was a little more smile in his smile, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, full of an indescribable joy, and the sword in his hand was slowly raised, as if it would stab someone else and poke a few holes in it the next moment.

At this time, Bai Ye was very happy, not because he stood up for Nie Xiaoyu just now, but because a swordsman was finally able to try the new swordsmanship he had learned.

And Zhao Ling'er, who stood in front of him, was the well-deserved first person in Yunshui Palace, and it was his long-awaited opponent.

"What are you happy about?"

Bai Ye's smile made Zhao Ling'er faintly irritable, the reason why she agreed to Bai Ye's invitation to fight was that she didn't want to leave her cowardly image in front of everyone, and secondly, the plan of the Zhao and Huang families, Yunshui Palace, and Wujimen had also taken Bai Ye into account before the plan was implemented, and Zhao Ling'er was probably clearer than Meng Chong about Bai Ye's strength. Even if Bai Ye defeated Liu Xuanzhen of the Wuji Gate with one sword before, in her eyes, she could do it, and even did better than Bai Ye.

It's just an abandoned son thrown out by the Haoshan Sword Academy in this martial arts test, and he should have clearly understood his situation, and he didn't know the time to order someone to send the proposal that seemed to her to be a fantasy, and now he couldn't wait to stand in front of her, wanting to fight with her?

Who is more ridiculous?

Could it be that she, Zhao Ling'er, is it a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by him in the eyes of this silly boy?

A cold glint flashed in her bright watery eyes, and she made up her mind to let this guy who knows the height of the earth know that he knows how powerful, why not wait for her to cut off a few fingers of his sword, and then see if he can still laugh like he does now?

Without waiting for Bai Ye to come out of the sword, the double swords in Zhao Ling'er's hands were already out, and the sword light was divided into ten and ten into hundreds, instantly turning into a vast sea of swords, enveloping Bai Ye's body.

The secret 'Xuanhai Sword Technique' of Yunshui Palace is the most vast and mysterious like the sea.

The double sword in her hand is not ordinary, it is the Zhao family who took out a piece of star iron that fell from the sky, and the famous sword 'Shuangyue' that took half a year to forge by the great worship of Yunshui Palace, if others rashly use the sword body to counteract, it will only be the end of the sword destroying people.

It's a pity that this martial arts test will be paid attention to until the point is stopped, and she can only take advantage of the situation to cut off a few fingers of Bai Ye at most, so that he will never be able to hold a sword again in this life.

She shot extremely fast, Bai Ye just blinked, and the vast sword light reached his eyes, he knew that it was impossible to dodge with his body, and even if he took a step back here, there would be no chance to fight back.

I saw his right hand flip, and a little bright starlight bloomed in his hand.

Starlight was the tip of the sword in his hand, flying in the air and dragging out long traces of light, and his body suddenly seemed to have thousands of starlight flickering and shining, shattering with Zhao Ling'er's sword sea.

"I learned an ancient poem today, I wonder if Miss Zhao can taste one or two?"

When thousands of killing machines appeared around Bai Ye, and were carefully destroyed by him with countless quick swings of the sword, he suddenly spoke.

Obviously, the victory or defeat may be in the next second, but he is not afraid to talk about other things, as if there is a bottomless abyss in front of him, as long as he takes a little further step, it will be the end of his bones, but then he suddenly turns back to start greeting the enemy who forced him to jump down.

It's shocking, and I don't know what Bai Ye is thinking in his head at this time.

Zhao Ling'er also had the same idea, she didn't talk, she just sneered, and made the Xuanhai Sword Technique faster.

Seeing Zhao Ling'er's reaction, Bai Ye sighed slightly, as if it was a pity that no one could participate in the following event with him.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming," although no one was cheering, he began to chant softly, and at the same time, the sword momentum in his hand had changed slightly.

Zhao Ling'er only felt a chill in her heart, the sword that was supposed to parry her attack had silently reached between her eyes, and the sword light was about to pierce her eyes.

Her figure disappeared in an instant, dissipating like a bubble, but for the first time, her real body retreated a few steps away from the white night.

Her body style doesn't look fast, but there is an indescribable grace and lightness in the rotation of her body, and she can dodge the unpredictable sword of Bai Ye, which shows that the change of body style is really fast and scary, far higher than Bai Ye's body speed is several times higher.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Her soft face turned pale, how Bai Ye came out of the sword just now, she didn't even see the slightest trace, the sword's move was even more terrifying and weird than the Xuanhai sword technique of Yunshui Palace!

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles," Bai Ye continued to chant, his sword changed with the verses, and a new sword swung out, this sword waved, only Zhao Ling'er felt a chill of the body's body attack, she had no room to think, and the double swords in her hands twisted forward with the sound of the wind.

Just listened to the sound, sparks splashed, Zhao Ling'er's neck was cold, but she didn't feel a trace of pain.

But she fell.

"It's a pity that there are still two swords ......"

When she fell, she seemed to see Bai Ye pause in pity, holding a sword in his hand, with an expression of unfinished fun.