Liu Bai stood up.

The disciple of the Sword Pavilion Wei Rin, thinking of what the master had said earlier, knew that he had decided not to wait any longer, then this meant that the battle at the pinnacle of the cultivation world was coming.

However, at this moment, the divine veil was slightly flicked, and Ye Hongyu walked into the wilderness.

The allied forces of the Xiling Temple, which had a depressed atmosphere, saw the blood-red figure on the field, first became silent, and then burst into thunderous cheers.

Ye Hongyu is a true genius of the Daomen, the prince of Longqing, who was pressed a few years ago, was out of breath, and he was the opponent that Ning Que was most unwilling to face - the record of the youngest person in the world to enter the realm of knowing fate was still held by Chen Pipi, but if she wanted to, maybe she would do it before Chen Pipi.

It may not sound convincing, but it turns out that when she wants to do something, she can always do it, such as becoming the Grand Priest of the Judge.

Seeing Ye Hongyu's figure appear in the field, Liu Bai put his hands behind his back and stopped moving forward.

Liu Bai has never liked those big people in the Xiling Temple, including the master of the sect, but he has always liked it, or admired Ye Hongyu.

It wasn't because Ye Hongyu was able to sit on the Moyu Divine Throne of the Judgment Temple, and he had a deep relationship with him—the paper sword in that letter was drawn by Liu Bai himself—but because he knew that the current Ye Hongyu had never been limited to the realm of that sword, and her Dao Sect Divine Technique had already been completed.

Liu Bai still thinks that Jun Mo is stronger than Ye Hongyu, but he thinks that yesterday evening, after Jun Mo left the sentence You are not my opponent, Ye Hongyu still chose to fight at this time, so there must be a reason to fight.

He wondered what Ye Hongyu would do.

He wanted to know more about the outcome of the battle between her and Jun Mo.

So he chose to watch the game again.

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The morale of the allied forces of the Xiling Temple. was the iron sword outside Qingxia. The slaughter was extremely low, until the figure of Ye Hongyu came into everyone's eyes. They were reinvigorated.

Ye Hongyu walked towards Qingxia, and only slowly stopped when he reached the middle of the field.

A huge wave of cheers came from behind her. Higher and higher, and then suddenly still.

Countless pairs of eyes fell on the blood-colored ruling robe on her body, extremely nervous, and even more expectant.

She can have such a big impact on the morale of the coalition forces when she stands up, and the most important thing is her status as the Grand Priest of Xiling, although she is the youngest Grand Priest in the history of the Xiling Temple.

The Great Priest of Xiling must be the seat of the gods that countless Daomen cultivators are extremely awe-inspiring, and the gods in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Haotian believers in the world. Who would have thought that the gods would be defeated by mortals?

There was a faint movement in the camp of the allied forces of the temple, and I don't know how many thousands of people poured out of the barracks and came to the front of the battlefield. Armed with a spear and an iron spear. Excitedly looking at the scene in the wilderness.

The cheers and cacophony have stopped.

There was silence in the world.

There was a sudden sound of percussion.

It was the end of the spear, the sound of the crash against the field.

Hand-held weapons. The number of people striking the earth grew, and the sound became louder and louder.

I don't know that tens of thousands of spears and iron spears collided with the ground, and the ground began to shake.

At first, the sound of countless weapons colliding with the ground was dense and chaotic, then gradually became neat, the rhythm became faster and faster, and finally became the heaviest sound.

Rumble!

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The beating of war drums finally condensed into a thunderous sound.

At the moment when the thunder sounded.

Ye Hongyu took out the sword.

In the face of such a terrible opponent as Jun Mo, her sword must be the strongest sword.

At the same time as she drew her sword, her black hair, which was bound by the golden crown, was blown back by the strong wind.

Her eyes suddenly brightened, and the two divine stars in the deepest part of her eyes began to burn violently, and the purest souls could be seen dancing in the golden flames.

However, the sword has been released, but the Dao sword is still in her hand.

The thin Dao sword did not turn into a long rainbow and fly to Qingxia, nor did it disappear in the wind, but was held in her hand and pointed at the man in Qingxia from afar.

The Dao sword did not come out.

But the sword is out.

The sky was overcast.

The field in front of the green mountains was very dark.

Tens of thousands of white turbulences suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, piercing the Qingxia.

A white turbulence is a sword mark.

She used the star light of the gods to see through the division of heaven and earth, and used the sword marks emitted by the Haotian Divine Technique.

There were hundreds of sword marks sticking to the ground of the field, crossing the corpses and blood all over the ground, pointing straight to the Qingxia.

More sword marks went straight up to the sky, and even almost entered the faint clouds, and then fell like feathered arrows, falling in a perfect arc, still pointing at Qingxia.

These sword marks are closer to the sky, absorbing the heavenly light emitted from the clouds, and then refracting those heavenly lights into colorful rays, which look like real lightsabers.

It's beautiful and dreamlike.

Countless sword marks with holy and solemn meanings emanated from the tip of the Dao sword in Ye Hongyu's hand, and then they were quiet or easy, or straight up to the blue sky or quiet to the earth, and stabbed Jun Mo directly!

Seeing this incredible scene, the Xiling Temple coalition camp burst into cheers again.

Liu Bai's brows furrowed slightly, a little puzzled.

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Jun Mo's armor is the best armor in the world.

Even if it was stained with blood and dust a moment ago, it only takes a moment of wind blowing to become clean and new again.

The bright armor is like a mirror, reflecting the picture between heaven and earth.

The gloomy sky before the green mountains.

Blood-stained fields.

And the hundreds of holy and solemn sword marks.

With the gloomy sky as the curtain, those bright sword rainbows look very beautiful.

It's like a grand firework.

The fireworks on the armor grew brighter and brighter, representing those sword marks getting closer and closer.

The second senior brother looked up at the sky and did nothing.

In the eyes of many, it was just a moment, but in fact he had been waiting for a long time.

He had been waiting, waiting for those tens of thousands of sword marks to finally turn into a sword.

However, he never waited for that moment to come.

When he confirmed that these tens of thousands of sword marks would not be reunited into a single sword, his brows furrowed slightly.

Fighting to this day. There was no change in his face at all times. This is the first time.

Because he didn't understand why Ye Hongyu produced so many swords for the time being.

When it comes to the realm of him and Ye Hongyu, they all know what is really powerful.

Beauty is not powerful. Like fireworks on armor.

Holiness is not powerful, like the divine light in her eyes.

Spectacular is not powerful, such as the hundreds of sword marks that span the heavens and the earth and amaze thousands of people.

Focus is powerful.

This firework was formed by countless swords. The foundation is the exquisite Xiling Divine Technique of Ye Hongyu's realm, which seems to be grand and magnificent, but because of this, it is impossible to achieve absolute concentration.

The torrential rain in Chang'an in summer, although the sound is huge and palpitating, comes and goes in a hurry, and it is difficult to leave any traces on the ancient city wall after the rain subsides.

The dripping water in front of the eaves of the college, although it is silent, is persistent. After a thousand years, I don't know how many hard bluestone aisle bricks have been dripped through.

The second senior brother did not fight with Ye Hongyu.

But he has seen the sword that Liu Bai painted to Ye Hongyu, and it is also Tong Guò Ning Que. He knew what kind of person Ye Hongyu was.

In his opinion. This little girl who had just comprehended Liu Bai's sword intent dared to go straight to the Judgment Temple to seize the throne. Undoubtedly, the strongest of the new generation.

She's stronger than Pippi.

Stronger than Ning Que.

Then it is impossible for her not to understand what is really powerful.

Her most powerful sword must be just a sword.

It can't be so many swords.

The second senior brother has been waiting for Ye Hongyu to unite ten thousand swords.

Because he decided to defeat her when she used the strongest sword.

Only in this way can it be called happy.

However, the leaf redfish did not do so.

He couldn't understand why she hadn't done it.

Even if she used the strongest sword, the second senior brother was confident that she could defeat her, but at this time, her sword was ten thousand ways, which was equivalent to declaring defeat in advance, because she couldn't find a chance to win at all.

The second senior brother suddenly figured it out.

Ye Hongyu played today, and he didn't think about winning at all.

"It's a kind of pride to be able to give up your pride so calmly for the sake of the ultimate victory, isn't it?"

The second senior brother thought, then looked at the ten thousand sword marks that came to Qingxia, and said, "This is Fan Cage?"

He raised the iron sword in his hand and slashed towards the Fan Cage Divine Array formed by tens of thousands of sword marks, with a solemn expression.

It's not because of Fan Cage.

It's because of Ye Hongyu's intention to hide behind the Fan Cage Array.

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Fan Cage is one of the most profound and powerful formations in the Xiling Temple.

Ke Haoran used Haoran Sword to create a Fan Cage Array, which trapped Master Liansheng for decades, and the previous generation of Ruling Great Priests also used a Fan Cage Array to trap Wei Guangming in Taoshan for more than ten years and could not come out.

Ye Hongyu's Fan Cage Array built with tens of thousands of sword marks at this time was the Haoran sword marks she had seen in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, but although she had reached the peak of the Knowing Destiny Realm now, she was far worse than Mr. Ke back then, and it was not even as good as the previous generation of Judgment Great Priests.

One of the most important reasons why she was able to kill the previous generation of gods and become the new generation of adjudicating archpriests was because after Wei Guangming broke through the Fan Cage Formation, the previous generation of gods had been seriously injured and had not recovered.

With her current realm, this Fan Cage Array condensed with Dao Sword can trap countless strong people, but it is not enough to trap the second senior brother of the academy, which means that she will lose this battle.

But she's not afraid to lose.

Just as the second senior brother finally figured out, she didn't think about winning at all when she fought today.

It is a very undignified thing for a Xiling Great Priest to lose to his opponent in front of hundreds of thousands of believers.

But she didn't care.

Although her Fan Cage Array couldn't trap Second Senior Brother I, she could at least trap him for a while.

That's what she wants.

In an instant, it was enough for the Xiling Temple coalition army to do a lot of things.

For example, the Thousand Cavalry Charge.

And when the sound of the piano flute sounded at the Qingxia......

In the divine circle, the Great Priest of the Heavenly Oracle stretched out his finger and turned the Xiling Sect in front of him to a certain page.

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(Friday's chapter count is wrong...... These two days are the birthdays of my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and this year is my mother-in-law's 60th birthday. ）