Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Bai Ye is even more at this moment, stepping out, surging cultivation power, following the footsteps, into the mountain of Vulture Peak.

"Boom, boom..."

When the low sound of thunder spread, countless gravels were raised in front of Bai Ye, carrying stone dust and stone powder, and immediately raised a gray cloud, blocking everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Bai Ye's right hand was raised, and a small white sword slashed down on the back of the Crimson Demon Knife.

"Ding...", like a real fine iron strike, immediately spread to all sides.

Ma Yue suddenly felt that a foot of demon knife was impacted by a strong force, and in the tremor, there were signs of imminent collapse, which made her eyes shrink, and the pinching trick in her hand was triggered.

Immediately, the second demon knife, which was almost twice as large, quickly twisted and disappeared in front of her, and her gaze was once again on the land where immortal magic was raging and stone dust was filled.

"It's not surprising that the power of the first sword condensing qi in the early stage of the seventh layer was dissolved by this person, but..." Ma Yue stared, as if he wanted to see through the dusty haze.

"How did he defuse... I have no way of knowing, but the exchange of low-level spirit runes, as well as the shaking of the mountains under his feet and the kicking up of stone dust, are all measures taken by this man to cover up his methods... But... This second sword is comparable to the middle of the seventh layer, and it is on par with its cultivation, I see how you hide it..."

The second blood-colored demon knife, sensing the aura of the previous demon knife before it collapsed, instantly appeared above the diffuse mixture of spells and stone dust, and slashed down.

At this moment, Bai Ye's expression did not change in the slightest, and when the second knife appeared, he already felt that this knife was better than before.

Seeing that the sword was a foot in front of him, Bai Ye was at this moment, looking at Ma Yue in the air, his left eye flashed the immortal pattern again, and after thinking about it, his right hand flashed the power of cultivation, and shot it towards the demon knife.

The power of cultivation immediately swam out, and at the same time, turning his palm into a fist, his index finger stretched out a little, and the light that immediately pierced people's eyes shrouded the entire Vulture Peak.

"Ah, my eyes, this light seems to have substance, and it can make people's eyes painful and unbearable!"

"This light is like a needle, piercing my eyes, and it seems that blood is flowing from my eyes..."

"What kind of spell is this? I've never seen anyone else cast it... The fight between the two, it's not like I can watch the fight..."

This light was not only dazzling, making people invisible, but also the pain of pins and needles, and the eyes of the disciples who were watching around appeared in the eyes, and immediately caused a wail of pain.

Although Ma Yue is strong, she is still dazzled by this light, and there is a sour meaning in her eyes.

When Xiu frowned, the power of cultivation immediately worked, and although it was bearable at this time, he still couldn't see the land of light clearly.

At the same time, the second demon knife shook more than ten times in a row, and the feeling of collapse appeared in Ma Yue's mind again, which made her set her eyes on the third demon knife in front of her.

The dazzling light of the Eagle Peak shone on the peak, and it could be seen from afar, and the two of them clashed several times, and the aura of cultivation that stirred up was even more reverberating in the thirty-six peaks of Fujia.

Listening to the rain lake, Zhao Dibei threw down the fishing rod in his hand, and after drinking the wine in the pot, he said to Dugu Allure not far away: "The rather powerful aura that appeared later, unfamiliar, it should be what Bai Ye who made Ma Yue angry, he hasn't been taken down by that girl for so long, hehe... Dugu, let's go, go see the excitement!"

Ge Yangfeng, the young man with a square face and thick eyebrows, also saw the light, clapped his hands, immediately took out the wine jug from the treasure bag, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a long smile: "Haha, interesting!"

When he stepped out, the rainbow light flickered under his feet, and he headed towards Vulture Peak.

And the feminine man, his narrow eyes narrowed, flashing with a strange light that no one could understand, only two breaths later than the square-faced youth, and also disappeared into the pavilion.

Mingyue Peak, Wu Qingshi stood at the door of the cave mansion with a sneer on his face, "This slut, as a true disciple, can't take a single ant for so long, how can I not go and see it in person!"

There is only a dozen breaths before and after, Shocking Peak, Jialonging Peak, Lisey Peak... All the peaks inhabited by the True Transmission disciples flew out of the Dao Divine Rainbow, and the direction they went was the Eagle Peak.

Even Yu Wangyue Peak, Jing Gongwang and the Twelve Elders in the Kaiyuan Hall all looked at each other with a little doubt.

"That person's breath is not the seventeenth true disciple, when will there be a disciple who can be compared with the true disciple and not fall behind..." Jing Gongwang frowned slightly at this moment, and looked at Zhuo Qingshu not far away.

Zhuo Qingshu smiled faintly and said, "They are all disciples of Fujia, and since they have such cultivation, no matter who is injured, it is not good... Let's discuss it first, and the younger brother will go and see... Wouldn't it be better if it was a person who could be created, and the true disciples became eighteen..."

And Wan Dongchuan had already sensed the breath of his disciple, and was hesitating whether to go, but when he saw Zhuo Qingshu say this, he dispelled the idea of going.

Tiansu Peak, on the recliner outside the thatched house, the old man of Tianshu suddenly appeared.

"No wonder it always feels a little familiar, it turns out to be that little guy..."

The old man smiled softly, with a thoughtful look on his face, "This little guy hasn't been to Tianshu Peak for several years, I didn't expect such progress... Is it six years or seven years..."

When Bai Ye pointed out, the white flying sword obtained from Helian Chunshui flew out of the treasure bag again, and in the dazzling light, the sword was not visible at all.

The flying sword seemed to be a white lightning bolt, directly on the body of the demon knife in front of the blocked body, slashing more than ten times in an instant, until it collapsed, it turned into a white light and fell back into the bag.

From the dazzling light enveloping the peak of the Vulture Peak to slashing the demon knife, the whole process only took two or three breaths, and Bai Ye's gaze kept looking at Ma Yue, just releasing his divine sense to feel all the changes around him.

"The first demon knife is in the early stage of the seventh layer, and the second demon knife is in the middle of the seventh layer... Then the third shank should be the pinnacle... Taking Ma Yue Xiu as a theory... The sixth demon knife should be her limit, but why are there ten knives in front of her... If there are three swords and one realm, the last three swords should be..."

Thinking of this, Bai Ye's pupils contracted suddenly, "It should be... Ten layers of condensation!"

"She has an eight-layer peak, but she can resist a ten-layer sword...?!"

At this moment, the immortal pattern flashed from Bai Ye's left eye again, which made his eyes narrow, and he exhaled and breathed, and his face showed a sudden and relaxed.

"Six knives are real, seven knives are ninety, and after the eighth knife, it looks like red blood, but it is all illusory, not real, just a continuation of the spell, and it will appear."

Seeing the true reality of the Ten Swords Slash, Bai Ye showed a little smile.

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