Nine Realms Sword Master

How are you studying? The motherfucker has got the hang of it! !

Elder Sha suddenly came back to his senses, his old eyes were full of horror, he looked up and down Bai Ye, after a long time, he snorted, and said disdainfully: "It's so-so, you have a little grasp of the fur, it seems that you are still How talented!"

Of course, that's what he said in his mouth, but the thoughts in Elder Sha's heart are completely different.

"Oh? Is it so-so? I think it's pretty good. Since Elder Sha thought that my move just now was so-so, then please Elder Sha point out my shortcomings just now." Bai Ye thought for a while, and said seriously.

"This..." Elder Sha hesitated for a long time, but couldn't say anything. After a while, he suddenly picked up a jar of wine next to him and threw it over. You don’t understand either! It’s useless to say it! By the way, didn’t you want to drink just now? Take it!”

That's how it went.

Bai Ye smiled, how could he not know Elder Sha's thoughts? In fact, this so-called 'Traveling Meteor' is not difficult for him, it is easy to learn one move.

You know, the current Bai Ye mastered countless holy formulas, but what he is studying now are all ancient holy formulas!

thump thump...

Bai Ye drank a lot of wine, the spicy drink slipped down his throat, his body was suddenly hot, and a surge of energy surged up.

He put down the wine jar, wiped his mouth and laughed loudly: "Good wine!"

"Isn't that right? I made it all myself, the old man!" Elder Sha snorted, and Xuan'er walked to the center again: "You think the boy has a little talent, but only a little bit, let me teach you a few tricks, you You have learned everything, this wine, you can drink whatever you want!"

"it is good!"

.....

Two days later, it was time for the duel, all the people from the sword training room ran out and followed Bai Ye towards the duel field.

Everyone was extremely excited and had a strong fighting spirit. Although they were not on stage, everyone's mood was very surging.

Elder Sha stood at the door, watching the disciples walking towards the door, his old face was completely dark.

"Why didn't Elder Sha drink any alcohol today?"

"It seems that he also attaches great importance to us. Knowing that Senior Brother Bai is going to a duel, he didn't even drink alcohol."

The disciples muttered.

Little did he know that Elder Sha's heart was bleeding at this moment.

He never thought that an emperor could drink better than him.

In just two days, he drank nearly a hundred altars of good wine...

The little drunk!

Elder Sha stared at Bai Ye, wishing that this guy would be hammered to death in the ring.

Bai Ye didn't care about it, and led a group of people from the sword training room towards the duel field, wearing the most common disciple uniform.

"Look, the people from the sword training room have come out!"

"Hehe, are they really going to the duel field? These guys are really so stupid, they dare to fight, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Look, most of the people in the sword training room are going to be cold today. I think our Yijian Tiangong will recruit new people in advance, let's recruit people to practice swords!"

"Most of the disciples in the wooden man's room are the elite disciples of our own sect. They have practiced in the wooden man's room all year round. They have superb sword skills and solid cultivation. What can the sword training room do to compete with them? It's really beyond their control!"

Along the way, the disciples ridiculed and ridiculed constantly.

Trying to wait for everyone to feel angry, but they didn't make a sound. They understand that getting angry is useless, and the only way to really regain their dignity is to continue to practice and improve their strength.

The duel field is a place for disciples to compete and compete. Anyone in the sect who wants to resolve their grievances through a duel will meet here. Deacon Mo in the duel field will serve as a referee and make a fair decision. Of course, in normal private duels, regardless of the winner or loser, the deacon of the duel field would not care about it, but today is different! Submit the letter of war, the two sides set up a duel, and Deacon Mo will definitely come forward.

At this moment, many disciples in the duel arena were already discussing and exchanging ideas here, while Zhang Hong, Qiao Siyuan and his group were standing by the ring early and waiting, and they whispered to each other, not knowing what to say.

When Bai Ye and his group came striding forward, everyone's eyes turned to this place one after another, and most of the disciples in the Wooden House had smiles that were not smiles.

"Hey! The people from the sword training room are here."

I don't know who yelled.

In an instant, most of the eyes of the duel field were looking towards the sword training room, and those who were dueling also stopped, looking interested.

With a calm face, Bai Ye stepped forward.

Li Tu and others remained calm, but their eyes were fixed on Zhang Hong's side.

"You don't need to talk, just watch quietly." Bai Ye turned her head and said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Bai."

Everyone nodded.

Bai Ye patted his clothes and walked forward.

"Yo? How dare you come here! Tsk tsk tsk, courage is commendable, but a duel cannot be won by courage, it depends on strength! How? Are you ready to be beaten?" Zhang Hong laughed.

Tried to look angry with Dumb, but didn't speak.

Bai Ye didn't bother to argue with these people, and looked at Deacon Mo not far away.

"Are you ready?" Deacon Mo took out the challenge letter and asked.

"Ready." Bai Ye nodded.

"I can start anytime!" Qiao Siyuan said with a smile.

"What about you?" Deacon Mo asked Zhang Hong.

"Me?" Zhang Hong was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, but still nodded and said, "No problem."

"it is good!"

Deacon Mo nodded, but did not announce the start immediately, but looked towards the gate of the duel arena.

At this moment, two old men came in.

One of the old men was the slovenly dressed Elder Sha from the sword training room who smelled of alcohol.

He dragged another luxuriously dressed elder into the duel arena quickly. People looked up and were amazed.

"Master?" Zhang Hong and the others were stunned.

"The thirteenth elder?"

The people in the arena were also very surprised!

That luxuriously dressed old man is the thirteenth elder who is in charge of the wooden house!

Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly understood.

No wonder Elder Sha didn't come with these people from the sword training room, so he went to invite the Thirteenth Elder!

Elder Sha is here, Elder Thirteen is here, the two elders are watching, even if Zhang Hong and the others want to kill Bai Ye, they have to weigh it carefully, after all Elder Thirteen has to worry about Elder Sha's face!

"This stinky old man actually brought Master here!"

"Hmph, it's not easy for senior brother to kill me now!"

A few disciples of the wooden man's room murmured that they planned to show some color to the people in the sword training room today.

"Elder!"

Li Tu and the others were immediately moved and hurried forward to salute.

Although Elder Sha was drunk and unconscious every day, he didn't care about anything, but if something happened, he would still stand up and defend these disciples.

After everyone bowed to the two elders, they nodded. The thirteenth elder looked majesticly, looked around, and his eyes fell on Bai Ye, his brows suddenly frowned.

"Emperor Realm?"

He probably didn't expect the challenger to be a great emperor.

"Master, I don't want to talk to these guys. It's because they deceive people too much. I have no choice but to teach them a lesson, so that they can learn the principles of life." Qiao Siyuan shrugged.

"They're all brothers from the same sect, so take it easy and give way." Elder Thirteen glanced at Elder Sha and said lightly.

"yes."

Zhang Hong and the others nodded.

The two sat down.

"You don't need to be influenced by us, Deacon Mo, just do what you want." The thirteenth elder said in a deep voice.

Deacon Mo nodded and began to read out the rules of the duel. After his voice fell, he shouted loudly, "Now, duelists, please come on stage."

"Ah!"

Qiao Siyuan smiled lightly, jumped up and landed on the dueling platform.

Bai Ye was not too polite, and jumped on it.

"Brother Bai, come on!"

Li Tu and others drank loudly.

"Senior brother Qiao! Come on! Beat this ignorant kid to the ground!!"

The people in the wooden man's house also yelled away one after another, with the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, the momentum directly covered the sword training room.

The two stood still.

only...

Deacon Mo did not announce the start immediately, but looked at Zhang Hong opposite, and said calmly, "The duelists are invited to come on stage."

"Ok?"

Everyone was at a loss, and Zhang Hong was also puzzled.

"Deacon Mo, the duelist is already on the stage, you can start." Zhang Hong shouted.

"You haven't gone up yet." Deacon Mo said lightly.

"I?"

Zhang Hong was stunned, everyone was puzzled, they didn't know what Deacon Mo meant.

However, Deacon Mo tore apart the challenge letter, presented the words inside to everyone, and said indifferently: "The challenger Bai Ye launched a duel, and the challengers are disciple Zhang Hong and disciple Qiao Siyuan, so besides Qiao Siyuan, Zhang Hong, you are also the one being challenged, so go on stage!"

As soon as these words fell, the audience was shocked, and the thirteenth elder stood up directly from the chair.

Bai Ye, an emperor... actually wants to challenge Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan at the same time? ?

Is he crazy?

"What... what's going on here?" Elder Sha was also stunned, his tongue was a little knotted, and he shouted at Litu: "What are you doing??"

Trying to wait for someone to smile bitterly, not knowing how to answer.

Zhang Hong was stunned, unable to recover for a long time...

Although they accepted Bai Ye's challenge letter, they didn't open it. How did they know that the challenged person's name written on the challenge letter was the name of these two people?

All of a sudden, all the people in the duel arena ran over and surrounded the ring in unison, each one dumbfounded and unbelievable.

A great emperor... actually wants to challenge two saints in one go?

Isn't this crazy? ?

"Bai Ye! Are you looking down on us??" Zhang Hong asked with gritted teeth, his face sometimes red and sometimes white.

"Since you want to fight, then go on stage. If you are afraid, just admit defeat." Bai Ye stood with his hands behind his back, calmly.

"Bastard! Are we afraid of you as an emperor?" Zhang Hong was furious.

"I refuse this duel!" Qiao Siyuan on the stage looked unhappy, and shouted: "It's not fair! We didn't know he was going to challenge the two of us! Two of us fighting an emperor? Even if we win, it's meaningless !"

"You can't refuse, because you sent the letter of challenge!" Deacon Mo shook his head.

Qiao Siyuan was slightly taken aback, not knowing how to refute.

"Forget it! Since this kid wants to die! Then we will fulfill him!" Zhang Hong glanced at the calm Bai Ye, and jumped with anger in his heart.

Three people stand in the arena.

There was an uproar as people looked around.