Nine Realms Sword Master

Chapter 11: Wooden room

After Guan Chengfei was cut on the Dragon Tiger Terrace, Bai Ye’s fame spread immediately. The disciples under Guan Chengfei were so scared that they never dared to provoke Bai Ye. Even the fellow disciples in the residence treated Bai Ye with respect. How dare to chew his tongue again?

After all, as soon as he came to Absolute Soul Sect, he killed an inner disciple!

Back to the residence, Bai Ye sat cross-legged again.

In a battle with Guan Chengfei, although on the surface it was easy to win, his body was still under a lot of pressure.

"This body is barely able to withstand attacks below the 7th rank, but if a rank 8 person makes a move, I am afraid it will not be so easy to counterattack with strength."

Bai Ye got up and walked towards the ‘Wooden Room’ in the Zongmen Martial Arts Field.

Although the human body has no limit, the improvement space of soul power is much larger than that of the physical body.

Refining the soul is equally important.

The wooden man room is an excellent place for the disciples of the soulless sect to practice. This place is huge, occupies half of the martial arts field. The house is full of institutions and is filled with a large number of wooden men built by sect masters. The minimum wooden man is Tier 4 strength , A large number.

Everyone who enters the wooden room can get a mark by defeating a wooden person, and 30 marks can exchange for a "soul pill". Of course, the wooden room is unrestricted, and disciples with internal experience can also Shoot each other, grab the other's mark, as long as you don't die or waste, the sect will not take care of things in the wooden house.

After receiving the pendant representing the imprint at the door, he walked inside. If the pendant is broken, the mark inside will automatically enter the opponent's pendant.

Bai Ye carried the wooden sword and stepped inside. However, he had not seen the shadow of the wooden man, and a voice came from behind.

"white night?"

The voice was crisp, he knew who it was, turned his head, there were a few people standing at the door, and the leader was Bai Zhixin.

Bai Ye glanced at them, ignored them, and walked inside, but Bai Zhixin and others over there had already ran over and stopped them.

"Did I say to let you go?" Bai Zhi said coldly: "In addition, you don't know the rules of the wooden house? Not everyone can enter the wooden house. On the 30th of each month, there are three days with Mo Qinghong. Brother, the remaining twenty-seven days are occupied by the other nine Longhubang senior brothers and sisters. You have not followed any Longhubang senior, so you are not qualified to come to this wooden room, get out!"

When Bai Ye heard it, it suddenly became clear.

It turns out that the wooden man room has been occupied by the experts of the Dragon and Tiger rankings. They sent the younger brothers and sisters beside them to fight the wooden men in exchange for the'soul pill' for cultivation. This way, they occupied for three days, enough to get hundreds of' Magic Soul Pill'.

The dragon and tiger list masters themselves are deterrents, how dare other people enter the wooden house?

Bai Ye took a deep breath, and he discovered the rules of the white world that the weak and the strong eat. The weak and the weak either cling to the strong or fall at the feet of the strong.

"Why? Don't say anything? It looks like we are asking you to go out!" Bai Zhi was a little impatient, and the disciple beside him immediately rushed, and three wooden swords pierced the pendant on Bai Ye's chest.

The attack points of these three were extremely tricky, completely blocking Bai Ye's retreat.

Bai Ye's eyes flickered, and he immediately turned his back to one of the swords, and took the blow hard, while the back of the body was raised, his face facing upward, and the two wooden swords were removed from his chest.

Bai Ye dodges like this? In this way, he is already very difficult to defend!

"Ridiculous!" Bai Zhixin sneered, carrying the wooden sword towards Bai Ye.

"As soon as the pendant is broken, the steward will immediately let you out, Bai Ye, accept your fate!"

The wooden sword is approaching his pendant!

But in this electric light and flint, the wooden sword in Bai Ye's hand suddenly twisted, stabling at the surrounding three people in a very strange trajectory.

Flash Sword Art!

despair!

The three of them trembled and looked down, only to find that the pendant on their chest had been crushed.

This kind of evasive posture is indeed flawed, it is impossible to do other defenses, but no one knows that although Bai Ye can't defend, but can attack and kill, he practiced "Flash Sword Art" because of this, unexpectedly! Can shoot in any state!

"Disciples Zhang Wei, Zhao Guang, Liu Pengsong! Leave!"

As soon as the mark was lost, the wooden room immediately aroused a sound.

The three of them looked stiff, and Bai Zhi's heart was also stunned.

And at this moment of stunner, Bai Ye rushed towards Bai Zhi's heart with a move of ‘startling footwork’, Bai Ye’s heart was shocked, and he quickly raised his sword to resist, but it was too late.

Click.

"Disciple Bai Zhixin, leave the scene!" The voice started again.

"Asshole! What a mean!"

Bai Zhi is furious, how can he be willing? Lifting the sword to pierce Bai Ye, at this moment, a pitch-black figure suddenly rushed out, shaking Bai Zhi's heart with a palm.

boom!

Bai Zhi's heart flew out and fell outside the door with blood in the corners of her mouth.

Bai Ye was stunned, and when he fixed his eyes, he realized that the black figure was actually a wooden figure, and it was still a dark wooden figure...

"Don't leave the field again, follow the door rules, and wait for the cultivation base, go!" The voice was angry.

"You wait!"

The four of them were unwilling and left in despair.

The wooden man retreated.

Bai Ye stared at the leaving shadow of the wooden man, his heart surged.

"That's a wooden man? But why is the breath so strong?"

Continue to practice. Bai Ye carried the wooden sword toward the depths of the wooden man's room. The wooden man's mark was not obtained, but the mark of the Baizhixin people was first obtained. Each person in the wooden man's room can only enter once a day. According to the rules, They can only come in on the second day.

Because today is the day when Mo Qinghong is making a reservation, there are no other disciples in the Mu Ren room except Mu Ren.

But not long after, a lot of footsteps came from the door, Bai Ye looked around, but saw Bai Zhi's heart aggressively bringing a large number of disciples toward this.

Everyone is chaotic, murderous and arrogant.

"All of them enter the wooden room, and get Bai Ye out for me! Hurry up!" Bai Zhi yelled angrily, and his voice spread throughout the wooden room.

"Yes, Senior Sister!"

The disciples led the pendant, carrying wooden swords and rushing inward, with dozens of people.

Bai Ye smiled in his heart, this wooden man is not strong enough, and Zheng worry is not enough to refine his soul.

He urged his spirit power, stepped back, and retreated to the depths of the wooden house.

Although there are many people on the other side, the wooden man in the wooden man's room becomes a great obstacle to these disciples. Once they get close, the wooden man launches an attack. Bai Ye is alone, and cooperates with the'Jinghong footwork', but shuttles among the wooden men. Freely.

He stared at a disciple who was entangled by a wooden figure, quietly touched it, looked at the timing, and stabbed with a sword.

Click.

Imprinted.

"Get out!" A disciple next to him immediately slashed with a sword, and the spirit power on the sword rustled.

But the person leaned back directly, while avoiding, Flash Sword Art attacked again.

It's another mark.

"Disciple Wang He exits!"

"Disciple Zhang Bin exits!"

Inside the wooden room, the deep and solemn voice kept ringing.

...

On the quiet path, Mo Qinghong walked wearily, carrying a bundle of herbs in his hand, a reward for completing the sect mission.

"Huh? Xiaolin, where are you guys going?"

Mo Qinghong glanced at the two juniors who had followed him for many years in the distance. He looked hurriedly and asked.

"It's Brother Mo!!"

"Brother Mo, you are here, go to the wooden man's room soon!" the two shouted bitterly.

"Wooden room? What's the matter?" Mo Qinghong was stunned. He knew that today was his day to take over the wooden room, but Bai Zhixin and the others would do it. There should be no mistake.

"Senior Brother Mo, someone is making trouble in the wooden man's room, and our people have been cleared out. Senior Sister Bai is calling for people!"

Mo Qinghong's face was gloomy: "Who would dare to make trouble when I pack the wooden house? Even the brother of the inner door has to give me a bit of noodles! Go, let me see!"

"If Brother Mo goes, there will be nothing wrong!" The two were overjoyed.

When the three people hurried to the wooden room, they saw dozens of people standing densely outside the wooden room, and... all of them were his.

"What's the matter? Why are you all out?"

Mo Qinghong hurried over and shouted loudly.

"Senior Brother Mo, the boy Bai Ye...occupied the wooden room!" A disciple ran over with a bitter expression.

"Who did he occupy the wooden room with?" Mo Qinghong asked hurriedly.

"There is no one, just... he alone..." The voice trembled.

When the words fell, Mo Qinghong was stunned for a while, and then slapped him severely on the face.

Snapped!

Everyone looked in shock, with aggrieved faces.

"It's all waste, all rice buckets! So many people can't even solve it by one person?"

Mo Qinghong roared.

"Bai Ye is too cunning. He relied on the wooden men in the wooden man's room to guerrilla with us. Even if there are many people, we will not have the advantage." Bai Zhixin walked over with a pale face and whispered.

Mo Qinghong was furious. If this matter was spread, how could he gain a foothold in the Soulless Sect in the future?

Damn it.

The door of the wooden man's room opened, and he watched Bai Ye walk out of it leisurely, holding a bag in his hand, which was bulging inside. It was the ‘soul pill’ that he had exchanged for.

"So many people?" Bai Ye glanced at everyone.

"Damn it!"

The disciples immediately gathered around.

"The wooden man's house is heavy, don't mess around!"

There was a cold drink in the wooden room, and everyone trembled, bowed their heads and dispersed.

Mo Qinghong stepped over, his face pale.

"You have a seed!"

"Are you blind? Can I be a big man without seeding?" Bai Ye ignored.

"Very good!" Mo Qinghong nodded repeatedly: "The day after tomorrow, I will tear you down myself! I will use your life to stand up for me!"

Mo Qinghong gritted his teeth.

"See if you have this ability."

If nothing happened, Bai Ye walked towards the back mountain with the ‘Fa Soul Pill’.