Nine Realms Sword Master

The strong came one after another, and there were seven or eight people sitting there, but the people in charge of Wen Judgment Hall got up one after another, stood around the Shenwu Terrace and bowed to the entrance.

"Welcome to the Palace Master!"

As soon as the sound fell, several beams of light flew from the bottom of the mountain, straight towards the Shenwu Platform, with the momentum like a rainbow, coming through the sun.

The beam of light fell on the Shenwu Platform, there were seven people in total, except for the five elders, the remaining two were the main and deputy hall masters of the Shenwu Platform: Xiao Liyan and Liu Buming.

"Greetings to Lord Xiao! Greetings to Lord Liu! Greetings to the five ruling elders!!"

More than 100,000 people around all stood up, clasped their fists and worshiped, the sound shook the sky, and the power was overwhelming.

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes and looked cold.

The number of great emperors on the scene is close to 10,000, and this force is almost destructive to the Nine Souls Continent!

It is absolutely impossible for me alone to eliminate this force, the only way to dominate this runoff.

Bai Ye's gaze fell on Xiao Liyan on the Shenwu Stage.

It was an old man with a goatee beard, his hair was black and white, his expression was calm and majestic, and he held a large silver judge's pen in his hand, which was extremely majestic.

The master of the vice hall holds a silver pen.

The master of the main hall holds a golden pen.

And the judge above the Judgment Hall holds the Yin-Yang Life and Death Pen.

"Everyone, please sit down."

Xiao Liyan shouted loudly.

"Thank you, Lord Xiao."

People sit down.

Xiao Liyan paused for a moment, then his voice rose again: "Thank you for your hard work and traveling thousands of miles to our Riyue Peak for this grand event of Shenwu. Today, on this Riyue Peak, a grand event related to the future destiny of Shenwu Continent is about to begin! I hope that all the warriors participating in the Shenwu finals can do their best, fight for the top and win a good ranking!"

"This grand event was personally approved by the judge, and a batch of rare materials was personally selected as a reward, especially the top three, will be sent to the judge's side to concentrate on training for half a year. After half a year, they will represent my gods , Officially compete with the Nine Souls Continent! Win the honor and future for our Divine Martial Continent!"

"Shenwu Continent, supreme, the mere nine souls, you should step on the soles of your feet!"

Xiao Liyan let out a deep voice, telling everyone his expectation.

As soon as the voice fell, Sifangshanhu screamed like a tsunami spread.

"Long live the judge!"

"Shenwu must win!"

"Shenwu must win!"

People are in high spirits and undiminished enthusiasm.

The Shenwu Continent has always regarded the Nine Soul Continent as their food, and how to swallow this piece of fat in front of extremely hungry people is what they most desire.

"Win? Let's see." Bai Ye closed his eyes and murmured.

"The top 100 in the final selection will also be used as an important data reference for resetting the emperor killing list. At the same time, the top five in the final selection will be included in the 'God of Killing List'. Everyone should know better than me the treatment of the God of Killing List. Bar?"

Xiao Li said calmly.

After these words fell, people took a tight breath.

God Killing List? That is the group of people standing at the highest point of the Shenwu Continent, sitting on inexhaustible and inexhaustible resources.

They all want to become the pillars of Shenwu Continent, and as long as they enter the Killing God List, there will be a world of Shenwu in the future that belongs to you.

How many people are eager to see through, but they are not strong enough. It is more than a hundred times harder to enter the list of killing gods than entering the list of killing emperors. This final selection of martial arts is the easiest way to enter the list of killing gods.

So many emperor slayers came here not only to win the qualification to participate in the battle of gods and martial arts, but also to hope to use this battle to enter the list of killing gods.

Xiaoli Yanjian was almost done, and shouted to the judge beside him: "Sit down!"

Whoosh!

The crowd turned into several beams of light and landed under the stands opposite the stage.

Xiao Liyan sat high on top, while Liu Buming sat on the bottom near the stage, lining up in a row.

"The competition is about to begin, please invite the judges elected by the people!"

Xiao Liyan shouted.

As soon as the voice fell, an elderly admonisher next to Xiao Liyan opened the imperial edict in his hand and read it to the top.

"I invite the No. 1 elected adjudicator, Panlong old nun"

As soon as the voice fell, an elderly nun came out from the group of nuns in the Shenlongpan area with a smile, and sat beside Liu Buming.

Panlong old nun, Shenlong pan master!

"The second elected adjudicator is invited, Fog Shadow."

In the direction of Shadow Island, a black smoke billowed up and quickly fell towards the judge's seat.

"Please invite the third elected adjudicator, Shadi!"

Boom!

The ground shook, and a middle-aged man with golden muscles and strong muscles, like a little giant, walked out of the auditorium and walked towards the judge's seat with heavy steps.

"I invite the elected adjudicator No. 4, old man!"

"I invite the fifth elected adjudicator, the Peerless City Lord."

The voice kept ringing, and by the time the recitation was over, the seat for the adjudicator was already full, with a full number of 20, the Hall of Judgment occupied five seats, and the elected strongmen occupied fifteen seats.

There were exclamations from all around, and there were countless gasps.

"They are all superior emperors."

"It's all great powers that we don't even meet once."

"They are all overlords of one side!"

The people around were full of emotion.

The strong are like the forest, and the arrogance is like the rain. This is a prosperous age that is as ancient as it is today.

Bai Ye was confused, and glanced at a thin and thin man beside him.

The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks turned his head and asked, "Brother, what is an elected adjudicator?"

"You don't even know this?" The man looked at Bai Ye like an idiot, and seeing that Bai Ye was no more than a false emperor, he sneered disdainfully, and said, "The elected judge is the soul of the Shenwu Continent voted by the Judgment Hall. The judges chose fifteen people to serve as the referees of the Shenwu final election. The judges of the ruling hall are called fair and just, and they do not engage in monopoly. The ones that are not predetermined are also introduced by the major forces.”

Speaking of this, the sharp-billed monkey-cheeked brother showed a deep hatred on his face.

After all, the position of adjudicator is not something that can be assumed casually, it is related to the battle of gods and martial arts. But one thing is known, that is, the warriors who belong to these elected adjudicators will have extra points in the final election.

After all the adjudicators sat down, the old admonisher jumped onto the Shenwu platform and raised his palm, as if activating some magic weapon.

In an instant, dazzling light screens rose from the entire huge competition platform.

"There are a total of 73,456 participants this time. Now, all martial arts fighters, please take out your martial token representing your eligibility to participate in the competition. As long as the token lights up, please come on stage. The arena has been divided into countless spaces. Each space competition platform will have your opponent, and you will be automatically passed away from the competition platform if you defeat the opponent."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked towards Xiao Liyan.

Xiao Liyan nodded, stood up, and shouted in a loud voice: "The hall is now officially announcing that the final selection of Shenwu has officially begun!"

Crash!

Almost at the moment when the first word fell, a large number of halos lit up in the audience seats.

The Divine Martial Token in Bai Ye's hand also lit up.

Countless spectators at the foot of the mountain began to ascend the peak one after another.

And the first batch of contestants also began to take the stage, like locusts, crashing towards the stage.

Bai Ye exhaled and jumped up.

After the person hit the barrier, he was immediately engulfed by a strange halo.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Ye had already appeared in a cage with dim vision.

The cage was about the size of two halls, the surroundings were pitch black, and there was nothing there, only weak space power rippling in the air.

Crash!

Not long after, another person appeared in the cage.

He was a burly man holding a very exaggerated sword in his hand.

"Boy, my name is Li Sandao, you should have heard of me, you immediately admit defeat! I will abolish your cultivation, and I will not kill you!" The burly man looked at the false emperor in front of him with a smile.

Pseudo-emperor? How lucky! I didn't expect to meet the false emperor in the first game! Li Sandao was in a very happy mood.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to kill you!"

Bai Ye said lightly, with a slight step, the person disappeared instantly, Li Sandao shrank his pupils, and hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but saw a black light piercing through his thick blade and sinking into his neck.

"you"

He opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.

Bai Ye waved his arm.

Chi la.

The Immortal Sword splits Li Sandao's head instantly.

"The martial artist 'White Night' wins! Time spent: three breaths!"

The voice of the old admonisher immediately sounded in the cage.

As soon as the voice fell, Bai Ye's body was wrapped in strong space power, and he was sent to the side of the stage.

He opened his eyes, only to realize that many people around him had also left the stage.

Buzz!

There were bursts of tremors from the Shenwu Ling.

Bai Ye picked it up and took a look, and there were two rows of golden characters on the Shenwu Token.

Shenwu final list:

The martial artist 'Bai Ye' took three breaths, ranking: 107th.

He glanced at the top, and it showed the top ten. The first place was the shadow boy nicknamed "Ni Mie Tian" from Shadow Island, and it took less than half a breath.

And the second to tenth place did not exceed half a breath.

Even Lei Jie took the tenth place.

"It turns out that you can still compete for the ranking. If you knew it, you wouldn't talk nonsense with that guy."

Bai Ye returned to his position, but more than 50% of the souls hadn't come out yet.

After waiting for about a hundred breaths, the soul of the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek ran over.

"Huh? I thought I was the fastest among the loose soul cultivators, but I didn't expect you to sit here?" The man showed surprise, then glanced at Bai Ye's token, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Three Breath? What kind of soul state is your opponent?"

"I don't know, I didn't have time to read it." Bai Ye shook his head.

"Could it be Tianjun?" The man asked in surprise.

The Tianjun and Shenwu finals are almost very rare, and there are only a handful of them. The Shenwu finals are recommended by the masters of each region, and the Sanxiu Alliance is produced by the masters who are not from the region. The number is not large. There are many, but the strength is not high, because the hall masters in each region have a few places to recommend some people who are not in the region.

But for this sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked brother, he looks down on the false emperor, because he himself is the next great emperor, and he relies on luck to solve the battle in a hundred breaths. Facing him, the real low-ranking player, he was not an opponent at all, and was beaten all the way.

"Boy, not bad, what's your name?" The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked brother treated him differently.

"Bai Ye." Bai Ye said casually.

"Li Hao." The sharp-mouthed monkey cheek brother said: "I hope we don't meet people above the emperor level in the next game."

Bai Ye was silent.

The first round of competition lasted for an hour, and when the last soul came out of the stage, the audience was already boiling.

Of the more than 70,000 strong men who participated in the battle, only 30,000 came out, and the rest died on the stage.

This is the Shenwu Continent where the weak eat the strong.

"The second round of competition will be held soon, and everyone will take a short rest in the next hour! Get ready."

said the old admonisher.

Bai Ye closed his eyes and meditated.

But not long after, a piercing gaze fell on him.

Following his gaze, it was none other than Lei Jie.

Could it be that the second round will be against Lei Jie?