Chu Mie is ranked eighth, and behind him, there are seven God Killers!
If Bai Ye wants to dominate this battle between gods and warriors, he must defeat them all!
Therefore, he cannot waste too much energy on Liu Mie! A quick fight is the way to go, and destroying him with the Death Dragon Sword is the best way!
Liu Mie never thought that the power of the sword on Bai Ye's waist was so terrifying. The moment the sword was unsheathed, he felt a lingering fear and almost subconsciously backed away.
But the sword has been released, and it's too late to escape...
Chi!
The terrifying sword energy, like the ancient divine power, instantly penetrated his body, completely cutting off his left shoulder to his right waist.
The backward leaping flow retreated to a hundred meters and stopped.
He didn't move again. The billions of streams of light that blasted into the white night suddenly disappeared and turned into a thin sword. After hovering in the air for a while, it cracked into two pieces...
The sword is destroyed...the man is dead!
All the Shenwu people were stagnant in breathing, and the previous joy was certainly gone.
Jiuhun's side instantly became excited, and countless people jumped up from their seats and shouted excitedly.
But soon, the atmosphere became solemn.
"Ahem..."
Liu Mie covered his mouth and coughed twice, choking out a lot of blood...
"you are the first."
Bai Ye put the Death Dragon Sword into its scabbard.
Unaware of the unknown old man in the distance, his eyes widened.
"This...this sword, what kind of sword is it?" Liu Mie said with difficulty.
"Dead dragon."
Bai Ye said calmly.
"Death Dragon Sword?" A trace of doubt flashed in Liu Mie's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by shock: "Could it be...could it be that sword...the sword recorded by our ancestors...impossible...
.Does this sword appear on the Nine Souls Continent again?"
He retreated again, but his frightened eyes were immediately covered by the aura of death, and he lost all strength.
But his head tilted, his body split into two, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The divine warriors were horrified.
The eighth one on the list of great killers...killed by Bai Ye with one sword!
At this moment, the Shenwu representative team was completely silent, and the eyes of countless people were filled with despair...
God-killers were killed so easily!
Who else can subdue Bai Ye?
Finally he raised his head and his hoarse voice came out again.
"That sword..."
"Dead dragon!"
Jinshou closed his eyes and read slowly.
"Death Dragon Sword?"
God Killer Huang Quan's expression changed slightly: "That legendary sword??"
"What? That sword is the legendary sword?"
"This kid actually owns the legendary sword...How is this possible?"
"No wonder he has the confidence to fight me, the God Killer. It turns out he has such support!"
The people in Shenwu Continent were excited. Countless eyes were locked on Bai Ye's waist, and they were all looking forward to seeing him.
Obviously, the people from Shenwu Continent have recognized that sword.
"It has been recorded in our historical records that the Death Dragon Sword will become stronger when it encounters strength! A strong man of any level will be at the same level in front of this sword, and his physical strength will be the same strength! In front of this sword, he will become stronger.
Weak people can live longer."
The Rakshasa girl's eyes were shining with a different kind of luster. She locked her charming eyes on the white night. She licked her red lips with her lilac tongue and said with a sweet smile: "Such a talented person... is really worthy of pity..."
When these words were spoken, a look from the darkness glanced at her.
"Huh?" The Rakshasa girl squinted and faced a peerless woman wearing a veil.
"What? Does my sister like this sword? Or does she like this person?" the Rakshasa girl smiled sweetly.
The woman was silent.
"The Death Dragon Sword is here. Even if Lord Zhanyan is gone, that kid is still a threat to you. After all, others can't break your body, but this sword can. What about it? Lord Zhongyan, please think about it? How about you just do it directly?
Go up and end this boring duel?" The Rakshasa girl turned her watery eyes and looked at the end with a smile.
In the end, he ignored it, tilted his head slightly, glanced at Bai Ye, who was sitting cross-legged on the field and was recovering his strength, and said calmly: "Master of the Golden Hand Palace."
"Um?"
Jinshou raised his head slightly.
"Can you... borrow that thing?" Zhan Yan said calmly.
Jinshou frowned.
That thing?
The souls around him were confused.
What is that thing?
Only the expressions of some of the seed emperor slayers and those on the God of Killing list changed.
They had some vague guesses about what it was.
"That is the sacred object that the judge ordered me to keep. How can I borrow it?" Jinshou said seriously.
"But if the battle between gods and warriors fails again this time, has the palace master thought about the judge's feelings?" Zhanyan said calmly.
After saying this, Jinshou fell silent.
Xiao Liyan stared at the golden hand closely, he already knew what Zhong Yan was talking about.
It was almost a personal belonging to the judge. However, the judge was absent from the Judgment Hall all year round. He was worried that the golden hand could not suppress the chaotic situation in the Shenwu Continent, so he gave the thing to the judge to suppress the powerful Shenwu.
"Master Jinshou, don't worry about not being able to take this thing back. I'm telling you the truth. Since I borrowed this thing, I will return it safe and sound." Jiuyan spoke again, but his hoarse and low voice had a supreme tone.
Deterrence.
"Since you said so, well, I will take it out for the time being to help you win this decisive battle."
Jinshou finally made a decision, turned his palm over, and a piece of golden paper appeared in his palm.
"Palace Master!"
Xiao Liyan opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Jin Shou raising his hand.
"No need to say anything! I believe in the end!"
Jinshou said calmly, and when he raised his hand, the golden paper flew out.
There were exclamations all around.
"Is that... sacred paper?"
Someone recognized this baby.
"Oh my God, Lord Judge's magic paper!!"
"It is said that this object can achieve anything... This is a genuine divine object!"
Countless people want to see it, but they don't dare to be greedy. This thing belongs to the judge, who dares to take it?
The sacred paper flew out and landed in front of Zhongyan.
To be continued...