Who would have thought that the trump cards of these powerful foreign clans... would be so frightened by Bai Ye that they dared not go on stage?
The scene was completely silent.
The leaders of all the powerful tribes were all stunned, opening their mouths and looking at each other, unable to recover for a long time.
This trump card that they had high hopes for...actually chose to retreat at this time...
"Sir Xu He, what are you doing? Don't you want the ancient soul art from the Supreme God's Heavenly Palace?"
"We have already agreed before that you will defeat Qi Wushuang on our behalf. Although Qi Wushuang is not here, it is enough for you to destroy Bai Ye now. Once Bai Ye dies, the bunch of trash in Taishang Shentian Temple will definitely not be like us.
The opponent of the disciple who has been blessed by forbidden arts will be at the end of his strength after repeated battles during the white night. In addition, the referee is also one of ours. Now if you step on the stage, he will definitely lose!"
The Lingxi Sword Master and the Insightful Viewer persuaded each other together, with anxious looks on their faces.
But it has no effect.
Lord Xuhe had already become determined after eating the weight and kept shaking his head.
"You only see the immediate benefits, but don't pay attention to the situation in front of you. This Baiye is not as simple as you think. If I take the stage, the chance of defeating him is very small!"
"He has already been granted the title of Nine Heavenly Souls! You have twenty-three Heavenly Souls, why are you afraid of him?" Natian old woman asked blankly.
"So this is your problem!"
Lord Xuhe turned his eyes, stared at the old woman Natian, and snorted coldly: "This son has ten heavenly souls, and the others can be kept, but he cannot keep his current heavenly soul! But you just let him
Stayed."
"Can't we keep this one?" Natian old woman was stunned.
No one can understand it either.
But Lord Xuhe lowered his voice and said: "Although this heavenly soul has thin soul power,... its aura is extremely terrifying. My strongest thing is induction, intuition, because this intuition and induction can make me
In a battle, I can clearly detect when the opponent's moves are most dangerous and should be defended or left. It is precisely because of this extraordinary intuition that I, as a casual cultivator, can survive in this murderous place.
The state survives, and now, my senses tell me that Baiye is very dangerous, so I will not fight. Anyone who wants to go can go, I will not interfere, but in my opinion, whoever you send will die.
, even if it means sending yourselves!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of all the powerful leaders turned pale.
"Is this white night... really so scary?" The Insight Temple Master stared hoarsely and said hoarsely.
"Now that Lord Xuhe refuses to go on stage, who else can we find?" The Lingxi Swordsman glared at Lord Xuhe angrily, then turned to ask everyone.
People looked at each other and said nothing.
"It seems that we have nothing to do with the Shentian Temple this time." Li Pokun said solemnly.
"Have you failed in your work?" the old woman said in a contemplative tone.
"There is nothing we can do about this. Otherwise, who do you think can take the stage? Who dares to take the stage?" Li Pokun asked.
The old woman said nothing.
"Master Li, are you saying that...our sect master's revenge cannot be avenged?" The disciples of Tianxuan Sect all looked at Li Pokun, their eyes red, extremely unwilling to say so.
"So far, it's true that I can't repay you, but you don't have to worry. There is no chance this time. There will be a next time. Next time, I will definitely crush Bai Ye to ashes!" Li Pokun said seriously.
Huang Chongshan and the others secretly gritted their teeth, but did not speak any more.
They knew that this was just Li Pokun painting a cake.
However, when things have developed to this point, it can only be like this.
As these powerful clans ceased their activities, everyone in the Shentian Temple couldn't help but become excited.
No one expected that these people from outside the sect had been plotting and planning for so long, and even the referees were changed, but they ended up with such a result...
It's really unexpected.
Wu Zihe's face was particularly ugly.
He found that as a referee, he had no chance to perform at all.
He couldn't help but regret a little.
Perhaps, we should do something in the battle between Bai Ye and Yueyang's swords...
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp...
At this moment, the sound of a record breaking through the air suddenly sounded.
Then I saw a large number of figures rushing towards the gate of the arena.
These figures were like streams of light, crashing into the arena and landing directly in the middle of the arena.
When the halo disappeared, people saw clearly that they were young men and women.
Each of these men and women is dressed luxuriously and exquisitely, their bodies are covered with rare treasures, and their auras are extremely strong, broad, and powerful.
There are even a few among them whose strength is not weaker than Li Pokun and Yimeng Changjun.
"Who are these people?"
The faces of the leaders of the powerful clans changed with horror.
"Longbai? Green clouds? Sleepy heart?"
Zhang Shenwu stood up suddenly and looked at these people who came in disbelief, then he was overjoyed and excited.
"The overall situation can be decided! The overall situation can be decided!"
Wen Xiaoxuan stared at the visitor, stroking his beard and smiling.
"Elder, who are these?"
The disciples next to him were confused, and one of them couldn't help but ask.
"These are your senior brothers and sisters." Wen Xiaoxuan said with a faint smile: "They immediately left the Shentian Temple thousands of years ago and have not come back for a long time. I really didn't expect that they would come back at this time, and...
..and even came back together...it seems like these people still care about our God’s Temple.”
As soon as he said this, the disciples all showed expressions of astonishment.
"So it's senior brothers and sisters?"
"Did they also practice in our Lingxuan Hall before?"
The disciples were filled with emotion, and one of the disciples asked Wen Xiaoxuan again.
However, Wen Xiaoxuan shook his head repeatedly and said calmly: "Your master, I can't teach these people!"
"Can't teach?"
People were stunned.
"Then where do they practice?"
"Zhen Tian Temple." Wen Xiaoxuan's eyes showed a trace of solemnity: "You must humbly ask these senior brothers and sisters for advice later. They... used to be outstanding figures in our Divine Temple!"
When all the disciples heard the sound, they all opened their mouths, and many of them gasped fiercely, looking at those people with dumbfounded eyes.
Town temple?
The existence above Mulong Palace? The area where Qi Wushuang is located?
The place was buzzing.
Everyone was confused by this group of uninvited guests.
I saw this group of men and women turning around one after another and clasping their fists in salute to the Lord of Shentian Palace above.
"Disciple pays homage to the palace master."
The cry came.
The faces of those leaders of powerful clans were as black as coal.
These terrible people...are actually disciples of Shentian Temple?
The master of the Shentian Palace was quite happy. He nodded repeatedly: "There is no need to be polite."
"Thank you, Palace Master." Everyone stood up with a smile.
I saw several elderly elders running away from the seats, including Wang Yuanyan among them.
To be continued...