Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

inside the arena.

Ye Luo stood with his sword in his arms.

A few strands of hair between the eyebrows were blown by the wind.

His eyes were fixed ahead.

A huge crane carried Qianyuan Sect Master down from the disc.

Boo! !

The sound of the crane chirping resounded through the sky.

Just for a moment.

The crane fell into the sky above the arena, and between the huge wings vibrated, the wind was blowing.

Seeing that the Qianyuan Sect Master was still three or four meters away from the ground, he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

When the soles of his feet collided with the ground, he regretted it.

Severe pain surged up.

The Qianyuan Sect Master wanted to call out on the spot, but looked at Ye Luo's indifferent eyes and the countless people around him watching the battle.

He could only suppress the pain and pretend to be calm.

Ye Luo, who was standing opposite, clearly noticed the trembling legs of Sect Master Qianyuan, and couldn't help squinting.

Is this because the force is too tight, causing the legs to tremble?

It seems that this Qianyuanzong is going all out.

That being the case, he couldn't be vague.

The sword that cut the heart just now had no effect on the Sect Master Qianyuan, and he could only use the sword of Dao Yun to condense the killing sword to fight against it.

"Also ask the Sect Master to enlighten me."

Ye Luo adjusted his breathing slightly, holding the long sword and looking at Sect Master Qianyuan.

The Qianyuan Sect Master began to tremble because of the pain, raised one hand, and looked like a strong man.

"Ye Xiaoyou, you are a distinguished guest of our sect, I should be courteous, and you will take the first shot."

"But I'm curious, why did you choose to challenge me, Ye Xiaoyou?"

Qianyuan Sect Master's voice trembled slightly, and a reluctant smile appeared on his face.

"Because Sect Master, you are the only person on the field who can ignore my sword, so only you are worthy of a fight with me."

Ye Luo didn't shoot first, but said rudely.

Hear this.

The Qianyuan Sect Master was bitter in his heart, what really happened just now, but he seemed to ignore it for some reason.

Now being challenged by others as a strong man.

But what, he is a mortal now.

There is no way.

Only by acting.

Blow up the power of this leaf a little higher, and if he loses at that time, his old face will not be lost.

"Ye Xiaoyou, since you know that I can ignore your sword, what tricks are you going to use to compete with me?"

Qianyuan Sect Master asked.

"Sect Master, your strength is no better than others, so I plan to use my strongest sword move to fight you. After I realized this sword move, I have never fought against anyone, Sect Master, you are the first!"

Ye Luo said very seriously.

Qianyuan Sect Master: "???"

Should I add that I am honored? ?

Don't look down on me like that, I'm just a mortal!

Come up with the strongest sword move! !

Ning is too much! !

"Not much to say, Sect Master, please enlighten me!"

Ye Luo said to Qianyuan, and the golden mark on his forehead began to flicker.

An invisible Dao rhyme shrouded.

Ye Luo lowered his head, a few strands of hair covered his eyes, and the long sword he was holding was slowly held in his hand.

An invisible momentum centered on him, covering all directions.

The Qianyuan Sect Master was shocked.

Hey Hey hey.

Wait, wait, wait.

I haven't started blowing you, why are you going to start fighting.

Don't brag about you, how can I save some face later...

...

at the same time.

Everyone outside the arena stood up one after another, and their robes were all windless.

They looked at Ye Luo solemnly.

They thought that Ye Luo's strength was estimated to be the existence of the middle stage of God Transformation.

Looking at the majestic Dao Yun now, I'm afraid Ye Luo is at least in the late stage of God Transformation!

And the realm of the Qianyuan Sect Master is probably at least the late stage of the God Transformation Realm.

In this sect competition, all Jindan Yuanying's petty fights have risen to the pinnacle level of the God Transformation Realm!

Even with a powerful magic weapon, this battle can go straight to the level of tribulation...

on a large disc.

The voice of the great elder came down.

"This fight is beyond my sect's expectations. These formations can't stop the battle in the late stage of the God Transformation Realm!"

"For the sake of everyone's safety, I also ask everyone with their respective sects to back five thousand with me... Back ten thousand meters to be safe!"

The Great Elder's voice was like a bell, reminding the representatives of the major sects.

When the representatives of the major sects looked up, they could see a great elder named Qiandi Dao Sect rising up and evacuating towards the outside.

Immediately, the representatives of the major sects panicked.

"Quick, quick! Quickly withdraw, don't be affected by the battle!"

"Withdraw, the aftermath of the warriors who are approaching the Tribulation Realm is not something I can afford. It's safer to retreat 20,000 meters after..."

"Please, the decree of the ancestors is coming, keep me safe!"

"Quick, take out the life-saving magic shield, Tianxuan Turtle, what, after using the magic weapon this time, it will be completely damaged? Are you afraid of damage? If you don't take it out, your life will be lost!!"

A representative of the famous sect flew up from the sky, evacuated back, fled 20,000 meters away, and sacrificed all kinds of life-saving cards, and they were relieved.

His eyes fell into the arena.

I want to watch this peerless battle well.

It's just that some timid people are still ready to retreat at any time.

Once you find something wrong, burn your life and run away.

...

inside the arena.

All the suspended discs were all empty.

Only within the venue.

Ye Luo and Qianyuan Sect Master stood opposite each other.

The Dao rhyme around Ye Luo's body became more and more intense, and the figure vaguely blended with the heaven and the earth.

Facing him, it was like facing a world.

A person's sense of insignificance is infinitely magnified.

Just as Ye Luo held the sword with five fingers.

When you are ready to draw your sword and stand up, condensing Dao Yun into a killing move.

puff……

The Qianyuan Sect Master, who was standing on the opposite side, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The next moment, his stomach seemed to be hit hard.

The whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and smashed against the wall of the arena, literally cracking the wall.

"You...you...you are so strong, what kind of sword move are you?! The sword move can actually be so fierce, this sword is definitely one of the transcending tribulation realms!!"

Half-kneeling on the ground, Sect Master Qianyuan, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, said with a dying breath.

A look of being seriously injured by a blow.

Ye Luo, who was about to use his sword, looked down at his palm in confusion.

Well, the palm is still my own.

The sword has not yet been drawn.

Five fingers just gripped the hilt of the sword.

so……

what happened? ? ?

"You won, don't look at it anymore. It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. The younger generation of Dongzhou should take you as the leader..."

Sect Master Qianyuan finished speaking.

The body fell straight down, motionless.

It's just that the eyelids flicker twice from time to time.

Ye Luo: "..."

People 20,000 meters away: "..."

...

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