Faced with this kind of scene, Bai Ye was already stunned, and looked around, looking confused.

What's going on?

He came back to his senses after half a sound, and hurriedly said, "All... Get up..."

"Senior Brother Xie!"

People cheered and cheered to get up, but all of them looked strange and had complicated faces.

Come and think about it, bow down to the emperor... As a saint, they can't accept it, but the Yinghua Sword knelt down, if they didn't kneel, they didn't say whether they would offend Bai Ye, at least this Yinghua Sword must have offended to death.

"Yes, yes! ha... Great Elder, have you seen it? Our Heavenly Palace has produced another Fighting Saint Venerable!!!" an elderly elder said excitedly.

"Yes..."Feng Buling took a deep breath, his face was full of complexity, but there was still a hint of relief in his eyes.

As the chief elder of the Yijian Heavenly Palace, he naturally hoped that his sect would be full of talents and prosperous. Now that the White Night has sprung up, defeated the first, and even emerged as a fighting saint who crushed the Yinghua Sword, it is really amazing.

It's just his origin... It's a little nostalgic.

After this time, I will definitely recommend it to the palace master! I must give Bai Ye the best cultivation resources! The primary purpose is to help him enter the realm of a saint!

Feng Buling thought secretly in his heart.

Although they took the pill, the two of them had difficulty walking, and the disciples under Feng Buling's knees rushed over one after another, holding the Yinghua Sword and leaving. And the sword cultivation room also hurriedly ran towards the white night, respectfully setting him up carefully.

Everyone was proud, raised their eyebrows, and walked towards the pumice stone one by one.

"Our Senior Brother Bai wins!!"

"The people of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion! Have you seen it? Our Senior Brother Bai has defeated the number one on the Divine Sword List! It's the Battle Saint Venerable! What kind of scum are you, you want to challenge our Senior Brother Bai and challenge our Sword Cultivation Room?

"Hahahaha..." the disciples also burst out laughing.

"You !!"

The people of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion were all pale, and they trembled with anger. But he didn't dare to do it again.

Bai Ye's amazing performance this time, there is no doubt that he will become a new star who will stand side by side with Yinghua Sword and even surpass, the sect will definitely be vigorously cultivated, and Bai Ye's status in the sect will also rise, which is what they can offend in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion?

The Ninth Elder's face was pale, and his whole body was angry, his eyes glared fiercely at Bai Ye, and his eyes looked at the drunkard Sha Yan behind him.

As for Eighth Elder Zhang Bu, his face was not much stronger than that of Ninth Elder Tao Gongming, you must know that Bai Ye was introduced by him. At first, he thought that this was just a mediocre or even clumsy disciple, who luckily obtained the highest recommendation order in the form of a chicken and a dog thief, so he was thrown into the sword cultivation room.

But who would have thought that this disciple was so extraordinary, not only with superior strength, but also with a fighting saint.

"I actually threw a Fighting Saint Venerable into the Sword Cultivation Room?" Zhang Bu secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart was bitter.

This is dereliction of duty!

This time, even if the Great Elder didn't hold him accountable, the Palace Master wouldn't spare him!

"Elder Sha Burn!!"

Feng Buling suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly.

Sha Zhi, who was full of wine red, trembled, hurriedly ran forward, and respectfully clenched his fists: "Sha Zhi is here!"

"Starting today, the cost of your sword cultivation room mentioned... Heavenly Sword Pavilion is at the same level. The Great Elder hesitated and opened his mouth lightly.

The Ninth Elder's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

When Sha Yan heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly clenched his fists and arched his hands: "Thank you, Great Elder!"

"You're welcome, you can cultivate an amazing person like Bai Ye, it can be seen that your ability is not limited to sword cultivation, after today, I will submit a chapter to the palace master, repair the sword cultivation room, increase the personnel of the sword cultivation room, and reuse you well!!"

Sha Zhi trembled, some tears overflowed from his old eyes, he secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, knelt down, and knocked again: "Thank you, Great Elder!"

The resources of the sword cultivation room have been improved and the number of people has increased, so the disciples of the sword cultivation room will no longer have such a heavy load to cultivate the sword, they will have more time to cultivate, and their strength will also increase exponentially.

From today on, the sword cultivation room will no longer be the previous sword cultivation room, and it will definitely change the previous decline and rise from now on.

After so many years, I finally came out...

Sha Zhi thought excitedly.

"Elder Sha Zhi, congratulations. ”

The surrounding elders congratulated one after another.

"Thank you. Sha Zhi bowed one by one, crying and laughing.

The referees took the materials out of the rings and began to repair the enchantment, ready for the rest of the game.

It's just that the rest of the battle has made everyone look boring, even if Gongsun Mujiao and Zhao Zhao, the seeded players on the Excalibur List, took the stage, everyone had a look of interest.

The battle between Yinghua Sword and Bai Ye was really shocking, and although the remaining disciples were equally good, they could no longer compare to the contest between the two.

White night crossed knees on the pumice stone, meditating quietly, no one dared to disturb the surroundings, and people only looked at it with admiration and worship.

Other picestones are also staring at them.

"A great emperor, why is it so terrifying, why is it still a fighting saint, what has he experienced?" Gongsun Mujiao turned back from the platform, although she was victorious, she was not the slightest bit happy, but looked at the white night absentmindedly.

"I have seen in the history books of the Holy State that three thousand years ago, there was a demi-saint who killed a great sage in public! Although the gap between the soul realm of the demi-saint and the great sage is huge, the cultivation time between the demi-saint and the great sage is almost the same!" The history books describe that people's heavenly souls are like water tanks, the water tank is full, you have to change a large water tank to fill water, the same is true of the heavenly soul, the realm is reached, the heavenly soul will break through, and the soul realm can be improved, some people pour water into the water tank quickly, the water tank is full quickly, and the speed of his soul is very fast, this kind of person, we all call him a genius. ”

"What does Senior Brother Ying mean is that the water is irrigated quickly in the white night, and the talent is terrifying?" asked the others.

"No, I mean his water tank is big!" Yinghua Jian shook his head and said: "Our water tank is full of number theory, and he is still filling his water tank, but his water tank is worth dozens of our theories, this is an alternative genius!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, and immediately understood the meaning of Yinghua Sword.

Bai Ye's cultivation time may not be less than theirs, and the ordeal and chance they have experienced are not worse than theirs, and their talents are even more terrifying.

And the reason why he has stayed in the realm of the Great Emperor is most likely because his big water tank is difficult to fill at all! But his water tank is not comparable to ordinary saints.

"Then if he is promoted to the Emperor Realm and enters the sainthood, his water tank... How big should it be?" Gongsun Mujiao pursed her lower lip and said softly.

When these words fell to the ground, people suddenly gasped.

What ordinary people can imagine?

Crash!

That's when the game started again.

The token on the waist of the summoner immediately burst out.

He hurriedly looked around, looking for an opponent, but saw that on the other side of the sword cultivation room, Bai Ye, who was sitting cross-legged, also lit up with a light.

Seeing the man, Lu Zhao's face changed drastically and he was shocked.

Bai Ye also opened his eyes and looked at the token on his waist.

The audience boiled again.

"Call!" the fifth elder hurriedly got up and shouted.

The people who left the house also got up one after another, staring at the call, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Summoned to look sideways.

Thereupon...

Everyone saw the fear in the summons' eyes.

Summoning... I'm scared!

He has no fighting spirit!

His confidence had long been lost in the earth-shattering battle between the White Night and the Yinghua Sword...

If you have no fighting spirit, you will definitely lose!

The fifth elder chuckled in his heart, and he was already half cold.

But at this moment, a voice floated from the pumice stone of the sword cultivation room in the distance.

"I throw in the towel!"

"What?"

Everyone was stunned and looked at the source of the sound in unison... White Nights.

"The strength in my body has not yet recovered, and it is difficult to fight the enemy in this battle, elders, can I admit defeat?"

"Can... Of course... Yes..."The Third Elder was stunned.

"Okay, I'll throw in the towel!" Bai Ye nodded.

"The opponent abstains in the white night, the winner, go calling!"

The referee shouted.

There was a lot of noise all around.

Bai Ye's admission of defeat was eliminated, and basically no one was interested in this battle of the Heavenly Palace's sword, after all, in their minds, Bai Ye was the uncrowned king.

The sound of the referee announcing the victory drifted into the ears of the caller.

But the call didn't seem to be heard.

He sat on the pumice stone, sighing, without the slightest joy of victory.

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(The fifth shift will arrive soon, even the more)