The sound of killing from all directions shook the sky and the people were buzzing.

Everyone is calling on the prince to execute Bai Ye and Mei Xi, in a very serious manner.

"Bai Ye, why are you here? This matter has nothing to do with you. If you find a way to leave, I will handle it here!" Meixi said with a pale face.

"Disposal? What do you do? What's more, I promised the people in the Demon Village that if you want to keep you safe, how can you leave?"

Bai Ye smiled leisurely, ignored the shouts from all directions, and said to the prince in the stands: "Your Highness, can I allow me to ask you a few questions?"

"What do you have to ask?" the prince snorted.

Bai Ye chuckled softly and said, "Did the Kingdom of Heaven say that slaves are not allowed to be raised?"

"No." The prince shook his head.

"Then is there any regulations prohibiting slave demons from participating in the war in this duel arena?"

"No, either." The prince still shook his head, but his face was no longer very good-looking.

"Since that's the case, then why am I guilty?" Bai Ye asked back.

The prince said nothing, it was obvious that Bai Ye was taking advantage of loopholes.

The audience in the stands were not happy. The man with sharp-mouthed cheeks before spoke first: "You are just a fake emperor, but there are demons of the lower emperor level as slaves? Do you think we are all idiots? Do you think His Royal Highness, the wise and powerful prince, don't investigate? You are clearly lying! You are clearly in the same group as this demon! Still talking nonsense here?"

"right!"

"That's right, it must be like that!"

"Your Highness is here, how dare you speak wildly? You're simply bold!"

The sounds around him became warmer again.

Bai Ye looked indifferent and glanced around. He didn't see much anger in the eyes of these people, but saw more... instead he was jealous.

"I see that you are so excited, I am just afraid that I will get the Emperor's Sutra?"

Bai Ye said casually. If Meixi is really Bai Ye’s slave, then all the accusations will not be valid!

After this statement, many people breathed stagnant.

But how could they admit it?

Bai Ye smiled coldly and stared at the man with sharp mouth and cheeks who was screaming the most: "Since you question my strength, do you dare to come down and fight?"

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek changed his expression. He was only the peak of the pseudo-emperor, and he had little advantage compared to Bai Ye. If he really fought, he was afraid that it would not be a fierce battle.

"Fight with him! Fight with him!" The crowd around suddenly shouted, shaking the sky.

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek opened his mouth and had no way out...

"Okay, since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

He gritted his teeth, his feet slit, and floated towards the ring like a feather. The moment he landed on the ground, a faint halo was remembered all over his body.

The God of Ghost Light!

Someone shouted!

"What? The rumored Emperor Youguang's true tips for protecting his body?"

"I heard that this soul method is not an Emperor's Sutra but is better than an Emperor's Sutra! A faint light is as solid as a golden soup. Who is this person? With this method, he can fight against the Emperor alone! It's so terrible!"

The rumblings of marvel came one after another.

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek raised the corners of his mouth, looking proud: "Boy, you are too ignorant, you don't know who you are facing! I advise you to surrender! You can't be my opponent!"

"Surrender? What a joke?" Bai Ye shook his head: "Do it!"

"You are looking for death!" The man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was angry.

"Sir, teach him a lesson!"

"This boy is very arrogant! He has abolished his cultivation!"

The people in the audience started shouting again!

"Okay, I'll destroy his cultivation and let him understand how big the gap between me and him is!"

As soon as the voice fell, the person was like a phantom, and he arrived instantly. The terrifying iron fist was wrapped tightly by the terrifying soul power, and with unstoppable power, it blasted towards Bai Yetian's soul!

The white night remains motionless, like a statue.

"Be careful!" Meixi shouted anxiously!

"Are you looking for death? You don't hide?" The prince shook his head and sneered.

Only the old man with white heads noticed something was wrong.

"Die!" The man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek cried out shrillly, and his fist hit Bai Ye hard.

But... the next second, a more terrifying force hit Bai Ye's heart and instantly spread to the man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek...

Bang!

A muffled sound started.

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek flew backwards in an instant, his body was shattered, and he fell heavily to the ground. Before the man could get up, he vomited three mouthfuls of blood with flesh.

At first glance, my soul power was shattered, my soul was shattered, and I...was destroyed directly.

In an instant, the audience was silent...

what happened?

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek hit Bai Ye, but Bai Ye did not move, but the man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek was blown away, and his cultivation was destroyed? What's going on?

The audience opened their mouths wide and were stunned.

The plot reversal is too fast, and everyone can't accept it...

"What kind of martial arts did this person use?" the prince was stunned.

"Did I underestimate him?" Meixi thought complicatedly.

"This guy is not simple!" the white-headed old man murmured.

Many strong men in the dark gathered their eyes and began to reexamine Bai Ye.

"You are right!" Bai Ye looked at the pointed-mouthed man on the ground and said indifferently: "There is indeed a big gap between me and you."

Puff!

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek was shocked and angry, and vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.

A fake emperor is not even qualified to let Bai Ye take a move!

"Who else questioned my strength?" Bai Ye looked around and shouted loudly.

Tens of thousands of viewers were silent.

"No one speaks? Then I'll call it."

Bai Ye said, his eyes began to sweep.

"Didn't you just shouting that you wanted to ruin me? Come down!"

"No, no, I was just kidding!" The soul waving his hands repeatedly.

"And you?"

"I...I had a cramp in my brain just now, and I didn't speak through my brain. Please forgive me..."

"you?"

"Sir, so brave, how could I provoke you? You must have heard it wrong..."

The people who called the most before were all frightened and apologized to Bai Ye one after another.

Only when the strong are respected will the strong gain dignity.

"Then I am a mere pseudo-Emperor who owns the slaves of the lower emperor. Does anyone have any doubts?" Bai Ye asked again with a smile.

"No! No!!"

"We have no objection!"

Anyone who was swept by Bai Ye quickly waved his hands and cried out, and they were sweating profusely.

Bai Ye shook his head and smiled, turned around and looked at the prince: "Your Highness, what do you think?"

"I said?"

The prince hummed out of his nose, obviously not very happy, but it was hard to disobey the public opinion. If he wanted to keep his position, it would be inconvenient to make a big deal.

Just as His Royal Highness was about to agree, the white-haired old man spoke.

"It seems nothing strange to defeat the fake emperor at the peak, right? The duel just now couldn't prove anything. If you want His Highness to believe what you said, you must defeat an emperor in public here!"

As soon as these words fell, there was an uproar.

But more people are gloating.

"The tutor is speaking out! That's great!"
To be continued...