"That... Bai Ye, did you really defeat the ascetic?"

At the warning of Tong Cangrong, Pan Xian and others, Li Hao carefully leaned over.

"Get out."

Bai Ye didn't move his eyes and said lightly.

Li Hao's face changed: "You..."

But seeing Bai Ye suddenly stood up, Li Hao and others were startled, retreating repeatedly, and looking at him vigilantly.

However, Bai Ye didn't even look at him and walked straight to the stage.

"The fourth round is about to begin. You said you would destroy me in the fourth round. I'll wait. I hope you won't be shy at that time."

Bai Ye looked at Tong Cangrong and Pan Xian with a side look, and then continued to move forward.

The two of them were stiff and couldn't speak for a long time.

The door to the fourth round has been opened, and the contestants have begun to take the stage, while Tong Cangrong and Pan Xian have not moved for a long time.

The atmosphere in the Random Cultivator League was calm and everyone was restless.

Especially Li Hao, he missed an opportunity to make friends with big names.

If I had known this, I would have stood on Bai Ye's side at the beginning.

Li Hao sighed and looked gloomy.

"Pan Xian, we... will we go in or not?" Tong Cangrong ran away, her voice trembling, and she asked in a low voice.

Pan Xian was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

How could a person who even Zhu Qing Yao respect and admire him so much? If he goes in, Bai Ye and Zhu Qing Yao are in alliance with him. Once they launch an attack on them, they will never be opponents, but if they don’t go in... they will abstain.

Pan Xian thought for a long time, but finally shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it, this time we suffer a loss, we can only blame us for being arrogant. It's better...don't go in."

The Alliance of Dispersed Cultivators has since been destroyed.

...

After entering the gate, Bai Ye's eyes flashed and appeared in an empty sandy land.

He looked around and found a small sand dune a thousand meters away. There was a flag on it, and the flag was a sharp blade pattern, which was the symbol of the Hall of Judgment.

This is the promotion item in the fourth round! The verdict flag!

As long as you win the flag of verdict and ensure that you are not taken away by others within thirty breaths, you can enter the fifth round of final election.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

Wow...

At this time, bursts of sound of the void penetrating, and white lights around them burst out.

Bai Ye looked around and saw many souls appearing beside him, all of whom were strong people participating in the fourth round of finals.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately rushed towards the verdict flag.

"The flag of verdict is mine!!"

"I am the young palace lord of Xuanxin Palace. Whoever dares to go against me is to go against my Xuanxin Palace!"

"What are your Xuanxin Palace? I'm the one who killed you!"

People rioted, and the strong fought each other to seize the flag. In the blink of an eye, this peaceful sand became a scene of purgatory.

Seeing this, Bai Ye's mouth curled up.

"The Shenwu Finale, then the Shenwu Battle, and then launch an attack on the Nine Souls?"

"Your plan is very good, but today, you will all die here."

Bai Ye's pupils gradually shone with blood, and demonic energy was exposed all over his body.

He has no interest in the champions of the Shenwu Finale.

He came here just to kill people.

Kill all the geniuses of Shenwu! Let Shenwu be powerless to attack Jiuhun! Let your relatives, friends, and lovers be spared from the pain of war!

He pressed his hand on the hilt of the Immortal Sword, but after a moment, his palm loosened and placed it on the hilt of the Dead Dragon Sword.

"If you want to kill, just kill him, it's dark!"

He stepped on his steps and rushed out like a cheetah.

Dozens of strong men gathered on the sand dunes not far away. They took action wildly, and the terrifying soul and imperial energy bombarded the ground, exploding into dust and surroundings were hazy.

Bai Ye's arms shook and the ancient sword was unsheathed.

Buzz!

The sound of the sword trembled in the sky.

"The Heavenly Yin Breaking Evil Art!"

"Dead Dragon!"

roar!

The roaring ancient sword rushed out like his surging murderous intent. The terrifying sword energy penetrated the sand dunes, and the flags blew up ashes, instantly burying dozens of soulmen.

The amazing sword energy was like the sledgehammer of an ancient giant, shaking towards the ground.

The entire fourth round of battlefield space trembled.

The elderly warden who had been observing the battlefield through magic weapons changed his face and hurriedly looked at this head.

However, the dust here obscured his vision.

"What happened? What happened to that sword energy?"

The elderly warden's face turned pale and his lips kept murmuring.

After the dust settled and the mist dissipated, the warner finally saw clearly what was happening there.

His turbid eyes were swelling so much, and his eyes seemed to fall out of his deep eye sockets...

"What...is it?"

He said dryly.

I saw that there was no one there, only a sword valley like an abyss, with a large number of corpses scattered on both sides, and even the ruling flag... was cut off.

The verdict flag is made of special materials, and even the middle emperor cannot be easily cut off.

And such a terrifying destructive power.

"Will anyone...the superior emperor participated in the final election?"

When I think of this, the warning was sweating coldly.

The arrival of the superior emperor is enough to influence the entire final election!

Bai Ye would not expose his Death Dragon Sword too early. This sword caused an uproar in the Nine Soul Continent, causing him to become the target of public criticism. He could not guarantee that no one in the Shenwu Continent knew about this sword.

However, at a specific opportunity, he didn't mind using this sword to clear the field.

Leaving that dune, the dune not far away still struggles.

He pulled out the immortal-killing sword and rushed over.

"Pseudo-Emperor? Do you want to get involved in the ruling flag? Go and die!" A lower emperor stared at Bai Ye disdainfully, raised the heavy sword in his hand and slashed it heavily.

Bai Ye didn't even look at the lower emperor. He shook the immortal sword in his hand, and the sword was like Canglang and threw it over.

Click!

The thick and heavy knife was cut off.

Puff!

The head was cut straight down.

A lower emperor was beheaded like this.

The two emperors who looked at this side were shocked.

"Who is yours?"

But Bai Ye still said nothing and slashed with his sword.

The two of them rushed to parry.

"Don't underestimate others! You are just a fake emperor!"

One person roared, with a breath of imperial breath in his mouth, and sprayed towards Bai Ye.
To be continued...