Bai Ye basically has no idea about the Yijian Tiangong. Even if this sect is rarely recorded in the saint inheritance obtained on the Nine Soul Continent, one thing is certain. In Lishengzhou, Yijian Tiangong is one of the famous ancient sects, all of which have been passed down for 100,000 years or even longer, and the sect has a particularly profound foundation.

But in this sword cultivation room, Bai Ye could not feel any sect background.

The old man is also the elder of Yijian Tiangong, named Sha Ji, and is the miscellaneous elder of Yijian Tiangong. Like Na Luo Xuan, they are in charge of logistics. The disciples speculate that the strength of this Sha Ji is not very good. After all, you can guess that the other elders are all wearing brocade robes and full of energy. He is always wearing simple clothes, thin and not yet 1.6 meters tall. He is drunk at the door with a jar of wine all day long. It is really hard to compare him with those strong men who cover the sky with one hand.

"The main task of our sword cultivation room is to repair and build war swords! The Yijian Tiangong is a sect known for its sword cultivation. It is a sword art, so the requirements for swords are very strict! The broken swords in this sword cultivation room are not only left by the ancestors, but also the swords damaged by the disciples during their cultivation. The Heavenly Palace does not know how many swords it will consume every day. Now the inventory of the sword library is insufficient. You must repair a hundred swords a day to rest. Do you understand? Go and work quickly!" The old man said while holding a wine jar.

"Then how can I practice?" Bai Ye was stunned.

He came here to learn the supreme martial arts of the Shengzhou Province, and to practice the supreme swordsmanship, not the swordsmanship.

But the old man ignored it and snorted coldly: "You still practice? You have to practice sword first, and then tell me how to practice! Boy, I tell you, if you can't even practice swords well, don't tell me about practice!"

After saying that, the old man threw out a piece of paper from his arms, kneaded it into a ball and threw it towards Bai Ye, and then turned around and left.

"I will come to count it in the evening. If you don't practice a sword, then you must pay attention to me!"

The humming landed and the person left.

Bai Ye frowned and picked up the paper and spread it out. It was a simple sword cultivation step.

First, use the emperor's energy and holy power to inject it into the sword, then put it into the fire to refine it, melt the sword, and then reshaped it with the holy power or imperial energy. As for the strength and hardness of the sword after it is recast, it depends on the materials put into the recast. There are quite a lot of materials prepared by the Idiotic Sword Heaven Palace in the sword cultivation room, which Bai Ye can use at will, which is good.

"Forget it, since I came here, I will be at ease, let alone this sword cultivation practices sword, but also the heart. Although I have many souls and methods, I have been walking by sword cultivation. Today, I will have some insights if I don't know how to practice sword!"

Bai Ye murmured, and immediately walked to the sword tomb, pulled out a broken sword, and looked at it.

The sword has a unique shape, with four barbs on the hilt, and the sword body is slender, but cracks are everywhere on the head, and the blade is rolled up. The gems on the hilt are dull. I am afraid that with a light wave, the entire sword will be broken.

Bai Ye looked at it for a moment, and his heart couldn't help but think.

"What should this sword be in its heyday...what should it be?"

I think it's a magic sword?

Let's try it with you!

Bai Ye let out a sigh, injecting the imperial power and holy power in his body into the sword, wrapping it completely like a mold, and throwing it into the fire. The terrifying fire burst out with a hot and high temperature. Even if Bai Ye has the Universe body, he is still sweating profusely by this temperature! He believes that even a saint fell into the fire, he would be burned to death without leaving ten breaths!

This sword cultivation room seems simple, but it reveals unusual everywhere.

After about thirty breaths, the sword body turned red and began to melt. Bai Ye immediately controlled the Emperor Qi Holy Power to reshape the sword body, and at the same time took the materials, put them in it when the reshaping, and practiced. With such a small half of the incense stick, Bai Ye immediately threw it into the cold water on the side according to the steps on the paper. In an instant, bursts of blue smoke came out of the water surface, and a sizzling sound rang out, and a sharp sword was initially repaired...

Although it still needs to be tempered, Bai Ye is still quite satisfied with his achievements at present.

"Hey, new! What's your name?"

At this time, a group of shirtless people came over, each of them was not kind.

Bai Ye turned his head and nodded slightly: "Dear brothers, my name is Bai Ye."

"white night?"

"What an ordinary name."

Several people muttered for a moment, then pointed to the mountain of broken swords on the side and said, "That's what we are today. You can help us recast him before tonight. Do you understand? Elder Sand will check it tonight."

Bai Ye looked over there and shook his head silently: "There are at least a few thousand pieces there. Even if I do one hundred pieces per hour, it will not be possible. Please don't make things difficult for me."

"So, are you going to refuse?"

"A superior emperor dares to be so arrogant. I think you don't want to stay here anymore."

"Have you heard of the cannon? Believe it or not, we will tie you to the stove! Let your skin be fragile!"

The eyes of several people were staring and their voices were cold.

Bai Ye's eyes condensed, he swept around a few people, and said indifferently: "I will give you face, so I will call you senior brothers, don't be too arrogant, how many half-saints are so arrogant?"

After these words, the disciples of the sword cultivation room around them were stunned and looked at Bai Ye in surprise.

The supreme emperor shouted for the semi-saint?

Who is arrogant?

"I think you are looking for death! I will teach you how to be a human being first!" A half-saint couldn't help it and rushed over, his fist was like a meteor, shaking the void, carrying the power of destroying the mountain, and smashing Bai Ye's face.

This attack is particularly terrifying. The holy power is pure and powerful. The emperor will definitely not be able to compete with it. Even if he blocks it, he will probably end up shattering his bones.

However...

Bai Ye is not an ordinary superior emperor.

He raised his hand suddenly, blocked the coming fist, completely wrapped it up, and Xuan'er exerted force suddenly.

Snap!

The crisp sound of bone shattering was spreading to all directions.

"Ah!!!!" The half-saint screamed miserably, and cold sweat was overflowing from his forehead.

"Junior Brother Liu!!"

"Damn it!!"

The other people were furious and rushed over together, attacking fiercely.

Many of the spectators around him secretly called shameless.

So many half-saints actually deal with a superior emperor... This is bullying others with power.

People feel sorry for this newcomer.

Just... the next second, everyone found out that they were wrong.

Facing the siege of several half-saints, Bai Ye was particularly calm. He was calm and at ease. He retreated repeatedly, avoiding several fierce fists, and then jumped, smashing the half-baked holy momentum of several people Qi Ji, and Xuan'er kicked at one of them!

Bang!

The man's chest was kicked down and he flew out instantly, knocking over a small stove. The whole body was lit up, and he jumped into the cold pool while screaming, especially in a mess.

Bai Ye was not polite, and turned around and rushed towards the other person again. His speed was extremely fast, and the speed of lightning was not enough to describe it. He appeared in front of the man in an instant, pressed his head with one hand, and smashed the whole person hard towards the ground.

Bang!

In an instant, the entire sword cultivation room seemed to tremble. The man's forehead broke a hole on the ground under the huge force of Bai Ye. When the man pulled out his head, his head was already bleeding, and he was shaking twice, then he fell to the ground and fainted.

Seeing this, the rest of the people sucked in a cold air.

Push the half-saint to the ground and beat him up?

Is this fucking emperor still the supreme emperor?

"You said you wanted to bake me on the stove, right?"

Bai Ye stared at the other person and asked lightly.

"No...no...you must have heard it wrong, you heard it wrong..." The man retreated repeatedly, his lips trembling.

"I heard it anyway!" Bai Ye shook his head, pointed his steps again, and his body seemed to teleport, landing behind the man.

The man was shocked and quickly turned over and bombarded him with his arm, but Bai Ye's arms were faster than him. He instantly pinched his elbow and exerted force.

Snap.

Bone shattered!

"Ah!!!!" A miserable scream erupted again.

But seeing that the man's arms were broken and he completely lost the ability to resist, Bai Ye grabbed his neck, lifted it up, jumped, jumped to the huge stove in the center, and pressed the man's back hard on the stove.

Sizzle!!!!!!

A harsh sound rang out, and the man's back was bursting with smoke, his flesh was burning, and his whole face was twisted. After a while, a flame broke out from behind him, and the man howled wildly, and his back was burned to black, which was particularly miserable.

Bai Ye didn't want to cause death. He moved his arm and threw it into the cold water. Only then did the person be saved, but he was half dead.

The remaining few people were shocked when they saw this and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"This junior brother... no! Senior brother!! Say life!! Let us go..."

Several people shouted anxiously, their voices trembled, and they were scared by Bai Ye to tears and trembled with fear.

All the disciples in the sword cultivation room around them were silent and sighed.

A superior emperor... actually packed up several semi-saints in such a short time, so they couldn't raise their heads. If it weren't for what they saw with their own eyes, who would have believed it? If this matter was spread, it would have caused a lot of sensation, right?

"Let you go? Why?" Bai Ye glanced at the few people and said lightly.

"As long as you let us go, we will obey your words in the future and will never be discriminated against..."

The few people trembled, and they were already frightened when they looked at the miserable fate of those people before.

"oh?"

Bai Ye moved his eyebrows, held his hands behind his back, and circled around the people. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes looked at all the disciples present.

Sword Cultivation Room...

The bottom floor of the Yijian Tiangong!

The disciples who joined here are all people with poor talent and shallow cultivation, and there are almost few saints...

Bai Ye thought about it and a bold idea came into being.

He took a deep breath and drank in a breath-filled voice.

"Everyone listened, let go of everything in his hands immediately and come over!"
Chapter completed!