However!

Bai Ye didn't move at all, but his power was like a beast in the wilderness, and he rushed over fiercely along the sword of the Qingtian, Man Ba.

Qingtian was shocked and was careless and unable to resist. The man flew out in an instant and hit the barrier heavily.

Bang!

A muffled sound started.

The person kept rising and falling, and the mouth was coughing fiercely. Finally, a thread of blood appeared at the corner of Qingtian's mouth...

The whole audience became quiet for a moment.

Bleeding...

Qingtian, who ranked eighth in the Divine Sword List... was actually injured by a sword by a great emperor?

Everyone's brains are all blank.

No one came back to his senses for a long time.

"Senior Brother Qingtian, this is a duel. I hope you can show all your strength, otherwise, I will find this duel boring."

Bai Ye did not pursue the victory, but instead held the sword with one hand and walked towards Qingtian, but did not intend to pursue him!

In the confrontation just now, Qingtian obviously did not use all his strength, which made Bai Ye succeed, but Bai Ye also had his own honor.

Since he was going to fight, he didn't want to take advantage of others' danger!

This is Bai Ye’s confidence!

This is Bai Ye’s pride!

When an emperor faced a saint, he showed such a mentality.

A burst of exclamations also came from the VIP seat.

"It seems that I underestimated you!"

Qingtian smiled bitterly, and the man stood up again, took a few deep breaths, calmed down the rippling power around him, his eyes full of fighting spirit, staring at Bai Ye.

"Then next, I will be as you wish! Junior Brother Bai, let's fight hard!"

"I can't ask for it!" Bai Ye raised his sword and pointed at Qingtian, shouting in a low voice: "Come on!"

"Then you're ready!" Qingtian shouted, and the person disappeared again.

However, after disappearing, the person turned into a stream of air and rolled towards Bai Ye.

The airflow approached instantly, and thousands of terrifying sword shadows suddenly exploded out of it, slashing towards Bai Ye like a meat grinder.

This is the way of the fast sword in Qingtian! The sword is like a rapid light and like thunder!

All the VIPs opened their eyes wide.

However.

Bai Ye didn't move at all. When the sword shadow in the air came, he swung his arms and held the sword and slashed away.

In an instant, the sword shadows in the sky exploded from his hands, like biting tiger fangs, facing the Qingtian!

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding...

The crisp sound of swords striking up and down the ring, and the sound was pleasant.

The breathing and heartbeat of the people present also stopped completely with this sound.

Bai Ye... can actually compete with Qingtian?

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Chapter completed!