"Wait a minute, let me meet this master first." A voice came from a distance.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of large flags were seen flying from the sky in the distance.
A group of eight people, carrying an eight-carry sedan covered with white gauze, stepped on the flag flying in the sky, and they came from the sky.
At the same time, a large number of red petals fell from the sky.
After eight large sedans were carried, a group of ten drummers followed, playing lively rhythmic music to enhance and enhance the atmosphere.
Among the eight-carrying sedan, a figure in gorgeous white clothes jumped out, stepped on the flying petals, spun in the air, and slowly fell down.
He tilted his handsome right cheek to face the crowd in the audience, and then slowly picked up a strand of slightly gray but not messy or haggard long hair from his ear.
"Baidicheng, Ye Tianhong!" Someone in the crowd called out the name of the person who came.
At the same time, in the area where some sects, mainly female disciples, were stationed, there were waves of exclamations that were deliberately suppressed but could not be suppressed.
The man in white looked at the monk who broke the three precepts, and then said politely: "This master's breakthrough in front of the formation is really amazing. I am eager to learn something from the master... I wonder if there is such an honor?"
Under the ring, Dugu Ming smiled and said nothing.
The master and apprentice squatting on the roof of the hut spit at the same time.
The monk who broke the three precepts heard this and was about to speak.
But Ye Tianhong turned around, aimed at Bai Feishuang, who had been standing in the corner of the ring, and said in a doting tone: "I said... If you have any questions, you can come to me. I treat you as... My dear sister, how could I ignore your matter...?"
On the roof of the hut in the distance, the apprentice said: "I recognize that look in his eyes. If he thinks Bai Feishuang is his sister, I will go down and eat shit."
Master patted his chest and said reassuringly: "It's not bad! It's not bad! I thought you wanted to cheat on food and drink."
Bai Feishuang didn't seem to see Ye Tianhong's sincerity, and was quite moved and said: "That man is very strong. After all, this is my business. I don't want to trouble you, Brother Ye."
Ye Tianhong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the rankings on this day's list will always have to be re-ranked. Regardless of success or failure... I will stand up for you."
After saying that, Ye Tianhong looked at Monk Po Sanjie again and stretched out his hand.
A snow-white sword flew out of the eight-carrying sedan still floating in mid-air.
"This sword is made of extraordinary iron from heaven. There are three masters, and hundreds of famous masters have been defeated by the sword. Although the master is very human, it may not be unusual under my White Emperor Sword." Ye Tianhong said. .
The monk who broke the three precepts touched his bald head: "So...are you going to fight or not?"
Ye Tianhong shook the scabbard and unsheathed the long sword.
The sharp sword light actually reflected the white cloud-like shadow of the solitary peak at this moment.
"Master, please come first."
"If I draw my sword, you will have no chance to take action." Ye Tianhong said.
Po Sanjie nodded, not polite.
All the energy in his body trembled, and then he struck out with a simple, simple and generous move like Arhat Fuhu.
Ye Tianhong's eyes were bright and the sword in his hand was shaking rapidly.
In an instant, the sky light and the sea of clouds all revolved around its sword edge.
There seemed to be immortals wandering in the clouds, and gods wielding swords.
The majestic momentum filled the entire top of Jiupan Mountain.
"What a powerful sword spirit, what a tyrannical sword spirit."
"The meaning of Baiyun that Ye Tianhong understood is really an advantage. In this world, mountains, rivers, swamps, seas and lakes, thunder flames, all have regional differences. If you don't get the right location, it will inevitably be greatly compromised. This Baiyun is the world's long-lasting meaning. Here, everywhere you look.”
"Ye Tianhong thrust out his sword, and tens of thousands of swords fell from the sky. Even if this monk is the true Buddha who came to the world, I'm afraid he can't resist it." In the stands under the arena, the old head of the Taihu Sect, touched Commented with a beard.
All the senior experts around him nodded.
Everyone looked at Ye Tianhong's sword style with expressions of surprise and doubt.
Gradually, he seemed to have figured something out and relaxed.
"After all, he was once ninth on the Heavenly Ranking. It is normal for him to have such strength. Now his sword intention is outstanding, and his understanding of the master's artistic conception is so lofty. If he is reranked, he may have to go up a few levels." Binghe The leader of the faction said slowly.
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the clouds overlapping and the sword light covering them, suddenly showing a golden light.
All the sword energy was torn to pieces by brutal and brutal force.
The monk who broke the three precepts was already covered in golden clouds and trampled all the sword energy and sword shadow under his feet.
The shadow of the Arhat behind him loomed once again.
Boom!
There was a sound like the string of an old bow suddenly breaking.
A simple punch broke away the complicated sword.
The domineering sword intention met an even more domineering fist.
Then the sword made of extraordinary iron was smashed into several pieces.
Ye Tianhong, who originally seemed to have a chance of winning, was punched out of the ring, retreated dozens of steps, and then vomited blood.
"Sajia stay strong! Otherwise, you will have to survive this punch for three years." Po Sanjie stood on the ring and said to Ye Tianhong.
Hearing this, Ye Tianhong's originally pale complexion turned livid, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
On the snow-white skirt, red plum blossoms suddenly appeared.
"What a pity Ye Tianhong!"
"His sword looks ethereal and gorgeous, but in fact it is extremely domineering. It suppresses all the aura in a space, turns it into his own sword energy, and then forms a sword domain force field. Such sword moves don't need to be many, they are often just one The sword can determine the outcome. But precisely because of its dominance, there is no room for maneuver."
"Once you encounter someone who is more domineering than him, you will be defeated instantly." Dugu Ming said while standing under the ring.
"Ye Tianhong lost to Master Po Sanjie... He didn't lose unfairly at all. Master Po Sanjie's domineering... was more than just this. Compared with him, he was domineering... it was simply... You are asking for trouble!" Dugu Ming then added.
"Then if it were you, senior brother, how would you fight?" the Sword Sect disciple on the side asked.
Dugu Ming hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "If it were me, I might choose to wander around and fight. After all, Master Po Sanjie has not been in this world for a long time, and his understanding of martial arts in this world is always limited. You can use His methods are also limited. So I will use more feints to guide him, and then try to find openings to attack."
"But... I'm not sure whether I can win this way. After all... he broke the three precepts!"
At the same time, Bai Feishuang, who had been standing in the corner of the ring, looked at the monk who broke the three precepts, and his eyes became bright and full of expectation.
On the roof of the hut, the master kicked his apprentice's calf.
"Disciple! It's your turn. If you don't, your wife will follow the monk and become a nun!"
"Can you bear this?"
