Chapter 1843: Why should I play?

Seeing that Hong Xi was shaken away by Long Huanjiang's sword, the disciples of the Outer Sect stood up and shouted.
Especially the disciples of the Lingxi Sword Sect, all stood up and shouted.
"Brother is mighty!"
"Big brother, good job, kill that guy!"
"No one from the temple of God can let go! Kill him!"
"Yes! Kill him!"
"kill him!"
The people were emotional, with resentment and anger in their eyes.
Because it's just a disciple, he doesn't have so much scruples about speaking in this kind of situation, and the leaders won't care.
The disciples of the Temple of God were angry and angry, but helpless.
The people at the scene stared at the arena closely, watching the battle.
Hong Xi's face was dark, staring at Long Huanjiang, trying his best to adjust her state.
At this moment, Long Huanjiang had already leaped forward again, slashing towards Hong Xi with a sword.
However, this time Long Huanjiang's power is extremely arrogant, and it is not the same as before. Although Hong Xi can accept the move, every time he accepts the move, it brings terrible aftershocks.
Hong Xi only felt that her arm was almost broken.
This is the true strength of Long Huanjiang! The power of the chief disciple of the Lingxi Sword Sect!
The people on the side of the Temple of God looked at their hearts tightly, and their eyes followed every movement of Hong Xi, and people's breaths were almost frozen.
Everyone could tell that Hong Xi was already lost to Long Huanjiang.
The situation has gradually become clear!
But all this has nothing to do with Bai Ye.
At this moment, he was still meditating cross-legged, alone in the corner, indifferent.
Many disciples around looked at him, but they dared not step forward.
Even Bing Yunyan didn't dare to talk to him, even though she had something to say, but thinking about her previous actions, she felt extremely ashamed...
"white night."
At this time, a rather angry voice sounded from the side.
People were shocked.
Bai Ye tilted her head slightly and glanced at the person.
Only then did I find a pretty pretty woman walking towards here angrily.
From the woman's clothing, we can know that she is from the law enforcement hall.
"Junior Sister Yang?"
Bing Yunyan here saw the incoming person clearly, and was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly stepped forward: "Junior Sister Yang, what are you doing?"
"Senior sister, don't worry, I just want to ask Bai Ye carefully."
The female soul girl called Junior Sister Yang stared at Bai Ye angrily, and said angrily: "Bai Ye, let me ask you, do you really plan to hide here and be a turtle with your head?"
however.
Bai Ye did not react at all.
It seemed that he didn't even intend to pay attention to this woman.
Seeing this, the woman gritted her teeth angrily, stepped forward again, and angrily accused: "So many brothers and sisters fought for the Zongmen to take the stage. They threw their heads and blood for the Zongmen. How righteous are they? Brother Hong Xi is also on the stage now. He has not flinched. Knowing that he is invincible, he still stands up. For the sake of the sect, he has no hesitation. Look at you again! At this time, every capable disciple should stand up. Defending the sect, how about you? You obviously have the strength, but you voluntarily gave up the game, and you stayed here and refused to take the stage. Bai Ye, you are so cowardly, I look down on someone like you!
The woman yelled, her voice a little hurried, and the anger on her face never disappeared.
Bing Yunyan next to her was extremely anxious, hurriedly trying to hold the woman.
But this time the woman's emotions were very agitated, and Bing Yunyan was already hurt, how could she be able to move this woman?
"Sister, leave me alone, today I will scold this selfish fellow!" The woman said angrily.
"Junior Sister Yang, stop making trouble!" Bing Yunyan was a little anxious, crying without tears.
The two stalemate.
The people around him also looked towards this.
Several disciples of Bing Xintang wanted to come up to help, but the soul of Bing Xintang's disciple was not high, so how could he beat this disciple of the law enforcement hall?
For a while, the logistics department was a little confused.
But at this moment, Bai Ye, who closed his eyes, spoke suddenly.
"When did you look at me?"
A simple sentence immediately stunned the woman.
The disciples around were also shocked.
However, Bai Ye opened his eyes, looked at the woman blankly, and said calmly: "After hitting me and worshipping the Supreme God Temple, after entering the Soul Martial Hall, anyone in the entire God Heaven Temple can think of me. People from Soul Martial Hall?"
"This..." The woman opened her mouth, a little speechless.
Yes...
Shentian Temple...Who can afford to see Soul Martial Hall?
"In your eyes, my Soul Martial Hall disciples are rubbish, meaningless people. Which of the 177 Soul Martial Hall disciples has not been bullied, abused, or beaten by you? Except for me, Soul Martial Hall Is anyone hiding in Bingxin Hall? You want me to fight for the sect? Yes, but at least you have to know whether the sect is worthy of me!" Bai Ye said again.
As soon as these words fell, let alone the woman, even Bing Yunyan and the surrounding disciples were silent.
"Perhaps you don’t know. Since I entered the Temple of God, I have never been instructed by any elder. On the contrary, I have been bullied. You want to say that I am weak? Yes, you want to say that you look down on me, or you can, my soul martial arts hall. Do people still care about face dignity? Is there any so-called dignity? In addition to the name of Shentian Temple, what else does my Soul Martial Hall have to do with Shentian Temple? And I... Bai Ye! Why is it a God Temple? Fight?"
Bai Ye asked in a deep voice.
The woman didn't answer, maybe... She didn't know how to answer, just opened her mouth wide and stared at Bai Ye blankly.
Bai Ye shook his head, closed his eyes again, and continued to sit cross-legged.
The woman was completely quiet...
Bing Yunyan and other disciples also stopped talking.
Yeah... Why does Shiroya play?
He has nothing to do with this group battle.
Bing Yunyan even believed that if Bing Xintang hadn't allowed Bai Ye to enter the forbidden area, I'm afraid he would not even appear here...
For a while, people bowed their heads and remained silent.
But at this moment.
"Tianjiang Dragon Sword Art!"
A loud roar sounded from the ring.
Everyone hurriedly looked towards the ring.
However, a divine light burst from the ring, and then a huge figure resembling a blue dragon appeared out of thin air and slammed into Hong Xi with a tyrannical and brutal force.
Hong Xi's pupils shrank, anxiously danced with a long sword, and rolled out a shadow of a unicorn, holding on to his defense.
But the blue dragon was too thick and tough, it actually shredded the unicorn, and hit Hong Xi's chest fiercely.
Puff!
Hong Xi's chest was shattered on the spot, and bloody, and the person was blown out and smashed on the barrier, smashing the thick barrier into countless cracks.
Hong Xi vomited a mouthful of blood, already unable to support it.
"Hong Xi, surrender!"
Zhang Shenwu's face changed drastically, and he immediately got up and drank away.
Hong Xi's face was cold and her eyes were unwilling.
But at this point, it doesn't make sense to survive.
Immediately Hong Xi got up and opened her mouth to surrender.
But at this moment.
Wow!
A ray of light suddenly enveloped the barrier.
Soundproof?
Hong Xi's face changed transiently.
But it doesn't matter.
He immediately rushed to the right.
As long as he gets close to that end, Yun Qingye will end the game directly and judge Hong Xi to lose.
Although people didn't hear Hong Xi surrendering, Yun Qingye could only insist that he heard it. After all, he was the referee in this group battle.
but...
The moment Hong Xi rushed towards Yun Qingye.
"set!"
A strange power of mantra suddenly wrapped around and froze Hong Xi.
Hong Xi was shocked and tried to break through this force.
But... no matter how hard he uses, he can't break the shackles of this mantra power...
"what happened?"
Zhang Shenwu on the side of Shentian Temple suddenly lost his voice.
"It's power word art!"
"No! If you use the power word technique, Hong Xi can't move, let alone speak, how can Elder Yun judge him to surrender?" Mo Ziyun said.
"Oops!" Wen Xiaoxuan murmured.
People were shocked and hesitated.
Long Huanjiang's power word... can actually stop Hong Xi!
This power is already shocking, even beyond the elders!
And as Hong Xi's body was frozen, Long Huanjiang's sword had also been split.
Huh!
Hong Xi's body was cut in half on the spot!
Jie Hongxi, the sixth person in the Temple of God, falls!