Chapter 1952: Sober

"stop!"
The shout rang and stopped Xu Wu.
Xu Wu raised his mouth, squinting his eyes.
But in front of him was a disciple of a medium-sized sect.
These disciples were so fast that they surrounded Xu Wu and Tuantuan in the blink of an eye.
"Are you a disciple of the Supreme God Temple? Come with us." The leader lowered his voice and said coldly.
"Who are you?" Xu Wu didn't panic, but asked with a smile on his face.
"Don't care who we are, go with us right away, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!" The voice fell to the ground, and two people walked around to hold Xu Wu away.
But just when they were about to move towards Xu Wu...
Boom! Boom!
An abnormal sound came out.
Then came the splash of blood and minced meat.
These people were all taken aback, looking at them, they saw that the two people who intended to take Xu Wu away somehow had their heads pierced by their vigorous and terrifying hands.
The two trembled together, they lost consciousness and died on the spot.
"what?"
Everyone was taken aback and looked around.
But look at the surrounding void rippling waves.
Then one by one soulmen wearing gray and black robes walked out of the void.
"You are..."
Those disciples still want to speak.
Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng...
Several spatial air blades flew over and directly penetrated the heads of these people.
In the blink of an eye, the bodies of these disciples were directly cut into pieces by the space air blade, and they died tragically!
The shattered flesh and blood fell from the air and turned directly into a rain of blood.
The scene is extremely bloody, hideous...
Faced with such a terrible scene, Xu Wu seemed particularly calm, without the slightest panic.
"Why did you come out?" A young man walked up and said coldly, staring at Xu Wu.
It turned out that these people were in a group with Xu Wu.
"It's almost done." Xu Wu smiled: "Qi Wushuang decided to take action. Now I am going to send him a letter."
"Do you believe it?" the man asked coldly.
Xu Wu took out the letter written by Qi Wushuang from his arms and handed it over.
The person took it and looked at it. After a while, he said indifferently: "You take a trip, tell these people, follow what Qi Wushuang said, we will find a way to cooperate with you!"
"Take it?" Xu Wu asked cautiously.
"This can be regarded as a windfall. Since the fish has entered the net, there is no problem of being unable to get it."
The man waved his hand, and then backed away a few steps, disappearing into the void.
Xu Wu smiled faintly, turned and ran away holding the envelope.
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Outside the Soul Martial Hall.
The circle gradually stopped working.
The bustling hall before now became deserted.
Bai Ye sat alone in the hall, meditating intently.
Just last night, he had completely absorbed the last bit of divine power in the Soul Martial Field.
The current soul martial arts field has been completely abolished.
The mechanism inside will no longer function, and all the statues have lost their function and become real decorations.
Now...Any disciple walks into it, and he will definitely understand everything inside.
However, the Soul Martial Hall has been controlled by Bai Ye, how could he allow those disciples to enter the Soul Martial Field?
As long as you keep this secret for another year or two, even if it is discovered by the people of the Temple of Heaven, it will have nothing to do with him.
"After the divine power is completely digested, go to the forbidden area and make a few turns. If you can comprehend all the exercises in the forbidden area successfully, there is no need for this divine temple to stay any longer." Bai Ye thought in his heart.
But he is somewhat regretful.
After all, neither the ancient library nor the forbidden area seemed to have the kind of revival technique he wanted. People's current methods of resurrection are only time retrospect, and the power of time cannot be used for people who have died for too long.
Bai Ye sighed fiercely, and he shook his head silently.
About two hours later, it was probably because some of the scrolls had been absorbed by the divine power. Bai Ye took out the Ye Yaojian, and he closed his eyes alone to warm up the soldiers.
But at this moment...
Humph!
Humph!
Hey...
A slight footstep came from the stairs.
Bai Ye was taken aback for a moment and looked out the door.
But after a while he suddenly felt something wrong.
The footsteps...not from outside the door, but from...upstairs?
He suddenly turned his head and stared at the stairs.
what happened?
Where's the footsteps?
Could it be said that the disciple who gave the wine before has not come down?
It's impossible. Who will stay upstairs for so long? Can't it be slaughtered by Eagle September?
Bai Ye was particularly confused, but his eyes were also cold and tight.
For some reason, he always had an unknown premonition.
The footsteps were slow and messy, and gradually became clearer.
I don't know how long it was before the footsteps stopped.
And in Bai Ye's vision, a sloppy figure appeared.
It was a middle-aged man with messy hair.
The man was full of alcohol, his eyes were dim, and his body was bloody, he looked like someone who had just escaped from the battlefield.
At this moment, he is standing at the top of the stairs, holding on to the handrail, looking at the white night indifferently.
This person...it is Eagle September!
Bai Ye's eyes condensed, his heart shook, and he was shocked...
Eagle September...woke up unexpectedly?
How is this going?
That drunk eagle who has never gone downstairs every day... actually soaked up?
"who are you?"
I don't know how long it has been before, and Eagle September speaks.
The voice was extremely hoarse.
"Disciple Bai Ye, meet Elder Eagle." Bai Ye arched his hands.
"Disciple... Bai Ye?" Ying Jiuyue burped with alcohol. Although his mouth was full of alcohol, his consciousness was still clear.
He glanced at the Soul Martial Hall, and then said solemnly: "Which Hall are you from? Where is my Soul Martial Hall disciple?"
"I am a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall." Bai Ye said lightly.
"you?"
Ying Jiuyue stared at Bai Ye for a while, and then coldly snorted: "Asshole thing, there is a real martial arts realm, and you dare to be a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall! Don't you know who is in charge of the Soul Martial Hall? You trash How can you be qualified to be a disciple of this elder? Get out of here!"
Hearing this, Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, and then weirdly glanced at Eagle September: "Elder, are you confused when you drink and drink? The Soul Martial Hall is the last place in the Temple of God, only with poor talent and low strength. The talented people will come here. It's reasonable for me to be able to enter the Soul Martial Hall with my strength!"
"presumptuous!"
Ying Jiuyue was furious, pointing at Bai Ye and shouting: "How dare you talk nonsense here! Come over and kneel down for me, this elder must teach you a lesson!"
"Kneel?" Bai Ye snorted coldly, "Forgive me!"
Indiscriminately, he must punish his disciples. This Eagle Jiuyue has a really bad temper.
Upon hearing Bai Ye's words, Ying Jiuyue exploded in an instant, and his slightly drunken eyes became countless.
"Dare you... dare to resist this elder's order? Even if you are really a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall! I am the elder of the Soul Martial Hall, and that is your master! You are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor like this, and you are rebellious!" Ying Jiu Yue shouted.
His voice has a natural sense of oppression.
This sense of oppression... is no worse than Sacred Heart.
But... Bai Ye is not afraid.
He stared at Ying Jiuyue coldly, and said in a deep voice, "I call you an elder. That's because the Temple of Heaven recognizes you as an elder, but from the beginning to the end, I did not admit that you are my elder, nor Acknowledge that you are my master! As the elder of the Soul Martial Hall, you are so drunk all day long, drunk, dreaming, and disregarding all the disciples. You can do your duty as an elder for a day. Can you teach even one disciple? If you really want to say that you are my master, then I can only reply to you! You are not worthy!"
When these words came out, Ying Jiuyue was furious.
Has he ever seen such an arrogant person!
However, Bai Ye was extremely unhappy in her heart.
After all, if it weren't for Ying Jiuyue, Soul Martial Hall would not be what it is today.
"Get me here!"
Just listen to Ying Jiuyue shouting loudly, raise his hand and grab it.
Boom!
Half of the Soul Martial Hall's house exploded in an instant, and a brutal suction directly engulfed Bai Ye, dragging it towards Ying Jiuyue.
Bai Ye is out of control.
Ying Jiuyue is the former chief elder, how can his strength be so bad? What is comparable to the white night?
But Bai Ye is not a general.
Facing such a powerful existence, he didn't have the slightest scruples, and directly urged his divine power, pulled out the Abandoned God Sword and Li Huang Sword, and slashed towards Ying Jiuyue.
"Broken copper and iron, do you dare to hurt me?" Ying Jiuyue snorted, not afraid, directly raised both palms, and rolled up a force of shattering the universe to attack Bai Ye's double swords.
but...
Bai Ye seemed to know his moves, the two swords turned wildly, and when the sword shadow fell, the body of the sword actually bypassed Ying Jiuyue's attack and slashed directly on Ying Jiuyue's arm.
Huh!
Ying Jiuyue's two arms were directly severed by Bai Ye.
"what?"
Eagle September was stunned.
Bai Ye took advantage of the situation and kicked it.
Boom!
Ying Jiuyue's body flew directly, smashed the wall, and landed on the open space outside.
"Elder Eagle, I don't want to kill you, just stop for a while."
Bai Ye came out carrying the sword, staring at Ying Jiuyue blankly.
Ying Jiuyue hurriedly got up and looked at the white night incredulously.
"You kid...how did you understand my moves?"
Bai Ye didn't say a word.
It was impossible for Ying Jiuyue to know that since Bai Ye entered the Soul Martial Hall, he had been practicing moves with him.
Ying Jiuyue's soul martial art routine, he already knows a lot of things.
Perhaps Eagle September's strength is no worse than Sacred Heart Monarch.
But from Bai Ye's point of view, Ying Jiuyue is so much easier to deal with than Sacred Heart...
But what shocked Eagle September even more was the sword of White Night.
He knows where his physical strength has reached, how can ordinary magic soldiers hurt him? Not to mention a mere real martial artist.
"It looks like I underestimated you!"
Ying Jiuyue took a deep breath, and the man stood up again, his two broken arms suddenly exerted force.
Boom!
Just watch two bones rush out from the broken arm, and then a large amount of life breath attached.
After a while, the white bones grew tender flesh and blood, and in the blink of an eye, they completely healed their arms...