No matter how Yan Feng arranged it, at least, he had decided to participate.

This is a promise, and even if you can't get a good ranking, you will at least have a clear conscience and will not let it down.

Long Yue has not returned to the forest for nearly ten days, which makes Bai Ye a little worried.

The moon is on the branches, and the forest at night seems surprisingly calm.

"Who?" Suddenly, Bai Ye put down the soft sword dragged in his hand and shouted softly.

But several figures passed by and fell quietly beside Bai Ye.

These people were all wearing black clothes and covered with facial scarves, and couldn't see clearly. Just by inferring that they were all powerful people in the Qi Soul Realm.

"Who are you?"

Bai Ye was still sitting cross-legged and asked calmly.

"You are Bai Ye, right? Is it that handed over the Death Dragon Sword and the Secret Treasure of the Divine Sect. We can spare you from death and only slaughter your cultivation!"

One of them sneered.

"People from the Holy Academy?" Bai Ye raised his eyebrows and murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

"If you don't obey, Mo Jian and Li Muyun will be your fate!"

"Then you can try it."

Bai Ye said.

"Haha, I really don't know the world is so strong. Since you don't hand over it, we have to take it ourselves."

After one person said that, his eyes were exposed and he stabbed with a sword, like lightning flashing across the night sky, and the cold wind rustled.

clang!

A soft sword suddenly rose and accurately pressed on the tip of the sharp sword that was stabbed.

"Huh?" The man was stunned, but he felt a brute force suddenly spread from the soft sword, which instantly shocked it.

"With this little strength, how dare you come here?" Bai Ye stood up and glanced at the men in black. His voice was heavy and he was full of murderous intentions: "Who among you is Feng Zhantian?"

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Chapter completed!