What a fast speed!

Everyone's pupils tightened.

"Imperial Sutra! Sky-Climbing Sword Formation!"

With a whisper, the sword shadow exploded, and countless sword auras scattered like ghosts, scattered into the crowd, forming a cold and powerful sword formation.

"Pretending to be a god! The fake emperor also wants to cause trouble?"

Shao Huarong looked disdainful and stabbed the ground like a dragon.

"Still the rain!"

Snore!

The ground cracked, and countless imperial energy gushed out, rushing towards the sword formation.

But the sword formation is thick and the imperial aura remains undispersed, just like steel, allowing bombardment.

"Um?"

Shao Huarong's sword-browed eyebrows are slightly locked: "It's interesting!"

"Is it just interesting?"

Bai Ye raised his sword, as if he had activated something, and then he saw the scattered sword energy suddenly rising, and the tip of the sword pointed at the crowd...

"Hmm?" Shao Huarong's pupils shrank.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish...

Countless bombarded the crowd like shells!

Puff! Puff! Puff...

In an instant, several people were beaten into sieve by the terrible sword energy and fell to the ground and died.

All of those are the great emperors.

"Defend quickly!"

Someone yelled shrillly.

Thick shields were supported.

"Broken to me!"

Bai Ye turned his sword and the soul of the Dead Dragon was released. The endless soul power was like a thousand spider sprouting silk, rushing towards the floating Qi swords. The sword power burst out from the Qi sword was even more terrifying. In just five breaths, the big shields were shattered!

"It's over! It's over! If this continues, we won't last long!"

Xi Mu's face changed drastically and she kept trembling and shouting.

She really couldn't imagine how much soul power Bai Ye still had? After fighting so many soul masters, he could still release such a powerful soul power attack.

Don't he know how tired he is?

"Don't worry, if it were normal, this person might give me a headache, but in this finals, he can't hurt you or me at all!"

Shao Huarong was very calm. He snorted, suddenly picked up the token, and injected a little bit of anger into it.

"Is it a magic weapon?"

Bai Ye stared at the token in Shao Huarong's hand and suddenly felt something was wrong.

That's a communication device?

And just in this gap in my thoughts, above the sky, the sound of the elderly warning of vicissitudes came.

"The Palace of Judgment announced that the fourth round of Shenwu Finals officially ended. All the Shenwu warriors who obtained the flag will successfully advance to the fifth round, and all those who failed to obtain the flag will be eliminated!"

As soon as the sound fell, the time and space around began to distort.

Bai Ye's pupils condensed slightly and looked at Shao Huarong.

"It's still half an hour before the ending time. How could it end early?"

"Don't guess, I'm notifying the Judgment Hall to end early! We are forcibly passing us out of the fourth round of finals."

Shao Huarong snorted coldly: "Beast, I don't know who you are, nor where you came from, but I want to tell you that in the Shenwu election, even if you have the strength of a superior emperor, you can't defeat me! You accept your fate!"

As the sound fell, light swayed from people's bodies and they were about to leave here.

"Save?"

Sunset was overjoyed and looked around nervously.

"That may not be."

Bai Ye took the flag handed over by Zhu Qingyao and said lightly: "Isn't there still the fifth round? Unless... you don't participate."

"The fifth round? I will let you know what cruelty is!"

Shao Huarong snorted.

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Bai Ye smiled.
Chapter completed!