Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 1561 Star Beast

Until it shrank to half, a strange breath suddenly came from the star flame.

"Hehe" With a strange cry, the almost transparent little beast rolled up the vast star flame and roared over! Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and stopped absorbing the star flame.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the golden light flowed on his arm, which had already activated the Wanjie Shenpo body.

The next moment, the star beast's head hit Ye Xinghe's palm hard! Bang! With a muffled sound, the blue flames splashed everywhere! The star beast was bounced dozens of meters away by the rebound force! "Come here!"

Ye Xinghe took a step forward, and his figure instantly flashed in front of the star beast, stretched out his palm, and wanted to catch the star beast.

"Hehe!"

The star beast screamed, and its four short legs swung vigorously, and it rushed out thousands of meters in an instant! Boom! The star beast actually shattered the void and escaped from the sixth floor of the Zhutian Zhenmo Tower! Ye Xinghe frowned and murmured: "The speed of this star beast is far superior to mine. It is not easy to catch it."

"For now, I can only drive it back to the sixth floor first, and wait until my body skills have improved, and then catch it!"

With this in mind, he continued to activate the Holy Soul Yutian Jue to chase the star beast.

Every time he chased, Ye Xinghe would intentionally drive it to the direction of the sixth floor.

One man and one beast, one chasing and one fleeing, it lasted for an hour.

Finally, Ye Xinghe saw the right opportunity and drove the star beast to the direction of the sixth floor.

But suddenly, the star beast changed direction, rushed into the seventh floor in an instant, and disappeared.

Ye Xinghe paused, frowned, and murmured in a low voice: "This guy is really cunning!"

"Well, as long as I set up a barrier, he can't escape from here."

"When my strength is further improved, I will explore the seventh floor again."

He raised his hand and waved a green light to cover the seventh floor and set up a barrier.

Afterwards, Ye Xinghe returned to the room, sat cross-legged, and began to refine the star flame in his body.

The star flame with 50% of its power filled his meridians.

The star flame in his body burned fiercely, burning Ye Xinghe's body crazily.

The eight flames in his body instantly surrounded the star flame, constantly refining the power in it.

After an incense stick passed, Ye Xinghe slowly opened his eyes and took a breath: "This ball of star flame has finally been refined."

"Now, my Great Brahma Mysterious Fire Nine Transformation Divine Fist is enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the first floor of the Wandering Void Realm with one punch!"

"How can the Soul Tower Trial be difficult for me?"

Ye Xinghe smiled confidently, his face full of pride.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

"Benefactor, the Soul Tower Trial registration will be in a cup of tea, we should set off!"

"Here we are!"

Ye Xinghe responded, pushed the door and walked out of the room, and saw three plain-clothed disciples standing at the door at a glance.

Among them, in addition to Yang Tianlin, there were the two plain-clothed disciples he met yesterday.

The tall plain-clothed disciple bowed and said, "Junior Brother Ye, my name is Hong Tianyu, and this is my younger brother Hong Tiancheng."

"I forgot to introduce you last time, I hope Junior Brother Ye will forgive me."

Ye Xinghe smiled and waved his hand, "It's just a trivial matter, don't mention it."

"Time is running out, let's set off as soon as possible!"

The three of them nodded in unison, and together they activated their divine power, walked through the air, and rushed to the mountainside.

After an incense stick, the four of them stepped onto the mountainside and came to the door of a towering hall.

Ye Xinghe looked up and looked up and down.

The hall was a hundred meters high and built of black crystal stone. It faintly exuded a bit of majesty and solemnity.

At this time, the entrance of the hall was already full of plain-clothed disciples who were watching.

Many formal disciples were walking among the crowd.

Whenever they met a plain-clothed disciple, they would raise their hands and hit him, and raise their feet and kick him.

"Get out of here! Lowly thing!"

"Dare you block the way of our formal disciples?

Are you looking for death?"

Several people cursed wantonly, with arrogant smiles on their faces.

This behavior is like treating the plain-clothed disciples as livestock, beating them if they want, killing them if they want! Yang Tianlin and his men all had angry eyes and stared at the person who did it.

However, they were not strong enough and were no match for the formal disciples, so they could only swallow their anger.

Yang Tianlin's eyes were full of anger, and he blurted out: "Stop!"

As soon as these words came out, the few people who were besieging the plain-clothed disciples all turned their heads to look.

In the middle of the few people stood a young man with a sword on his waist and white clothes as white as snow.

The young man had long black hair, which swayed lightly in the wind, and he looked quite extraordinary.

His eyes were full of contempt, and he said lightly: "Why, you want to stand up for them?"

"A mere plain clothes, are you qualified to fight with our formal disciples?"

"That's right!"

Everyone laughed and echoed loudly.

"You people are equivalent to beggars on the street!"

"Still glaring at me?

If you dare, fight back!"

All the plain clothes disciples were full of anger, their fists were clenched tightly, and they couldn't stop shaking! They all stared at those formal disciples, ready to attack at any time! At this time, Ye Xinghe glanced and suddenly caught a glimpse of a stone tablet at the entrance of the Tianxuan Hall.

On the stone tablet, there were densely packed small characters engraved, all of which were the rules of the Shengyin Sect.

He glanced over, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"So that's it."

Ye Xinghe took a step forward, and his figure suddenly flashed in front of everyone, stopping in front of the young man in white.

Then, he raised his palm high and slapped it hard! Snap! The young man in white flew backwards and hit the doorpost of Tianxuan Hall.

With a bang, the young man in white vomited blood and fell heavily to the ground.

Instantly, the entire entrance of the hall was completely silent! All the disciples stared at the person who made the move, their faces full of disbelief! "Junior Brother Ye, you..." The Hong brothers said in unison, their voices trembling with fear.

Ye Xinghe snorted coldly: "People are not noble or humble."

"He claims to be noble and does not take the lives of Su Yi disciples seriously, so he should be beaten!"

The words were shocking, and everyone gasped.

After several disciples helped the young man in white, they shouted loudly.

"Mr. Ye, you are so bold!"

"In front of the Tianxuan Hall, he openly beat up a formal disciple, and his crime should be executed!"

Ye Xinghe smiled coldly: "Take a closer look at the stone tablet, and then tell me what crime I have committed!"

Several people were stunned and turned to look at the stone tablet.

After a moment, one of the blue-robed youths pointed at the stone tablet and shouted, "Seventh Rule of the Sect!"

"All plain-clothed disciples must not fight with formal disciples unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"Violators will have their cultivation abolished and be expelled from the Shengyin Sect!"

Everyone echoed, staring at Ye Xinghe, and scolding him.

Ye Xinghe showed no fear and smiled, "Just now, weren't you a lowly plain-clothed disciple of ours? Can we kill you if we want to?"

"You have the will to kill, isn't it the last resort?"

"You!"

The blue-robed youth waved his sleeves angrily, "You are sharp-tongued!"

"I am a formal disciple. If I say you are wrong, you are wrong."

"Now, I will abolish your cultivation on behalf of the elder of the Blade Hall and expel you from the Shengyin Sect!"

He flipped his palm and two silver daggers fell into his hand.

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