This time, when I heard that Li Baxian left the Danxinmen station, Yan Xing knew that the opportunity was coming. He came here early, hid his figure, and really waited for Li Baxian to come.
He doesn't care about the game between Wanmoling and Haotian League, what he has to do is very simple, kill Li Baxian and end the grievances of these decades!
"I'm going to deal with him! You protect the younger brother." Weiyang said.
Li Baxian shook his head: "Elder Sister, you know, I'm good at killing people, but I can't protect people. And... Yan Xing is not the only one on the Lingxi list."
"You mean..." Weiyang's expression changed slightly. She was affected by the Soul Extinguishing Divine Lightning, and her own perception dropped significantly.
Li Baxian snorted coldly: "They are all hiding in the crowd to observe the situation, and everyone wants to take advantage of the fisherman." His eyes flickered, "I created an opportunity, you take the younger brother away, although the opportunity is not big, But always try."
"Be careful!" Weiyang urged.
Li Baxian picked up the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. Instead of swallowing, he spit it out in front of him. In an instant, more than a dozen sword lights rushed and swept away, while he himself was wrapped in a sword light, punishing Yan towards Yan. Cull the past.
Just as he made a move, Weiyang also moved. A green leaf wrapped Lu Ye in it. She grabbed Lu Ye's collar and rose into the sky, apparently trying to take advantage of the riot caused by Li Baxian. Lu Ye took away from here.
Lu Ye was wrapped in the leaves, and he couldn't see what was going on outside. He only felt a wave of spiritual power surging around him, with strong shocks from time to time.
With Weiyang's groaning, Lu Ye regained control of himself. He fixed his eyes and saw that he was back where he was. Obviously, Weiyang failed to take him away smoothly.
Don't look at Weiyang's majestic slaying of the Quartet just now, killing those Wanmoling monks with little power to fight back, but in fact none of the real powerhouses shot, they all felt that Weiyang was not easy to mess with, and they were all waiting for the opportunity.
Anyway, Weiyang entered the Lingxi battlefield forcibly. The more people he kills, the worse the situation will be. As long as Weiyang dares to kill two more people, without them taking action, the punishment from heaven will destroy his soul.
At this moment, Weiyang wanted to forcibly take Lu Ye away. Those people couldn't just sit back and watch. With Qi Qi's attack, Weiyang had to retreat again. If he didn't retreat, Lu Ye would probably die.
Because of Li Baxian and Weiyang's actions, Jinguangding, which had calmed down, started to fight again. Many Haotian League cultivators were gathered in the middle, struggling to resist the attacks of the enemies from all directions.
Fortunately, Weiyang and Li Baxian killed a lot of people from Wanmoling just now, which greatly relieved the pressure on the Haotian Alliance, otherwise it is very likely that they cannot be stopped now.
Weiyang didn't make another move, but guarded Lu Ye's side, waving the war sickle in his hand, blocking the incoming spells and the power of the talisman.
With her there, Lu Ye would not be in danger.
But she tried to take Lu Ye away many times, but every time she just flew away, she was forced to fall back. Under the intensive offensive, she might be able to survive, but Lu Ye couldn't resist no matter what.
More monks from the Haotian League and Wanmoling rushed over, and the news that Lu Ye was trapped in the Golden Light had already spread, and the monks from the two major camps were rushing towards this side. As time passed, the people gathered here. The number of monks has gradually exceeded a thousand, and the number is still increasing.
With the Golden Light Dome as the core, there are battle circles in all directions, large and small.
This kind of battle was fought from day to night, and then from night to day. The monks on both sides fell one after another, but fresh blood was replenished from the outside.
More than a dozen of the powerhouses on the Lingxi Ranking came, each catching and fighting each other, and the scene was anxious for a while.
No one would have imagined that this siege against the disciples of the Jade Blood Sect would develop into this. Originally, in the plan of Wan Moling, the Jade Blood Sect Lu Ye was only a fifth-layer cultivator. Anyone with strength can behead him, kill him, then Wanmoling will win.
However, the response of the Haotian League was unexpectedly tough, and under the protection of the strong men of the Haotian League, Lu Ye came all the way here.
Although they are trapped now, as long as the members of the Haotian Alliance are not dead, it will be very difficult for them to kill Lu Ye.
It's hard to ride a tiger!
Since the existence of the Lingxi battlefield, there has never been such a tragic battle in the outer circle. At this time, neither Wanmoling nor Haotian League can easily stop, and too many people have died. .
Where the vortex of the struggle is, Lu Ye, who was guarded by the crowd at the center, lowered his eyes and looked at his long knife. The powerlessness and anger in his heart became stronger and stronger.
This feeling of life and death not in your control is really bad.
Weakness is indeed the greatest original sin.
The weak are hoarse and no one cares, while the strong speak softly, but they are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Therefore, no matter what the game between the two camps, even if it is death, he must choose a way to die, instead of standing here stupidly, waiting for this. A battle is won.
With a bang, a figure fell in front of Lu Ye, and Li Baxian was beaten back with wounds all over his body. There was some gap between the tenth and the second.
"That bastard doesn't feel good either!" Although Li Baxian was in a state of embarrassment, he could not lose the battle. He grinned at Lu Ye: "Don't worry, little junior brother, I will behead him for the sake of my brother!"
Saying this, he has to get up and fight again. As a sword cultivator, he is never afraid to fight against people stronger than himself. Although he is not an opponent of Yan Xing today, if he really wants to fight for life and death, he is sure to fight with him. Yan punishment will perish together.
Lu Ye raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.
Li Baxian looked at Lu Ye in surprise.
"Enough!" Lu Ye said softly, "Enough is enough, Senior Brother."
"Um?"
"Stop it." Lu Ye smiled at him, then raised his head, looked at the chaotic battlefield, took a deep breath, and under the surge of spiritual power, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Stop for me!"
Although he only had a fifth-layer cultivation, this angry shout, which was blessed with spiritual power, was like a thunderous explosion, spreading to all directions.
The two sides in the fierce battle suddenly heard such shouts. Many monks who were already a little unsustainable immediately stopped and stepped back. The monks near Lu Ye stopped at first. The situation spread like a ripple, and the battle on the outside slowly subsided. Thirty breaths later, all the fighting stopped, the chaotic battlefield became calm, and the chaotic fluctuations of spiritual power gradually disappeared.
Pairs of eyes stared at Lu Ye in all directions, and until this moment, everyone knew that it was this guy who just called to stop.
"Little Junior Brother?" Weiyang, who had been protecting Lu Ye all the time, looked at him puzzled, then looked at Li Baxian, who shook his head, saying that he didn't know what Junior Junior Brother was going to do.
"I have something to say." Lu Ye said this sentence to Weiyang, then looked around and said loudly, "I have something to say!"
This sentence is said to many monks around.
"Although my Lu Ye cultivation base is not high, since you are all here for me, I think I am still qualified to say a few words. Do you have any objections?"
"Friend Daoist has something to say, but it's okay to say it."
"Not bad, I have no objection!"
When even a group of cultivators from the Haotian League joined in, Lu Ye interrupted the fight between the two sides at this time. Although it was abrupt, both sides were relieved, because everyone could take advantage of this rare opportunity to make some repairs. After a long battle, and a melee of this scale, most people couldn't handle it.
"Tell me!" A monk from Wanmoling said. This person is one of the top 20 strong men on the Lingxi list. He was born in a first-rank sect. Yan Xing did not speak, and his attitude represented the entire Wanmoling.
As for Yan Xing, this guy only sees Li Baxian, who cares about others.
Lu Ye nodded and said: "Half a year ago, I worshipped the Jade Blood Sect. I was attacked and killed on the way back to the sect. The headmaster sent me to the Lingxi battlefield. To be honest, I don't even know what the Jade Blood Sect looks like. I don't know. Who are the people in the sect, I don't know the grievances and grievances of the previous generation of the teacher's sect. It was not until someone found me before that I knew that I had become the center of the battle between the two camps. I am a fifth-layer in Lu Ye district. How can I have this energy? But now that the matter has come, I can't resist, I can only accept it. You Wanmoling want to kill me, I've been in crisis all the way, fortunately I have the support of many brothers and sisters in the Haotian League, and I, Lu Yecai, have survived all the way to this point. , many people died, some died in front of me, some died in places I couldn't see, I don't even know the names of those who died. Today, many more people died. If you keep fighting, you will only die. More, do you want to continue?"
No answer.
"If you continue fighting like this, the casualties will only increase. Is this the situation you want to see?" Lu Ye asked again.
The Lingxi Ranking expert who spoke earlier snorted coldly: "In your opinion, shouldn't that be the case?"
"Naturally not." Lu Ye shook his head, "So many people have died, I think it is impossible for Wanmoling or Haotian League to let it go. Can't explain it."
"It's a smart person." The man sneered, "If you really don't want to see so many people from the Haotian League die for you, then just kill yourself. As long as you die, this battle will end naturally!"
"Yes, die, boy, you can't get away!"
"Anyway, if I cut myself off, I can still leave a whole corpse. If it is hacked to death, it will be beyond recognition."
Many Wanmoling monks shouted.
Standing beside Lu Ye, Weiyang's pretty face was gloomy, and she could hardly help but want to hack all the shouting guys to death.
Lu Ye shook his head slowly: "So many brothers and sisters from the Haotian League have already died because of me. If I die, how can they rest their eyes if they know about it? Besides, I'm so young, I don't want to die!"
"If you don't want to die, why are you talking so much nonsense?" The man was angry.
Lu Ye's eyes drooped, and he said slowly, "Although it feels good to be protected, as a cultivator, it's about yourself, and you should always be responsible for something!"
"Unfortunately, my cultivation base is not high, and I can't bear too much." He slowly pulled out the long knife around his waist and pointed at the Wanmoling camp: "Lu Ye, a disciple of the Jade Blood Sect, is here to challenge the major sects of Wanmoling. Whoever wants to kill me, come and fight!"