The time for a stick of incense soon came, and Lu Ye stood up and walked towards his own battlefield.
On the other side of Wanmoling, a tall man was immediately greeted. This man was bare chested, with thick hair on his chest. What made people even more concerned was the pair of horns on his head.
This is a witch!
They are burly physique and strong blood, which are the characteristics of many demon cultivators, so they are very suitable for taking the path of physical cultivation. All major sects also like to include such demon cultivators. After a little polishing and training, they are good disciples.
This demon cultivator was holding a washbasin-sized round shield in one hand, and looking at the aura, he knew that it was a good spiritual weapon.
Wan Moling's response is obvious. Since Lu Ye, a fifth-level realm, has strength and speed that surpasses that of the sixth-level realm, he will not let the soldiers go into battle, because they are both soldiers, and their strength and speed are not as good as others. It is meaningless to have a level of cultivation, and the few soldiers who have played before are the best examples.
Soldier cultivation can’t be accomplished, ghost cultivators are few in number, and they’re not suitable for head-to-head fighting, so the only options are physical cultivation and dharma cultivation.
Lu Ye's aggression is indeed very strong. If so, then use a strong defense to deal with it. Having seen Lu Ye's previous battles, the Wanmoling side did not expect to take him down in a few battles, but he always insisted. When it doesn't stop, at that time, it is time for the Wanmoling side to pick the fruit of victory.
"Blue Blood Sect, Lu Ye!" Lu Ye was as polite as ever.
The demon cultivator murmured and didn't really want to respond, but he didn't respond as if he was afraid of Lu Ye, so he hummed: "Baiman Mountain, Niu Meng!"
When the voice fell, he raised the shield spirit tool on his arm, urging the spirit power to pour into it, the shield's protection expanded, forming a barrier covering a square metre in front of him.
His qi and blood power began to boil, and he gathered spiritual power to form a second layer of protection around his body, posing a defensive posture.
This was the plan made by his senior brother when he was preparing to play just now. Because he is good at resisting other people's attacks, but he can't attack, and his speed is not as good as others. To defend, he doesn't need to do too much, just defend the attack of the person from the Jade Blood Sect, try to delay the time, and consume the opponent's physical strength and energy.
He did!
However, the expected attack did not come. He raised his eyes and looked forward through his spiritual weapon, but saw that Lu Ye did not rush up like the previous battle, but stood quietly in place, lightly look at him.
Niu Meng scratched his head and looked back at his brothers and sisters, obviously wanting to ask how to deal with this situation.
Those brothers and sisters were also a little dumbfounded. They didn't expect that Lu Ye, who was full of aggression before, had changed his normal behavior this time.
An eighth-level monk who also has the characteristics of a demon cultivator said: "If he doesn't come, you can kill him and force him to fight with you!"
Delaying time is obviously beneficial to Lu Ye. There is a three-day limit on Tianjiqi, so the Wanmoling party is not willing to delay time anyway. They can't wait to fight Lu Ye all the time. If it wasn't for Li Baxian's hard work, He would not be given the time to repair a stick of incense after each battle.
"Oh!" Niu Meng responded, holding his spiritual weapon and rushing towards Lu Ye, although the speed was not fast, but the momentum was astonishing, giving people the feeling of being hit by a wall.
After entering the Lingxi battlefield for such a long time, it was the first time that Lu Ye encountered an opponent who had protected himself before the battle. Go, there seems to be no flaws to exploit.
Seeing that the other party was already rushing, he could only act, and the distance between them quickly narrowed. When it was almost the same time, Niu Meng's arm was slightly retracted and pushed out again.
At that moment, the spiritual barrier expanded from the shield spirit tool on his arm also expanded outward, as if a wall was really hitting Lu Ye!
If it hits hard this time, Lu Ye will at least be dizzy for a while, not to mention broken tendons and fractures.
Fortunately, Lu Ye noticed something was wrong, so he jumped up, passed over the head of Niu Meng, was in the air, and slashed his head with a knife.
Niu Meng raised his hand and blocked the blow with the protective power of the spirit weapon. Before turning around, the sound of a long knife breaking through the air came from behind him.
The knife light flashed, Niu Meng felt that his body protection spiritual power and the power of qi and blood were directly cut open, and the pain came from behind, he hurriedly turned around and threw a punch.
However, Lu Ye had already retreated, and the punch was in vain.
The instant confrontation ended with a slash in the back of the demon cultivator named Niu Meng.
"It hurts!" Niu Meng spurted heat waves from his nose, his eyes were a little red, and the severe pain made his already incapable head full of anger, and he just wanted to smash the enemy in front of him!
"The Guard is Here"
This is not good for demon cultivators. When their cultivation base is not high, their spiritual intelligence is not very high, and they are easily affected by animal instincts. Generally, this situation will not improve until the Cloud River Realm.
Thinking like this, he reached out and grabbed Lu Ye, his big fan-like hand spread out, almost completely blocking Lu Ye's vision.
Lu Ye was short, slipped under his armpit, and came behind him again, at the same position, with the same knife!
The ox staggered fiercely, blood flowing from behind, dyeing the ground blood red.
He turned around again and wanted to fight again, but another muffled voice came out: "Admit defeat!" But the eighth-layer senior brother couldn't stand it anymore, knowing that he would die if he continued to fight him, when he shouted He rushed out, grabbed Niu Meng's horns and dragged him back to the crowd.
Niu Meng looked bewildered...
Lu Ye didn't chase after him. He felt that his opponent was a bit silly this time, but the demon cultivator was really powerful. He didn't die after taking two knives like him. You must know that every knife was blessed with a sharp spirit pattern. The 6th-layer was probably already split in half, but although Niu Meng's injuries were not minor, he was determined not to worry about his life.
This made him realize that if he were to become an enemy of the demon cultivator in the future, he would have to cut a few more knives.
"Little Junior Brother, do you need to rest?" Li Baxian asked with concern.
"No need!" Lu Ye shook his head and looked at the Wanmoling camp.
Another sturdy physique stepped up, with a tragic expression.
Twenty breaths later, the body repairer fell into a pool of blood, the huge wound on the neck and neck was gurgling with blood, and his body was twitching...
Although this guy is also an individual cultivator, he doesn't have the strong physique that Niu Meng was born with, and he couldn't escape death.
One battle after another, unless Lu Ye wants to make repairs, when the battle ends, a new challenger will come to the stage on the Wanmoling side.
The Wanmoling side originally planned to use physical training to consume Lu Ye's physical strength and energy, but after a few battles, they reluctantly found that this idea was very good, but it could not be implemented at all, because even physical training could not resist Lu Ye's slash!
The spiritual tool in the hands of this Jade Blood Sect disciple is too sharp!
In front of his long sword, the protection and physique that body repair relies on for survival are simply fragile and somewhat unbelievable. This was verified after Lu Ye three knives smashed a body repair spiritual weapon!
That is a defensive spiritual tool, even if it is only a low-grade weapon, it is a defensive spiritual tool, and it was smashed by three swords.
The Wanmoling side tried to send out several cultivators one after another, but the situation was even worse. Due to the limited space, the cultivators could only be at most 20 feet away from Lu Ye.
At a distance of 20 feet, at the speed of Lu Ye's full-strength burst, he rushed over in three breaths. One can imagine what would happen if a Fa Xiu was caught by Bing Xiu.
As night fell, the Haotian Alliance party members were all talking and talking, and some people even cooked wine and played the qin, which was extremely lively.
On the other hand, on the Wanmoling side, the dull atmosphere was like a cloudy haze that enveloped them, and the Wanmoling cultivators all had ugly expressions, as if their parents had died.
Without him, Lu Ye has been waiting in the ring for half an hour, but no one has come up to fight!
Throughout the day, more than a dozen people have been beheaded by Lu Ye, and those sixth-level monks who performed the best did not survive for thirty breaths in front of Lu Ye. If you are injured, you can still admit defeat and save your life if you shout fast, but you can only bury the corpse on the spot if you shout slowly.
In short, the people of Wanmoling are afraid of being killed!
No one dared to go up to fight easily, even if the person standing there was a living treasure trove.
And with the victory of each battle, Lu Ye himself has also undergone some wonderful changes. The blood and murderous aura condensed around him, forming an indescribable aura, which seems to be a manifestation of his own beliefs.
"Brother Li, if your little junior brother doesn't die this time, you will definitely have a bright future in the future." In the Haotian Alliance, a strong person on the Lingxi list said beside Li Baxian.
The corners of Li Baxian's mouth were almost split to the root of his ears, and he laughed: "My little junior brother, that's natural."
"Brother Li, you know what I mean."
Li Baxian's eyes flashed, but he didn't answer, it's not easy to answer.
"Invincible posture, heaven's secret blessing!" Li Baxian didn't answer, but someone next to him spoke up. It was another strong person on the Lingxi Ranking List, and obviously he could see his name.
Li Baxian smiled lightly: "It's too early to say this now."
"There are signs." The man shook his head slowly.
Heaven's secret blessing, this is a legendary thing. In Kyushu, in the Lingxi battlefield, heaven's secret is everywhere. It is said that those who have the invincible posture can get the blessing of heaven's secret and be reborn.
The invincible posture is a saying, a kind of momentum, and a kind of belief. If you want to form this kind of belief, you need to accumulate it in battles. When it accumulates to a limit, it can lead to the secret. , be blessed.
But throughout the ages, there have been so many monks in Kyushu, but very few have been blessed by heaven.
And the person blessed by heaven's secret is called Feng Wujiang!
Coincidentally, this person was also a disciple of the Jade Blood Sect back then.