The powerhouses on the Lingxi Ranking list are somewhat discerning, and naturally they can see their names.
This time, Lu Ye took the initiative to stand up and challenge the major sects of Wanmoling. Although he was forced to take advantage of the situation, it was actually an opportunity to accumulate an invincible posture.
It's just that he doesn't know it himself.
Of course, if you want to accumulate, you must first survive.
Don't look at this Wan Moling side that Lu Ye killed in the daytime, and no one even dares to go up to fight, but in fact the situation has not improved much for him, and it has even gotten worse.
Because of a daytime battle, Wanmoling has basically figured out Lu Ye's foundation, so they can have a better target.
No one is going up at this moment, because there are some disputes and differences between the major sects on the Wanmoling, and several Lingxi Ranking experts are mediating.
In the end, it was the top 20 who spoke: "Then it's decided, no matter who kills that Lu Ye, 20% of the reward will be exclusive, and the rest will be shared equally by the sects who have contributed. objection?"
When he said this, he looked coldly at the stewards of the various forces around him.
The differences and disputes in Wanmoling mainly lie in the reward after killing Lu Ye. Everyone sees the battle during the day. Few of those who went up survived, and each sect could only fight once. The disciple sent out died, but there was no chance to get the reward.
This leads to everyone wanting to be in the back to pick up the cheap...
If this problem is not solved, it will be difficult for the Wanmoling side to make concerted efforts. After all, the amount of those rewards adds up to too many people. Anyone who sees it will be jealous, and no one wants to be a stepping stone for others.
20% of the reward will be exclusively given to those who killed Lu Ye, and the rest will be shared equally by the sects who have contributed. This decision has been supported by everyone.
In this way, even if his own disciples fail to kill Lu Ye, as long as they contribute, they will be able to share the benefits.
"If there is no objection, then arrange the manpower yourself, find a way to break his fangs, and whoever breaks his fangs will get 10% more afterward!" The strong man spoke coldly.
The strength displayed by Lu Ye has made Wanmoling's plan to take his life in a certain battle. Unless there is a seventh-level shot, it cannot be his opponent, so Wanmoling divided the killing of Lu Ye into two steps.
After a while, Lu Ye, who was sitting cross-legged on the arena, slowly got up, eating the jerky, and dropped the jerky in his mouth.
One is to replenish physical strength, and the other is to refine and transform qi. The consumption of spiritual power cannot be completely supplemented by spiritual pills. The talent tree loses the effect of burning erysipelas. Taking too much spiritual pills will cause his spiritual power to be obscure and affect himself. combat power.
Now his spiritual power is no longer as pure as before, because he fled all the way, he took a lot of spiritual pills.
Although the effect of refining and transforming qi is much worse, it is better than nothing, and with the supplementary method of gluttonous meal, he digests things very quickly.
Someone jumped out from the Wanmoling side, and Lu Yeding saw that it was a soldier with a long spear.
As usual, he reported his home to the opponent, and the opponent rushed towards him, the spear in his hand flashed, and the blossoming spears attacked Lu Ye's body.
After dozens of breaths, the soldier was cut down to the ground...
Lu Ye didn't fight, because he found that the effect of standing up during the day was not very obvious, so he simply didn't waste this energy. The guys who jumped out of Wanmoling didn't seem to be too afraid of death.
This may be related to the special environment of the Lingxi battlefield. The two camps in this place have been fighting all year round. Every cultivator who has grown to the sixth level has been killed. It is common for them to fight the enemy for life and death.
Thinking back to the Wanmoling cultivators I killed before, it seems that few people would beg him for mercy before dying, and more would say harsh words before dying. For example, Dong Shuye would say to him before dying. Waiting for Lu Ye on Huangquan Road, although there is no use for eggs...
Because everyone knows that if you are defeated by the monks of the enemy camp, if you can't escape, begging for mercy is useless.
This has created a kind of ruthlessness among the cultivators in Kyushu of "being light on life and death, and doing nothing if they refuse to accept it". The higher the cultivation level, the more obvious this situation is.
Trim, kill, trim, kill...
Over and over again, fresh lives jumped up one by one, most of them turned into corpses, and only a few escaped.
The sky is getting brighter, and the loss of Wanmoling continues to expand, but this does not seem to have much impact on the latecomers, and they will be afraid of jumping up, but this does not hinder their determination to fight.
Another night fell.
There was blood everywhere on the ground of the arena, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air, and it seemed that it could not be dissolved.
Approaching the direction of the Haotian Alliance camp, Lu Ye was sitting cross-legged, holding a spiritual stone in each hand, with jerky still in his mouth, his head lowered, and he was taking a nap.
After playing two days and one night in a row, he is already very tired, so now he has to make some repairs every time he plays, and take this rare opportunity to rest for a while.
As for recovery... Under the autonomous operation of the gluttonous meal, after swallowing a panacea, there is no need to worry about it.
Weiyang looked at him with distressed eyes. After fighting for such a long time, Lu Ye would inevitably be injured. If it was normal, Weiyang could easily deal with these injuries, but because of the constraints of heaven, Lu Ye could not use any help. The external force, the wounds, were all bandaged by him.
His clothes had long been stained red with blood, and he had thrown it away. The red man had some cotton cloth wrapped around his upper body, and the wounds were covered with the healing powder that Huaci had given him.
"How many games?" Someone asked Li Baxian.
Li Baxian squirmed his dry lips: "Thirty-two games!"
"Thirty-two games!" The man who asked the question took a deep breath and looked at Lu Ye, whose head was drooping in front of him, with a complicated expression. What an amazing record.
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You must know that this is the thirty-two battles of the leapfrog battle. According to the current frequency, it should be able to play forty games after dawn!
When the two parties signed the Heavenly Opportunity, only forty-three sects left their names on the Heavenly Opportunity.
No one thought that Lu Ye could fight forty-three battles, even Li Baxian didn't think about it. He thought that if Lu Ye could survive the three-day time limit, he could win.
What Li Baxian could not have imagined, the Wanmoling side naturally could not have imagined, what kind of person can fight forty-three times without defeat? This kind of thing has never happened in the cultivation world of Kyushu. In the eyes of the Wan Moling powerhouses who are leading the matter, Lu Ye is doomed.
But everyone underestimated the speed at which Lu Ye killed people. Those who fought at the sixth level were often cut to the ground by Lu Ye in a very short period of time.
The three-day time limit has just passed halfway, and thirty-two games have already been played, and by chance, only eleven sects have not played.
Even if more cultivators from both camps heard the news and gathered more than 4,000 people on top of the golden light, as long as Lu Ye was alive after 43 battles, he would have won.
Even if the cultivators of Wanmoling were unwilling, they would not dare to do anything, because under the constraints of natural opportunity, once they took action against Lu Ye, they would not only be slaughtered by the Haotian Alliance, but the forty-three in the The sects whose names were listed on Tian Ji Qi, and even the powerhouses on the Lingxi Ranking, had to deal with them.
This is the justice of Tian Ji, and it is absolutely not allowed to be provoked by anyone.
There are only eleven games left until the final victory, but Li Baxian's heart is getting more and more uneasy. He doesn't know if his little junior brother can persevere, because the aura of his body is already a little obscure. It was caused by swallowing a large number of spiritual pills, which undoubtedly had a great impact on the younger brother. The obscure spiritual power will affect his strength. The most obvious point is that Lu Ye's killing speed has slowed down now, and his knife is not as sharp as before. , the speed is not as fast as before.
Each battle will take longer and longer, the longer the battle, the more he will consume, and the more spiritual pills will be needed to replenish, which will fall into a vicious circle.
It was time for a stick of incense, and Weiyang couldn't bear it, but he lightly poked Lu Ye: "Little Junior Brother."
Lu Ye raised his head abruptly, his eyes full of exhaustion, he was dazed for a moment, then he reacted and swallowed the unchewed meat in his mouth, he stood up with a long knife and looked at the monk Wanmoling opposite , said the words that have been said more than 30 times: "Blue Blood Sect, Lu Ye!"
The war resumed, on the ring, the sword light flickered, the figure dashed forward, and the blood flew.
The battles began one after another, subsided, and the sky lit up again.
Above the arena, a petite figure was like thunder and lightning, leaping around Lu Ye at a very fast speed.
There were several more wounds on Lu Ye's body, and the flesh and blood were rolled. This was caused by the opponent in this battle. He held his long knife and stood silently on the spot.
After so many fights, he finally met the first guy who made him feel tricky.
This is a demon cultivator, with two fluffy ears on his head, it looks like a cat, if it just looks like it's nothing, the key point is that this guy is really as flexible as a cat.
In terms of speed, Lu Ye can't compare even in his heyday. Such a guy must be one of the trump cards prepared by Wanmoling. She has not been allowed to play before because Lu Ye is in good condition. Ye was consumed too much, and the Wanmoling party probably felt that it was time for this cat demon to appear.
This trump card was thrown out, and Lu Ye really fell into a passive state. No one was as fast as anyone else. He slashed out a few times. Not only did he fail to kill the opponent, but he exposed himself. That's how the wounds on his body came from.
It was another round of dazzling confrontation. When Lu Ye's long knife fell, it split an afterimage, and at the same time there was pain in the waist and abdomen.
He kicked out, and the cat demon held the foot with both hands, took off and landed dexterously.
Lu Ye staggered back, stabbed the ground with a long knife, and almost fell to his knees, causing Weiyang to exclaim.