The saintess of the Holy Fire Cult gritted her teeth and stretched her small hand forward, urging the little remaining spiritual power in her body, and a red light immediately appeared on the palm of her hand.
It was the gathering of her spiritual power.
When this group of red light appeared, the power that escaped from the previous large-scale spell quickly gathered.
The extremely hot golden light top, the temperature dropped sharply.
In the blink of an eye, a humanoid being composed purely of flames appeared in front of her.
"Fire Giant!" The exclamation came from the side of the Haotian Alliance, which was clearly the name of the magic technique performed by the saintess of the Holy Fire Sect.
This is also a technique that should not be performed by the seventh-level realm cultivation, which shows the high talent of the saint.
But maybe it was because of insufficient cultivation. It should have been majestic. The fire giant, at least several feet tall, is only the size of an ordinary person. This fire giant has no legs. The lower part of the body is purely composed of flowing flames. Not so clear, but its stature is very burly, and as soon as it appears, it blocks in front of the female cultivator.
After displaying this technique, the saintess of the Holy Fire Sect fell to her knees with a thud, and the lamp was really dry.
I have to say, she is a smart woman.
At this last moment, use the last spiritual power to summon a fire giant, instead of using spells such as fire snake art, because spells are easy to be evaded. Once Lu Ye avoids her last attack, she will Just waiting to die.
A needle pierced her mind in pain, and the blood flowing from the seven orifices turned black and red. Although she knelt down on the arena in a very embarrassed way, she still raised her head and looked directly at Lu Ye, who was rushing towards him, and controlled the giant fire to meet her.
When the heat wave hit, Lu Ye instinctively raised his broken knife and chopped.
He was able to survive under the attack of that spell before, all thanks to the guardian spirit pattern. When the power of the spell attacked, he urged a guardian spirit pattern that could wrap the whole body.
This made him almost use up his little spiritual power.
Fortunately, the other party's spell did not last long, otherwise he would be burned to death.
Right now, he can still activate the last spirit pattern, which he left to his opponent, not the inexplicable thing in front of him.
There was blood in the field of vision, and it was almost impossible to see things clearly. The saintess of the Holy Fire Sect had run out of oil, so Lu Ye was not at the end of the shot.
In the arena, the powerhouses of the two camps watched the final battle with solemn expressions. No one would have imagined that the fighting on the fifth or sixth floor could be so brutal.
At this moment, the two fighting figures in the ring looked extremely funny, because Lu Ye lost his fierceness and ferocity before, and he looked weak with every slash, and staggered with every step, as if he might fall down at any time.
And the fire giant was also a little stupid and slow to respond. This is the reason why the saintess of the Holy Fire Sect began to have blurred consciousness. Although the fire giant was summoned by her urging power, she had no thinking and needed her to control it.
This leads to the fight in the ring at the moment, which looks like a child fight...
No one laughed because of this, only secretly shocked by the tenacity of the will of both sides.
A group of strong men on the Lingxi Ranking asked themselves, can they achieve this level when they are at the fifth or sixth floor? If the two who fought in the last battle did not die today, they would have their names on the Lingxi list in the future.
The child-like fighting continued, and the fighting was not fierce, but as time passed, the fire giant summoned by the magic began to become unstable, and even its size was slowly shrinking.
The mood of the Wanmoling party became tense.
It has already reached this level, but it must not fall short.
"Burning holy fire, burn my body!"
A low chanting sound rang out, and there was only one person at first, but soon, many cultivation bases of the Holy Fire Sect began to chant in unison, and the voice gradually became higher.
On the arena, the saintess who was already unconscious suddenly burst out with the last strength, with red blood flowing from her eyes, and the fire giant who was fighting with Lu Ye suddenly swelled in a circle and threw a punch.
With a bang, Lu Ye's broken knife with only half left in his hand was completely shattered, and he himself was blasted out by the punch and fell to the ground.
Falling together, there is also the hope of the Haotian Alliance.
And after flying Lu Ye, the fire giant suddenly collapsed and disappeared, turning into a little fluorescent light and disappearing, it exhausted its own strength.
The saintess of the Sacred Fire Sect breathed heavily, got up from the ground with difficulty, and walked step by step towards Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground. She softly recited the teachings of Sacred Fire Sect, and her painful expression slowly calmed down.
Li Baxian's expression became dignified and tense, and Weiyang was also secretly urged by spiritual power. At the same time, the eyes of the strong men on the Wanmoling were fixed on the two of them. If there is any change between the two, they will surely welcome The blows of the strong.
At this moment, the atmosphere became extremely tense.
On the arena, the saint who was halfway through slowly took out a long sword from her storage bag. This action alone seemed to have exhausted all her strength. It should be just an ordinary ordinary sword. , because there is no aura, but it is enough.
She didn't have the strength to lift the sword, so she dragged it, walked to Lu Ye, swayed a few times, and slowly stood still.
Looking down at the burnt and wounded opponent on the ground, the saint, who had never shown a smile since the beginning of her practice, showed a smile.
She wanted to say to her opponent: I won!
But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't even make a sound.
She held the hilt of the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword was facing Lu Ye's chest and slowly lifted.
The tense atmosphere in the arena's quartet collapsed to the extreme at this moment, and I don't know how many people began to silently stimulate their spiritual power.
Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly raised a hand, facing the woman standing beside him, as if to block the sword that was about to be stabbed.
His dry, cracked lips twitched, and a slight voice came out.
"flaming Phenix… "
The fiery red spiritual power surged in the palm of the hand, and the smile on the saint's face immediately stiffened. With all her strength, the sword in her hand stabbed down.
With a thumping sound, a fat quail-like flamingo flew out, slammed into the Holy Maiden's chest, and exploded with a bang.
The screams came out, and the saint was blasted out, her chest was scorched, and she fell silent at the same time.
Everyone was shocked and speechless by the sudden change. The party who thought they would die was still left with the strength to fight back, and it was a magic technique...
At the last moment, Fa Xiu raised his sword and soldiers Xiu cast spells.
Victory and defeat, life and death are decided!
The two figures rushed to the ring at almost the same time, and the sound of sword chirping sounded at this moment, Li Baxian stood in front of Lu Ye, and hundreds of sword lights were surging and shuttling behind him, and each sword light was a flying sword. sword.
The sword qi rushes into the sky, and the sword cultivator kills his heart!
Anyone who dares to act rashly will surely usher in the attack of Baidao Feijian.
Weiyang took the bloody Lu Ye in his arms and checked his injuries.
Suddenly, a ferocious wave of spiritual power came from the back of Wanmoling. Countless people turned pale in shock. When they turned their heads and looked back, they saw a figure dozens of feet tall slowly straightening up, that figure covered the clouds and the sun. , magnificent.
That is the figure of the cloud giant, and it is a spell.
In the entire Lingxi battlefield, there are no more than three people who can use the cloud giant's magic to such a scale.
"Everyone, don't move around, people will die!" A crisp voice came from the giant cloud. Only then did Wan Moling see that there was a woman sitting on the shoulder of the giant cloud. The small figure and the big cloud giant formed a very obvious contrast, but no one dared to underestimate that figure.
Just because that person is the top of the Lingxi Ranking, the monster who has occupied the Lingxi Ranking for more than ten years!
"Fengyuechan!" There was a Wanmoling cultivator who gritted his teeth and shouted.
No one knows when she was hiding nearby. It was reported that she was blocking the door of others at the Bailiangu station. Now it seems that she has already escaped from there. After all, even if she is the leader of Lingxi, it is impossible to block a fourth-grade sect for a long time.
"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" Feng Yuechan raised her hand and greeted Li Baxian warmly.
There was no time to correct her name at the moment, Li Baxian nodded: "Whoever dares to move will kill whoever!"
"Okay!" Feng Yuechan responded crisply.
In the arena, Weiyang had already given Lu Ye a spiritual pill, and also fed him an unknown medicinal liquid to keep him alive.
Lu Ye's lips twitched, but Weiyang didn't hear it clearly, so he put his ear close and said softly, "What did you say, little junior brother?"
"Are you finished?" Lu Ye said with difficulty.
"It's over!" Weiyang nodded.
Lu Ye couldn't open one eye, and the other eye was narrowed into a slit. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He relaxed his tense mind, tilted his head, and fainted abruptly.
Weiyang looked flustered, and quickly checked to determine that Lu Ye was just too tired, so he calmed down and looked up at Li Baxian's back: "Back to the sect!"
Li Baxian greeted him: "Yuechan, send the senior sister and junior brother to Cangming Mountain!"
"Yes!" Feng Yuechan responded, and the cloud giant with a height of several tens of meters leaned down and stretched out a hand towards the arena. Under the huge shadow, many monks scattered like birds and beasts.
The big hand fell beside the arena, Weiyang jumped up holding Lu Ye, put Lu Ye down gently, suddenly felt that there was something next to him, turned his head and saw that it was a snow-white tiger.
She knew that this was Lu Ye's beast pet. Seeing the worried look in the eyes of the big tiger, she was relieved: "Don't worry, he can't die with me."
The giant cloud raised his big hand and gently held the two and the tiger in the palm of his hand. Then, under the control of Feng Yuechan, he turned around and ran towards the Cangming Mountain station at an extremely fast speed!
"My fellow Daoists from Wanmoling, please wait here for a stick of incense. After a stick of incense, you can do whatever you want, but if you act rashly before that, don't blame me, Li Baxian, for killing me!"
Li Baxian's voice came faintly, but the hundred flying swords flying around behind him told all the monks in Wanmoling that this guy was not joking.
Yan Xing, who had been staring at Li Baxian, had a solemn expression. It was only today that he realized that Li Baxian's sword-fighting skills had reached such a terrifying level. When he fought against him before, this guy didn't do his best at all.