When Li Baxian broke his whereabouts, the young man knew that he had no way out, and doing all kinds of gestures was nothing more than to paralyze Li Baxian. The two scimitars, posing: "Come on then."
Lu Ye raised his hand and pressed it on the handle of the knife, holding it lightly.
Li Baxian's voice sounded in his ears: "Little Junior Brother, be careful, this guy is a ghost cultivator, don't think that he only has the cultivation of the eighth-layer, but in fact his real cultivation is the seventh-layer of heaven. , the spiritual aperture has been opened to more than two hundred and forty. Of course, this position is suppressed and reconciled by the heavenly secret. The strength he can exert is only the level of the ordinary eighth-layer, but his experience of killing enemies will not be suppressed. Strength and speed It's not comparable to the ordinary eighth-layer, even if you can beat the ordinary eighth-layer, you may not be his opponent."
"I know!"
Lu Ye responded, and when the words fell, the gravel flew under his feet, and he rushed towards the shady young man. He didn't care what Li Baxian thought to let himself face such an opponent alone, but now the Lingxi defense battle has come to an end. Is there such an opportunity to kill the enemy, you must cherish it.
Almost at the same time that Lu Ye made a move, a stream of light was already shot and swept in front of Lu Ye in an instant.
The long knife was unsheathed, and Lu Ye slashed it out. When the sparks splashed, Lu Ye only felt a strong force coming towards him, the tiger's mouth cracked instantly, and the Panshan knife in his hand was hit and lifted up sharply.
Following this force, Lu Ye slashed with a long knife and flew out the streamer that had been cut to his chest.
That streamer was a machete in the opponent's hand. The blow just now was just the power of the opponent's imperial weapon. The machete swirled and flew into the air. However, there was a wound on Lu Ye's chest. Injured by the strength of the machete.
Before he could stabilize his body, the figure in front of him flashed, and the sullen young man had already rushed to the front, and his speed was extremely fast!
Ghost cultivators are known for their speed, not to mention that this is a ghost cultivator of the seventh-level heaven. The reconciliation and suppression of heaven's secrets really allows him to exert only the strength of the eighth-level, but even if he suppresses it again, this speed is not ordinary. The eight-layer environment is comparable.
Another machete in the opponent's hand was already slashing in the face, Lu Ye raised the knife to block, there was a clanging sound, and his body staggered back. The machete killed again.
For Lu Ye, the way of the imperial weapon is simply incomprehensible.
Huaci looked nervous, Li Baxian had already held a sword light between them. Although he asked Lu Ye to fight this ghost cultivator, he would not really sit back and ignore it. If Lu Ye was really worried about his life, he would shot.
Seeing that the flying back machete was about to hit the back of Lu Ye's head, a spiritual pattern suddenly appeared.
The sound of clicking sound came out. At the same time as the guard was broken, Lu Ye's head sank downwards, narrowly avoiding the blow of the owl's head, and a few broken hairs fluttered. Spirit pattern blessing.
The ghost repaired sideways to avoid the blow, the machete flipped over in his hand like a living thing, and cut the flesh and blood on Lu Ye's arm at an unbelievable angle, blood flowing.
The battle was only three breaths away, and there were already two more wounds on Lu Ye's body. Although the injuries were not serious, it could be seen that the gap between their strengths was not small. If they continued to fight like this, Lu Ye's situation would only get worse and worse.
Feng Yuechan took a leisurely look at Li Baxian, her eyes revealing inquiries.
Li Baxian shook his head slowly. It was not yet time to intervene. The reason why he asked Lu Ye to deal with this ghost cultivator was mainly because of the rare opportunity. Although he had guided Lu Ye in the Jade Blood Religion for 20 days before, that was after all. Senior brother's teaching to junior brother, even if he is ruthless and hurts Lu Ye many times, it is difficult for Lu Ye to truly experience the feeling of life and death, because both of them know that Li Baxian can't really kill him.
But the situation is different now. The one who is fighting against Lu Ye is a monk from Wanmoling. If he is not careful, he will really die.
As a soldier, if you can't get used to the feeling of walking on the edge of life and death, it will be difficult to break through yourself.
However, the current situation makes Li Baxian hesitant secretly, wondering if he is too hasty, the opponent for Lu Yexuan is too strong, the current strength of the younger brother may still have a chance to fight against an ordinary eighth-layer, facing the current opponent is indeed strenuous.
Fortunately, although Lu Ye was completely at a disadvantage, his fighting spirit did not weaken at all.
In the blink of an eye, the two fought again, and Guixiu was a bit stronger than Lu Ye in terms of speed and strength. In addition, he was able to use the imperial artifact, and Lu Ye, who really fought, was a little embarrassed.
He was slowly familiar with the opponent's rhythm. Although he could not restore the decline, he also blocked the opponent's imperial weapon's power with the guardian spirit pattern several times, and took advantage of the situation to counterattack.
During the jingle fight, the ghost repair suddenly withdrew the machete that he flew away.
Because he found out that this Jade Blood Sect cultivator, who is well-known in the Golden Light Summit, is indeed very powerful, and his real strength is not limited to the sixth-layer. In exchange for your own life.
He didn't dare to delay any longer, Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian were staring at him, putting a lot of pressure on him.
In this kind of close combat, the power that the imperial weapon can exert is not large, it is better to retract it, with two scimitars in hand, the attack speed suddenly increases a lot.
Lu Ye immediately fell badly, and there were many more scars on his body.
But with the increase of scars, the speed and strength of his knife also increased, and the spiritual power attached to the knife became much richer.
After more than ten breaths, Lu Ye slowly stabilized his position and was able to fight with the opponent.
That ghost repair was full of surprise, completely ignoring how Lu Ye could have achieved such a huge improvement in such a short period of time.
After more than ten breaths, he was shocked to find that in the competition of speed and strength, he actually began to fall behind!
During the collision of the spiritual tools, not only Lu Ye would be injured, but also scars gradually appeared on his body.
At this moment, the blade of the Panshan Knife was already bright red, as if it was full of blood. If you look closely, you will find that there is a faint blood transpiration all over Lu Ye's body.
That ghost repair finally found out that something was wrong and exclaimed: "Blood treasure?"
The so-called blood treasure is a special kind of spiritual tool. The blood sacrifice spirit pattern is branded on the spiritual tool. After the owner is injured or offers his own blood, the power will become stronger. The more blood the blood treasure devours, the more powerful it is bigger.
Therefore, seeing such a change in the Panshan knife in Lu Ye's hand, Ghost Xiu thought that this knife was a blood treasure. It will continue to devour blood, and if one is not careful, it will wither and die.
Therefore, in the practice world, blood treasures are not very popular, and ordinary monks will not use this kind of spiritual tool.
Ghost Xiu could see that there was something wrong with the Panshan Knife, and Li Baxian naturally saw it too, and his expression became solemn. He just wanted Lu Ye to gain some experience in fighting against powerful enemies. Who would have thought that this little junior brother would actually even The blood treasures are all activated, which is not good. If the foundation and vitality of the younger brother are damaged, the second sister will definitely smash his head.
"It's not a blood treasure, don't worry, Fourth Senior Brother." Hua Ci's voice sounded.
"What is that?" Li Baxian asked.
Huaci explained: "Lu Ye has mastered a kind of spiritual pattern called blood-stained, and it is probably the power of the spiritual pattern that motivates him at this moment." Before Mrs. Yun, Lu Ye had revealed the four ways that he had mastered. The information of the spirit pattern, Huaci was present at the time, and naturally remembered it.
"Blood-stained?" Li Baxian frowned. He didn't know much about spirit patterns, so he couldn't stop to study it, so he didn't know what blood-stained spirit patterns were.
But as long as the knife is not a blood treasure, that's fine.
The clanging sound came out, and the confrontation remained the same. Lu Ye was covered with scars all over his body, but the strange thing was that the blood from all the wounds turned into blood mist, and there was no drop.
If you peel off Lu Ye's clothes at this moment, you can see a complex spiritual pattern on his chest slowly turning. The spiritual pattern is entirely made of blood, and the blood mist lingers around him, making his eyes change. Got scarlet.
The blood-stained spirit pattern was not blessed on the Panshan Sword, but on his own body.
With the continuous atomization of his own blood, Lu Ye's knife is getting faster and faster, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger, which has already exceeded his own limit.
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The situation was completely reversed, and Gui Xiu, who had completely gained the upper hand, was now facing Lu Ye's long knife's slash, but he could only parry and have no power to fight back.
After a moment of fierce fighting, the ghost repair was slashed in the chest by Lu Ye with a knife, and screams came out.
When I looked up, I saw a pair of red eyes fluttering in front of me, and the long knife fell down like a storm in the blood mist-covered figure.
He roared and set up his spiritual weapon.
The sound of the blade slicing flesh and blood sounded, Lu Ye held the knife in his hand, and the man had flashed behind Gui Xiu, landed gently, shook the blood on the Panshan knife, and put the knife back into the sheath.
The ghost behind him was stiff, maintaining a resisting posture, and then fell down hard, blood flowing under his body.
The blood mist that wrapped Lu Ye suddenly spread out, revealing the figure that had been covered by the blood mist, his body softened, and before he fell to the ground, Li Baxian had already supported him.
"It's gone!" Lu Ye explained, and then his face became pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he lost too much blood.
Li Baxian's expression was complicated.
Such a result was something he never expected. Even if Lu Ye said before that he could kill at the eighth-layer, he was only arrogant as a young man, and was ready to intervene in the battle at any time.
As a result, my little junior brother really killed others!
Single-handedly killed!
It's too violent.
That is a heaven-level seventh-layer realm! Even if it is suppressed, it will not be worse than an ordinary ninth-layer.
Li Baxian suddenly realized that he seemed to underestimate this little junior brother. (To be continued)