Lu Ye guessed that this has something to do with his recent strength improvement. The stronger his strength, the more powerful the spirit pattern he stimulates. In the final analysis, the spirit pattern exists based on his spiritual power.
Furthermore, the long sword in his hand was barely included in the list of spiritual weapons, not the mortal iron sword before. The same spiritual pattern was blessed on the spiritual tool and on the mortal iron sword, and the power was also different.
A fiery snake talisman and a sharp slash with blessings allowed Lu Ye to slash a third-layer body cultivator with Lingxi's second-layer cultivation.
His figure hardly paused, and he crossed the body repair and killed in front of the brightly dressed young master.
The young master was obviously frightened, mainly because a series of changes happened too quickly. He was also thinking about studying the spiritual body trapped by the Xuanling Bell. After Senior Brother Zhang punched out, a snow-white The big tiger rushed out, followed by a fierce cultivator.
Before he could figure out the situation, the physicist who stood in front of him clutched his neck and fell down...
At the juncture of life and death, the young master instinctively pushed the woman in his arms, and when the woman was defenseless, he pushed her towards Lu Ye's blade.
The woman's expression was panic-stricken, and she watched a sharp knife flash in front of her eyes, and before she had time to activate the spiritual power to protect her body, her vision began to reverse, and she quickly lost consciousness.
Taking advantage of the short time that the woman had won, the young master hurriedly took out a magic talisman from the storage bag, directly urged the spiritual power to pour into it, and raised his hand to punch it out.
Lu Ye's ferocity really frightened him. He rarely fights people head-on. Usually, the two senior brothers arrest the person first, or beat him to death before letting him do it. He has never experienced such a dangerous and exciting scene. .
He even forgot to take back his Xuanling Bell to protect himself.
On the other hand, Lu Ye was extremely calm from the beginning to the end, with a clear goal. The cultivation of Lingxi's two-layer realm forced him to kill the momentum of the ninth-layer realm!
The nature of mind is related to a person's past experience. The young master who has been wearing fine clothes and food since he was a child is naturally inferior to the miner who survived in the cracks.
In an instant, a slash-like slash appeared in front of Lu Ye, which was not surprising to him.
That sturdy man has a golden talisman to protect himself, and this young master must also have it.
A body of spiritual power was roaring and roaring, and the two large and small Zhoutian systems were operating to their limits. Lu Ye's eyes were overflowing with spiritual power, and he could clearly see the landing point of the slash.
One side is triangular, with complicated and intricate patterns flowing, and what looks like a shield appears on Lu Ye's chest, which is the guardian spirit pattern.
Almost at the moment when the spirit pattern was formed, the slash of the spirit talisman arrived, and Lu Ye only felt a strong smash on his chest, and suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.
He didn't know how much impact this slash had on him. He didn't have the time to pay attention at the moment. The others had already rushed in front of the young master and stabbed out under the helpless gaze of the other party.
The body-protecting spiritual power that the young master hastily urged was like paper paste, pierced by the long knife, the sharp blade passed through his shoulder blade, and blood splashed.
The screams sounded, Lu Ye drew his knife, turned his body, and came to the back of the young master, with the knife on his neck!
The young master's screams stopped abruptly, and he felt the cold touch on the neck, and the whole person froze in place.
From the moment when the tiger was exposed, it was only five breaths of time before and after. Lu Ye broke the block of Dun's physical repair, cut the second-level woman, and then captured the young master in front of him. Guardian.
During the whole process, he didn't even have time to think.
"Ow!" When the big tiger's low roar came out, the sturdy figure flew out, hit the side of the rock wall, and slipped down. It was not the opponent of the fourth-layer cultivator at all, and it only took a short time. completely fell into disrepair.
However, the winner was not happy at all, turning his head to look at the messy battlefield, his eyes full of incredible...
Junior Brother Sun fell to the ground clutching his throat, his eyes widened, and his body kept twitching. Although he was not dead for a while, the injuries were hopeless.
Junior Sister Yuan's headless body threw aside, blood spurted from the neck and made a squeaking sound, her charming head rolled to the side, and there was still a look of horror and fear on her face.
The young master was bleeding profusely from the shoulder blade, a long knife was placed on his neck, behind the young master, a figure was hidden, only one eye was exposed, staring at him like a lone wolf, fierce and decisive!
what's the situation!
Senior Brother Zhang's scalp was numb. He only fought against the snow-white tiger for a moment. How could his three sects end up being captured with two dead and one wounded
Who is it
The beaten tiger climbed up and walked over step by step, but did not rashly attack Senior Brother Zhang, because it realized that it was not an opponent, and now that Lu Ye had captured the opponent, it did not need to be anxious anymore.
"Release!" Lu Ye stared at Senior Brother Zhang and drank lowly.
"Who are you?" Senior Brother Zhang asked through gritted teeth, none of the opponents in his mind who were able to compete with Lu Ye.
Lu Ye took the long knife and stabbed the young master's thigh with a ruthless slash. The young master almost knelt down, and it was Lu Ye who held him to stabilize his body.
The long knife was pulled out, and the blood flew flying. Lu Ye put the knife on the neck of the young master again, looked at Senior Brother Zhang, and repeated the words just now: "Let him go!"
"You..." Brother Zhang's eyes were splitting. He underestimated Lu Ye's decisiveness and ferocity. He just said a word of nonsense and the young master was stabbed again. The other party's meaning was obvious. I don't know where the next stab will go.
The young master is under the control, and he has a fourth-level cultivation base and does not dare to rush forward, which is really embarrassing.
Ensuring the safety of the young master is the most important thing at the moment, otherwise he will not be able to make a difference. With a gloomy face, he said: "This mysterious bell is a spiritual item given by the senior in the door. After it is triggered, it can't be easily untied, it will take a little time!"
brush…
The sword light flashed, and an arm flew in response. The young master who was captured in front of Lu Ye froze for a while, and then his body trembled violently. It might cut his neck.
He shouted: "Zhang Wu, are you going to kill this young master, I will take care of your family ancestors!"
"Release!" Lu Ye's voice was low, obviously losing his patience.
"Let it go!" The young master's nose and tears flowed down his face. The pain made him go mad, but he didn't faint because he was also a cultivator of the third-layer realm. With a decisive decision, the Xuanling Bell, which was upside down on the ground, immediately flew up, the big bell whirled, shrunk rapidly, and flew back to the young master's hand.
Lu Ye was stunned, only then did he know that the spirit tool was controlled by the young master...
The trapped Yiyi escaped from it, rushed towards the tiger immediately, plunged into the tiger's body and disappeared.
Although Senior Brother Zhang was excited, he didn't dare to act rashly, he looked at Lu Ye who was hiding behind the young master, and said slowly: "Let the young master go, today's affairs are over, I can swear by heaven. "
"Okay!" Lu Ye responded, reaching out and pushing behind the young master.
The young master staggered forward a few steps, and before he could feel the joy of the rest of his life, a hot spring gushed out from his neck.
"How dare you!" Brother Zhang roared wildly.