Lu Ye didn't know how high Zhou Cheng's cultivation was, but he was still much stronger than him.
Even if Zhou Cheng is injured, it is not something that a one-know cultivator can deal with at will. Killing intentions can only be achieved with the help of corresponding means, and Fengrui is Lu Ye's means!
When he had nothing to do before, he had tested that Fengrui's spiritual pattern could not only be blessed on his palm, but also on weapons, and it was more effective.
The light that bloomed at that moment made Zhou Cheng lose his mind. He didn't know when Lu Ye became a monk!
The two swords collided, and there was a crackling sound. Zhou Cheng was surprised to find that his long sword had been cut off in the middle.
This frightened him quite a bit. When facing the enemy, the weapon was first folded, which was undoubtedly a huge blow.
Just when Zhou Cheng was shocked, Lu Ye's second sword had arrived.
After cutting off Zhou Cheng's accompanying sword, he immediately raised the sword and slashed towards Zhou Cheng's neck.
He didn't know any swordsmanship, and he didn't master any mysterious tricks, so he could only use the simplest hack.
Zhou Cheng's dead souls are all at risk. At this moment, they are too close to each other, and it is too late to retreat. He can only use all his strength to mobilize his little remaining spiritual power to protect his body. Logically speaking, his cultivation is enough to resist Lu Ye. Such a one-know cultivator's attack, even if the opponent has a weapon in his hand, can't break the protection of his spiritual power.
However, in fact, when the long sword fell, Zhou Cheng's body protection spiritual energy did not have the desired effect. The long sword first broke through the layer of protection, and then slashed directly on Zhou Cheng's neck.
The sound of sharp weapons penetrating into flesh sounded, and Lu Ye felt a few drops of warm blood splattered on his face.
"You bastard!" Zhou Cheng was furious, and he was injured like this by Lu Ye, a miner slave. He raised his hand and patted it at Lu Ye.
However, Lu Ye had already let go of the long sword, and then ran into the depths of the mine without looking back.
There was the movement of Zhou Cheng's pursuit from behind, and Lu Ye ran faster.
Gradually, he felt that there was no sound behind him, and then stopped.
After waiting for a while, he turned around and turned back. On the way, he saw Zhou Cheng's figure throwing himself on the ground. He wasn't sure whether the other party was dead or not. He picked up a few stones from the side and threw them at him.
Bravely stepped forward, came to Zhou Cheng's side, looked down, and saw that a lot of blood under Zhou Cheng's body stained the ground red, and the long sword was still stuck around his neck, which had long since died.
Although Lu Ye's second sword did not directly take Zhou Cheng's life, it also cut off most of the opponent's neck and neck. With such a serious injury, how could Zhou Cheng survive.
A desperate struggle ended in Lu Ye's victory! He took a long breath, realizing the dangers of this world more and more.
He stepped forward, grabbed the hilt of the long sword, and was about to pull out the long sword, but he noticed a trace of abnormality in the corner of his eyes, looked up, his body was cold.
Just because there was another person in front of him, Lu Ye didn't notice it at all.
There is a huge gap between the cultivation base of oneself and the other party! For some reason, Lu Ye had such an idea in his heart. If such a person wanted to kill him, he would probably just move his fingers, even if he had Fengrui's blessing.
He gritted his teeth, suppressed the panic in his heart, and pulled out his long sword, laying it in front of him, in a defensive posture, his body trembling slightly because of the tension.
The visitor felt his hostility and couldn't help laughing: "I noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power here, so I came to check it out, don't be nervous."
He said so, stepped forward, came to Zhou Cheng, looked down and nodded slightly: "The remnant of Xie Yuegu." He looked up at Lu Ye again: "Which disciple are you?"
They were only ten feet away from each other, and Lu Ye could also see the appearance of the person who came. It was a half-old man with a ruddy complexion.
Combined with the question of the half-elderly old man, Lu Ye immediately had a guess in his heart and replied, "Xuantianzong!"
"Xuantianzong?" The old man was a little surprised, "The Xuantianzong that was destroyed a year ago?"
"Yes!" Lu Ye gave a positive answer.
The old man couldn't help but glance at him up and down: "So, you are a miner who was swept over?"
"Yeah." Lu Ye nodded.
The old man was immediately amazed. A miner actually killed a monk in Xieyue Valley. If he hadn't seen this with his own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe it.
"What is your cultivation?" the old man asked again.
"Opened a hole." Lu Ye replied, realizing the meaning of the old man's words, he took the initiative to explain: "He was injured, and I attacked him."
The old man looked at him with a smile: "It's a bit daring."
"Old man, are you from the Haotian League?" Although Lu Ye had guesses in his heart, he had to confirm this kind of thing.
The old man stretched out his hand and stroked his beard: "Yes, this old man is from the Haotian League."
Lu Ye was overjoyed. It seemed that the Haotian Alliance had come over, just as Manager Yang had worried before, and Xieyuegu couldn't keep the mine at all. This was evident from the fact that the old man had already entered the mine.
Now on the ore vein, the Haotian League is probably already in charge.
As for whether the old man was lying to him or not, there was no need for it at all. The difference in strength between them was too great. They really wanted to be detrimental to him, so he raised his hand and killed him.
"Also ask my old man to save me from the sea of misery!" Lu Ye said quickly.
He wanted to leave this mine road, and he didn't know if he would encounter danger along the way. After finally encountering such a senior, he naturally quickly hugged his thigh and became a stable pendant.
The old man nodded and said, "Then come with me, the old man is about to go out."
"Thank you, old man!" Lu Ye was very grateful.
After the old man finished speaking, he led the way, but Lu Ye didn't follow up immediately, but squatted down and groped on Zhou Cheng's body.
Find a storage bag soon.
Basically every monk has a storage bag, and it doesn't seem to be too expensive.
Lu Ye was in a good mood, and trotted to keep up with the old man.
The old man turned his head to look at him and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Bring it!"
Lu Ye felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, but considering the situation in front of him, he still offered the storage bag obediently.
The old man took the storage bag, stretched out his hand to wipe the mouth of the bag, and a ray of light flashed.
Just when Lu Ye was sulking in his heart, the old man threw the storage bag back again: "This bottle of dragon and tiger pills, the old man laughed, this thing is great, you can't stand it, you should be honoring the old man!"
Lu Ye held the storage bag that was thrown back in both hands, and only then did he understand that they were not trying to rob him of the loot, but that he knew that his cultivation was weak and he could not open the lock of the storage bag, so he did a favor.
This old man is a good man!
Lu Ye thought so in his heart, and thanked him: "Thank you."
Feeling good again...