Sage of Humanity

The death of the two powerful Yunhe Ninth-layer cultivators caused panic to spread.

The main reason is that Chu Yun and Zhou Pei died too quickly. In front of Lu Ye, they seemed to have no power to fight back.

This undoubtedly had a great impact on the many Wanmoling monks who came in pursuit.

"Why are you still hesitating, let's shoot together and kill him!" Tan Sheng suddenly shouted.

Lu Ye's performance is certainly shocking, and the improvement in his strength is also unbelievable, but after all, he is only alone, how can he be strong?

He killed more than a dozen people, can he really kill dozens, hundreds of people?

Even so, there are more than two hundred Wanmoling monks gathered here, and grinding can kill him!

The so-called two fists are invincible to four hands.

The difference in the number of people is the biggest advantage of the Wanmoling side.

I have to say that although the cultivation bases of these Wanmoling monks are uneven, they come from all over the world, but they all have a fierce temperament.

So even though the scenes just now made their hearts shake, but after Tan Sheng's voice fell, many monks still shot.

And after seeing the knife that Lu Ye killed Chu Yun, no one dared to step forward easily, and they all urged their own imperial weapons or techniques to blast at Lu Ye.

Lu Ye's whole body was surging with spiritual energy and blood, intertwined into a solid protection, and a scarlet color was diffused. At first glance, his whole person seemed to be on fire.

In the face of the many attacks coming from all directions, he only looked in one direction, a pair of fiery red spiritual wings spread out behind him, his body swayed, and he slaughtered in that direction.

Although thousands of people go to me!

The incomparable valiant aura echoes the essence of the tyrannical swordsmanship. Even in the midst of a fierce battle, Lu Ye still has many mysterious insights flowing through his heart, and he has no time to comprehend.

With Lu Ye's rush to kill, many Wanmoling cultivators in this direction naturally scattered quickly, but after all, some people didn't react fast enough, and they couldn't dodge until Lu Ye slaughtered close.

The whole body was wrapped in the aura of advancing bravely, and the Panshan Sword slashed out the bright light of the sword. When the figure waving its wings passed through the crowd, blood splashed, screams sounded, and a figure fell from the air.

With one blow, several people were killed. Although the cultivation bases of the few who died were not high, they could still make merit in such a situation, which shows the viciousness of this sword.

It wasn't over yet, Lu Ye stared at the figure of a Wanmoling cultivator fleeing ahead, and suddenly grabbed the left and right without a knife.

In the palm of his hand, a mass of condensed fiery red spiritual power was caught in the palm of his hand.

That mass of spiritual power that was visible to the naked eye was wriggling and changing. Under his delicate control, it outlined a mysterious and complex pattern, which sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, grew rapidly, and turned into a long whip in the blink of an eye.

The whiplash reappears.

The long whip was raised, and it slashed fiercely at the figure.

In the middle of the vest of the Wanmoling cultivator.

This whip came down, and almost pulled out the spirit of the Wanmoling cultivator. At the same time as the shrill screams sounded, there was extremely grief and anger in the depths of his heart.

"why me!"

With so many people fleeing, why am I being targeted?

And at the moment when he was whipped by the beating god, he finally realized the feeling of Chu Yun before, and also understood why such a powerful ninth-level cultivator did not even have the strength to resist in front of Lu Ye.

Because of this whip, the spiritual power in his body was dissipated for a while, making him almost unable to maintain his figure.

Without giving him any time to resist, the divine whip had already rolled him up and held him in place. Lu Ye's figure swept past him, and the Panshan Knife slashed through a subtle arc, and ignored him.

Leaving the man to fall straight toward the ground, his vitality dissipated.

Chasing the Wanmoling cultivators who had fled in all directions, the whips in their hands kept plundering, and every time they made gains, and in a short period of time, more than a dozen people were killed.

In the same realm, killing enemies is like chopping melons and vegetables. In the past, these Wanmoling monks only thought that this was an exaggeration, a powerful wording to describe a person.

But today, I saw it with my own eyes.

All terrified!

In terms of speed, they were not as fast as Lu Ye, they couldn't escape at all, and Lu Ye could use the whip to stun the enemy.

During the fierce battle, a cultivator full of vigor and blood suddenly seized the opportunity and bumped into Lu Ye from the side.

In the face of such a ferocious enemy, at this time, only a physique with a strong physique has the courage to do so.

Before this sudden attack, the body repair had been hidden in the crowd, not showing off the mountains or dew, and it was not until this moment that the attack broke out, and Lu Ye noticed it because of his cultivation.

Yunhe Nine-layer Realm!

I have to say that at such a time, there is such a body cultivator standing up, which makes many Wanmoling cultivators feel fortunate and at ease.

That body repair held a large spiritual shield in one hand and a mace-like spiritual tool in the other, supplemented by his burly stature, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

At this moment, Lu Ye's divine whip just rolled up a person not far away. He took this opportunity to take advantage of the emptiness and shoved the large shield of the spiritual tool forward fiercely!

It was overwhelming, hitting Lu Ye heavily.

However, Lu Ye didn't move at all, the body repair was horrified, and the moment his spiritual weapon big shield hit it, he didn't feel like hitting a person, but hitting a ten thousand-year-old tree rooted underground.

Surprised, the spiritual weapon in the other hand was raised high and slammed down on Lu Ye: "Death!"

This stick hits like a mountain, and with the explosion of his full strength, it is impossible for anyone to stop him in the same realm of self-confidence.

Even if Lu Yiye's head is not smashed into blossoms, it will definitely cause him heavy damage.

Once this is the case, if the surrounding people make another move, he will surely die.

The many thoughts in his heart were suddenly overwhelmed by boundless horror, because in the face of his aggressive blow, Lu Ye raised his knife and greeted him.

First come first...

The collision of each other's spiritual tools and spiritual power made a loud noise.

The strength of the mountain that was pressing on the top suddenly dissipated, and the smashed mace was also firmly withstood.

Ti Xiu's eyelids shrunk to the size of pinpoints, and he lost his voice: "You..."

How could a soldier of yours be so powerful?

However, before the words were finished, a more powerful force erupted.

As if the earth dragon turned over, Peiran Mo Yu's sense of strength came from the front, the soldier shouted in his heart that it was not good, and it was too late to do anything, and the whole person was smashed and flew out.

Fortunately, there is a large shield in front of the spiritual weapon, otherwise this knife will only break him into two.

"Lu Yiye!" Xia Liang's roar sounded, Ling Lie's sword intent swept across, and the sword light flickered, wrapping Lu Ye who was standing there.

At the same time, Tan Sheng also attacked from the side.

Since Lu Ye started, the two of them have been looking for opportunities, but Lu Ye was chasing and killing those Wanmoling monks who were escaping.

It was only at this moment that Lu Ye was interrupted for a moment by a body repair that suddenly appeared, and he gave them a good opportunity to take action.

Especially at this time, Lu Ye turned his back to him, although Xia Liang didn't want to take advantage of others' danger, but the other party was Lu Yiye, so there was nothing to say.

At the same time that a guardian spirit pattern that suddenly appeared was shattered by his knife, he watched as Tan Sheng, who was rushing towards him, was blown away at a faster speed than when he came.

Before he could inflict real damage on Lu Ye, Lu Ye suddenly turned around and slashed his backhand.

Xia Liang felt a sudden warning in his heart, and instinctively raised his sword to parry.

bang...

As if being hit by a meteorite, Xia Liang turned into a streamer and carried it straight towards the ground, smashing a pit on the ground.

Embarrassed, he got up, only to feel the qi and blood surging between his chest and abdomen, and his tongue was full of blood.

so strong!

Xia Liang's eyes trembled violently, and when he realized that Lu Ye was at the eighth level of Yunhe, he was already mentally prepared that he was not the opponent's opponent.

But only when you really face it can you feel the terror and strength of the other party.

Compared with the previous time outside the Hundred Array Pagoda, when Lu Ye was hit by him, Tan Sheng, and Chu Yun Zhoupei together into the forbidden area, Lu Ye at this moment was completely transformed.

What made him even more terrified and sad was that after repelling him, Lu Ye did not choose to chase him, but rushed to kill wherever there were many people...

This seems to mean that he, who was able to chase after Lu Ye and fled all over the mountains, is no longer qualified to be his opponent.

"Damn it!" Xia Liang almost crushed his back molars, calmed the blood in his chest a little, and rose into the sky again.

As the core disciple of the Crazy Blade Sect generation, he shoulders the responsibility of the Guangyao Sect. When has he been despised and despised like this?

On the other hand, Tan Sheng felt the same way, and made the same choice as Xia Liang.

The monks in Wanmoling complained incessantly. At this moment, it looked like they were besieging Lu Ye, but in fact it seemed like an ancient beast was taking them away. Where to take the breath of death.

The head chopped off by the long knife, the severed limbs, kept falling from the sky.

The two hundred people who chased and killed from Tianji City now only have more than 100 left, and the loss rate is as high as 40%.

"Hold on, he's dying!" In desperation, someone roared inspiring.

Such a chaotic and fierce battle~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Even if Lu Ye has a guardian spirit pattern guarding his body, it is impossible for him to be unscathed. At this point in the battle, his clothes have been dyed red with blood. He has his own and his enemies. of.

The upper body clothes, which were almost shattered into strips of rags, hung on him like that. Through the ragged gaps in the clothes, one after another of scars could be vaguely seen on his body.

This is also the reason why these Wanmoling monks have not retreated even though Lu Ye has killed many enemies and behaved so brutally.

Lu Ye's strength is certainly terrifying, but after all, manpower is sometimes poor.

If you give up at this time, all your previous efforts will be in vain!

At this point in the war, even if it wasn't for the huge reward, even if there was no grudge with Lu Ye before, I wanted to witness the result with my own eyes.

A result that everyone was looking forward to, the fall of Tianjiao!

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