Chapter 398 A little disappointed

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In the fighting battlefield, Lu Ye sacrificed his spirit boat, stood up with the weapon, and came to a position on the same level as Zhuo Jianchen, dozens of feet apart.

Although this journey through the rankings has been extremely smooth, Lu Ye never underestimates his opponent, especially when the opponent in front of him is most likely to be a swordsman!

The fact that the opponent is ranked thirty-two undoubtedly shows that he is very capable.

Their eyes met, Zhuo Jianchen was furious and asked: "Lu Yiye, what did you do to my junior sister that was too much?"

Lu Ye thought for a while, and pushed Na Bai Lan from the 48th to the 97th place on the Lingxi Ranking, and also defrauded him of the Earth Core Fire worth 4,000 points of merit. It seemed that a little bit was too much?

But having said that, the woman should be grateful that he didn't kill her. If he hadn't been anxious to get the Earth Fire, the woman would have died.

Compared with life, what does it mean to lose your ranking on the Lingxi Ranking and lose some belongings?

It’s understandable that the junior sister was bullied and the senior brother came out to stand up.

Lu Ye's silence undoubtedly made Zhuo Jianchen even more angry. His face turned a little blue, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, since you have nothing to say, then go to hell!"

When he finished speaking, seven swords appeared next to Zhuo Jianchen. Flying swords of different lengths bloomed with sword light, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard. The sword light shot towards Lu Yechan, and he rushed forward in an instant.

Sword cultivators' flying swords are extremely fast and extremely lethal. This is what allows sword cultivators to cross levels and kill enemies.

Lu Ye actually didn't know much about sword cultivation methods, but the Zhuo Jianchen in front of him was able to control seven flying swords. His mind was undoubtedly much stronger than that of ordinary monks, otherwise it would have been impossible to control so many flying swords.

However, there is still a big gap compared to Yu Lianzhou. According to Lu Ye's knowledge, Yu Lianzhou's current sword-wielding limit is twenty, which is almost three times that of Zhuo Jianchen.

It is even more incomparable with Li Baxian. The number of swords Li Baxian wielded in the Lingxi realm is an unbreakable record. One reason is that he has talent in this area, and the other reason is that he stayed in the Lingxi realm.

It's too long.

For more than ten years, he has been unable to improve his cultivation, so he has been strengthening his mind so that he can wield a hundred swords.

It can be said that with such a foundation to be promoted to Yunhe, Li Baxian's starting point in Yunhe realm is much higher than that of ordinary people.

When the seven flying swords came to kill, the weapon box at Lu Ye's waist buzzed, and nine streams of light rushed towards them. In an instant, in the mid-air where the two of them were, the streams of light flashed endlessly, and the sound of clanging could be heard continuously, and occasionally there was the light of fire.

A splashing scene.

Lu Ye still has strong confidence in the way of wielding weapons. After all, his soul is powerful. If the soul is strong, the power of his mind is also strong. This will greatly improve the control of spiritual weapons and spiritual power.

Looking at the entire Lingxi battlefield, there should be no souls stronger than his, and there should be only a few who can surpass him in weapon control skills, and that definitely does not include Zhuo Jianchen.

In mid-air where the two of them were, the spiritual weapons collided fiercely. Under the control of the two, the spiritual weapons seemed to have a life of their own, and they were fighting each other.

But in just a moment, Zhuo Jianchen's flying sword was at a disadvantage and was completely suppressed.

Without him, Lu Ye had the advantage in terms of the number of imperial weapons, and Lu Ye could also add various spiritual patterns to his own imperial weapons, which Zhuo Jianchen could not match.

He obviously sensed that something was wrong. When his seven flying swords were pressed close to him, his spiritual power suddenly surged. In an instant, the seven flying swords that had been defeated gathered together and entangled each other like tops.

Shoot out.

Along the way, all Lu Ye's imperial weapons were knocked away.

Sword formation! Lu Ye raised his brows. Although he didn't know much about the methods of sword cultivators, he had heard of the sword formation.

Generally, a formation formed by monks requires at least three people, but powerful sword cultivators can form a formation by one person because they can control multiple flying swords.

The power of the sword array composed of seven flying swords cannot be underestimated. The sound of the swords roared, and the swords were as powerful as thunder, and they killed Lu Ye in an instant.

Lu Ye's imperial weapon was knocked away, and it was too late to come back for help.

Just when the sword array was in front of Lu Ye, the Panshan Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, the fiery red sword light slashed down, a powerful impact swept from the front, and there was also a cold sword intention.

On the ground, Yiyi looked up and saw Lu Ye holding the Panshan Sword in front of him. The sword array in front of the sword buzzed and pressed against his body. He couldn't help but retreat. Behind the sword array, there was the Zhuo Sword.

The morning body merges with the sword light, the human sword merges into one, come with the sword to kill!

Yiyi looked at it calmly, with no intention of intervening.

For Lu Ye, challenging the Lingxi Ranking is not only a sprint to his limit in the shortest possible time, but it is also a way to hone himself.

Fighting against strong men of various schools, fighting to the death, nothing can speed up the growth of strength more than this.

The opponents I encountered before were all weak and vulnerable. Finally, I had a decent guy, so how could Yiyi intervene and destroy it.

The stream of nine imperial weapons struck from the left and right. Zhuo Jianchen, who was surrounded by the sword light, immediately felt the killing intent. He connected the long sword in his hand to block the incoming imperial weapons one by one, but the huge impact

But it made his wrist numb, and he was secretly shocked that Lu Yiye was just a military cultivator, how could the speed and strength of his weapon be so great?

If someone is distracted here, there will be a flaw in the sword formation.

Lu Ye retracted his sword and stabbed straight. The Panshan knife penetrated along the flaw in the sword formation. The violent spiritual power swept through, and the sword formation that gathered together as a whole immediately collapsed and turned into streams of light flying in all directions.

Lu Ye paused, and the next moment, he rushed toward Zhuo Jianchen like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The swords intersected, and a harsh friction sound was heard. In mid-air, the two figures looked at each other less than a foot away. One's eyes were blazing, as if they had some sworn hatred for the other, and the other's expression was calm.

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"I'm going to kill you!" Zhuo Jianchen shouted through gritted teeth.

Before the war started, he was actually very worried, because so far, the monks from Wan Mo Ridge who had accepted Lu Ye's challenge had not ended well. But after he actually started taking action, he realized that the outside world had overestimated this Lu Yiye. It is true that

, this guy does have some strength, otherwise he wouldn't be qualified to challenge himself, but that's all!

He even felt that if he worked harder, he could still beat the opponent.

If this is true, it will definitely bring glory to Ten Thousand Demon Ridge and bring glory to the master!

While shouting angrily, he connected the long sword in his hand, and sword flowers shot toward Lu Yesha.

The shining sword light cut through the sky, and the sword flowers all over the sky disappeared.

Zhuo Jianchen felt a chill in his chest and instinctively took a few steps back. He looked at Lu Ye in surprise, and then looked down at his chest.

There was actually a bloody scar on his chest.

The opponent's sword strike just now was so fast that he didn't even react.

"You..." Zhuo Jianchen suddenly had some doubts about life. He thought that the other party was nothing more than that, but the other party suddenly became angry and he immediately realized a serious problem.

Then based on what I saw before, is this guy's full strength?

I didn't think about it before, mainly because I didn't expect that someone could actually hold back when challenging the Lingxi Ranking.

When he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of him. Lu Ye, who was more than ten feet away, was approaching. Facing the opponent's knife, Zhuo Jianchen could only block it with his sword.

Peiran Moyu's power swept in from above, and Zhuo Jianchen's body, together with the flying spiritual weapon at his feet, fell directly to the ground like a meteorite falling from the sky.

There was a bang and dust flew up.

Zhuo Jianchen stood up in embarrassment, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. His eyes were full of disbelief, as if he didn't understand why he couldn't even take Lu Ye's knife, and the other party's...

This sudden burst of violent power is simply shocking.

At his feet is his flying spiritual weapon, but under such an impact, this spiritual weapon has basically been scrapped, and the flying spiritual weapon itself does not have very strong protective power.

He staggered a few steps and looked up, but did not see Lu Ye's figure. Just when he was alert, he heard footsteps coming from the side. He turned around and saw Lu Ye holding the Panshan knife, walking towards this side step by step.

The opponent's pace was not fast, but there was boundless pressure on Zhuo Jianchen's heart, making him unable to breathe smoothly.

Zhuo Jianchen raised his sword, pointed at Lu Ye, and shouted: "Why didn't you use all your strength in the first place!"

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Lu Yiye didn't use his full strength at the beginning, which gave him the illusion that "I can defeat this person if I try hard enough."

What does this mean? It’s not enough to humiliate my junior sister, why should I humiliate myself?

After hearing what Zhuo Jianchen said, Lu Ye didn't want to pay attention to it, but after thinking about it, he still said: "I want to see the strength of someone ranked around thirty."

He had no chance to fight in several battles before, and was directly rejected by the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. As a result, he now only knows the approximate strength of the monks ranked around fifty, and he has no idea about those ranked forty.

Zhuo Jianchen finally accepted his challenge, so he naturally had to hold back.

"The results of it?"

"A bit disappointed!"

The corners of Zhuo Jianchen's eyes twitched violently, and just as he was about to say something else, he saw Lu Ye's spiritual power surging around his body, and his body was already rushing towards him.

"I……"

"Roar!" Under the roar of the tiger, Zhuo Jianchen only had time to utter one word, and his brain felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly became groggy.

But after all, he is a sword cultivator and can control the seven swords, which undoubtedly shows that his mind is stronger than that of ordinary Lingxi realm monks, so the impact of Amber's whistling on him is weaker than that of others.

"...Admit defeat!" Zhuo Jianchen shouted these two words as soon as he regained consciousness. However, Lu Ye's figure was no longer in front of him, and only the sound of the sword being sheathed could be heard from behind.

Zhuo Jianchen breathed out softly, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and murmured: "That's it!"

It turns out that this is the reason why Lu Yiye makes those Taoists from Wanmoling who accept the challenge unable to admit defeat...

Although he shouted out, it was a little late after all.

The thirty-fourth name on the Lingxi list trembled slightly and then disintegrated, replaced by the name of Lu Yiye of the Blue Blood Sect.


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