This battle was caught off guard. Lu Ye didn't even know who his opponent was, but since he followed Dahu's figure and rushed out, the outcome of this battle was destined to be either you die or I die!
There is no truth to be said in the world of cultivation. The realm of cultivation is truth. If he is in the second level of Lingxi and tries to reason with others, it will definitely not work. He might even get involved in it.
After taking action, he beheaded the two opponents in succession, and the situation between them became a fight to the death.
Although Senior Brother Zhang was willing to swear an oath to stop the matter as long as Lu Ye released the young master, that was only his oath!
You must know that the person captured by Lu Ye is the young master of a sect. How can such a person give up after suffering such a big loss? Even if Lu Ye forces him to swear an oath of heaven, there is an entire sect behind him! Others!
But he will not be restricted by the oath of heaven.
The most likely outcome in the end is that Lu Ye is hunted down by the entire sect.
There is only one way to avoid this outcome.
Drive them all, kill them all!
Of the four monks, two died and one was seriously injured. The young master's neck was cut open with a long knife, and blood gushed out like a fountain. He raised his hands to cover the side of his neck, but it had little effect.
At the same time that Brother Zhang's roar fell, Lu Ye kicked the young master's back vest, sending him flying out and falling straight towards Zhang Wu.
"Save me!" The young master shouted in mid-air with his teeth and claws open.
Looking at the young master rushing towards him, and the vaguely visible Lu Ye hiding behind the young master rushing towards him, Zhang Wuyi was confused for a moment.
If you don't catch the young master at this time, the young master will inevitably fall to the ground. By then, the injury will be more serious, and there may be no way to save him. Although the young master's neck is cut at the moment, the man is very measured and rescues him.
If it's timely, the young master may not be able to be rescued.
But if he picks up the young master, then he won't be able to block the opponent's attack!
The moment of hesitation made Zhang Wu feel the cunning of the enemy.
In the end, he did not dare to let the young master fall. This time he failed to protect him, and punishment was unavoidable. But as long as he could save the young master's life, at least he would not have to die.
But if the young master dies, then there is no way for him to survive.
Zhang Wu held the two scimitars upside down in his hands, took two steps forward, raised his hand to catch the flying young master, and at the same time activated his spiritual power to protect himself.
He has clearly seen that the other party's cultivation level is only at the second level of Lingxi. His fourth level cultivation level is much stronger than that of the other party. He is confident that even if the other party takes action, his protective spiritual power can still withstand one or two.
Pfft...
The sound of a long knife penetrating flesh was heard. The eyes of the young master who had just been caught by Zhang Wu suddenly widened, his mouth opened wide, and the severe pain made him let out another scream.
Zhang Wu's pupils also shrank to the extreme at this moment, and before his eyes he saw a long knife piercing the young master's chest and stabbing straight towards him.
He mobilized his protective spiritual power with all his strength.
If he had just seen how Lu Ye broke through the defense of the physical cultivator, he would not be so blindly confident. Unfortunately, he was fighting Dahu just now and did not see clearly how the physical cultivator died.
A flash of light flashed across the blade of the sharp blade, and with the blessing of sharp spiritual patterns, the protective spiritual power of the fourth level of Lingxi could not withstand this sharp blade. The protective spiritual power only slightly hindered the sword's advance before being blocked.
puncture.
Zhang Wu felt the pain in his chest. At the critical moment of life and death, he made a sharp bow to prevent the sword from entering his body more.
At the same time, he let go of the young master in his arms, crossed the two scimitars, and held the long sword.
The blade of the knife penetrated three inches into the flesh and could no longer penetrate. Zhang Wu took a long breath. Just when he thought he had blocked the opponent's blow, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him.
"Oops!" Zhang Wu immediately realized what had happened. Although the opponent was only one person, there was also a big snow-white tiger. The one coming from behind must be that big tiger.
Just as he was about to respond, his shoulders suddenly sank, as if something heavy had been pressed down on him. At the same time, a violent howling sound came from his ears. The sound reached his ears and made him feel slightly in a trance.
The young master who was held in the middle by Lu Ye's long knife was not dead yet. He faced Zhang Wu's direction, his mouth wide open, and watched the exquisite porcelain doll-like spirit jump behind Zhang Wu and point it at his ear.
shouted.
Immediately afterwards, the big tiger's strong figure rushed towards him, and slapped his two front paws on Zhang Wu's back vest.
Peiran Moyu's strength made Zhang Wu's hunched body straighten suddenly, and he suddenly took a few steps forward. There was a hissing sound, and the long knife penetrated his chest and came out of his body!
After the sword was successful, Lu Ye immediately drew the sword and jumped back. Not only him, but the big tiger who slapped him in the back also nimbly retreated several feet.
Almost at the same time that Dahu retreated, Zhang Wu stabbed two knives in the air with his backhand.
He couldn't help but stumbled back a few steps, his body went limp, and he quickly struck the ground with his scimitar, thus avoiding the fate of falling to his knees on the ground.
Lu Ye looked at the injury on his chest and frowned. His knife was aimed at the opponent's heart, but the result was not as expected. The position of the knife was off and the opponent's life could not be taken immediately.
When Lu Ye drew his knife and Zhang Wu staggered back, the young master who was held between them also fell to the ground. The ground under him was dyed red with blood. His body twitched slightly and then stopped moving.
At this moment, Zhang Wu no longer cares about checking the life or death of the young master. He only knows that he is afraid that he will die here today!
He was at the fourth level of Lingxi, but in just a dozen breaths, he was stunned by a combination of punches from a two-level Lingxi and a big tiger...
If you don't experience this kind of thing personally, no one will believe it if you tell it.
What quality of spiritual weapon is the opponent holding? It can actually break through his own body-protecting spiritual power with one knife!
Feeling his injuries, Zhang Wu knew that it was hopeless. Although he could not die for the time being, if the injury was not treated immediately, it would only get worse. And looking at the other party's ruthless style, it was obviously impossible to let him live.
Get away from here.
He gasped a few times, raised one hand and put it on the back of the other hand, and the back of the hand immediately glowed with a faint red light.
Lu Ye was looking at him warily. According to his opinion, Zhang Wu had already been severely injured, so there was no need for him to fight hard with him. He only needed to deal with it slowly, and he would be killed sooner or later.
But when he saw the red light on the back of the other person's hand, he suddenly felt something was wrong!
"Amber!" Lu Ye shouted, already holding a knife to kill Zhang Wu.
Zhang Wu stood up quickly, his body was unstable, and blood was pouring from his chest, but he smiled ferociously: "Nine Star Sect will not let you go, you are dead!"
Lu Ye slashed with his sword, and Zhang Wu raised his swords to block the blow. However, Dahu seized the opportunity to pounce from the side, but he was unable to defend himself. The tiger bit Zhang Wu's thigh fiercely.
Tear off a large piece of flesh and blood.
Yiyi also appeared, clinging to Zhang Wu's back, screaming and screaming violently, trying her best to play her role.
The big tiger that had bitten off a piece of flesh and blood was kicked away by Zhang Wuyi. Yiyi, who was clinging to his back, was blown away by the protective spiritual power. Zhang Wu made a mistake with his two swords, and Lu Ye's center of gravity shifted, although he quickly stabilized himself.
, but a flash of bright sword light has come into view.
This chapter has been completed!