The battle was fierce, with many figures moving up and down in the air, and colorful auras of light intertwined and shuttled back and forth.
Except for a few at the ninth level of Yunhe, the remaining monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge have no generals like Lu Ye Yihe.
Regardless of whether they are in the seventh or eighth level, once he finds an opportunity, he will strike out with a knife, causing both death and injury. Even those in the ninth level of Yunhe cannot withstand the indescribably violent slashing blow.
A miserable mess.
The number of monks in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge continues to decrease.
However, looking at it, Lu Ye described that although it was miserable, the momentum was getting stronger and stronger as the battle continued, as if there was no end.
The monks of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge shouted one after another, encouraging themselves and others at the same time, but in the end they could not avoid the fate of dying one after another.
Everyone was shocked.
Huge questions couldn't help but arise in my heart.
Lu Yiye... why isn't he dead?
Why isn't he dead?
Since the fierce battle, many monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge have caused at least hundreds of injuries to him. Under normal circumstances, the opponent should have lost the ability to fight. How can it get worse as the war continues?
After another fierce confrontation, Lu Ye stood alone in mid-air.
The monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge surrounded him from all directions.
Lu Ye didn't take any more action, and the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge people didn't dare to act rashly. They were all vigilant, their spiritual power was secretly urging them, and the situation was tense.
He raised his eyes and scanned the faces in front of him. He casually held a sword in the Panshan knife in his hand, raised his hand to grab his tattered shirt, and pulled hard.
The shirt, which had almost been torn into strips of cloth and was covered in blood, was torn off, revealing Lu's slender, muscular upper body.
His upper body was stained red with blood, and under the scorching sun, he seemed to be wearing a bright red armor.
But the eyes of all the cultivators at Ten Thousand Demon Ridge became horrified at this moment, and they finally understood why Lu Ye had not died.
Because looking around, he was covered with wounds of various sizes, but no blood flowed out of each wound, and some wounds even seemed to be beginning to heal.
What kind of resilience is this?
What a terrifying physique is this?
Before this, everyone thought that Lu Ye must be at the end of his strength after suffering so many injuries. It was not until they saw the truth about these injuries that they realized that everything before was just their wishful thinking.
Perceiving it, the vitality in Lu Ye's body was like a ball of fire burning, growing so strong that it was terrifying.
Strong vitality will naturally make the body stronger, and at the same time, it can also make the recovery ability more outstanding.
Before his trip to the Soaring Dragon Realm, Lu Ye's physique could be compared with those of the same level of physical cultivation. However, his trip to the Soaring Dragon Realm allowed him to obtain the final source of the Soaring Dragon Realm. When he came back to life, his vitality was as huge as the sea.
This is also the reason why Hua Ci felt that when Lu Ye rushed out of the Soaring Dragon Realm, his vitality was almost comparable to Shui Yuan.
The benefits of huge vitality are not just the ability to recover.
It can also make the body stronger. Of course, it is not comparable to the level of the Divine Sea Realm, but it is already difficult for the Yunhe Realm monks to cause real and effective damage to him.
This was the confidence that gave him the courage to face more than two million Demon Ridge monks alone.
Everyone in Ten Thousand Moling thought that he should be at the end of his strength, but in fact, to Lu Ye, the injuries he suffered were just flesh wounds, which just looked miserable.
Chapter 757 Why not die yet?
Even those flesh wounds are recovering quickly under their own huge vitality.
Xia Liang's feeling was correct.
Compared with before entering the secret realm of Soaring Dragon Realm, Lu Ye has indeed undergone a completely different change at this moment!
At this moment, after seeing the true condition of Lu Ye's injuries, all the cultivators of Wanmoling who still had expectations and extravagant hopes felt cold all over.
They worked hard for so long and sacrificed so many lives, but they only caused some flesh wounds to the enemy?
What a ridiculous and sad scene!
Reluctance, anger, frustration, all kinds of emotions surged in their hearts, but they also made many people lose the idea of continuing to be hostile to Lu Ye.
Such an enemy is no longer something they in the Yunhe Realm can handle!
What a monster!
There has never been a shortage of courageous people among the monks. Even if they suffered a lot of casualties before, they could still fight to the death with Lu Ye. Now when they see the reality clearly and realize that the enemy in front of them is invincible, some of them will naturally make a decision.
made the right choice.
"escape!"
A low shout came out, and the figure of the monk from Wanmoling who spoke
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It immediately turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.
To fight an enemy knowing that you are invincible is not courage, but stupidity.
There are many talented people in the world of spiritual practice, and no one can say that he is invincible. There is nothing to be ashamed of and just run away if you can't beat him. The only right thing is to save your life.
One person made a move, and when someone followed him, in an instant, more than ten of the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who had gathered around Lu Ye fled away.
In the next moment, more people chose to escape, and a gap immediately appeared in the tight encirclement.
Working together is an atmosphere, and once it is broken at such a juncture, it can no longer be maintained.
More people began to flee.
Lu Ye frowned.
He also didn't expect that just taking off his shirt would lead to such a situation.
During the battle, his shirt had been torn into strips of cloth. Continuing to wear it would affect his performance. Taking it off would naturally be more convenient.
But it led to this result.
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He didn't chase down the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who were fleeing because there was no need. Among this group of people, he would kill only 5/1099.9%
There are four.
Two of them are dead, so there are only two left!
As soon as he turned his head, he stared at Tan Sheng beside him.
The moment their eyes collided, Sen Leng's murderous intent burst out, and Tan Sheng's heartbeat slowed down a beat. Without any hesitation, he pulled away and retreated, shouting at the same time: "'Let's go!" These words were clearly directed at Xia Liang.
He had been targeted by Lu Ye, and with the methods Lu Ye had just shown, he felt that he was probably in danger.
Even if Xia Liang is willing to stay and help him, the two of them are definitely not Lu Ye's opponents at this moment. In this case, it is better for him to delay Lu Ye as much as possible to give Xia Liang a chance to survive!
With this thought in his mind, a cloud of blood mist exploded around his body, and he fled towards the rear at the fastest speed in his life. However, what he saw was that the fiery red wings behind Lu Yiye just waved slightly, and he flew back with a force faster than his own.
He chased him with great speed.
The distance between each other quickly shortened.
Sure enough, there is no way to escape!
Tan Sheng's heart was desolate, but he was calm as never before between life and death. He struggled to activate his spiritual power and burn his blood, just to increase his speed even a little and delay Lu Ye as much as possible.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths
They are within ten feet of each other.
Tan Sheng's fleeing figure suddenly stopped, and then in an incomprehensible way, he changed from extreme silence to extreme movement, and rushed towards Lu Ye brazenly, stabbing out the spear in his hand.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and all kinds of realizations suddenly came to Tan Sheng's heart. This shot that he poured all his strength into was shockingly beyond his own limit.
Between life and death there are great horrors, but also great opportunities.
With the intention of dying together with the enemy, Tan Sheng penetrated the secret of his sect, the Great Sage Dragon Spear.
It turns out that I practiced wrong before!
Lu Yeyin was aware of Tan Sheng's sudden change. When he stabbed him with a spear, Lu Ye couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis.
All of a sudden, what appeared in his field of vision was not a stabbing spear, but a big dragon wagging its head and wagging its tail.
He opened his huge mouth to swallow himself whole.
Gun intent!
Tan Sheng's shot has undoubtedly touched the level of consciousness. If he is allowed to survive this time, his strength will definitely grow by leaps and bounds, and he is expected to become the strongest batch in the Yunhe Realm.
people.
Tan Sheng and Xia Liang have been inseparable these days, and both of them are at the ninth level of Yunhe. But relatively speaking, Xia Liang poses a greater threat to Lu Ye, and Tan Sheng is always far behind.
Now it seems that you really can't underestimate anyone. Maybe those who are not as good as others can catch up with others once they have an epiphany.
Facing this powerful shot, Lu Ye quickly raised his knife and stabbed it straight.
Tan Sheng was still immersed in his many insights and devoted himself wholeheartedly to his shot. Suddenly, the scenery in front of him changed.
The scorching sun was clearly shining in the sky, but he seemed to see the stars twinkling all over the sky, and then the twinkling stars enveloped the sky and poured down.
The stars fell and drowned the dragon's figure. No matter how much the dragon struggled and screamed, it was of no avail.
All the scenery is shattered like an illusion.
Tan Sheng was fixed in mid-air, holding up his spear, breathing heavily, and quietly looking at Lu Ye in front of him.
Looking down, he saw that his spear was piercing Lu Ye's waist and abdomen, but it was only three inches of human flesh and could not penetrate Lu Ye's entire body.
Lu Yiye's physique... is really strong and enviable
jealous!
"What kind of sword skill is this?" Tan Sheng asked.
"Stars."
As Lu Ye answered, he raised his hand and pulled out the spear that had penetrated his body. A stream of blood burst out, but soon, the flesh and blood squirmed from the wound, and no more blood flowed out.
"It's worthy of the name, it's really powerful!" Tan Sheng praised it without hesitation. He changed the topic and said: "My sect's Great Sage Dragon Spear is not as good as you like Xingxing. It's because I am not good at cultivation and my skills are not as good as others!" After saying this,
His head suddenly drooped, and the aura that locked his body disappeared. His whole figure was like a balloon with countless holes poked in it, and streams of blood flew out and fell straight to the ground below.
Tan Sheng, die!
Even before his death, he seriously maintained the reputation of his sect's secret arts.
Lu Ye could understand a little bit, but since he was in a hostile position and the other party had made things difficult for him many times before, he would naturally not show mercy.
This chapter has been completed!