On the blood-stained arena, Lu Ye raised his eyes and saw that the cat demon opposite was crouching low, with one hand pressed to the ground and the other raised to her mouth. There were sharp claws on each of her hands.
Incomparably, she licked the blood on her claw sheaths, her eyes glowed with a demonic light, and she meowed softly, as if in provocation.
There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. She had already seen Lu Ye's frustration and saw victory waving to her.
With her smooth figure and sharp claws, she is nothing like a cat. She is simply a cheetah.
The figure lying on the ground suddenly ran over, and when he rushed forward, he turned sharply. Lu Ye turned his eyes and saw the side. When he stood up, he stabbed straight with the knife!
There was a harsh friction sound, firelight splashed everywhere, and the figure of the cat demon was revealed. The tip of the knife was thrust out against her cheek. The sharp blade left a small wound on her smooth face, but she was smiling.
Because at this moment she has used her claw sheath to catch Lu Ye's long knife!
Lu Ye wanted to draw the knife, but couldn't.
The cat demon's other claw immediately swung down, and a spiritual light flashed above the claw.
There was a clicking sound, and the long sword, a spiritual weapon that had been with Lu Ye for several months, broke, leaving only half of the blade.
This spiritual weapon was obtained by killing the Baijing monk in Qingyun Mountain. There is only one restriction to strengthen the blade. It is the worst quality among the spiritual weapons. The Baijing monk is not high in cultivation and cannot afford a very good spiritual weapon.
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But even if the quality is not high, this long sword can still perform unimaginable damage in Lu Ye's hands, because he can add sharp spiritual patterns to the long sword.
Along the way, at least fifty or sixty monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge died under this sword. If we include this wheel battle, the number has already exceeded a hundred.
Today, the long knife that accompanied Lu Ye all the way was cut off!
Many monks in the Haotian Alliance have become discolored. If the spiritual weapon in a monk's hand is cut off, his strength will inevitably be damaged. Especially for Lu Ye, the reason why he can kill so many people in the sixth level is because of his own background.
The spiritual weapon also contributed a lot.
On the other hand, everyone in Ten Thousand Demons Ridge took a long breath, especially those strong men on the Lingxi Ranking, who all smiled broadly.
Stable!
Both Haotian Alliance and Ten Thousand Demons Ridge believe that the long sword in Lu Ye's hand is a spiritual weapon of excellent quality. The best proof is that the sixth-level monks who were engaged in the battle were chopped down and had no power to fight back.
, this spiritual weapon long sword is Lu Ye’s fang!
Therefore, the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side has been thinking of ways to cut off this fang. As long as this fang is broken, the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side will be invincible. Those monks who appeared before will always choose to fight with Lu Ye
In the confrontation, it was not that they thought they could defeat Lu Ye, but they were trying to destroy the knife in Lu Ye's hand!
It's a pity that no one has succeeded until now. Until now, the cat demon has lived up to expectations, relying on its fast speed and two claw sheaths to break the knife stained with the blood of the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge!
With his fangs cut off, this Jade Blood Sect disciple named Lu Ye could no longer resist.
The moment the long knife broke, the cat demon excitedly rushed towards Lu Ye. Its two bright eyes were full of excitement. She seemed to see a large number of rewards waving to her. She also saw Lu Ye wave the
The sword with a broken handle was slashed at him!
Before doing this, she would definitely have to dodge such a knife. After all, she was good at speed, but her own defense was not very good. If she was actually slashed by Lu Ye, there would be no good outcome.
But now she did not dodge, but instead rushed into Lu Ye's arms, and pulled out the claw sheath on her right hand towards Lu Ye's heart.
Pfft...
Blood spattered, and the cat demon's claws pierced Lu Ye's heart, but she froze on the spot, raised her head, looked at Lu Ye, with a puzzled face: "How did you..."
Lu Ye kicked out and kicked the cat demon in front of her away. While she was still in the air, she raised her hands to cover her throat. When she stumbled to the ground, a large amount of blood flowed out from her hands. There was also blood in her mouth and nose. Gululu seemed to be
He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. He struggled for a moment, and the look in his eyes quickly faded.
Lu Ye raised his hand to cover his chest, took a deep breath, and felt that the injury was not serious and did not touch his heart.
At that moment, he had a chance to activate the guardian spirit pattern to resist, but his spiritual power was getting less and less at the moment, and as he swallowed the spiritual pill, his spiritual power became more and more obscure, so when he could save his spiritual power,
Under the premise, he will try his best to save spiritual power, and for this reason, it doesn't matter if he is slightly injured.
In the silence of the whole place, he walked to the Haotian Alliance camp with the broken knife, sat down cross-legged, took out the healing powder from the storage bag, and applied it on his chest.
Weiyang looked at him, clenching her fists, resisting the urge to go up and bandage him...
"Idiot!" A strong man from the Lingxi Ranking on the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side gritted his teeth and cursed. Lu Ye's weapon being broken just now was definitely the closest step to victory for the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side. At that time, the cat demon only needed to be more vigilant, and there would be many
He had a great chance to kill Lu Ye, but this guy got too carried away and his throat was cut with a knife. He died inexplicably. It was extremely stupid.
The fortieth battle is over, and there are only the last three battles left, and the sky is already bright!
However, it doesn't matter anymore. Lu Ye's long sword has been broken, and his strength must have been greatly weakened. He can be defeated in the last three battles no matter what.
Several Lingxi Ranking experts looked at each other and took a long breath.
Before they signed the opportunity with Li Baxian that day, none of them thought that the situation would develop like this. Everyone thought that in such a round of battle, Lu Ye, no matter how powerful he was, would not be able to withstand ten rounds.
However, it’s not just ten rounds now, it’s already forty rounds!
At this point, they were most fortunate to have received the information provided by Han Zheyue. Otherwise, they would have killed forty-three sects without knowing it and agreed to challenge his fellow cultivators. That would be the largest in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge
joke.
In front of the arena, there are three monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. Look at me and I look at you. These are the challengers from the last three sects. One of these three is from the Holy Fire Sect. The shape of a flame on their foreheads seems to be burning. This is
It is the symbol of their holy fire, and the other two are disciples from large second- and third-grade sects.
The fact that they will be ranked last is naturally related to their origins. The sects behind those who came before were not as powerful as them, so they were ranked first.
The first forty people have paved the way to victory with their blood and death. No matter who goes into battle next, they will have a great chance of picking up the fruits of victory.
This is not only about generous rewards, but also about their own future, so the three of them want to play next.
However, the Holy Fire Sect was only at the fourth level after all, and was still inferior to the other two. After a slight hesitation, it took the initiative to take a step back, with the obvious intention of giving the opportunity to the other two.
"Senior Brother Huping, what should I say?" one person said, with eagerness in his eyes.
"Junior brother Zian has given me a difficult problem. If I say that I go first, you will definitely disagree, but if I let you go first, I won't be happy either." Hu Ping lowered his voice, "At this juncture, it is impossible for us to go first.
Decide the winner."
"Yes, but there has to be a sequence." Zian nodded.
"It's better to let him choose. Whoever he chooses will be who he chooses!"
"That's it...very good!"
After a brief discussion, the two stood there waiting, each looking at Lu Ye who was adjusting on the ring, as if looking at a dead person.
Approaching the Haotian Alliance, Lu Ye silently sensed his own condition. It was very bad. Even if he had time to repair himself with a stick of incense, his spiritual power could not be restored much. After such continuous battles, he now only had about 30% of his spiritual power left.
Although there were many injuries on his body, they were not serious. The healing powder Hua Ci prepared for him had an excellent effect on external injuries, but the symptoms of blood loss still made him feel a little light-headed.
He didn't know how many people he had killed, let alone how many more fights he would have to fight, but he knew that if someone took the fight, he would have to step forward.
This is the path he chose. As he said before, he is not afraid of death, but he does not want to wait for it.
The incense candles on the side were burned out, and it was time to repair.
Lu Ye stood up holding the broken knife and walked forward step by step.
Weiyang opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.
She originally wanted to tell Lu Ye that all she needed to do was win three more games, but she was afraid that what she said would affect Lu Ye's condition. Sometimes knowing the future trend might not be a good thing.
On the top of the golden light, there was a huge crowd all around. There were already more than 5,000 monks from the two camps gathered here. While Lu Ye was repairing, the sound of people talking could be heard. The scene was chaotic, but when he walked out
At that time, the whole world became quiet.
Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him. Even the monks on the other side of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge lost their previous contempt and ridicule. Everyone looked at him with extremely solemn eyes.
A fifth-level monk has fought forty times in a row without ever being defeated. Such a proud record does not allow anyone to blaspheme, even monks from the opposing camp will give him enough respect.
It is foreseeable that for a long time in the future, the figure carrying a broken knife step by step onto the arena filled with blood will be the nightmare of many monks in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.
On the ring, Lu Ye stood still, the mountain wind howling.
On the other side of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, two figures stood up. The next moment, thousands of pairs of sharp eyes from the Haotian Alliance stared at them, including many strong men on the Lingxi Ranking. Murderous intent began to surge instantly.
The two Ten Thousand Demon Ridge monks were almost frightened and shrank back. This formation... was too terrifying.
Na Huping knew something was wrong, so he quickly explained: "It's not about two against one, it's just about asking fellow Taoist Yiye to choose an opponent."
Zian nodded repeatedly, indicating that they did not bother to do such a shameless thing as two against one.
Lu Ye raised his broken sword and pointed it at Hu Ping with a calm expression: "Then it's you."
Hu Ping raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Although Zian was reluctant, he still retreated.
Hu Ping took a breath and was about to announce his home to Lu Ye when he heard a crash to the ground. He could see that the blood-stained soil on Lu Ye's side was flying, and his whole body was like an arrow.
Come to kill yourself.
Hu Ping was shocked. This guy always announced his family name. Why didn't he even give him a chance to say a word this time? What kind of madness is this?
