The enemy who should have been on the ground actually appeared above him at this moment. Under the light of the full moon, a pair of wings with fiery red spiritual power flowing from the man's back flashed gently, and a long knife in his hand clung to the spiritual power.
Cut him down with a swift sword!
This is impossible! As his body fell downwards, Fa Xiu screamed in his heart.
boom……
Dust flew into the air, and Fa Xiu's body fell heavily to the ground. He felt that many bones in his body were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The spiritual barrier that could block the blow of the Panshan Sword blessed with two sharp spiritual patterns was also invisible. It was not that it was broken, but that the Dharma cultivation was no longer able to maintain it.
In order to avoid the power of Lu Ye's weapon, he flew a little high, nearly forty feet above the ground, which resulted in him falling to his death when he fell.
His eyes were dark, he couldn't see, his ears were ringing, and his seven orifices were filled with blood. Such injuries made him appear to be on the verge of death.
Lu Ye landed lightly next to him, folded the wings behind his back, turned the long knife in his hand, pointed it at Fa Xiu's heart, and stabbed him directly.
Fa Xiu's body tensed up and he instinctively grabbed the blade of the Panshan Sword with both hands, his eyes full of unwillingness.
He was a ninth-level magic cultivator. If he really died in a fight with each other, it was because he was not good at learning and his skills were not as good as others. But after facing Lu Ye, a seventh-level practitioner, he didn't even cast a single spell.
When he came out, he was killed in a muddle-headed manner. How could he be willing to accept this?
There is nothing I can do if I don't give in.
The upright body fell to the ground again, a little red light flew out, and the ninth-level magic cultivator... died!
Lu Ye pulled out his long knife and walked step by step to the place where the soldier disappeared. It was as if he had broken through a weak barrier. When the surrounding scenery was distorted, he appeared in the familiar terrain of the stone forest.
At this moment, the battle situation here was tense. One of the Hao Ren brothers and sister fought closely with the soldier cultivator, while the other activated his weapon and stood not far away to cause trouble. Their cooperation was so close that the soldier cultivator was annoyed.
One-on-one, the Hao Ren brothers and sisters were no match for the soldier cultivator, but with the two of them joining forces, the soldier cultivator was no longer his match.
Warriors at the same level have different strengths.
Lu Ye had observed before that the aura of this military cultivator was not very bright, much worse than that of Yuan Guang who was killed by him.
If Yuan Guang came to deal with the Hao Ren brothers and sisters, he might be able to fight one against two, but this military cultivator obviously does not have such ability.
While fighting, he was distracted and saw Lu Ye appear out of thin air. The soldier cultivator was horrified.
Normally, he would not look down upon a seventh-level person, but now he was in a bad situation and it would be impossible to deal with more enemies.
He was wondering in his heart, where was his fellow Dharma cultivator? Why didn't he kill this seventh-level person?
A fiery red stream of light flew out of Lu Ye's hand and attacked the soldier. He threw a spiritual pill into his mouth and chewed it...
He doesn't know when he got into the habit of wanting to take some elixir after a battle, even if it doesn't consume much.
This military cultivator from the Qingtian Sect is now trapped in the Nine Realms Map. The trapped beast is still fighting, and there is no way to escape. Even without him, the Hao Ren brothers and sisters can solve it.
Therefore, Lu Ye did not choose to step forward, but supported him with his royal weapon.
He and Hao Ren's brother and sister are considered a cooperative relationship. Naturally, he cannot take away all the benefits. That kind of cooperation with the idea of "everything is mine" is destined to be very fragile.
The sound of clanking came out, and the light of two imperial weapons kept lingering around the soldier. He gave him a cold blow. Although Hao Qing is a woman, she is like a woman when it comes to fighting. Her movements are extremely fast.
The spiritual weapon in his hand was almost danced into an afterimage, and he could always take advantage of the soldier's distraction to hit the vital point. After more than ten breaths, the soldier had several wounds, and his clothes were dyed red with blood.
Twenty breaths later, as Hao Ren's imperial weapon penetrated the back of the soldier's head, the battle ended.
A little red light flew out from the corpse of the soldier and fell into the back of Hao Ren's hand.
Hao Qing quickly collected the loot.
A strong sense of rejection came from all around. In an instant, the three of them returned to their original positions. There were two more corpses on the ground. Yiyi was standing not far away holding the Nine Realms Map.
"Enjoyed, hahaha!" Hao Ren laughed.
The brother and sister decided to join Lu Ye to cause trouble after seeing Lu Ye's methods, but they were not sure whether they could succeed.
But now, two ninth-level members of the Qingtian Sect have died, and there are no casualties on their side, which makes the two of them feel more confident.
"Walk!"
Lu Ye grabbed the Amber on his shoulder and threw it to the ground. Amber immediately returned to his original shape. He climbed on the tiger's back and pulled Yiyi up. Amber flew forward and headed towards Qingtian Sect's mining area.
The Hao Ren brothers blended into the surrounding darkness and were invisible, but their vague auras showed that they were not far away.
It's enough to lure a snake out of its hole once, and it can't happen a second time.
The monks of the Qingtian Sect are not fools. They chased the two ninth-level warriors out. Not only did the enemy not die, they even ran back. The monks who stayed behind could know the life and death of the two ninth-level warriors with just a little investigation.
, they will send the news back to their home base when the time comes.
Hao Ren had made inquiries there before, and found out that there were three ninth-level monks guarding the Qingtian Sect on the mine. Two of them were lured out and killed, leaving only the last one left to guard.
So as long as the remaining nine-level realms are solved, there will be no more nine-level realms in the mining area. With Lu Ye's current strength, he can naturally do whatever he wants, as long as the Qingtian Sect reacts and evacuates.
So the key now is to kill the opponent.
Along the way, when they were three miles away from the mining area, Lu Ye got off the tiger's back. Amber's figure turned into the size of a cat and jumped on his shoulders. As for Yiyi, she explored the road ahead, looking for the ninth-level person.
Location.
Brother and sister Hao Ren were nearby to provide support. Once they found the final ninth level, they joined forces with Lu Ye to kill him.
When Lu Ye took a step forward, he took a breath, and a spiritual pattern silently covered his body. In an instant, all the breaths were revealed, including the amber lying on his shoulders.
Collect interest.
It is a spiritual pattern obtained in the same batch as Hao Ci.
There is a kind of talisman called the Breathing Talisman. Lu Ye used this talisman when he rescued Amber. He always kept a few of them with him because this talisman was very useful in certain circumstances.
Such as this moment!
However, after obtaining the Breath Condensation Spirit Pattern on the talent tree, those Spirit Patterns are useless.
In fact, Lu Ye wants to get the kind of spiritual pattern that can hide his figure. If he can have such spiritual pattern, then he can completely hide his figure and become like an elusive ghost cultivator. It is not just as simple as condensing his breath.
Looking up, there was a faint light coming from the mining area, which was very scattered. It was the light coming from the entrances and exits of the mine tunnels.
This reminded Lu Ye of the days when he was mining in Xieyue Valley...
He originally thought that after becoming a monk, he could completely get rid of the menial work of mining, but he did not expect that some people would still come to mine even if they became monks.
This is not only the case for Qingtian Sect, but also for all major sects. The materials produced in the station are one of the sources of daily practice for the monks. No one will give up casually. Each sect is not rich enough yet.
The major sects have not thought of hiring some mortals to mine before. The number of mortals in Lingxi battlefield is not small, but there are often some vicious creatures appearing in the mines, or monks from enemy sects come to attack. Once
When this happens, mortals are unable to protect themselves and often suffer heavy casualties.
After a while, no mortal dared to mine for the monks.
Forced as a last resort, the monks had no choice but to take matters into their own hands.
It can be said that anyone who has been around in the Lingxi battlefield, whether they are disciples of large sects, small families, or some casual cultivators, are basically experts in mining.
It is common to find some mining picks or other weird mining tools in monks' storage bags.
Less than a mile away from the mineral vein, Lu Ye, who was moving forward silently, suddenly stopped.
A faint sense of crisis arose, as if someone was watching me.
Without any hesitation, Lu Ye urged spiritual power to pour into his right eye. A delicate spiritual pattern was quickly formed in the eye pupil.
In an instant, the view changes.
With the blessing of this spiritual pattern called insight, he saw scenery that he could not see normally. Everything around him was not so real. What was reflected in his field of vision were light rays or light strips of different thicknesses, which were constantly twisting and changing.
, that is the light of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The function of discerning spiritual patterns is to clearly see the surge of spiritual energy and the transformation of spiritual power.
He glanced around, turned his gaze, and settled on a position to his left. At that position, the flow of spiritual power was not quite right. A certain area was obviously denser than nearby areas. If that area were outlined into a shape,
, is a humanoid figure!
The humanoid was approaching him at an extremely fast speed, and he was close in the blink of an eye.
It was at this moment that a strong sense of crisis enveloped Lu Ye, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
The Panshan Sword was unsheathed in an instant, and with the blessing of sharp spiritual patterns, the sword fell forward.
With a clang, a short sword appeared without warning, blocking Lu Ye's blow. Then, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of Lu Ye.
This is a short man with a moustache. Judging from his aura, he is clearly at the ninth level!
And he is a ninth-level ghost cultivator! Otherwise, there would be no reason for him to have such weird abilities.
Is it the ninth-level person who stays here?
Lu Ye didn't have time to think about it, sheathed the knife and stabbed him straight.
The ghost cultivator opposite had a clearly surprised expression, because he did not expect that his whereabouts would be easily seen by a seventh-level person, and that he would also take advantage of him.
The sword struck by the opponent was so powerful and heavy that when he responded hastily, he felt that the tiger's mouth was cracking.
Seeing Lu Ye stabbing him with another knife, he hurriedly set up his spiritual weapon to block it.
At this moment, Hu Hue, who was crouching on Lu Ye's shoulder, suddenly roared, and the air was distorted. A wave of air visible to the naked eye crashed into the ghost cultivator. The ghost cultivator felt his head buzzing, as if being hit by an invisible giant.
The hammer hit me hard, making me dizzy for a moment.
