Chapter 157 I have something to say

This time when he heard that Li Baxian had left the Danxinmen resident, Yan Xing knew the opportunity had come. He came here early and hid his figure, and he really waited for Li Baxian to come.

He doesn't care about the game between Wanmoling and Haotianmeng, what he has to do is very simple, kill Li Baxian, and end the decades of grievances!

"I'll deal with him! You protect the junior brother." Weiyang said.

Li Baxian shook his head: "Elder Sister, you know that I am good at killing people, but I can't protect people. And... Yan Xing is not the only one on the Lingxi list."

"You mean..." Weiyang's complexion changed slightly. She was affected by the soul-killing thunder, and her own perception dropped significantly.

Li Baxian snorted coldly: "They are all hiding in the crowd to observe the situation, and everyone wants to reap the benefits of the fisherman." His eyes flashed, "I create an opportunity, you take the little brother away, although the chance is not great, But always try."

"Be careful!" Weiyang warned.

Li Baxian picked up the wine gourd and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. Instead of swallowing it, he spit it out in front of him. In an instant, more than ten sword lights rushed, and he himself was wrapped in a sword light, and he was facing Yan Xing Cull the past.

At the same time as he moved, Weiyang also moved, a green leaf wrapped Lu Ye in it, she grabbed Lu Ye's collar, and rose into the sky, obviously trying to take advantage of the commotion caused by Li Baxian Lu Ye took him away from here.

Lu Ye was wrapped in the leaves, so he couldn't see what was going on outside at all. He could only feel waves of spiritual power surging around him, with strong impacts from time to time.

With Weiyang's muffled groan, Lu Ye regained control over himself. He fixed his eyes and found that he had returned to the original place. Obviously, Weiyang failed to take him away smoothly.

Don't look at Weiyang's majestic and majestic killing just now, killing those monks from Wanmo Ridge has little power to fight back, but in fact none of the real strong men made a move. They all felt that Weiyang was not easy to mess with, and they were all waiting for the opportunity.

Anyway, Weiyang forced his way into the Lingxi battlefield, the more people he kills, the worse the situation becomes. As long as Weiyang dares to kill two more people without them taking action, the punishment of heaven will make Weiyang completely wiped out.

At this moment, Weiyang wanted to take Lu Ye away by force, those people couldn't sit idly by, and after all their attacks, Weiyang had no choice but to retreat. If he didn't retreat, Lu Ye might die.

Because of the actions of Li Baxian and Weiyang, the originally calm Jinguangding fought again, and many Haotianmeng monks were gathered in the middle, struggling to resist the attacks of the enemies from all directions.

Fortunately, Weiyang and Li Baxian killed a lot of people from Wanmo Ridge just now, which greatly relieved the pressure on the Haotian Union, otherwise it is very likely that they will not be able to stop it now.

Weiyang didn't make another move, but stood beside Lu Ye, waving the scythe in his hand, blocking the power of spells and magic talismans.

With her here, Lu Ye would not be in danger.

But she tried to take Lu Ye away many times, but every time she just flew up, she was forced to fall back. Under that kind of intensive offensive, she might be able to survive, but Lu Ye couldn't resist anyway.

More monks from the Haotian League and Wanmo Ridge rushed over. The news that Lu Ye was trapped in the Golden Light Dome had already spread, and the monks from the two camps around were rushing here. The number of monks has gradually exceeded a thousand, and the number is still increasing.

With the Golden Light Summit as the core, there were large and small battle circles in all directions. The monks from the two sides fought each other, and the entire Golden Light Summit was completely turned into a meat grinding pool.

This kind of battle fought from day to night, and from night to day. The monks of the two sides fell one after another, but fresh blood came in from outside.

More than a dozen of the strong men on the Lingxi list came, each catching and fighting each other, and the scene was tense for a while.

No one ever thought that this siege against the disciples of the Jade Blood Sect would develop like this. Originally, in the plan of the Wanmo Ridge, the Jade Blood Sect Lu Ye was just a fifth-level monk. Anyone with strength can kill him, and if he is killed, Wanmo Ridge will win.

However, Haotian Union's reaction was unexpectedly tough. Under the protection of a strong Haotian Union, Lu Ye walked all the way here.

Although they are trapped right now, as long as the members of the Haotian League don't die, it will be very difficult for them to kill Lu Ye.

Hard to get off!

Since the existence of the Lingxi battlefield, there has never been such a tragic battle on the outer circle. At this time, neither the Wanmo Ridge nor the Haotian Union can easily stop, and too many people have died in each of them. .

Where the vortex of the battle was, Lu Ye, who was protected by the crowd in the center, lowered his eyes, looking at his long knife, the powerlessness and anger in his heart became more and more intense.

This feeling of not being in control of life and death is really bad.

Weakness is indeed the greatest original sin.

The weak are hoarse and no one cares, but the strong speak softly but are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Therefore, no matter what kind of game between the two camps, even if it is death, you have to choose a way to die, instead of standing here stupidly, waiting for this A battle is won and lost.

With a bang, a figure fell in front of Lu Ye, and Li Baxian was beaten back with wounds all over his body. There was somewhat a gap between the tenth and the second.

"That bastard doesn't feel good either!" Although Li Baxian was embarrassed, he didn't lose the battle, and grinned at Lu Ye: "Don't worry, little brother, I'll go and behead his dog!"

Saying this, he has to stand up and fight again. As a sword repairman, he has never been afraid to fight against someone who is stronger than himself. Now he is certainly not an opponent of Yan Xing, but if he really wants to fight to the death, he is sure to fight against others. Yan Xing died together.

Lu Ye raised his hand and pressed his shoulder.

Li Baxian looked at Lu Ye in surprise.

"Enough!" Lu Ye said softly, "It's enough, brother."

"Um?"

"Stop." Lu Ye smiled at him, then raised his head, looked at the chaotic battlefield, took a deep breath, and under the surge of spiritual power, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Stop!"

Although he was only at the fifth level, this angry shout that was blessed with spiritual power was like a thunderclap, spreading in all directions.

The two sides in the fierce battle suddenly heard such shouts, and many monks who had become unsustainable stopped immediately and retreated one after another. The monks near Lu Ye who stopped at first, the situation spread like a ripple, and the outer battle gradually subsided. After thirty breaths, all the fighting stopped, the chaotic battlefield became calm, and the chaotic spiritual power fluctuations gradually disappeared.

Pairs of eyes stared at Lu Ye from all directions. Until now, everyone knew that it was this guy who called to stop just now.

"Junior Brother?" Wei Yang, who had been guarding Lu Ye, looked at him in confusion, then looked at Li Baxian, who shook his head, expressing that he didn't know what Junior Brother was going to do.

"I have something to say." Lu Ye said this sentence to Weiyang, and then looked around, and said loudly: "I have something to say!"

This sentence is said to many monks around.

"Although my cultivation level is not high, Lu Ye, but since you all came here for me, I think I am qualified to say a few words. Do you have any objections?"

"Fellow Daoists have something to say, but it's okay to say it."

"Not bad, I have no objection!"

When even a group of monks from the Haotian League joined forces, Lu Ye interrupted the fight between the two sides at this moment. Although it was abrupt, both parties were relieved, because everyone could take advantage of this rare opportunity to recuperate. A long battle, and a melee of this scale, most people can't bear it.

"Talk!" A monk from Wanmo Ridge spoke. This person is one of the top 20 strongmen on the Lingxi Ranking.

As for Yan Xing, this guy only has Li Baxian in his eyes, so he doesn't care about other people.

Lu Ye nodded and said: "Half a year ago, I joined the Jade Blood Sect. On the way back to the sect, I was attacked and killed. The head teacher sent me to the Lingxi battlefield. To be honest, I don't even know what the Jade Blood Sect looks like. Who are the people in the sect? I don't know the grievances and grievances of the previous generation of the master sect. I didn't know that I had become the center of the battle between the two camps until someone approached me. How can I have this energy? But things have come to this point, I am powerless to resist, I can only accept. You Wanmo Ridge wants to kill me, I have traveled all the way, and I am in danger everywhere. Thanks to the support of many senior brothers and sisters in the Haotian League, I, Lu Ye, have made it all the way to this point , many people died, some died in front of me, some died in places I couldn't see, I don't even know the names of those dead people. Today, many people died here, if you continue to fight, you will only die More, do you want to continue?"

No one answered.

"Continuing to fight like this, the casualties will only increase. Is this what you want to see?" Lu Ye asked again.

The strong man on the Lingxi list who spoke earlier snorted coldly: "In your opinion, shouldn't that be the case?"

"Of course not." Lu Ye shook his head, "So many people have already died, I don't think it is possible for Wanmo Ridge or the Haotian League to let it go. Can’t explain it either.”

"He's a smart man." The man sneered, "If you really don't want to see so many people from the Haotian League die for you, then kill yourself. As long as you die, this battle will naturally end!"

"Yes, die soon, boy, you can't get away!"

"If you kill yourself, you can still leave a whole body. If you are hacked to death, it will be completely different."

Many monks from Wanmo Ridge shouted.

Wei Yang, who was standing beside Lu Ye, had a gloomy face, and almost couldn't help but want to kill all those shouting guys.

Lu Ye shook his head slowly: "There are already so many brothers and sisters in the Haotian League who died because of me. If I die, they will know, how can they rest in peace? Moreover, I am so young, I don't want to die yet!"

"You don't want to die, why are you talking so much nonsense?" The man's face was angry.

Lu Ye lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "Although it feels good to be protected by others, as a monk, it has something to do with you, so you should bear something!"

"Unfortunately, my cultivation level is not high, and I can't bear too much." He slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist and pointed it directly at the Wanmoling camp: "Lu Ye, a disciple of the Jade Blood Sect, is here to challenge the various sects of Wanmoling. Anyone who wants to kill me, just come and fight!"