Chapter 238 This person is no worse than Lu Yiye

Since the four were in a group, the remaining three would naturally not be idle when that ghost cultivator attacked. Now that Lu Ye's back was facing them, it was a good time to launch a sneak attack.

Yiyi thought so too...

The remaining seventh-level and sixth-level ones immediately turned to look, but there was no ghost behind them, and they didn't even know who was attacking them, only that it was a powerful fire spell.

"ah!"

The screams came again, making the hair stand on end of several people. When they turned their heads to look again, the scene imprinted in their eyes made their scalps tingle and their brains buzzed.

A head flew high, with blood gushing out from its headless neck and neck. That head belonged to Senior Brother Ghost Cultivator. The seventh-level boy standing in front of him was still holding his sword. Judging by that posture, he was clearly a knife owl. He took the head of Senior Brother Ghost Cultivator.

The seventh-layer realm killed the eighth-layer realm? And how long?

It took only three breaths to fight each other, and the few of them turned around and turned back...

Turning around twice, yin and yang are separated, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would be unbelievable.

Lu Ye shook off the blood on the Panshan knife, turned around slowly, and looked forward.

Meeting his eyes, the already terrified two people became more and more uneasy, and for a moment they didn't know whether to run or fight.

"Bah..." The seventh-level man who was knocked down by Yiyi's sneak attack staggered up, spat out the mud in his mouth, and felt a piercing pain in his back. Although the power of Yiyi's technique was good, it was not enough to kill him.

He was unexpectedly attacked, and he stood up full of annoyance. Before he could figure it out, a stream of light from an imperial weapon had struck close to him. At the critical moment of life and death, he immediately roared, mobilizing the spiritual power of his body, and at the same time punched out.

His whole body was full of energy and blood, and this punch was full of power. As a bodybuilder, he was confident that he could block this blow.

It was indeed blocked, the streamer of the imperial weapon was blown away by his punch, and then Lu Ye also rushed to him like a gust of wind, the speed of the burst at that moment was by no means what the seventh-level realm could possess.

It is true that an ordinary seventh-level realm cannot burst out with such an instant speed, but Lu Ye has been using the blood on the scale armor to quench his body during his practice these days. With the improvement of his cultivation base, his physique is also gradually strengthening .

Different from ordinary physical training to temper the body, his physical strength is not only the exuberance of Qi and blood, but also includes his own speed, reaction speed and even vision.

In short, compared with monks of the same level, Lu Ye has a stronger physical body, more vitality, faster speed, quicker reaction, and more sensitive vision.

On this basis, he also activated the Fengxing spirit pattern to bless his legs.

The speed that erupted at that instant could not be overstated by describing it as thunderous. This caused Lu Ye to be ten feet away from the enemy at the last moment, and he was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The same as the seventh floor, no one can block this sudden knife.

The Panshan knife pierced through the heart of the seventh level, and stabbed out from the back. Lu Ye's long knife stirred and smashed the opponent's heart to pieces.

The long knife was pulled out, and the man fell to the ground, blood staining the ground red.

The two surviving people were stunned, and for a moment they were dumbfounded.

There was another strong fluctuation of spiritual power behind her, Yiyi popped up, and faced the seventh-level realm with a golden arc slash, the sharp slash cut the man's back with a huge wound, and then she screamed, Lu Yeyu The streamer of the weapon had already reached close, piercing his head.

Lu Ye raised his eyes to look at the last sixth-level person, who was obviously a little frightened.

He is not a coward, nor has he never seen monks from the two camps fight. He can cultivate to the sixth level, and he has more or less actual combat experience.

But he had never seen such a clean killing.

An eighth-level senior brother and two seventh-level senior brothers died in front of him so quickly.

"You...don't come here!" The sixth-layer raised the spirit weapon in his hand and shouted sternly.

Amber, who was lying on Lu Ye's shoulder, opened her mouth and yawned. The strong smell of blood all around made her a little hungry. After the beating, I will get something to eat...

Lu Ye walked towards the surviving sixth-level realm step by step, but the opponent retreated step by step, but tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

Lu Ye frowned, and stood where he was, the streamer of the imperial weapon hovered beside him, and the Panshan knife in his hand was dripping with blood.

Comparing with those monks at the sixth level, he seems to be some kind of heinous big devil now.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of the sixth level, he is even more terrifying than the so-called big devil.

This sixth-level cultivator is not a courageous person. He was seriously injured before without changing his face, but this time he was really scared, because what he saw just now was completely beyond his cognition. His panic, It comes from the unknown, which is why it behaves so unbearably.

"Where is your vein located?"

Lu Ye's question made the sixth-level cultivator feel at a loss. The other party killed the three senior brothers, leaving him alone, and suddenly asked about the mine veins, obviously he had no good intentions.

Even though his heart was frightened and uneasy, even though he knew he was going to die, even if the hand holding the spiritual weapon was trembling, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know!"

With a whoosh, the fiery red imperial weapon streamer flew to rest on his forehead, the sharp touch made him ache, and the silent threat was especially deadly.

"I'll fight with you!" he roared, his loyalty to his sect overcame the fear in his heart, he raised the spiritual weapon in his hand, knocked the imperial weapon hovering in front of him into the air, and hurriedly stood up, but the people who greeted him But it was a bright knife light.

With a bang, the body fell to the ground.

Lu Ye put the knife back into its sheath.

The monks in the Kyushu practice world are not good at this point, their bones are a bit hard, and if they can't ask anything of value, Lu Ye will naturally not waste his tongue.

After all, there are only a few people like Feng Yue who would kneel down at the slightest disagreement, and the reason why Feng Yue did that was because she relied on her status as a medical practitioner. At that time, she clearly felt that if she didn't do something, she would immediately die. Die!

As a result, she became a poor homeless person when she knelt down. Before Lu Ye left, she stayed in the Jade Blood Sect's residence, but she had no name or distinction. Fortunately, she was a medical practitioner, and the Jade Blood Sect monks did not exclude her.

Yiyi began to clean the battlefield and collect spoils.

Lu Ye sat on a rock next to the spirit flower, holding the handleless dagger that he used for his imperial weapon.

The power of the imperial weapon is still a bit lacking. Just now, he was punched flying by a monk of the same level. Of course, some people are due to physical training, but generally speaking, the power of the imperial weapon is indeed not as good as he slashed with a knife.

When he slashes with a knife, he can bless the Panshan knife with a sharp spirit pattern.

He has always had an idea, that he will try to bless the spirit pattern on the imperial weapon, if he can also bless the sharp spirit pattern on the imperial weapon just now, that guy dares to hit with his fist, and with the sharp power, he can directly punch his fist break open.

But it is very troublesome to add spiritual patterns to the imperial weapon. Even if Lu Ye can slightly control the spiritual power of the off-body, it is difficult to do so. He has tried many times before, but all ended in failure, because the constructed spiritual pattern is not stable enough to exert it. effect.

The control of the spiritual power is still not enough. If the control of the spiritual power is sufficient, it should not be difficult to add spiritual patterns to the imperial weapon.

I can only wait until my cultivation base is getting higher and then try again.

There is still a spirit flower waiting to be collected here. Although Yiyi doesn't know what kind of spirit flower it is, it must be worth a lot, otherwise the four monks wouldn't be squatting here all the time.

Taking out the elixir and throwing one into her mouth, Hu Po stretched her head over, opened her mouth, and waited for the food...

Lu Ye threw a grain at it, and it was blown away.

"You're getting lazy!"

In the previous battle, Hu Po didn't intend to intervene at all, and she lay quietly on Lu Ye's shoulder from the beginning to the end, thinking that when he was still weak, Hu Po would rush up and bite when he met the enemy.

Four people, four storage bags, Lu Ye sat on the rock, took one at random, and opened the prohibition lock.

A few hundred feet away from here, behind a boulder, two heads looked towards this side, a man and a woman, although the distance was not close, they could see everything clearly just now.

From Lu Ye's sudden appearance, to beheading the ghost cultivator, killing two seventh-level realms, and then killing six-level realms, the two of them were stunned.

Until the battle was over, the two shrank back at the same time, looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Be obedient and boom, what's the background of that guy?" the man asked.

"Brother, I'm not mistaken, he is at the seventh level? Did he bring some hidden spiritual weapon?" The woman also asked.

"Even if you bring a spiritual weapon, your true cultivation will be exposed when you make a move."

"Then he is a seventh-layer? How could he be so strong?"

"Little sister, this is what my elder brother told you before. Don't judge a person's strength by his cultivation base. There are always many proud geniuses in this world. They can surpass the ranks and kill the enemy. In the future, they will walk on the battlefield , but please remember.”

"But this... this is too strong."

She has also seen killing enemies by leapfrogging, but it was in dire straits. Unlike just now, an eighth-level ghost cultivator was beheaded by a seventh-level ghost with a few knives, just like killing chickens.

"Indeed!" The man nodded, "A few months ago, I heard that there was an evildoer from the Jade Blood Sect. With a fifth-level cultivation base, he killed forty-three sixth-level people in Jinguangding. I wish I hadn't had the chance to meet him, but now it seems that this person is no worse than that Lu Yiye."

"The Ziyun flower is still up for grabs."

Hearing the meaning of this, the two of them were hiding here, and they were obviously attracted by the spirit flower, and they would grab it when the spirit flower matured. You must know that this is the area where the Qingtian sect is stationed. It is also a bold person with a high degree of art.

But they didn't expect that this spirit flower would be cut off by a seventh-level realm before it matured.

"He is also from the Haotian League, what are you robbing, go, follow me to meet this expert."

"Ah? Just go like this? Will he be chopped off? That guy looks so fierce."

"Fear a fart, we are at the eighth level anyway!"

As they spoke, the two walked out of their hiding place and headed straight for Lu Ye.