Chapter four hundred and ninety first wheel battle

The young man nodded: "Since Daoist Xia is so impatient, then don't waste time. Let's have a wheel battle and a melee battle. If there is no winner in these two games, you and I will fight again. The winner of two out of three games will win." What do you think?"

Xia Qianqian squinted at the other party, and snorted coldly: "I think your skin is itchy."

The young man smiled: "Take this valley as the battlefield."

"Can!"

The area covered by this valley is neither big nor small, which is just suitable for monks around the fifth level of Yunhe to play. No matter who is here, they can't take advantage of the terrain.

The young man and Xia Qianqian each led their people back to the spiritual peaks on both sides of the valley.

Among the five people on Lu Ye's side, there is one body cultivator, one ghost cultivator, two soldier cultivators, and one magic cultivator. This lineup is undoubtedly suitable for melee combat, but the opposite lineup is also very comprehensive, with both body and magic soldiers. As for Lu Ye didn't see whether there was a ghost cultivator or not.

Except for Ti Xiu and Lu Ye, the other three are from the same school, so they should be more familiar with each other. They didn't communicate with each other when they were on the road, and they didn't have time to get to know each other until now.

Xia Qianqian's three colleagues reported their names and cultivation levels one by one. Not surprisingly, they were either fourth-level or fifth-level. Obviously, they entered the Yunhe battlefield at about the same time, so there is not much difference in cultivation...

The body repairer also reported his name and cultivation level, and then looked at Lu Ye with a few pairs of eyes.

"Ye six, third-layer realm."

Although the spiritual power fluctuated when passing his imperial weapon on the way here, it was deduced that his cultivation base was not high, but hearing him say that he was only at the third level, the four of them were obviously taken aback.

Xia Qianqian's three classmates even looked at her together, as if they wanted to ask how their senior sister found a third-level person to come over.

Xia Qianqian said: "Don't think that others are weak because they have a low cultivation base. Ye Liu is very capable of fighting. Fighting alone, none of you may be his opponent."

Naturally, the four of them would not doubt Xia Qianqian's words. Hearing what she said, they became even more curious about Lu Ye, but Lu Ye wore a fox face. No one knew what he looked like or what his expression was at the moment.

The soldier cultivator said: "Since that's the case, please trouble fellow Daoist Ye to hold the line."

Lu Ye nodded, this arrangement is undoubtedly very beneficial to him, because if these four people are strong enough, then he doesn't even need to participate in this wheel battle.

Bingxiu continued: "I'll take the lead, and the rest depends on the situation. What do you think, Senior Sister?"

Xia Qianqian nodded: "According to what you said."

The reason why she and the young man on the opposite side came here was because her fellow disciples called them over to support the scene. With their level of cultivation, they could be promoted to the real lake at any time.

After all, they can protect it for a while, but they can't protect it for a lifetime.

Seeing that Xia Qianqian had no objection, Bingxiu jumped out and landed in the center of the valley, followed by another person flying out from the opposite side.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought in the valley.

Cultivators in the Cloud River Realm have much more means of fighting than those in the Spirit River Realm. At the very least, monks in the Spirit River Realm will not suddenly fly up and down. Without that ability, monks can only fly in the air when they reach the Cloud River Realm. capital.

The cultivator on the opposite side is obviously also a fifth-level realm, and his military strength is almost the same as his own. The two figures moved and staggered in the valley, and their spiritual power kept colliding and stirring. The battlefield was like a tornado. Trees have fallen and mess is everywhere.

It took a long time for a stick of incense to fight fiercely before the military repairer of his side found the right opportunity and blasted his opponent away with one blow. In mid-air, he could clearly see the opponent spraying out a mouthful of blood mist.

Bingxiu took advantage of the situation to chase and kill, and attacked with a few more blows, making his opponent very embarrassed.

After one side loses in an evenly matched battle, earth-shaking changes have taken place. The so-called wrong step, wrong step, is like this.

They are all seasoned veterans who have taken the lead, so it is naturally impossible to give the opponent a chance to come back.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, an unwilling roar echoed in the valley: "Admit defeat!"

If you don't admit defeat, you will be beaten to death.

It was a good start, and the two juniors and sisters around Xia Qianqian cheered for joy, and even Xia Qianqian smiled, obviously thinking that her junior was doing well.

After the opponent shouted the word admit defeat, Bingxiu of his own side did not continue to chase and kill, but stopped quickly, and stuffed a panacea into his mouth.

But the other party obviously wouldn't give him much time to reply, and immediately a second person flew down from the opposite mountain.

It was just a desperate fight. Although the time is short, the consumption is still huge, which has a great impact on one's own strength. The soldiers of one's own side want to fight if they can. If they can't fight, try to consume the enemy's strength and leave it to the back people.

In the end, when he saw that the man sent by the other party was actually only a fourth-level Yunhe, and a fourth-level Dharma cultivator who had fought against him before, he was overjoyed, and he summoned up his energy and rushed forward quickly.

Before the four-level law cultivator was fully prepared, he rushed the enemy towards him. Naturally, he retreated quickly, casting spells while retreating.

Compared with the melee fight just now, the movement made by the Fa Xiu at this moment is undoubtedly much more vigorous. Our own soldiers are advancing by leaps and bounds in the various spells, and try to avoid the attacks of each spell. It is really inevitable. So he blocked it with a spiritual weapon, and the fight was very fierce for a while.

When there was only a hundred feet away from each other, the streamers of the three imperial weapons suddenly appeared, attacking and killing Na Faxiu in the shape of a character.

Faced with such a situation, Faxiu on the opposite side gritted his teeth, and only activated a layer of spiritual power barrier on the surface of his body. At the same time, he frantically stimulated his own spiritual power. When he raised his hand, a spell took shape. This spell was different from the previous ones. , the speed is extremely fast, as soon as it takes shape, it bombards Bingxiu.

Obviously, the soldiers on their own side did not expect that the opponent had such a trump card, and they were directly hit on the chest by the spell without noticing it for a while, and the forward figure flew backwards, causing the two monks beside Lu Ye to exclaim .

At the same time, in the valley, Faxiu's body was bleeding, but it was his own military weapon that injured him and threw him to the ground.

This is actually a lose-lose ending.

Two figures flew in from both sides of the valley. It was Xia Qianqian and the young man opposite. They each checked the injuries of their juniors, and after a while, they took them back by coincidence.

Obviously, both of them were seriously injured, and they could no longer continue fighting.

Our side only played one person, but defeated the other two. The situation seems to be favorable to our side, but Bingxiu's injury is not serious, and he will not be able to fight again in a short time. This is obviously not good for the subsequent situation. Melee.

On the opposite Lingfeng Peak, the young man's face was gloomy. He was obviously dissatisfied with the performance of his two juniors. They were both fifth-level soldier cultivators. The first one to fight was directly defeated by the opponent. At the fourth level, it shouldn't be a problem to fight against an opponent who consumes a lot of energy, but they are still defeated by the opponent.

After pondering for a while, the young man said, "Jiang Liuzi, go!"

He hadn't planned to let the two helpers he invited go into battle so soon, because if they did, the result would be no suspense.

One Jiang Liuzi and one Jiang Chengzi, these two young brothers were also well-known on the battlefield of Lingxi. The top spot on the Xixi list has always been occupied by a monster, and even the second list has been occupied by Yan Xing from the Crazy Sword Sect all the year round.

As a result, the two brothers can only occupy the third and fourth places in the list.

Not only their brothers are like this, but in the past ten years, the number one spot in Lingxi has become the pain in the hearts of many young talents? She obviously has the strength to occupy the top spot in Lingxi, but she doesn't have that luck.

Everything must be blamed on that Li Baxian, if it wasn't for him, how could Feng Yuechan and Yan Xing stay on the battlefield of Lingxi all the year round.

However, I heard that Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan were both promoted to Yunhe half a year ago, and many people with lofty ideals from Wanmo Ridge are already looking for their tracks, preparing to take revenge for being suppressed back then.

It can be said that among the monks who are still on the Yunhe battlefield today, no one knows Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan. After all, they all grew up from the stage of looking up to these two people.

People who needed to be looked up to and could easily suppress themselves back then, but now their cultivation level is lower than them, those monks from Wanmo Ridge who harbored grievances would not miss this opportunity for revenge.

It can be said that what was Lu Ye's situation before he dominated the Lingxi battlefield, what is the situation of Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan now, everyone is really screaming, as long as they reveal their whereabouts, they will be killed wherever they go. Uneasy life.

It was luck to invite Jiang Liuzi and Jiang Chengzi brothers this time, so the young man's fight for the spiritual land was bound to win, because in his opinion, there was no suspense.

As his words fell, a young man who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old responded dully: "Okay!"

More and more people came out, flying lightly towards the valley.

On Xia Qianqian's side, her Guixiu and Faxiu's colleagues checked Bingxiu's injuries and made sure that there was no danger to his life, so he was relieved.

Turning his head to see that Jiang Liuzi had entered the valley, Guixiu frowned: "This is the helper they invited, I will try his methods."

"Be careful!" Xia Qianqian warned in a calm voice.

The opponent had only lost two games, and the helper they had invited was brought into battle so quickly. It was obvious that they wanted to win back a victory. It was foreseeable that the helper would not be weak.

However, ghost cultivators never depend on their level of cultivation to kill enemies. As long as they find the right opportunity, it is common for ghost cultivators to kill enemies by leapfrogging.

Ghost Xiu hid his body, and no one knew where he went.

In the valley, Jiang Liuzi stood there quietly. The young man with red lips and white teeth looked like a sculpture, not moving at all.

The mountain wind is bleak, and there is a hidden murderous intent.

Suddenly, the sword light exploded, and with a muffled groan and exclamation, the ghost cultivator's figure appeared, a sword wound on his chest was deep enough to show bone, and blood flew flying.

Ghost Xiu was horrified.