Chapter 700: Zhuang Bufan

Unless the attack happens to be on the node of the large formation, it can have such an effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

But the nodes of any formation are constantly changing with the flow of spiritual power, even if they are both formation cultivators, it is not easy to deduce the location of the nodes.

It is even more difficult to attack while inferring the node.

This guy with the knife is so lucky? Just hit the node with a single knife?

Just when this person thought so, Lu Ye had already made a second cut.

More violent movements came out, and the protective light curtain on the spirit ship rippled more violently, and even the spirit ship shook violently.

The few monks of the Tianhe Sect who were standing on the deck hadn't paid much attention to Lu Ye. Although they didn't have any decent strongmen to sit in the command, there were quite a few of them, seven or eight of them.

What they are afraid of is the ninth-level cultivator who is coughing up blood. Even if he looks like he is dying, who knows if it is true? Furthermore, even if he was seriously injured, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse after all, so they just hid in the spirit boat and did not dare to move rashly when faced with the provocation of the blood-spitting monk.

Who would have thought that a sixth-level cultivator would cause such a turmoil in the protective magic circle of the spirit ship, and all the monks on the deck could not stand firmly for a while, a male cultivator with a fierce appearance and a long scar on his face shouted: " Where did you come from, you dare to meddle in the affairs of my Tianhe sect in this Xuezhou territory, leave quickly, otherwise you will die without a place to bury you."

Some people also shouted: "I have already contacted the elders of the church, wait for death!"

As soon as this remark came out, Lu Ye didn't care. The man who was coughing up blood showed a worried look. It was not because of fear, but because he was worried that there would be a long delay here. There is no way to save it.

He was even more worried that Lu Ye would feel jealous, so he left.

After all, in the boundary of Xuezhou, the Tianhe Sect is very famous, and indeed no one dares to provoke it.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Lu Ye had already made the third cut...

Click...

There seemed to be a shattering sound resounding in the depths of his heart, and a gap was cracked in the protective array of the spirit ship.

This scene frightened the yelling monks of Tianhe Sect, and all of them changed their expressions.

On the contrary, the man coughing up blood couldn't help clapping his hands and laughed loudly: "Okay!"

At this point, he couldn't see that Lu Ye was not lucky, but really saw the nodes of the formation, and every knife was cut on the nodes.

This person must be an extremely brilliant array cultivator, otherwise there is no reason to have such a skill.

But he searched his brains and compared the famous array cultivators in his mind with the person in front of him one by one, but there was no match. He couldn't figure out when a character like this appeared in the Longteng Realm, with a low level of cultivation, but a poor array of attainments. Ridiculously high.

Seeing that Lu Ye's fourth knife was about to come out, on the spirit boat, the man with the long scar gritted his teeth and yelled, "The boy really wants to die!"

The moment he finished speaking, he had already rushed towards Lu Ye.

Protecting the magic circle, he can fight outside but not inside. He can get out.

Seeing that Lu Ye was so skillful, he couldn't sit still any longer, and retreated after he was about to kill Lu Ye. His confidence came from his cultivation at the seventh level.

"Not good!" The blood coughing monk was thinking about Lu Ye's identity, but he didn't expect the Tianhe Sect to respond in such a way. His figure flickered and he wanted to go to support him. It seemed as if it was about to fall apart, and it was even darker in front of my eyes, almost falling from the sky.

When I came back to my senses, I fixed my eyes and looked at it again, and suddenly felt incredible.

It was because the boy holding the knife was still standing alone in front of the spirit ship, not far from him, amidst the splash of blood, a head flew out, and a headless body fell from the sky.

Um? What happened?

The man coughing up blood thought that Lu Ye would definitely lose, but he didn't expect that Lu Ye killed the long-scarred monk just because his eyes were darkened.

how did you do that?

He didn't see the scene of Lu Ye killing the enemy, but the monks of the Tianhe Cult saw it clearly.

One cut, just one cut, and the body of the strongest scarred man among them was torn apart.

This scene deeply shocked their hearts, because even if it was a monk at the ninth level of Yunhe who made a move, it would never be so straightforward.

What a pity.

Being sent out to carry out such a task, it's nothing to be afraid of the ninth-layer who is coughing up blood.

The light of the knife flickered, and he cut it down again.

Kachacha...

The light curtain of the protective magic circle instantly cracked a spider web of gaps, and then it shattered with a crash, and several Tianhe Sect disciples guarded by the magic circle were exposed to the blade in an instant.

The man coughing up blood had rushed towards him, and Lu Ye also killed him with a knife.

Under the joint efforts of the two, several monks from Tianhe Cult could stop them, and they were all killed in just a moment.

The man coughing up blood sat down on the deck with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he looked up at Lu Ye with a look of approval on his face: "Little brother did a good job, what do you call him?"

Lu Ye cupped his hands: "Fengzhou, Ye Liu."

"Brother Ye." The man coughing up blood nodded slightly, and returned the salute with difficulty, "Qizhou, Zhuang Bufan."

While declaring his family name, he looked at Lu Ye's expression, but saw that Lu Ye's expression was flat, as if he had never heard of this name.

He immediately concluded in his heart that this kid might be a fledgling, otherwise it is impossible that he has never heard of his name.

Thief God Zhuang is extraordinary, and he is also a well-known figure in the entire Longteng world, but anyone who has a bit of knowledge, it is impossible not to have heard of it.

"Brother Ye, I have to trouble you with one thing." Zhuang Bufan said softly.

Lu Ye knew it well: "But are you going to release those mortals?" He had some respect for Zhuang Bufan, he was already seriously injured, and seeing mortals suffer, he wanted to jump out to stop them, which shows that he is a kind person .

Zhuang Bufan said: "Exactly."

"It's a trivial matter." As Lu Ye said, he walked into the cabin and found the central magic circle that controlled the spirit ship. After a while, under his urging, the spirit ship floated to the ground.

While he was busy here, Zhuang Bufan had already entered the bottom warehouse, released the captive mortals, and at the same time inquired some news from them.

Zhuang Bufan's heart was heavy with the result of the inquiry.

"Let's all go, leave here, stay away from Selangor, and live somewhere else." On the deck, Zhuang Bufan waved to the mortals who were bowing to him.

There are more than 400 people released, many of them are young and strong. Although they lost their homes, they can still leave the land of Xuezhou as long as they support each other.

If possible, Zhuang Bufan would rather send them out of Selangor, but if he did, it would only bring them disaster.

Watching a large group of old and young leave, Zhuang Bufan turned to look at Lu Ye: "Brother Ye, let's say goodbye."

Lu Ye nodded slightly.

After a while, Zhuang Bufan was stunned: "Why don't you leave?"

Lu Ye said: "Brother Zhuang didn't leave either?"

Zhuang Bufan coughed a few times: "I am seriously injured, take a breath before leaving."

Lu Ye couldn't help laughing, but felt that this person was a little funny, shook his head slightly, jumped off the deck, and began to form formations around.

Zhuang Bufan poked his head out from the deck and asked curiously, "Brother Ye, what are you up to?"

Lu Ye didn't raise his head: "Brother Zhuang's injury is not serious, it's better to rest in peace, don't die in the hands of the enemy, and die first."

Zhuang Bufan looked solemn: "Since you have seen it, little brother, don't stay for long. The elders of Tianhe Sect must be at the ninth level, and you are no match." While speaking, he looked up not far away. It was Yiyi who took Ye Liuli's direction, "There are still people waiting for you over there, don't make them sad."

"So... I'm forming an formation!"

Zhuang Bufan was at a loss for words for a moment. Although he had deduced that Lu Ye's attainments in the formation were not low, but in the end it was only an inference. He had not witnessed Lu Ye's methods with his own eyes, and he did not know what Lu Ye's attainments in the formation were.

But Lu Ye's indifference at the moment gave him some confidence.

Maybe things are not as bad as I thought?

At this point, Zhuang Bufan said: "I have sent a message to a few friends about the evil deeds committed by the Tianhe Sect. They will find a way to contact Emperor Tianzong, King Kong Temple and Haoran Academy. It will not take a few days. The three major sects There will be some action. So as long as we can stop the pursuers, those mortals will have the hope of escaping, Brother Ye, tell me the truth, how sure are you?"

The reason why he didn't personally escort those mortals out of Selangor before was because the monks of the Tianhe Sect who died before had already sent a message to a certain elder of the Tianhe Sect, and there would be pursuers chasing them at any time.

Since they are elders, they must be at the ninth level. When they fight together, even if those mortals hide in the cabin, they will probably suffer countless deaths and injuries.

But he can't just leave, otherwise the rescued person will be arrested soon.

He didn't tell Lu Ye about these things, and was going to stay alone to stop the Tianhe Sect's pursuers.

Now that things are managed, there is no reason to give up halfway.

But he didn't want to, he didn't say anything, but Lu Ye saw his thoughts clearly.

He is a young man with a warm heart!

Zhuang Bufan didn't want to hurt Lu Ye more and more.

"If I say 100%, will Brother Zhuang believe it?" Lu Ye replied while setting up the formation.

Zhuang Bufan fell back on the deck, leaned his back against the wall of the ship, took out a jug of wine and took a sip, laughing loudly: "I believe it!"

To deal with a ninth-level realm, Lu Ye doesn't need to form an formation, but under the premise of not knowing how many enemies are coming, forming an formation is undoubtedly the safest way.

At that time, even if dozens of people from the Tianhe sect came and fell into the big formation, Lu Ye could tell them to come and go.

In just over an hour, the formation has been properly arranged.

Lu Ye flew to the deck, and Yiyi had already brought Ye Liuli over under his orders.

Zhuang Bufan looked at Lu Ye, then at Yiyi and Ye Liuli, he obviously misunderstood something, and sighed: "It's nice to be young!"

Lift your head and take another sip of wine. Your own era has passed. Fortunately, there are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it.

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