In the wooden house, Lu Ye accepted the challenge and chose the terrain of the fighting battlefield. A mysterious secret fell from the sky, and the figures of one man and one tiger disappeared quickly.
It was still the fighting battlefield that only covered a few dozen feet in radius. Lu Ye stood firm, waited for the white light in his field of vision to dissipate, and raised his eyes to look at the opposite side.
On the other side of the fighting battlefield, a tall woman wearing purple clothes stood there quietly. The woman's appearance was undoubtedly very beautiful, her figure was also excellent, and her whole person exuded a quiet and elegant temperament.
This woman's name is Lan Ziyi, and she is wearing a purple dress, so she lives up to her name.
Lu Ye looked down and raised his brows imperceptibly.
He was sizing up the opponent, and the other side was also sizing up him. As the strongest person in both camps, it wasn't that there was any sympathy. It was instinct to observe the opponent before a battle.
There were no traces of any spiritual weapon on Lan Ziyi's body. Lu Ye secretly wondered if he was a magic cultivator?
But looking at the other party's attire, they don't look alike.
Whether it is or not, you will know after you try it.
The weapon box at his waist buzzed, and nine streaks of light were like tigers coming out of the gate, chasing the stars and chasing the moon towards Lan Ziyi, and passed half of the distance of dozens of feet in the blink of an eye.
Lan Ziyi raised his hand and moved forward, and a pure spiritual power turned into a spiritual power line and shot out.
This is not a spell, but a precise control of one's own spiritual power, but its power is no worse than any spell.
What's even more surprising is that after flying out, this line of spiritual power suddenly divided into nine parts and attacked into nine streams of light.
There was a series of clanging sounds, and all nine of Lu Ye's imperial weapons were blocked.
Not only that, more spiritual power lines were shot out from the opposite side, one after another. Some spiritual power lines did not change, and some suddenly bifurcated. In an instant, the space in front of Lu Ye was intertwined into a large net by many spiritual power lines, heading towards He was under the hood.
Such a spiritual power net sealed the sky and the earth, and there was no way Lu Ye could avoid it.
The Panshan Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and slashed forward.
A fiery red stream of light flashed, and a hole was opened in the spiritual power net covering Lu Ye. Lu Ye had already sprung out like an arrow from a string, killing Lan Ziyi.
The opponent looked like a Dharma cultivator, so Lu Ye naturally had to fight her closely so that he could give full play to his advantages.
However, just as Lu Ye rushed out, he heard the sound of Qingyue's clang, and when he raised his eyes, more than a dozen streams of light were already coming towards him.
Those many streams of light are all flying swords!
Dharma cultivation urges the sword to fly? This is not common.
Lu Ye was calm and calm. Under the control of his mind, the nine imperial weapons surrounding him met the flying swords. At the same time, he kept walking and charged forward.
The sound of clanking was endless, and the weapons of both sides collided and clashed in mid-air, with sparks flying.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Ye was already ten feet away from Lan Ziyi, the Panshan knife was wrapped in flames, and murderous intent burst out.
Lan Ziyi, who was standing still without moving, raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a big sword was caught in his hand. Lu Ye didn't even see how the sword appeared.
This is a two-handed sword. It is much wider and thicker than an orthodox long sword. If it is held in the hand of a woman like Lan Ziyi, there will undoubtedly be a strong visual conflict.
She grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, facing Lu Ye's slash, and faced it with a sword!
boom……
In the fighting battlefield, the air wave swept across and the spiritual power was violent. At the moment, Lu Ye's body shook and he stabilized his body.
Opposite Lan Ziyi also arched his body slightly and did not take a step back.
This surprised Lu Ye, because no Lingxi realm monk had ever taken his sword without retreating. Even Tianjiu's physical training found it difficult to do so.
But such a beautiful and tall woman did it.
This guy is definitely not a Dharma cultivator!
What made Lu Ye even more concerned was that from beginning to end, this woman had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her silent demeanor was a bit aloof.
Han Tiejun was right, this woman worked a lot, and she really faced the battle with a game attitude.
There was a stalemate at close range, the two were less than a foot apart, their eyes facing each other, one red and one basket of two-colored spiritual powers colliding fiercely under their respective stimulation.
Normally in this situation, it’s time for the Rizhao Spirit Pattern to appear...
The spiritual light flashed on Panshan's sword, and at the same time as it exploded with dazzling light, Lu Ye suddenly felt the power of Peiran Moyu coming from in front of him. Driven by that violent force, he actually floated back several feet.
At the same time, Lan Ziyi retreated and closed her eyes tightly.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
Around the two of them, royal weapons and flying swords were still constantly clashing. Even when each other's swords were intersecting, the battle did not stop.
This is undoubtedly a test of a person's mind. Lu Ye's mind is strong because he has refined his soul in the soul-washing pool and subsequently consumed a lot of soul-washing water.
Kelan Ziyi's mental strength is not inferior to Lu Ye's at all, which is a bit incredible.
Just as they were retreating, a flying sword broke through the blockade of Lu Ye's imperial weapon and struck him silently.
Lu Ye hadn't even landed on the ground, and without even looking, he thrust out his sword. The powerful destructive power dimmed the aura of the flying sword, and it flew directly to the edge of the fighting battlefield.
The invincible sunshine spirit pattern failed to work wonders this time. Lan Ziyi's reaction was too fast. The moment she realized something was wrong, she pushed Lu Ye away and closed her eyes tightly.
When the light dissipated, the two figures rushed toward each other at the same time, and there was another fierce collision, like two mountains colliding together. The big sword and the long knife were clinging to different colors of light, strangled in one place, and murderous intent burst out.
Lu Ye's eyes narrowed, and he realized something was wrong when he was pushed away.
This woman's strength was a bit too much, and she felt it more clearly now. Every time the swords crossed, his arm holding the sword shook slightly, and the tiger's mouth gradually became numb.
He was simply unbelievable.
In the competition of strength, he actually lost to a woman!
Judging from the opponent's energy and blood, it is not so strong that it is impossible to explode with such a powerful force.
During the confrontation, Lu Ye thought of a possibility and immediately constructed insight patterns in his eyes.
With insight, he finally saw clearly.
In terms of the power of qi and blood, Lan Ziyi is indeed not as good as herself, but this woman is obviously proficient in the art of moving blood. Every time the big sword cuts down, she can perfectly exert all her power, so her explosive power is Stronger than myself.
This was something that Lu Ye could not achieve. Although he had practiced the blood-moving technique for several days, he was far from being as proficient as others.
If we really want to compare, if the power in Lu Ye's body is one hundred, then Lan Ziyi only has seventy or eighty at most. However, Lu Ye can only exert half of his own power without activating the blood-moving technique. The blood removal technique can be on par with the opponent's, but it is impossible to achieve her level of proficiency.
On the other hand, Lan Ziyi can exert all her power anytime and anywhere.
Lu Ye didn't dare to use the blood-moving technique at will. The battle had just begun. It was undoubtedly very irrational to rush to use his trump card before knowing the details of the opponent.
The so-called trump card is something that is used to make the final decision!
Although he is not as powerful as others, fortunately, Lu Ye still has spiritual patterns that can activate him. Fengxing, heavy pressure, sharp and various spiritual patterns can be activated in various ways, but Lan Ziyi suffered a lot of hidden losses. For a while, The two men fought inextricably.
Amber wandered on the edge of the battlefield, Yiyi hid underground, and neither participated in the battle.
All the spirits and tigers knew what Lu Ye was thinking. It was rare to encounter such an opponent. Naturally, they had to have a good fight first to hone themselves. Otherwise, there would be no point in swarming the opponent even if they defeated the opponent.
The imperial weapons and flying swords clashing in the sky gradually became silent...
Both Lu Ye and Lan Ziyi were aware of the strength of the other party. Facing such an opponent, no one could afford to be distracted anymore, so they both withdrew their royal weapons and flying swords.
There was another fierce collision. The heavy pressure of the spirit pattern caused Lan Ziyi to dwarf and almost kneel on the ground. Taking advantage of the opponent's momentary negligence, Lu Ye's energy and blood gathered crazily towards his right arm. In an instant, his entire right arm His arms swelled and his skin turned red.
A flash of spiritual light flashed on Panshan's sword, and it was blessed with sharp edges.
A flash!
Got it!
This sword slashed at Lan Ziyi's waist. With a flash of explosion and the blessing of the sharp spirit marks on both sides, no one in the Lingxi realm could block this blow. Lan Ziyi's most likely outcome was to be struck by this sword. Divided into two, he died suddenly on the spot.
However, the next moment, Lu Ye realized something was wrong.
This knife indeed hit Lan Ziyi, but the opponent's body was not cut open. The moment the long knife fell, Lu Ye clearly saw a thick barrier surrounding Lan Ziyi.
The huge force sent Lan Ziyi flying out, and she rolled several times in mid-air before landing awkwardly.
However, Lu Ye's abdomen also felt pain. The moment the opponent flew away, the big sword stabbed Lu Ye's body, three inches into his flesh. If he hadn't slashed Lan Ziyi away, the sword would have almost stabbed him. Wear it right!
The trauma caused by such a big sword being stabbed into the body is extremely considerable.
Lu Ye's abdomen immediately spurted blood and he staggered back.
He quickly built a blood-stained spirit pattern on his chest, and the gushing blood gathered under the pull of the spirit pattern.
Standing there, Lu Ye frowned and looked at the woman over there.
I couldn't figure out what kind of protection it was that could actually block him from blessing the sharp spiritual patterns and triggering the flash of the blood-moving technique!
There were no signs of Lan Ziyi activating the spiritual weapon, which meant that layer of protection was her own.
Trouble!
If you can't even break through the opponent's protection with a single dodge, how can you kill him?
On the other side, Lan Ziyi was half-crouched, with his big sword hitting the ground, his feet plowing two lines of traces in the battlefield, and barely managed to avoid falling.
Although she didn't know what means she used to block the fatal blow and avoid the fate of being chopped in half by Lu Ye, the violent impact could not be alleviated, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth at this moment.
She stood up slowly with her sword in hand, looking at Lu Ye curiously with her eyes, as if she wanted to look at him again.
