Although Lu Ye had been promoted to Tianjiu for a few days, since he had not demonstrated his cultivation in front of others since his promotion, he was still marked as Tianba on the Lingxi list.
In the entire Lingxi battlefield, no one except Hua Ci knew that he had been promoted to Tianjiu.
The first two times he left Ten Thousand Poison Forest, his whereabouts were quickly revealed, attracting many monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to chase and intercept him, causing great excitement.
This time it was much cleaner. Zhi Yu made the spirit boat fly hundreds of miles before he saw three streaks of light rushing past in the distance.
In the core circle, many monks fly up and down in the air for the convenience of traveling. Generally speaking, there is not much risk, because as long as you are alert enough, even if you are hit by the enemy, you will still have a chance to escape unless you are defeated by the enemy. The speed difference is too big.
Seeing those three streams of light, Lu Ye flew straight towards them.
The three people over there obviously saw Lu Ye, so they stopped and waited.
The three of them didn't know where they came from, let alone where they were going. Lu Ye didn't know their camp, and they didn't know Lu Ye's camp either. The reason why they dared to stop where they were was undoubtedly because of their strength in numbers.
If everyone is in the same camp, there will naturally be no disputes. If they are in hostile camps, with three against one, they can take advantage.
The distance between each other quickly narrowed.
When they reached about 100 feet, one of the three people suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. He looked towards Lu Ye with enough eyesight and said at the same time: "Senior Brother Li, do you think that guy looks like Lu Yiye?"
The other two people were startled, and the monk called Senior Brother Li said, "Don't scare me."
Suddenly, they remembered that this place was not too far from the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, and it was really possible to encounter Lu Yiye. He quickly used his eyesight, and what caught his eye was a young man approaching them quickly, with the young man still crouching on his shoulder. Holding a snow-white monster.
Who is it if it’s not Lu Yiye?
"Run!" The monk surnamed Li shouted, and the three of them suddenly panicked and set up their escape light to escape.
However, it was already too late. When the sound of breaking through the sky sounded, nine streams of light were divided into three batches and attacked the three people.
The cultivation of the three of them is not too high. How can two Tianba and one Tianqi block the power of Lu Ye's imperial weapon?
Short screams rang out, and blood fell from the sky. By the time Lu Ye arrived at their original location, all three of them were dead.
After being promoted to Tianjiu, Lu Ye's strength increased greatly, and he could kill these Ten Thousand Demon Ridge monks with greater ease.
Yiyi stepped out, swept the battlefield casually, took back the loot, and Lu Ye was on his way again.
Along the way, whenever he met a monk, Lu Ye would step forward to confirm the opponent's camp.
After a few days, none of the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge whom he encountered were spared, and they were all killed on the spot.
Three days later, Lu Ye's figure appeared outside the protective formation of the Wan Mo Ridge station called Xuan Qing Palace.
Eyes blessed by insightful spiritual patterns, observe the nodes of this formation.
A monk with long sleeves and wide robes arrived after hearing the news, and shouted to Lu Ye through the large screen of light: "Who is here?"
After asking, he looked at Lu Ye carefully, then his face changed drastically, and he cried out in horror: "Lu Yiye?"
The monk was so frightened that his face turned pale. He never expected that the famous Lu Yiye would suddenly appear outside his residence, and judging from his posture, it was obvious that he had come with bad intentions.
He hurriedly activated his spiritual power and shouted: "Lu Yiye is here!"
With a roar, the station suddenly boiled, and streams of light rose into the sky and rushed towards this direction.
Outside the large formation light screen, Lu Ye had raised his hand to shoot out several formation flags. As he performed some actions, the spiritual energy stopped flowing in the light screen in the area covered by the formation flags.
He raised his hand and lifted a corner of the formation like a door curtain, and Shi Shiran walked in.
At this time, several faster monks have arrived here, and more are already on the way.
Those monks who rushed here saw Lu Ye breaking into their residence, how could they be polite? They all mobilized their means to attack Lu Ye.
The moment the Panshan Sword was unsheathed, Lu Ye's figure moved and swayed with the blessing of the Wind Spirit Pattern, avoiding all attacks with incomparable precision, and rushed straight in front of a monk, raising the knife and dropping it.
Blood splatters!
He kept moving and rushed towards the next one...
In just three breaths, five corpses were lying on the spot, and blood was dripping from the Panshan knife.
More monks gathered, and one Tianjiu roared loudly: "Lu Yiye, you are looking for death!"
Breaking into one's own residence and killing people single-handedly was something that no one could bear. Looking at the figures lying in a pool of blood, the eyes of many monks in Xuanqing Palace turned red.
When the ninth cultivator finished speaking that day, a stream of Taoist magic and the power of imperial weapons rained down on Lu Ye.
There was a crashing sound and as fiery red spiritual power flowed, Lu Ye spread his wings from behind and soared into the sky. All attacks directed at him were hit in the air.
He crossed the crowd and stared at the Tianjiu cultivator who was shouting. The fiery red wings behind his back only flapped slightly twice before he pounced directly in front of the person.
An indescribable sense of oppression came towards him, accompanied by cold murderous intent. The anger and humiliation on the face of the nine monks that day had been replaced by shock and horror. Seeing Lu Ye rushing toward him, his body fell rapidly.
Although he has Tianjiu cultivation level, he is not even qualified to break into the Lingxi Ranking. How can he feel safe when being stared at by a Ranking One like Lu Ye.
Now if you want to kill Lu Ye, you can only rely on the advantage of numbers.
As his body moved, Lu Ye rushed forward.
Why is this guy so fast? This day, an idea popped into the mind of the ninth monk.
The flying wing spirit pattern is much more flexible than the flying weapon, not to mention that Lu Ye also blessed himself with the wind spirit pattern in order to advance faster.
With the two spiritual patterns activated at the same time, it is not an exaggeration to say that his speed is as fast as lightning.
The Panshan Sword wrapped in flames struck at Tianjiu cultivator. The opponent raised the spiritual weapon in his hand to resist. However, as soon as the two spiritual weapons came into contact, he felt an overwhelming force coming towards him. He held it in his hand. The spiritual weapon flew out of his hand, the tiger's mouth burst open, and his arm ached.
The whole person was suppressed by the huge force and fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Seeing that Lu Ye's second sword was about to strike, he was horrified. He hurriedly reached into his storage bag and took out a golden amulet.
Before he could slap the golden amulet on his body, Lu Ye's long knife had already been chopped off.
Blood spilled and bodies separated.
Waves of exclamations sounded from below, mixed with mournful roars.
Without him, the person Lu Ye killed was the guardian of Xuanqing Palace!
In the Xuanqing Palace, the guardian did a very good job and looked after his junior brothers and sisters. Seeing him beheaded, the monks in the Xuanqing Palace naturally felt sad.
Lu Ye didn't know that this was someone else's guardian envoy. He just made a guess. After all, even for the sects in the core circle, each family has a limited number of Tianjiu monks. Each one is a valuable talent. Be strong first. Killing one can relieve oneself from the pressure ahead, and can also deter the enemy.
But now it seems that the deterrent effect is not great, but it has inspired the determination of these Xuanqing Palace monks to share the same hatred.
Everyone looked at him with red eyes, almost overflowing with anger.
After killing the Tianjiu cultivator, Lu Ye fell down. When he reached the ground, he turned around and followed the direction of the ground, heading towards the place where the crowd was the densest.
The weapon box at his waist buzzed, and nine imperial weapons flew out, twisting and turning around each other, like a top crashing into the crowd. Lu Ye followed closely behind the imperial weapon top, and kept swinging and slashing with the Panshan Sword in his hand.
Screams and roars sounded one after another.
And Amber's roaring voice.
Every roar severely impacted the minds of the monks in front, making them dizzy. Lu Ye took the opportunity to kill him.
After a round of collision, more than ten corpses were lying on the spot. Lu Ye's whole body was stained red with blood, including his own and the enemy's.
With one enemy against many, it was impossible for him to remain unscathed. Fortunately, he had the guardian spirit pattern that he could use to protect his vital positions.
Lu Ye returned to the large light screen again, pointing the long knife diagonally at the ground, his eyes slightly lowered. Many Xuan Qing Palace monks opposite had lost their anger just now. Everyone looked at Lu Ye in disbelief. What should be a noisy scene turned out to be... It suddenly became extremely quiet.
Before that, if someone had told them that there was a person in this world who could single-handedly enter a sect’s headquarters and kill everyone, and that it was a core sect’s headquarters, no one would believe it. No matter how strong your strength is, it has its limits.
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Even Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian, among the three major cancers, could not do this at first. First of all, how to break through the protective formation and break into the station was a problem for them.
But now, such a thing is right in front of them, happening under their noses!
With a storm in their hearts, looking at the blood-covered figure in front of them, a group of monks from Xuanqing Palace wanted to ask, are you still a human being?
Lu Ye didn't waste any time. When the nine imperial weapons buzzed, he once again charged towards the enemy formation.
Taking a lesson from the past, the Xuan Qing Palace monks immediately dispersed and retreated towards the rear. Lu Ye followed them and chased them, rushing all the way, laying down corpses along the way.
Fight straight to the square in front of the Tianji Palace, where nearly seventy monks are already waiting and forming their troops.
There are not many monks stationed in the core circle. On average, each family has only more than a hundred people, and even if there are more people, it will not exceed 200.
The same goes for Xuan Qing Palace. The entire sect, including its own monks and other sects, only has about 120 people affiliated with it.
However, in just less than a cup of tea, nearly 30% of the 120 people had been killed!
The remaining people all gathered in front of Tianji Palace Square.
Physical cultivation comes first, military cultivation comes second, and legal cultivation comes third. As for the ghost cultivators, they have all hidden their traces, looking for suitable opportunities to launch an attack.
