The death of two powerful Yunhe ninth-level monks caused panic to spread.
The main reason was that Chu Yun and Zhou Pei died too quickly. In front of Lu Ye, they seemed to have no power to fight back.
This undoubtedly had a huge impact on the many monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who were chasing after them.
"Why are you still hesitating? Let's take action together and kill him!" Tan Sheng suddenly shouted sharply.
Lu Ye's performance is certainly shocking, and his improvement in strength is also incredible, but after all, he is only alone, so what can he do no matter how strong he is?
He could kill more than a dozen people, but could he really kill dozens or hundreds of people?
Even so, there are two hundred monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge gathered here, and they can grind him to death!
It is said that two fists are difficult to beat with four hands.
The difference in numbers is the biggest advantage of the Wan Mo Ridge side.
It has to be said that although the cultivation levels of these monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge are uneven and they come from all over the world, they all have a vicious temperament.
So even though the scene just now shocked their hearts, after Tan Sheng's words fell, many monks still took action.
After witnessing Lu Ye's sword that killed Chu Yun, no one dared to step forward easily. They all used their own weapons or spells to attack Lu Ye.
Lu Ye's spiritual power and blood surged all over his body, intertwining into a solid protection, filled with a scarlet color. At first glance, his whole body seemed to be on fire.
Facing the many attacks coming from all directions, he only focused on one direction. A pair of fiery red spiritual wings spread out behind him, his body swayed, and he rushed towards that direction.
Although there are thousands of people, I will go!
The unparalleled bravery coincided with the essence of the hegemonic sword technique. Even in the midst of a fierce battle, Lu Ye still had many mysterious insights flowing through his heart. He had no time to realize it. After such a battle, there was no time to do anything else.
As Lu Ye charged forward, many of the cultivators from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge in this direction naturally dispersed in a hurry. However, after all, some people did not react quickly enough and could not escape even when Lu Ye was approaching.
The whole body was filled with the momentum of moving forward bravely, and the Panshan sword slashed out with a bright light. When the figure waving its wings passed through the crowd, blood spattered, screams were heard, and a figure fell from the sky.
Several people were killed with one strike. Although the few people who died were not of high cultivation, they could still make achievements in such a situation, which shows the ferocity of this strike.
Before this was over, Lu Ye stared at the figure of a cultivator from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who was fleeing in front, and suddenly grabbed hold of the man who was not holding a knife.
In the palm of his hand, he grasped a ball of condensed fiery red spiritual power.
The mass of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye was squirming and changing. Under his exquisite control, it outlined mysterious and complex lines. It sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, grew rapidly, and turned into a long whip in the blink of an eye.
The magic whip reappears.
The long whip was raised and the figure was whipped hard.
It hit the vest of the monk from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.
With this whip, the soul of the monk from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge was almost pulled out. When the shrill screams sounded, he felt extremely sad and angry deep in his heart.
"why me!"
With so many people fleeing, why should I be targeted?
And at the moment when he was hit by the God-beating Whip, he finally realized what Chu Yun felt before, and also understood why such a powerful ninth-level magic cultivator didn't even have the strength to resist in front of Lu Ye.
Because when the whip was pulled down, the spiritual energy in his body was scattered, making him almost unable to maintain his figure.
Without giving him any time to resist, the divine whip had rolled him up and locked him in place. Lu Ye's figure passed by him, the Panshan knife slashed through a subtle arc, and then ignored him.
The man was left falling straight to the ground, his life dissipated.
Chasing the monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who were fleeing in all directions, they kept pulling out the magic whip in their hands, and each time they were rewarded. In a short period of time, more than ten people were killed.
In the same realm, killing enemies is like chopping melons and vegetables. In the past, these monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge only thought that this was an exaggeration to describe a person's power.
But today, I have seen it with my own eyes.
Everyone is terrified!
In terms of speed, they were not as fast as Lu Ye, so they couldn't escape at all, and Lu Ye could also use the magic whip to restrain the enemy.
During the fierce battle, a monk who was full of vitality suddenly seized the opportunity and hit Lu Ye from the side.
Facing such a ferocious enemy, at this time, only a physically strong practitioner has the courage.
This physical practitioner who suddenly took action had been hidden in the crowd before, and it was not until this moment that he suddenly started to attack, and his physical training was not noticed by Lu Ye.
Yunhe ninth level!
I have to say that at such a time, having such a physical cultivator step forward made many cultivators in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge feel lucky and at ease.
The physical cultivator held a large spiritual weapon shield in one hand and a mace-like spiritual weapon in the other. Supplemented by his already burly figure, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.
At this moment, Lu Ye's magic whip just happened to roll up a person not far away. He got this opportunity, took advantage of the opportunity, and pushed forward fiercely with the large shield in his hand!
Like a mountain, it hit Lu Ye hard.
However, Lu Ye didn't move at all, his body was horrified. The moment his spiritual weapon's large shield hit him, he felt like he didn't hit a person, but a thousand-year-old tree rooted in the ground.
Surprised, he raised the spiritual weapon in his other hand high and hit Lu Ye on the head: "Death!"
This stick hit like a mountain, and with the explosion of all his strength, he was confident that no one in the same realm could stop him.
Even if Lu Yiye's head is not smashed, he will definitely be severely injured.
Once this happens, if everyone around him takes action again, he will definitely die.
The many thoughts that were going through his mind were suddenly overwhelmed by boundless horror, because facing his menacing blow, Lu Ye raised his sword and faced it.
Last come first...
The collision of each other's spiritual weapons and spiritual power caused a loud bang.
The power of the mountain pressing down suddenly dissipated, and the mace that was smashed down was also firmly held up.
The body cultivator's eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead, and he lost his voice: "You..."
How could you, a military cultivator, be so powerful?
However, before he finished speaking, an even more powerful force burst out.
Like an earth dragon turning over, a strong sense of power came from the front. The soldier shouted in his heart that something was wrong. It was too late to do anything, and his whole body was sent flying.
Fortunately, he had a large spiritual weapon protecting him in front of him, otherwise this sword would probably break him in two.
"Lu Yiye!" Xia Liang's roar rang out, and the sharp sword intent swept across, the sword light flashed, wrapping Lu Ye who was standing there.
At the same time, Tan Sheng also attacked from the side.
Ever since Lu Ye took action, the two of them had been looking for opportunities. However, Lu Ye was hunting down those monks from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who were fleeing in all directions. They were chasing Lu Ye, but they were unable to take action at all.
Until this moment, Lu Ye was blocked for a moment by a body cultivator who suddenly appeared, giving them a good opportunity to take action.
Especially at this time, Lu Ye had his back turned to him. Although Xia Liang didn't want to take advantage of others' danger, but the other party was Lu Yiye, there was nothing to say.
When a guard spirit pattern that suddenly appeared was shattered by his sword, he watched as Tan Sheng, who was rushing towards him, was knocked away faster than when he came.
Before he could cause real damage to Lu Ye, Lu Ye suddenly turned around and slashed him with his backhand.
Xia Liangliang felt a sudden warning sign and instinctively raised his knife to parry.
With a bang...
As if being hit by a meteorite, Xia Liang's entire body turned into a stream of light and flew straight towards the ground, directly making a dent in the ground.
He stood up in embarrassment, only to feel the blood surging in his chest and abdomen, and his mouth and tongue were filled with the smell of blood.
So strong!
Xia Liang's eyes were shaking violently. When he realized that Lu Ye was already at the eighth level of Yunhe, he was already mentally prepared that he was no match for him.
But only by truly facing it can you realize the terror and power of the other party.
Compared to the time before when Lu Ye was attacked by him, Tan Sheng, and Chu Yun Zhoupei outside the Hundred Formation Tower, Lu Ye had completely changed.
What made him feel even more horrified and sad was that after repelling him, Lu Ye did not choose to chase him, but instead rushed to kill wherever there were many people...
This seemed to mean that I, who had once been able to chase Lu Ye across the mountains and escape, was no longer qualified to be his opponent.
"Damn it!" Xia Liang almost bit his back molars to pieces. After calming down the blood in his chest for a while, Xia Liang soared into the sky again.
As the core disciple of this generation of Crazy Blade Sect, he shoulders the responsibility of shining the sect. When has he ever been looked down upon and scorned like this?
On the other side, Tan Sheng felt the same way, and made the same choice as Xia Liang.
The monks in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge were complaining endlessly. At this moment, it looked like they were besieging Lu Ye, but in fact it was like an ancient ferocious beast was grabbing at them. Wherever Lu Ye pounced, he would Wherever it brings the breath of death.
Heads and limbs severed by long knives kept falling from the sky.
Of the two hundred people who were hunted down from Tianji City, there are now only more than a hundred left, and the loss rate is as high as about 40%.
"Hold on, he's dying!" In despair, someone roared encouragingly.
In such a chaotic and fierce battle, even if Lu Ye had the guardian spirit pattern to protect his body, he would not be able to escape unscathed. At this point in the battle, his clothes were stained red with blood, both his own and those of his enemies.
The upper body clothes were almost broken into rags, hanging on his body. Through the tattered gaps in the clothes, the scars on his body were vaguely visible.
This is why even though Lu Ye killed many enemies and acted so ferociously, these cultivators from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge still did not retreat.
Although Lu Ye's strength is terrifying, manpower is sometimes scarce after all. He has suffered so many injuries and must be at the end of his strength.
If you give up at this time, all your previous efforts will be in vain!
At this point in the war, even if it wasn't for the huge bounty, and even if there was no grudge against Lu Ye before, I still wanted to witness the outcome with my own eyes.
A result that everyone was looking forward to, the fall of the genius!
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