Chapter 167 Saint

"Good!" A loud shout came from the top 20 Lingxi list warrior from Wanmo Ridge.

When the female cultivator stood on the stage, he also thought that the crazy people of the Holy Fire Sect had lost their minds and were going to provoke Tianji. Who would have thought that there would be such a stroke of genius to destroy one's own spiritual orifice!

This was undoubtedly taking advantage of the loophole in the Tianji Contract, but judging from Tianji's reaction, this loophole was so good that it was speechless.

After destroying one spiritual orifice, the female cultivator fell from the seventh level to the sixth level, which naturally met the agreement in the Tianji Contract. Now that even Tianji had retreated, the Haotian League had no place to vent even if they had a lot of complaints.

A sixth level cultivator who had just fallen from the seventh level was naturally stronger than an ordinary sixth level cultivator! This was the last hope of Wanmo Ridge.

Boom...

At the same time when the Wanmo Ridge warrior said "good", Lu Ye, already wrapped in blood, rushed towards the female cultivator of the Holy Fire Sect, as murderous as ever.

He had killed a sixth-level cultivator who had fallen from the seventh level when he was promoted to the fifth level. Although he was not in good condition at the moment and was not even sure what happened, since the other party was on the stage and standing in front of him, he would... kill him!

The distance of twenty feet was quickly shortened, and Lu Ye's figure was like a mad beast, with a strong oppressive force.

His bloodshot eyes were clear, reflecting the figure of the woman opposite.

Ten feet, five feet, the fiery red spiritual power began to cling to the long sword. Even though Lu Ye's spiritual power was no longer so pure at the moment, even though his spiritual weapon was broken, the blessing of the sharp spiritual pattern could still make this sword invincible.

The female cultivator of the Holy Fire Sect did not dodge, because she knew that she could not beat Lu Ye in speed. She was willing to destroy her spiritual orifice and go on stage to fight with Lu Ye. She had her own way to deal with it.

She raised her hands, her spiritual power surged, and a heart-shaped pendant on her chest floated up slightly, emitting a fiery red light. As her own spiritual power was madly poured in, a layer of protection suddenly opened on the pendant, and it expanded violently, wrapping her in it.

The protection was fiery red, as if magma was constantly flowing on it, covering the figure of the woman. When it appeared, the temperature of the entire Golden Light Top rose rapidly, and the ground that was originally stained with blood was dried up, emitting bursts of unpleasant smell.

"Molten Heart!" Someone from the Haotian League exclaimed, recognizing the origin of the pendant.

This is a unique defensive spiritual weapon of the Holy Fire Cult. Only five pieces can be made in each generation. Only their holy sons or holy daughters are qualified to own it. It has extremely strong protective power. In the same level of competition, it can be said that as long as the wearer's spiritual power is endless, the protection generated will not be broken, unless the strength gap is too large and the layer of protection is broken at once. However, if you really encounter an enemy with a huge strength gap, any defensive spiritual weapon will be useless.

The fact that she could possess the Molten Heart indicated that the female cultivator who was fighting this time was a Saint in the Holy Fire Sect.

A group of Haotian League cultivators cursed in their hearts. The people of the Holy Fire Sect were indeed crazy. A Saint was willing to destroy her spiritual orifices and lower her cultivation level in order to win a battle!

At this moment, Lu Ye had already rushed to the front of that layer of protection. The scorching temperature rushed over him, making his mouth dry. He ignored it and chopped it down with a knife.

In the previous battles, it was not that no one had sacrificed defensive spiritual weapons, but those defensive spiritual weapons often did not play a big role and were broken by him with a few knives.

However, this time when he chopped on the fiery red protection with a knife, he immediately noticed the difference. The defense was not hard, but gave people a very tough feeling. His sharp knife was like chopping on a piece of rubber.

Without hesitation, the second knife had been chopped out, followed by the third knife, the fourth knife...

The hand holding the knife had been burned, but Lu Ye seemed not to feel it. Under the watchful eyes of thousands of eyes, he chopped wildly.

"It's bad." Li Baxian's face was solemn. Although he couldn't see clearly what the Holy Fire Cult's Saint was doing in the defense, she was definitely preparing a powerful and large-scale spell.

The tragic deaths of the magic cultivators who had fought against Lu Ye before made the Wanmo Ridge understand one thing, that is, in this arena, it is difficult for magic cultivators to pose any threat to Lu Ye, because he has a defensive spiritual pattern that can be released at will. The defensive power of the spiritual pattern is extremely outstanding, and every spell can be easily blocked by him.

If this Holy Fire Cult's Saint really fights with Lu Ye like the previous magic cultivators, even if she fell from the seventh level, she can't hold on for too long.

There is only one way to rely on magic to win Lu Ye, that is to use a large-scale magic to make Lu Ye's defensive spiritual pattern defenseless.

Ordinary seventh-level magic cultivators are not qualified to practice such a large-scale magic, and they must be at least ninth-level cultivators, but this is the Holy Fire Cult's Saint, and her talent must be extraordinary.

That's why she directly activated the protective power of Molten Fire Core to ensure that her magic would not be disturbed.

On the stage, Lu Ye also vaguely noticed this, so he swung his sword much faster.

At the same time, inside the flame protection, the face of the Holy Fire Saint, who had been as usual even though her spiritual power was destroyed, changed slightly.

Because she felt that the spiritual power in her body was decreasing madly, which caused a ripple in her calm mind, and she was secretly surprised at the strength of her opponent's attack.

You know, although the protection of her Molten Fire Core is extremely good, the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, it consumes a lot of energy.

This consumption is linked to her spiritual power. This layer of defense is not impossible to break, but it is repaired frantically while being attacked, and the power of repair comes from her spiritual power.

The greater the intensity of the attack, the faster her spiritual power is consumed!

She once fought with a cultivator of the Haotian League who was also at the seventh level. The opponent's attack on the Molten Core defense caused her spiritual power consumption, which seemed to be not as fast as this time!

Every knife the opponent chopped could make her spiritual power reserve disappear out of thin air. After a few knives, 10% of her spiritual power was gone.

That broken knife... was really sharp.

Fortunately, she was not prepared to fight a protracted war with Lu Ye. She only had one magic to deal with Lu Ye!

The spiritual power reserve continued to decline. In just ten breaths, her spiritual power was only more than 60%.

The winner was decided!

She exhaled lightly and pushed her hands outwards gently. With her action, the hot and violent breath spread out, and the remaining 60% of the spiritual power in her body was like a flood that was released from the floodgates, and it was madly lost!

At the same time, outside the layer of protection that was like flowing magma, Lu Ye retreated rapidly. From the beginning, he had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, as if there was a voice shouting in his ear, retreat quickly, or you will die!

Almost at the moment he retreated, the protection in front of him was broken, not by him, but by a violent force from the inside.

The fiery red color instantly filled Lu Ye's vision, accompanied by the breath of burning everything, which embraced him and wrapped him.

The twenty-foot ring was almost filled with raging flames in an instant. The flames were not ordinary flames, but rather like the dilution of magma. This instantaneous change made the monks watching the battle near the ring retreat quickly. For a moment, no one could see what was happening on the ring.

But it is undeniable that a fifth-level cultivator was shrouded by such a magic, and it would be impossible for him to survive anyway.

As soon as Li Baxian made a move, Wei Yang grabbed him and said, "Don't be impulsive, Junior Brother is not dead!"

Although she couldn't see the situation clearly, she could feel that the breath of Junior Brother on the stage had not been annihilated. She was extremely sensitive to the breath of life. As long as it was not annihilated, she could save him!

But if Li Baxian rushed out at this time, he could certainly snatch Junior Brother back, but the situation would not be optimistic.

After hearing Wei Yang's words, Li Baxian resisted the urge to attack.

The scorching power on the stage was slowly dissipating. The muddy golden light top had been burned dry at this moment, and even glass-like crystals were born.

The hazy situation began to become clear.

On one side of the stage, the saint of the Holy Fire Sect was pale without a trace of blood. There was even blood flowing out of her seven orifices. Her breath was extremely weak, as if she could fall down at any time.

She consumed too much. The protection of the Molten Heart made her consume 30% to 40% of her spiritual power, and that large-scale magic almost drained her.

Strictly speaking, that spell was not something a cultivator of her level should perform. She couldn't control it perfectly, and there was a great possibility that it would backfire on her, but in order to deal with Lu Ye, she had no choice.

Fortunately, her willpower was strong enough to barely complete the spell, but it also made her a little exhausted. Although the backlash was not great, she was seriously injured.

At this moment, her spiritual orifices were being burned by the power of the holy fire. If she didn't get timely treatment, she would be useless if she didn't die.

She raised her lifeless eyes and looked forward, wanting to see what would happen to her opponent.

In the twisted heat wave, a figure with steam coming out of his body rushed out brazenly. His naked upper body had many festering burns, and even his hair was burned into a mess. The same was true for his lower body clothes, which were tightly attached to his flesh and blood. Every step he took, a bright red blood footprint appeared on the ground. Under the high temperature, the blood dried up quickly.

The Holy Maiden of the Holy Fire Cult finally changed her face!

Not dead!

How could he not be dead?

The opponent did have defensive spiritual patterns, but even if he did, he should not be able to block her magic. As long as he was still on the stage, he would definitely die.

At this moment, the Saint almost suspected that someone was secretly helping Lu Ye.

But the strong man on her side did not say anything, which meant that this possibility was not great.

The enemy was not dead and rushed towards her. Although his speed was not fast and his body was staggering, the distance between them was rapidly shortening. It was foreseeable that when the opponent rushed in front of her, that would be her death!