Chapter 305: Ambush

"Oh?"

Lu Ye's expression was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that he couldn't kill this ghost cultivator with one sword. However, after seeing the old man's face clearly, he realized that this should be the so-called old ninth-level realm.

It is indeed well-deserved. Ordinary ninth-level realms can't take his sword that has accumulated momentum. These old ninth-level realms who have lived for many years are still quite capable.

For some reason, a strong spiritual power fluctuation came from behind the ghost cultivator, and then a bright rope fell from the sky. It was Yiyi who was hiding in the dark and cast a soul-binding lock on the old ghost cultivator. This technique was not taught by the headmaster. When the headmaster taught Yiyi, Yiyi was not able to master such a profound technique.

This is the technique that Yiyi saw those immortal guards perform in Xianyuan City, and then she realized it herself, because she felt that this technique was very suitable for locking and capturing people.

When the unsuspecting ghost cultivator noticed the abnormality, it was too late. Under the bright soul-binding lock, he was tied up tightly.

He struggled with all his might, and his spiritual power surged wildly. He was horrified to find that the soul-binding chain was extremely strong. Although he could get rid of it, it would take some time.

A stream of light came towards him, pierced through his eye sockets, and went out from behind his head. The old ghost cultivator instantly became stiff.

When Yiyi dispersed the magic, the thin body fell to the ground with a plop.

"Let's go."

Lu Ye called out, picked up the old ghost cultivator's storage bag, and Amber jumped onto his shoulder. The giant armor sacrificed his flying spiritual weapon.

A moment later, a stream of light soared into the sky, which was very conspicuous in the night.

At the same time, several rays of light flew out from somewhere below, heading straight to intercept this side. Obviously, they were all monks from Wanmo Ridge who were searching for Lu Ye nearby.

"Kill him!" Someone shouted.

Before the monks switched to the heavenly level, they would not fight with others while flying with their flying tools, because they did not have enough control over their own spiritual power. It was very dangerous to do so. Even if they were stronger than others, they might be knocked down and fall from dozens of feet. If they could not slow down, they could only wait for death.

There were four monks from Wanmo Ridge who intercepted them, and they had an absolute advantage in numbers, but they still did not dare to fight with Lu Ye in mid-air, because it was rumored that Lu Yiye of the Bixue Sect had a flying wing tattoo that could fly in the air, and it was obviously unwise to fight with him in mid-air.

As the man's voice fell, streams of light from the flying tools came straight towards this side, and they were close in an instant.

The giant armor standing in the front concentrated on controlling his flying spiritual tool, and the spiritual tool immediately shuttled through the attacks like a dancing butterfly, without being hurt at all.

This scene not only surprised the monks from Wanmo Ridge who took action, but also surprised Lu Ye.

Although the giant armor guy looks big and strong, he is very delicate when controlling the flying spiritual weapon. Lu Ye thought he could not do it to his level.

The distance between them quickly narrowed, and the monks of Wanmo Ridge who were blocking the front looked terrified. Although they tried their best to activate their spiritual weapons to turn around and chase, they still couldn't catch up.

Lu Ye reached into his storage bag and threw it forward. Four spiritual weapons flew out. Each spiritual weapon flashed with light and was blessed by Feng Xing.

Screams rang out, and immediately two monks of Wanmo Ridge were pierced through the body by the spiritual weapons, and fell headfirst to the ground. It seemed that they were most likely to die.

Although the remaining two were injured by the flying weapons, they did not fall down and barely escaped.

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, four streams of light attacked them again.

Two more screams.

If the four people joined forces on the ground, Lu Ye might have to spend some time to deal with them, but it would not be so troublesome in the air.

Almost without a pause, the giant armor drove his flying spiritual weapon to the distance, and a dazzling light band slid down the night sky.

Along the way, there were occasional monks from Wanmo Ridge who got the news in advance and intercepted them with flying weapons. However, this time was different from the last time. Last time, he rode on Amber to escape. Although the speed was not slow, it was definitely not fast. He was extremely embarrassed by being chased and intercepted. This time, the giant armor flew with flying weapons, which was too maneuverable.

In addition, Wanmo Ridge did not dare to make a big fuss, so as not to cause a backlash from Haotian League, so the people sent out were all monks of the eighth and ninth levels.

This resulted in the fact that Wanmo Ridge could not form a large-scale interception.

Every time three or five people came, they basically never came back.

After several times like this, the monks of Wanmo Ridge no longer dared to act rashly.

News spread outwards one after another. The monks of Wanmo Ridge roughly determined the direction of Lu Ye's advance through his movements. Although they did not know his final destination, they had gathered people in the distance, waiting for Lu Ye to break into the encirclement and then give him a fatal blow.

One day later, when the giant armor flew over a river that was as winding as a dragon, twenty streams of light in the sky in front of him came towards him, with a fierce momentum.

At the same time, under the river, there were almost twenty figures rising into the sky, blocking the retreat. spanstyle>谷/spanstyle>

In the blink of an eye, the front road was blocked and the back road was cut off.

Without Lu Ye's instructions, the giant armor had already driven the spiritual weapon to the side, but not long after flying, dozens of streams of light rose into the sky on the hillside over there.

It must be said that Wanmo Ridge's arrangement this time was very thorough and the judgment was very accurate. An ambush circle was set up in advance on Lu Ye's way forward, waiting for him to break into it and then close the net.

In fact, it is not just a matter of judgment. The main thing is that there are two such encirclements nearby. As long as Lu Ye's direction does not deviate too much from their judgment, he will inevitably fall into an ambush.

At this time, it is obviously too late to retreat. It is not realistic to press the escape light. If he really falls to the ground, he will die.

Lu Ye's eyes drooped slightly, and he took out four magic weapons from the storage bag. He silently activated the spiritual power, and the four spiritual weapons floated beside him.

Yiyi showed up and stood behind Lu Ye.

The spiritual power surged around the giant armor, and the light of the magic weapon suddenly accelerated and rushed forward. In the current situation, if you want to survive, you can only focus on one direction to break through, so as to withstand the least pressure.

As long as the speed of the giant armor's magic weapon is fast enough, the first two groups of Wanmo Ridge monks will not be able to pose a threat to them.

So what they need to deal with is just a group of enemies intercepted in front of them.

The distance between each other quickly narrowed. In the opposite camp, seven or eight magic cultivators took the lead in activating magic, and colorful light covered this side in an instant.

The flying magic weapon of the giant armor danced again. Under the stunned gaze of a group of monks from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, it dodged in the air and avoided the attacks of those magics at the most thrilling moment.

They had never seen anyone who could play the flying magic weapon so well. Such control of spiritual power was really beyond comparison.

As the distance continued to close, the frequency of magic attacks began to increase, because those magic cultivators found that the powerful magics they had tried their best to activate could not do anything to the opponent, so they chose those small magics with fast casting speed.

This made the giant armor quite overwhelmed and could no longer avoid all the attacks, but he was also smart. He would rather let those magics hit him than let them attack his flying magic weapon.

He had thick skin and strong blood, so it didn't matter if he was hit by those small magics a few times, but the flying magic weapon was different. This thing didn't have too strong protection. If it was really hit a few times, it might be destroyed.

Yiyi also made a move. When she did, all the magic cultivators on the opposite side began to feel ashamed, because whether it was the speed of casting spells, the types of spells, or the power, Yiyi was far ahead of them.

Although she was alone, the spells she burst out in a short period of time were no less than those of three or four ordinary magic cultivators working together.

The spells of each other collided and clashed in mid-air, the spiritual energy was turbulent and chaotic, and the rumbling sound was endless. In this chaotic situation, in the camp of Wanmo Ridge on the opposite side, a soldier suddenly pulled a strong bow, and the bowstring was almost pulled into a full moon shape by him. The bow and even the surface of the cultivator himself were flashing with spiritual light.

"Swish!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a four-foot-long arrow almost flew in front of the giant armor at the moment of flying. The speed of this arrow exceeded all spells, and even the power of the imperial weapon could not match it. Judging from the power of this arrow, it was obviously extremely strong.

The giant armor, who was concentrating on controlling his flying spiritual weapon, had no way to avoid it. He roared and raised his arms, crossing them in front of him. He didn't know when he had worn a pair of black wrist guards on his arms. The wrist guards were obviously also good spiritual weapons, giving people a sense of solidity and heaviness.

The breath of the cultivator who shot the arrow was slightly disordered. The arrow he shot with all his strength obviously had a lot of damage. Seeing the action of the giant armor, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

He had also heard of the name of the giant armor. His full-strength attack might pose a threat to ordinary physical cultivators, but it was useless against the giant armor.

His arrow was not aimed at the giant armor at all.

The light of the arrow suddenly went down diagonally at the moment when it was about to hit the giant armor. Judging from the angle, it was obviously aimed at the flying spiritual weapon of the giant armor.

The target of this group of people from beginning to end was only this flying spiritual weapon!

Seeing that this person was about to achieve his goal, the front of the flying spiritual weapon was suddenly covered by a layer of spiritual patterns, and the spiritual patterns formed an extremely thick protection in the blink of an eye.

Behind the giant armor, Lu Ye half-crouched down and put one hand on the surface of the flying spiritual weapon.

With his current control of his own spiritual power, it is no problem to bless the giant armor flying spiritual weapon with a protective spiritual pattern.

Boom...

The arrow hit the spiritual weapon, bursting with a loud noise and chaotic spiritual power. Although it failed to completely destroy the spiritual weapon as expected, the huge force still hit the spiritual weapon to the left and right and fell downwards.

The giant armor hurriedly controlled it with his heart and finally stabilized it.

However, with such a delay, more magic has already attacked, which is not the most serious. The more serious thing is that the two groups of Wanmo Ridge monks encountered at the beginning have quickly approached and are about to be within the opponent's attack range.