Chapter 353: The Dignity of Physical Cultivation

"Sister, I want to challenge him!"

In the silent atmosphere, the scolded monk suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Lu Ye, who was chewing the elixir and his cheeks bulging.

"Are you his opponent?"

"Whether he is an opponent or not, we will know after we fight!" The monk stiffened his neck.

Feng Yuechan raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "If you want to challenge him, it depends on whether he is willing or not."

As she said this, she lowered her head and looked at Lu Ye.

The four looked at each other, and Lu Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a sense of inquiry.

Feng Yuechan nodded slightly.

The silent communication was completed in this moment, and Lu Ye suddenly realized that this Sister Feng was also a wonderful person. She obviously knew the real purpose of his coming to Danxinmen and making such a scene.

"Okay!" Lu Ye nodded.

Feng Yuechan turned her head and looked at a female cultivator standing aside: "Help him heal his wounds."

This female cultivator should be a medical cultivator, and her cultivation is not low, enough to be at the level of Tianba.

"No need!" Lu Ye said, tearing off his tattered shirt, wiping it on himself, wiping off the blood on his body, throwing the bloody shirt aside, raising the Panshan knife in his hand, pointing at the monk who wanted to challenge him: "Come!"

The monk shouted angrily, and the spiritual power surged around him. He first attacked with a flying weapon, and then he rushed to Lu Ye in three or two steps, and stabbed a long spear straight out.

He had seen all the methods of Lu Ye just now, and knew that he was definitely not his opponent, so he used all his strength as soon as he attacked.

The spiritual power gathered on the long spear, shaking out three spear flowers, blooming in Lu Ye's vision, and accompanied by the murderous intent of the flying weapon.

Two crisp sounds were heard, and the flying weapon and the long spear flew up at the same time, and the figure of the monk flew out together.

With the same level of heavenly seventh-level cultivation, this man didn't even take Lu Ye's knife. When the long spear flew out of his hand, the tiger's mouth had already broken, and blood was spilled.

His falling body was caught by his fellow senior brother, his arms trembling violently, and his eyes looking at Lu Ye were full of disbelief.

He knew he was no match, but he didn't expect to be defeated so thoroughly. If Lu Ye really wanted to take his life, he would have been dead just now.

"Next!" Lu Ye made a knife flower with the long sword in his hand and spoke lightly.

When the words fell, the cultivators of Danxin Sect were furious.

Hearing the meaning of Lu Ye's words, it was clear that he wanted to challenge all of them by himself! How arrogant he was. Compared with the failure of their previous siege of the Bixue Sect, Lu Ye's current arrogance was even more intolerable.

"I'll do it!"

This time, before Feng Yuechan could speak, a cultivator jumped out.

However, he had just stood firm when his eyes blurred and Lu Ye's face appeared in front of him, almost face to face with him.

The man was startled and was about to pull away, but a huge force hit his lower abdomen, and he flew back the way he jumped out, and crashed heavily into the crowd.

Lu Ye retracted his kick and stood there expressionlessly. A group of Danxinmen monks on the opposite side gnashed their teeth in hatred.

"Those who are in the seventh and eighth levels should stop embarrassing themselves, and those who are in the ninth level should go up!" Feng Yuechan's voice sounded.

A burly physical cultivator pushed through the crowd and slowly walked to a distance in front of Lu Ye and stood still. With a serious expression, he took out a shield spirit weapon from his storage bag. With the spiritual power activated, the small shield in his hand suddenly expanded and turned into a barrier covering his entire body.

Immediately, the physical cultivator lowered his body slightly, took a posture to charge the formation, and exerted force on the ground with his feet. His body rushed towards Lu Ye like an arrow from a string.

Lu Ye took a deep breath, and at the moment when the opponent was about to get close, the Panshan Knife ignited with flames, and slashed at the spiritual shield three times in a row.

Every time the knife fell, there was a flash of light on the Panshan Knife.

After three cuts, the spiritual light on the spiritual shield immediately dimmed, and the small shield held by the body cultivator had cracks.

With a bang, the moment the figures collided, Lu Ye's figure could not stop retreating, and his feet plowed two deep marks on the ground.

The momentum of the body cultivator's forward rush was curbed at the same time. At that moment, he felt as if he had hit a wall. He was shocked that the opponent's physique was comparable to his own!

Is this a soldier cultivator?

Before he could finish his thought, Lu Ye, who was forced to retreat, had already rushed over again, and the Panshan Knife aimed at the small shield spiritual weapon in his hand and stabbed it straight.

The body cultivator wanted to dodge, but he didn't have such a fast reaction speed. He could only urge his spiritual power wildly and hold the spiritual weapon in his hand to resist.

With a loud crash...

Under everyone's shocked gaze, the small shield spirit weapon broke apart, fragments flew, and the Panshan knife pierced straight into the chest of the physical cultivator, three inches into the flesh.

A burnt smell came out, and a muffled groan sounded at the same time. The physical cultivator looked down at the Panshan knife wrapped in flames, his eyes trembling violently.

Lu Ye put away the knife, bringing out a burst of hot blood. The physical cultivator staggered back. A medical cultivator hurriedly supported him. The physical cultivator shook his head, indicating that he was fine. If Lu Ye's knife had been one inch longer, it would have been enough to pierce his heart. At present, this kind of injury is just a minor injury for the physical cultivator.

The whole place was silent. When they besieged Lu Ye before, they knew that he was very strong, but they never expected that he would be so strong.

When a soldier cultivator fights a physical cultivator, the best response is to keep a distance and entangle with the weapon, because the physical strength of the soldier cultivator is not as good as that of the physical cultivator, and it is easy to suffer if they get close.

But what did they see? A soldier cultivator forcibly chopped a physical cultivator's defensive spirit weapon into pieces!

The defensive spiritual weapon of a physical cultivator is the dignity of a physical cultivator!

Now this dignity was chopped into pieces and rubbed on the ground.

The visual impact of this battle was unimaginable to everyone.

After a short silence, another ninth-level cultivator came out. He lowered his head slightly and held a long sword in his hand. Judging from his attire, he was a soldier cultivator. It was unknown whether he was a sword cultivator or not. Not all those who held swords were sword cultivators.

This man said nothing, but his speed was getting faster and faster. After only a few steps, his figure was running like thunder.

When the sword light surged, this person's figure was wrapped in the sword light, and the man and the sword became one, turning into a sword light and stabbing towards Lu Ye.

Although this sword did not look too fancy, it was a real life-threatening blow. The murderous intent that was so sharp that it almost condensed into substance made Lu Ye feel like being pierced by needles all over his body.

This person is a real sword cultivator!

The sword light came in an instant, and Lu Ye's eyes had already appeared with insight spirit patterns. At the same time, a solid protective spirit pattern appeared in front of him.

Ding...

A slight sound was heard, and the long sword was against the amulet, followed by a continuous clanging sound. At that moment, the sword cultivator had no idea how many swords he had thrust out.

Even though Lu Ye tried his best to use his spiritual power to maintain the amulet, the spiritual pattern was covered with cracks.

With a crash, the amulet was broken, and as the sword light passed by Lu Ye, Lu Ye chopped it down with a knife.

The two figures stood there with their backs to each other, motionless.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

With a hiss... sound, a burst of blood spurted out from Lu Ye's neck, and there was an additional wound on the side of his neck.

Behind him, the sword cultivator's body shook slightly, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

The medical cultivator of Danxin Sect hurriedly stepped forward to check and found that the sword cultivator was just exhausted and exhausted. Although he was also injured, he was not in danger of death, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The eyes of the cultivators of Danxin Sect around him looked at Lu Ye with complicated expressions. If they were just angry and annoyed before, they now had a little more admiration.

Regardless of the relationship between the Bixue Sect and the Danxin Sect, and regardless of whether Lu Ye was from the Bixue Sect, a Tianqi-level cultivator who could achieve this level was enough to win the admiration of everyone.

You know, the two Tianjiu-level cultivators who went to the battle were the strongest echelons in the Lingxi Realm of the Danxin Sect, except for Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan.

It was unbelievable that they were not opponents in such a round-robin battle.

Looking at the young man standing there, holding a long knife and covered in blood, many cultivators of the Danxin Sect seemed to see a rising star.

Another person walked out of the crowd silently.

Although he admired him in his heart and knew that such a battle was unfair, today's battle was related to the face of the Danxin Sect. If Lu Ye was not defeated, how could these people of the Danxin Sect be willing.

"Enough!" Feng Yuechan said lightly, "Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

The cultivator who walked out was silent for a while and retreated back into the crowd.

"Go back and reflect on yourself. The sect has a lot of resources to support you. Are you worthy of the sect's efforts?"

A group of cultivators silently saluted Feng Yuechan, and then dispersed with heavy hearts.

Before this, they were proud of being Danxin Sect cultivators, because although Danxin Sect was a second-grade sect, even the first-grade sects of Wanmo Ridge did not dare to provoke them at will in the Lingxi battlefield.

This is something that no second-grade sect can do.

But today they were really hit hard. A seventh-grade cultivator from the Bixue Sect almost beat up their ninth-grade cultivators. The Bixue Sect was just a ninth-grade sect...

This is a shame that everyone must remember.

If you want to wash away this shame, you can only work hard and fight back.

After the Danxin Sect cultivators dispersed, Feng Yuechan floated down.

"Sister Feng." Lu Ye sheathed his sword and saluted.

"Heal your wounds first, then change into clean clothes, I'll take you to see your fourth senior brother."

"Okay." This look is indeed not suitable for meeting people, and he just took the blow from the sword cultivator, which seemed easy, but in fact it was almost like walking through the gates of hell.

The sword cultivator concentrated all his strength on one sword, and after one sword, the sword cultivator fell down exhausted. This is obviously a secret technique, and such a sword cannot be taken casually.

At this moment, Lu Ye's blood was churning in his chest, and his spiritual power was surging. It was difficult to calm down in a short time.

If another Tianjiu cultivator came to challenge him, he would definitely lose.

Feng Yuechan should have seen this, so she stopped the challenge of the third Tianjiu. She wanted to use Lu Ye's hand to knock her own cultivator, but she would not let Lu Ye really lose here.

Feng Yuechan took him to her residence, where he took a bath under her arrangement, and Feng Yue treated him. The scar on his neck disappeared, and he changed into clean clothes before going to see Li Baxian at the Eagle's Beak Cliff on the back mountain of Danxinmen.

The environment here is quiet and remote. A simple wooden house is where Li Baxian usually lives. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the station and seems to be detached from the world.

When Lu Ye and others arrived, there was smoke and fragrance.

Li Baxian came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, which surprised Lu Ye.

"Fourth Senior Brother, you..."

Li Baxian said, "Don't tell Second Senior Sister, otherwise you won't be able to get food next time you return to the sect." He also greeted everyone, "Just sit down, it will be ready in a while."