Chapter 398: A Little Disappointed

In the battlefield, Lu Ye summoned his spirit boat, flew up, and came to the same position as Zhuo Jianchen, several dozen feet away.

Although the ranking was extremely smooth, Lu Ye never underestimated his opponent, especially the opponent in front of him was very likely to be a sword cultivator!

The opponent was ranked 32nd, which undoubtedly showed that he was very capable.

When their eyes met, Zhuo Jianchen was furious and asked: "Lu Yiye, what did you do to my junior sister?"

Lu Ye thought about it, and it seemed a little excessive to drive Bai Lan from the 48th to the 97th place on the Lingxi list, and to extort the Earth Core Fire worth 4,000 points of merit from her?

But then again, the woman should be grateful that he didn't kill her. If she hadn't been in a hurry to get the Earth Core Fire, the woman would have died.

Compared with life, what does it matter if the ranking on the Lingxi list drops and some property is lost?

It is understandable that the junior sister was bullied and the senior brother came out to help.

Lu Ye's silence undoubtedly made Zhuo Jianchen even more furious. His face turned a little blue. He gritted his teeth and said, "Well, since you have nothing to say, then go and die!"

When he finished speaking, seven flying swords of different lengths appeared beside Zhuo Jianchen. The sword light burst out, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded. The sword light shot towards Lu Ye and rushed to him in an instant.

The flying swords of sword cultivators are extremely fast and have strong lethality. This is the capital of sword cultivators to kill enemies across levels.

Lu Ye actually didn't know much about the methods of sword cultivators, but Zhuo Jianchen in front of him could control seven flying swords. His mind was undoubtedly much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, otherwise it would be impossible to control so many flying swords.

However, the gap compared to Yu Lianzhou is still very large. As far as Lu Ye knows, Yu Lianzhou's current limit of controlling swords is 20, which is almost three times that of Zhuo Jianchen.

It is even more incomparable with Li Baxian. The number of swords that Li Baxian controlled in Lingxi Realm is an unbreakable record. One reason is that he has a talent in this area, and the other reason is that he stayed in Lingxi Realm for too long.

For more than ten years, he could not improve his cultivation, so he has been strengthening his mind, so that he can control hundreds of swords.

It can be said that with such a foundation to be promoted to Yunhe, Li Baxian's starting point in Yunhe Realm is much higher than that of ordinary people.

When the seven flying swords came, Lu Ye's weapon box on his waist hummed, and nine streams of light greeted it. In an instant, the mid-air where the two were located was filled with flashing lights, and the sound of ding-dong was endless, and there was a scene of fire splashing from time to time.

In the way of controlling weapons, Lu Ye still has strong confidence. After all, his soul is strong, and the soul is strong, and the power of the mind is strong, which is a great benefit to controlling spiritual weapons and controlling spiritual power.

Looking at the entire Lingxi battlefield, there should be no one with a stronger soul than him, and there should be few who can surpass him in the art of controlling weapons, and this Zhuo Jianchen is definitely not one of them.

In the midair where the two were, the control weapons collided fiercely. Under the control of the two, the spiritual weapons seemed to have their own lives and were fighting each other.

But in just a moment, Zhuo Jianchen's flying sword fell behind and was completely suppressed.

There was no other reason. Lu Ye had an advantage in the number of control weapons, and Lu Ye could also bless his control weapons with various spiritual patterns, which Zhuo Jianchen could not compare with.

He obviously also realized that something was wrong. When his seven flying swords were pressed to the front, his spiritual power suddenly surged. In an instant, the seven flying swords that had been defeated gathered together, entangled with each other, and flew out like a spinning top.

Along the way, all of Lu Ye's control weapons were blown away.

Sword formation! Lu Ye raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't know much about the methods of sword cultivators, he had heard of the sword formation.

Generally, a formation formed by cultivators requires at least three people, but a powerful sword cultivator can form a formation by himself because they can control multiple flying swords.

The power of the sword formation formed by seven flying swords should not be underestimated. The sword sound whistled and the sword force was like thunder. In an instant, it killed in front of Lu Ye.

Lu Ye's flying weapon was knocked away, and it was too late to return to help.

Just when the sword formation killed in front of Lu Ye, the Panshan knife was unsheathed with a bang, and the fiery red knife light slashed down. A powerful impact swept from the front, and there was also a cold sword intent.

On the ground, Yiyi looked up and saw Lu Ye holding the Panshan knife in front of him. The sword formation in front of the knife was buzzing, pressing against his body, and he couldn't stop retreating. Behind the sword formation, there was Zhuo Jianchen's body and sword light, man and sword became one, holding the sword and killing!

Yiyi looked calmly and had no intention of intervening.

For Lu Ye, challenging the Lingxi Ranking is not only about sprinting to his limit in the shortest time, but also a way to sharpen himself.

Fighting with the masters of various schools, fighting for life and death, nothing can accelerate the growth of strength more than this.

The opponents he met before were all fragile and vulnerable. Finally, he had a decent guy, so how could Yiyi intervene and destroy him.

Nine streams of light from the imperial weapons attacked from the left and right. Zhuo Jianchen, who was in the sword light, felt the killing intent at the first time. He tapped the long sword in his hand and blocked the imperial weapons one by one. However, the huge impact made his wrist numb. He was secretly surprised that Lu Yiye was just a soldier cultivator. How could the speed and power of the imperial weapons be so great?

As soon as he was distracted, the sword formation had a flaw.

Lu Ye put away his knife and stabbed straight, and the Panshan knife stabbed into the flaw of the sword formation. The violent spiritual power swept through, and the sword formation that gathered as a whole immediately collapsed and turned into streams of light flying in all directions.

Lu Ye paused, and the next moment, he pounced towards Zhuo Jianchen like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The swords and knives intersected, and a sharp friction sound was heard. In the air, the two figures looked at each other at a distance of less than ten feet. One had a fiery look, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred with the other, and the other had a calm expression.

"I will kill you!" Zhuo Jianchen gritted his teeth and shouted.

Before the battle, he was actually very worried, because so far, the monks of Wanmo Ridge who accepted Lu Ye's challenge had not had a good ending, but after the real fight, he found that the outside world had overestimated Lu Yiye. It is true that this guy did have some strength, otherwise he would not be qualified to challenge him, but that's all!

He even felt that if he worked harder, he could still beat the other party.

If so, he would definitely win glory for Wanmo Ridge and for his master!

While shouting, the long sword in his hand tapped continuously, and a bunch of sword flowers covered Lu Ye.

The shining knife light cut through the sky, and the sword flowers in the sky dissipated.

Zhuo Jianchen felt a chill in his chest and instinctively took a few steps back. He looked at Lu Ye in doubt and then looked down at his chest.

There was a bloody wound on his chest.

The opponent's knife was so fast that he didn't react.

"You..." Zhuo Jianchen suddenly doubted his life. He thought the opponent was just so-so, but the opponent suddenly attacked. He immediately realized a serious problem.

Then what he saw before, is this guy's full strength?

I didn't think about it before, mainly because I didn't expect someone to hold back when challenging the Lingxi Ranking.

When he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of him. Lu Ye, who was more than ten feet away, had come close. Facing the opponent's knife, Zhuo Jianchen could only use his sword to block it.

The overwhelming power of Mo Yu swept from above, and Zhuo Jianchen's body and the flying spiritual weapon under his feet fell directly to the ground like a meteorite falling from the sky.

With a bang, dust flew.

Zhuo Jianchen stood up in a panic, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He felt that his bones were about to fall apart. His eyes were full of disbelief. He seemed to have not figured out why he could not even take Lu Ye's knife, and the violent power that suddenly burst out from the other party was simply horrifying.

At his feet was his flying spiritual weapon, but under such an impact, the spiritual weapon was basically scrapped. The flying spiritual weapon itself did not have a strong protective power.

He staggered a few steps and looked up. He did not see Lu Ye's figure. When he was alert, he heard footsteps coming from the side. He turned around and saw Lu Ye holding the Panshan knife and walking towards him step by step.

The other party's pace was not fast, but there was an endless pressure on Zhuo Jianchen's heart, making him breathless.

Zhuo Jianchen raised the sword in his hand, pointed at Lu Ye from a distance, and shouted: "Why didn't you use your full strength at the beginning!"

It was not until this moment that he realized that Lu Yiye did not use his full strength at the beginning, which gave him the illusion that "I can defeat this person with a little effort."

What is this? Humiliating the junior sister is not enough, is it necessary to humiliate yourself?

After hearing Zhuo Jianchen's words, Lu Ye didn't want to pay attention, but after thinking about it, he said: "I want to see the strength of the 30th-ranked ones."

He didn't have the opportunity to fight in several battles before, and was directly rejected by the monks of Wanmo Ridge. As a result, he now only knows the approximate strength of the monks ranked around 50, and he doesn't know anything about those ranked 40.

Zhuo Jianchen finally accepted his challenge, so he naturally had to hold back.

"What's the result?"

"A little disappointed!"

Zhuo Jianchen's eyes twitched violently, and he was about to say something else, but he saw Lu Ye's spiritual power surging around him, and his figure was already rushing towards him.

"I..."

"Roar!" Under the tiger's roar, Zhuo Jianchen only had time to spit out one word, and his brain was hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly became drowsy.

But he was a sword cultivator after all, and he could control the sword seven times, which undoubtedly showed that his mind was stronger than that of ordinary Lingxi Realm monks, so the impact of Amber's roar on him was weaker than that of others.

"…Give up!" Zhuo Jianchen shouted these two words as soon as he regained consciousness, but Lu Ye's figure was no longer in front of him, and only the sound of the sword being sheathed came from behind.

Zhuo Jianchen exhaled lightly, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and murmured: "So that's it!"

So this is the reason why Lu Yiye can make those Taoist friends from Wanmo Ridge who accepted the challenge unable to shout "Give up"...

Although he shouted it out, it was a little late after all.

On the Lingxi list, the name ranked 34th trembled slightly and then collapsed into nothingness, and the name of Lu Yiye of the Bixue Sect took its place.