Chapter 424 Lu Yiye Is Here

It has been a few days since Lu Ye was promoted to Tianjiu, but because he has not shown his cultivation in front of others since his promotion, his mark on the Lingxi list is still Tianba.

In the entire Lingxi battlefield, except Hua Ci, no one knows that he has been promoted to Tianjiu.

The previous two times he left the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, his whereabouts were quickly exposed, attracting many cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to chase and intercept him, which was extremely lively.

This time it was much quieter. Zhi Yu made the spirit boat fly hundreds of miles before he saw three streams of light rushing from afar.

In the core circle, many cultivators fly high in the air for the convenience of traveling. Generally speaking, there are not too many risks, because as long as they are vigilant enough, even if they are seen by the enemy, they have a chance to escape if they cannot defeat them, unless the speed difference between them is too large.

Seeing the three streams of light, Lu Ye flew straight towards the other party.

The three people over there obviously saw Lu Ye, so they stopped and waited.

The three men didn't know where they came from, let alone where they were going. Lu Ye didn't know their camp, and they didn't know Lu Ye's camp either. The reason they dared to stay where they were was undoubtedly because they relied on their numbers.

If everyone was in the same camp, there would naturally be no disputes. If they were in the enemy camp, they could take advantage of three against one.

The distance between them was rapidly shortened.

When they were about a hundred feet away, one of the three suddenly had a heartbeat, and looked towards Lu Ye with all his strength, and said at the same time: "Senior Brother Li, do you think that guy looks like Lu Yiye?"

The other two were startled, and the cultivator called Senior Brother Li said: "Don't scare me."

Suddenly remembered that this place was not too far from the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, and it was really possible to run into Lu Yiye. He quickly used all his strength and saw a boy approaching them rapidly. There was a snow-white monster crouching on the boy's shoulder.

Who else could it be if not Lu Yiye?

"Run!" The cultivator surnamed Li shouted, and the three of them panicked and set up their escape lights to flee.

However, it was too late. When the sound of breaking through the air was heard, nine streams of light attacked the three people in three batches.

The three people's cultivation was not very high. Two of them were at the eighth level and one was at the seventh level. How could they resist the power of Lu Ye's flying weapon?

Short screams sounded, and blood fell from the sky. When Lu Ye rushed to their original position, the three of them were dead.

After being promoted to the ninth level, Lu Ye's strength increased greatly, and it became more and more comfortable to kill these monks from Wanmo Ridge.

Yiyi flashed out, cleaned up the battlefield casually, took back the spoils, and Lu Ye set off again.

Along the way, whenever he met a cultivator, Lu Ye would go forward to confirm the other party's camp.

After a few days, all the monks from Wanmo Ridge he met were killed on the spot.

Three days later, Lu Ye appeared outside the protective formation of the Wanmo Ridge garrison of a garrison called Xuanqing Palace.

With his eyes blessed by the insightful spiritual patterns, he observed the nodes of the formation.

A monk in a wide robe with large sleeves came upon hearing the news and shouted to Lu Ye across the light curtain of the formation: "Who is coming?"

After asking, he looked at Lu Ye carefully, and then his face changed drastically, and he cried out in horror: "Lu Yiye?"

The monk was so scared that his face turned pale. He never expected that the famous Lu Yiye would suddenly appear outside his own garrison, and judging from his posture, it was obvious that he was not here with good intentions.

He hurriedly urged his spiritual power and shouted: "Lu Yiye is here!"

With a roar, the garrison suddenly boiled, and streams of light rose into the air and rushed here.

Outside the light curtain of the formation, Lu Ye had raised his hand to hit a few formation flags. As he performed some actions, the spiritual power stopped flowing in the light curtain of the area covered by the formation flags.

He raised his hand and lifted a corner of the formation like a door curtain, and walked in leisurely.

At this time, several faster monks had arrived here, and more were on the way.

The monks who arrived here saw Lu Ye breaking into their own residence, so how could they be polite? They all urged their means to attack Lu Ye.

The moment the Panshan Sword was unsheathed, the Fengxing Spiritual Pattern was blessed, and Lu Ye's figure moved and swayed, avoiding all attacks in an incomparable way, rushing straight to a monk, and the sword fell with his hand.

Blood splattered!

He did not stop and rushed to the next one...

In just three breaths, five corpses were lying on the spot, and blood dripped on the Panshan Sword.

More monks gathered, and one Tianjiu roared loudly: "Lu Yiye, you are looking for death!"

Breaking into your own residence alone to kill people, this is something that no one can bear. Looking at the figures lying in a pool of blood, the eyes of many monks in Xuanqing Palace were red.

When the Tianjiu monk finished speaking, a stream of magic and the power of the flying weapon rained down on Lu Ye.

With a rustling sound, as the fiery red spiritual power flowed, Lu Ye spread his wings behind him and soared into the sky, and all the attacks on him were hit in the air.

He passed the crowd and stared at the Tianjiu monk who was shouting. The fiery red wings behind him only flapped twice, and then he rushed directly in front of him.

An indescribable sense of oppression came towards him, accompanied by a cold murderous intent. The anger and humiliation on the face of Tianjiu monk were replaced by shock and fear. Seeing Lu Ye rushing towards him, his body fell rapidly.

Although he also had the Tianjiu cultivation, he did not even have the qualifications to rush into the Lingxi list. Being stared at by Lu Ye, who was ranked first on the list, how could he feel safe?

Now if he wanted to kill Lu Ye, he could only rely on the advantage of numbers.

As soon as his body moved, Lu Ye had already rushed to him.

How can this guy be so fast? An idea popped up in the mind of Tian Jiu monk.

The flying wing spirit pattern is much more flexible than flying with a flying weapon, not to mention that Lu Ye also blessed himself with the wind spirit pattern in order to advance faster.

With the two spirit patterns activated at the same time, it is not an exaggeration to say that his speed is as fast as thunder and lightning.

The Panshan knife wrapped in firelight chopped down at Tian Jiu monk, and the opponent raised the spirit weapon in his hand to resist. However, as soon as the spirit weapons of both sides touched, he felt a powerful force coming, and the spirit weapon in his hand flew out of his hand, cracked his tiger mouth, and his arm was sore.

The whole person fell to the ground uncontrollably under the suppression of the huge force.

Seeing that Lu Ye's second knife was about to chop down, he was shocked and hurriedly reached into the storage bag to take out a golden body talisman.

Before he could slap the golden body talisman on his body, Lu Ye's long knife had already chopped it down.

Blood was spilled and the body was separated.

There were bursts of exclamations from below, mixed with sad roars.

It was nothing else, the person Lu Ye killed was the guardian of Xuanqing Palace!

In Xuanqing Palace, this guardian did a very good job, and took good care of his junior brothers and sisters. Seeing him being killed, the cultivators of Xuanqing Palace were naturally sad.

Lu Ye didn't know that this was someone else's guardian, he just guessed it. After all, even if it was a sect in the core circle, the number of Tianjiu cultivators each family had was limited, and each one was a precious talent. Killing one first could not only reduce the pressure for himself, but also deter the enemy.

But now it seems that the deterrent effect is not great, but it has stimulated the determination of this group of Xuanqing Palace cultivators to fight against the same enemy.

Everyone looked at him with red eyes, and their eyes were full of anger that almost overflowed.

After killing this Tianjiu cultivator, Lu Ye fell down, and when he reached the ground, he suddenly turned and rushed towards the most densely populated place along the ground.

The weapon box on the waist hummed, and nine imperial weapons flew out, entwined and rotated with each other, like a spinning top directly crashing into the crowd. Lu Ye's figure followed closely behind the imperial weapon spinning top, and the Panshan knife in his hand kept swinging and slashing.

Screams and roars sounded one after another.

There was also the roar of Amber.

Each roar severely impacted the minds of the monks in front, making them dizzy, and Lu Ye took the opportunity to kill them.

After a round of collision, more than ten corpses were lying on the spot, and Lu Ye's whole body was stained with blood, some of his own and some of the enemy's.

It was impossible for him to be unscathed when fighting against many alone. Fortunately, he had the defensive spirit pattern to use to protect his vital position.

Lu Ye returned to the side of the light curtain of the large formation again, with the long knife in his hand pointing diagonally to the ground, his eyes slightly drooping, and the many Xuanqing Palace monks opposite him had lost their anger just now. Everyone looked at Lu Ye in disbelief, and the scene that should have been noisy suddenly became extremely quiet.

Before this, if someone told them that there was a person in the world who could single-handedly break into a sect's base and kill everyone, and that it was the base of a core sect, no one would believe it. As the saying goes, human power is limited, and no matter how strong a person is, there is a limit.

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Even Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian, two of the three major cancers, could not do such a thing at the beginning. First of all, how to break through the protective formation and break into the base was a difficult problem for them.

But now, such a thing is right in front of them, happening under their noses!

With a storm in their hearts, looking at the bloody figure in front of them, a group of Xuanqing Palace cultivators wanted to ask, are you still human?

Lu Ye did not waste time. When the nine imperial instruments hummed, he rushed into the enemy formation again.

Having learned from the previous experience, the Xuanqing Palace cultivators immediately scattered and retreated to the rear. Lu Ye chased them and rushed all the way, leaving corpses along the way.

He killed them all the way to the square in front of the Tianji Palace. There were nearly seventy cultivators waiting in formation.

There were not many cultivators in the core circle. On average, each family had only more than a hundred people. Even if there were more people, they would not exceed two hundred.

The Xuanqing Palace was naturally the same. The entire sect, including its own cultivators and those from other sects, had only about one hundred and twenty people.

However, in the short time of less than a cup of tea just now, nearly 30% of the one hundred and twenty people had been killed!

The remaining people all gathered in front of the Tianji Palace Square.

The physical cultivators were in the front, followed by the military cultivators, and then the magic cultivators. As for the ghost cultivators, they had already hidden their tracks and were looking for the right opportunity to attack.