Chapter 66: Jiuxing Sect and Xuanmen

Zhang Wu, who was at the fourth level of Lingxi, had much more experience in fighting than Lu Ye. With two swords in his hands, he danced in a dazzling manner. Just as Lu Ye raised his long sword to block the opponent's attack, the scimitar in the opponent's other hand had already stabbed at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, it was obviously too late to draw the sword to block. Just when Zhang Wu thought he was about to succeed, a triangular thing like a miniature shield suddenly appeared on Lu Ye's body.

With a ding, the scimitar stabbed the guarding spirit pattern, blocking this brutal attack.

Lu Ye took advantage of the situation to shift his center of gravity, slid sideways, and slashed with his long sword!

The sharp blade left a long wound on Zhang Wu's arm, and the flesh and blood rolled.

The tiger also took advantage of the situation to pounce on him, roaring loudly, and Yiyi's figure was like a ghost, floating around, distracting Zhang Wu's energy.

Three against one!

After a moment, Lu Ye panted heavily, and the long knife in his hand pierced Zhang Wu's chest again, but this time it was in the heart. Zhang Wu drooped his head and died, his hands fell to his sides, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

This difficult battle ended with Lu Ye's victory.

However, he also paid a big price. Not to mention that most of his spiritual power was consumed, there were four more wounds on his body that were deep enough to see the bone. The blood almost completely dyed his clothes red, and the surroundings were filled with a strong smell of blood.

The defensive spiritual pattern can indeed block the opponent's attack, but several times Lu Ye did not have time to activate the defensive spiritual pattern. The opponent's attack was too fast. This was the difference in cultivation realm and fighting experience. Fortunately, the injury was not in the vital position.

Fighting against a fourth-level realm with a second-level Lingxi realm, he still paid such a huge price to take down the opponent after severely injuring the opponent and taking a great advantage. Lu Ye deeply realized his own shortcomings.

Not only was he seriously injured, Dahu and Yiyi were not in good condition either. Dahu's half body was blood red, and Yiyi's figure became much dimmer.

After hastily cleaning up the battlefield, putting away the storage bags of those people, and not letting go of the young master's Xuanling Bell, Lu Ye climbed onto the tiger's back and shouted, "Go!"

Dahu jumped out and rushed towards Lietian Gorge.

Halfway through the journey, Lu Ye's vision began to blur, and his body was almost exhausted. He felt that he should not be able to hold on. He only had time to remind Yiyi and Dahu: "If you encounter a fork in the road, don't walk around, find a place to hide, and other things will be discussed after I wake up."

Before Yiyi could react, Lu Ye's body tilted and almost fell off the tiger's back. She hurried forward and supported Lu Ye.

Just half an hour after Da Hu took Lu Ye away, a figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield. The man looked at the traces left on the battlefield, raised his head and shouted: "Found it!"

Instantly, two more figures came from not far away.

The three looked at the messy battlefield and knew that something was wrong.

"What should we do?"

"Notify Brother Cao Ye."

One of them said this, sighed, and urged his own war mark to send a message.

After waiting for a while, a burly figure fell, with a strong spiritual light around him. It looked more powerful than the fifth level of Lingxi that Lu Ye had seen before.

"Brother Cao!" The three saluted.

Cao Ye stepped forward and checked the bodies of the four fellow disciples, his face gradually gloomy.

Judging from what was left on the battlefield, Junior Brother Sun had his neck cut off and bled to death in a short time, while Junior Sister Yuan was beheaded. The young master had injuries on his thigh, shoulder blade, neck, and one arm, and the fatal injury was in his chest. As for Zhang Wu, he had more injuries on his body, and it was obvious that he had experienced a great battle, and the fatal injury was also in his heart.

"Waste!" Cao Ye gritted his teeth and cursed.

He really couldn't figure out how the young master who was protected by the Xuanling Bell died! You know, although the Xuanling Bell is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, its defense is still very strong. When in danger, as long as the Xuanling Bell is used for protection, even if it encounters the seventh level of Lingxi, it can resist for a while. If it is below the seventh level of Lingxi, don't think about breaking the protection of the Xuanling Bell in a short time.

In the outermost circle of the battlefield, not to mention the seventh level of Lingxi, even the sixth level is hard to find. The cultivators of the sixth and seventh levels of Lingxi are like overlords here. Cultivators of this level usually stay in their own sects and will not go out easily. If he had not received the message from Zhang Wu this time, he would not have come here.

With the protection of the Xuanling Bell and the follower of Zhang Wu, who is at the fourth level, this is why he and Dong Shuye let the young master wander outside without worry.

What's more, this location is still within the radiation range of the Jiuxing Sect's headquarters...

The young master was killed on the territory of his own sect!

How can he explain this to the sect master? It can be said that the face of the Jiuxing Sect was lost overnight. Cao Ye could almost imagine how angry the old men in the sect would be when this news was passed back to the sect.

"Send a message back, block the area of ​​100 miles, and look for a young man with a white tiger. The other party's cultivation is about the third or fourth level of Lingxi. He uses a knife-like spiritual weapon. It doesn't matter what camp he comes from. Those who provide clues will be rewarded with 30 spiritual stones, 500 spiritual stones for killing him, and 1,000 spiritual stones for capturing him!" Cao Ye's deep voice sounded.

The three cultivators were all excited and quickly accepted the order.

Although Zhang Wu only sent back a simple message before he died, that is, the young man with a white tiger was at the second level of Lingxi.

But Cao Ye clearly found out more things.

Zhang Wu had a great battle with the murderer and was killed, so Cao Ye deduced that the other party's cultivation was not only at the second level of Lingxi, but most likely at the third or fourth level, otherwise it would be impossible to kill Zhang Wu. As for using a knife, it was even simpler, and the wounds on the young master and Zhang Wu's bodies clearly showed this.

The other party might have a very good spiritual weapon in his hand, otherwise it would be unreasonable to defeat the strong with the weak and kill Zhang Wu.

While thinking, Cao Ye suddenly turned his head and looked at a place, and whispered: "Who is there!"

As he finished speaking, a handsome man in a green shirt and elegant demeanor stepped out of the darkness. The man had a long sword on his waist. He just pressed one hand on the hilt and walked out calmly, like a king inspecting his own territory.

The moment he saw this man, Cao Ye was like facing a formidable enemy. He quickly activated his spiritual power and gritted his teeth and shouted, "Wang Yang!"

It's no wonder he was so nervous. Although he was at the sixth level of Lingxi, the other party was at the seventh level of Lingxi. Although there was only one level difference, in the Lingxi realm, the fourth and seventh levels were a watershed. Crossing this level would greatly improve one's strength.

In previous battles, Cao Ye had suffered a lot at the hands of the other party, so when he saw this guy appear, Cao Ye had a headache.

He was confident that he could escape. After all, he was a physical cultivator with thick skin and flesh. He could not beat Wang Yang, but he could still escape, but the three fellow disciples around him did not have this ability.

This dog thing didn't stay in the Xuanmen's garrison properly, so why did he run out? Cao Ye cursed in his heart, knowing that it should be because the movement on his side was too loud, which attracted the attention of Xuanmen.