Chapter 7: Escape From the Sea of ​​Bitterness (Thanks to the Leader of Humane Fire for the Reward)

Lu Ye didn't know how high Zhou Cheng's cultivation was, but he was much stronger than him.

Even if Zhou Cheng was injured, it was not something that he, a one-pointed cultivator, could deal with casually. Killing intent needed corresponding means to be realized, and sharpness was Lu Ye's means!

Before, when he was free, he had tried it. The sharpness of the spiritual pattern could not only be added to his palm, but also to weapons, and it was more effective.

The light that bloomed at that moment made Zhou Cheng lose his mind. He didn't know when Lu Ye became a cultivator!

The two swords collided, and with a crisp sound, Zhou Cheng was surprised to find that his long sword was cut in half.

This scared him a lot. When fighting against the enemy, the weapon was broken first, which was undoubtedly a huge blow.

Just when Zhou Cheng was shocked, Lu Ye's second sword arrived.

After cutting off Zhou Cheng's sword, he immediately raised the sword and chopped it towards Zhou Cheng's neck.

He didn't know any sword skills, nor did he master any mysterious tricks. He could only use this simplest chopping.

Zhou Cheng's soul was about to escape. At this moment, the distance between them was too close. It was too late to retreat. He could only use all his remaining spiritual power to protect his body. Logically speaking, with his cultivation, he was enough to resist the attack of a monk like Lu Ye. Even if the other party had a weapon in his hand, he could not break his spiritual power protection.

However, in fact, when the long sword fell, Zhou Cheng's body protection aura did not have the desired effect. The long sword first broke through the layer of protection, and then directly cut Zhou Cheng's neck.

The sound of the sharp weapon entering the flesh sounded, and Lu Ye felt a few drops of warm blood splashed on his face.

"Asshole!" Zhou Cheng was furious. He was not careful for a moment and was injured by Lu Ye, a miner. He raised his hand and slapped Lu Ye.

However, Lu Ye had already let go of the long sword, and ran deep into the mine without looking back.

The sound of Zhou Cheng chasing came from behind, and Lu Ye ran faster.

Gradually, he felt that there was no sound behind him, so he stopped.

After waiting for a while, he turned back. Halfway through, he saw Zhou Cheng falling to the ground. He was not sure whether he was dead or not. He picked up a few stones from the side and threw them at him, but Zhou Cheng did not react at all.

He bravely stepped forward and came to Zhou Cheng's side. Looking down, he saw a lot of blood under Zhou Cheng's body dyed the ground red. The long sword was still stuck at his neck, and he had long since died.

Although Lu Ye's second sword did not directly take Zhou Cheng's life, it also cut off most of his neck. With such a serious injury, Zhou Cheng could not survive.

A desperate fight ended with Lu Ye's victory! He took a long breath and realized the dangers of this world more and more.

He stepped forward and grabbed the hilt of the long sword. When he was about to pull out the long sword, he noticed something unusual in the corner of his eyes. He looked up and felt cold all over.

It was because Lu Ye did not notice another person coming in front of him at some point.

There was a big gap between his cultivation and that of the other party! For some reason, Lu Ye had such a thought in his mind. If such a person wanted to kill him, it would probably be just a matter of moving his fingers, even if he had the sharp blessing.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed the panic in his heart, pulled out the long sword, and held it horizontally in front of him, posing a defensive posture, his body trembling slightly because of nervousness.

The man felt his hostility and couldn't help laughing: "I noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power here, so I came to check it out. Don't be nervous."

As he said this, he stepped forward step by step, came to Zhou Cheng, looked down, nodded slightly: "The remnant of Xieyue Valley." He looked up at Lu Ye again: "Which disciple are you?"

They were only ten feet apart, and Lu Ye could see the appearance of the man clearly. He was a middle-aged man with a ruddy face, tall, and a slightly low and hoarse voice, but there was an indescribable affinity.

Combined with the question of the middle-aged man, Lu Ye immediately had a guess in his mind and answered: "Xuantian Sect!"

"Xuantian Sect?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised, "The Xuantian Sect that was wiped out a year ago?"

"Yes!" Lu Ye gave a positive answer.

The old man couldn't help but look him up and down: "So, you are a captured miner?"

"Yes." Lu Ye nodded.

The old man was immediately surprised. A miner actually killed a cultivator from Xieyue Valley. If it wasn't seen with his own eyes, I'm afraid no one would dare to believe it.

"What is your cultivation?" The old man asked again.

"I've opened up a clue." Lu Ye replied, realizing the meaning of the old man's words, and took the initiative to explain: "He was injured, and I attacked him."

The old man looked at him with a smile: "You are quite courageous."

"Old man, are you from Haotian League?" Although Lu Ye had a guess in his heart, he still had to confirm this matter.

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Yes, I am from the Haotian League."

Lu Ye was overjoyed. It seemed that just as Manager Yang had worried before, the Haotian League had attacked, and the Xieyue Valley could not defend this mine at all. This could be seen from the fact that the old man had already entered the mine.

Now the mine is probably controlled by the Haotian League.

As for whether the old man was lying to him, there was no need to do so. The gap in strength between them was too big. If they really wanted to harm him, they would kill him with a palm.

"Please save me from the sea of ​​suffering, old man!" Lu Ye said hurriedly.

He wanted to leave the mine, but he didn't know if he would encounter danger along the way. It was not easy to meet such a senior master, so he naturally hugged his thigh and acted as a pendant to keep him safe.

The old man nodded and said, "Then follow me. I am about to go out too."

"Thank you, old man!" Lu Ye was very grateful.

After the old man finished speaking, he led the way in front, but Lu Ye did not follow him immediately. Instead, he squatted down and fumbled around Zhou Cheng's body.

He quickly found a storage bag.

Storage bags are something that almost every cultivator has, and it doesn't seem to be a very expensive thing.

Lu Ye was in a good mood and trotted to catch up with the old man.

The old man glanced at him and smiled as he stretched out his hand: "Give it to me!"

Lu Ye felt uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, but considering the current situation, he still obediently handed over the storage bag.

The old man took the storage bag, stretched out his hand and touched the mouth of the bag, and a ray of light flashed.

Just when Lu Ye was complaining in his heart, the old man threw the storage bag back to him: "I will gladly accept this bottle of Dragon Tiger Pill. This thing is very nutritious. You can't bear it, just treat it as a respect for the old man!"

Lu Ye held the storage bag thrown back to him with both hands. Only then did he realize that the old man was not trying to steal his spoils, but knew that he was weak and couldn't open the lock of the storage bag, so he helped him.

This old man is a good person!

Lu Ye thought so in his heart and thanked him: "Thank you."

He felt happy again...