The fierce battle was especially intense. In mid-air, many figures moved up and down, and colorful aura rays of light intertwined and shuttled. Except for a few Yunhe Ninth-layer, the remaining Wanmoling cultivators have no one like Lu Ye. Whether it's the seventh-layer or the eighth-layer, once he finds an opportunity, he will slash down with a knife, both dead and wounded. Even the ninth-layer Yunhe can't withstand the indescribably violent slash. , all embarrassed.

The number of Wanmoling cultivators kept decreasing.

However, looking around, Lu Ye described that although it was miserable, the momentum was getting stronger and stronger with the war, as if there was no end.

Wanmoling Xiu: The shouts of the monks come and go, cheering themselves up and encouraging others at the same time, but in the end

His tattered shirt, suddenly - batch.

It was almost shredded into strips of cloth, and the blood-stained shirt was torn off, revealing Lu"*ba's slender, sturdy upper body.

The upper body has been dyed red with blood, and under the scorching sun, he seems to be wearing a red armor.

But the eyes of all Wanmoling cultivators became horrified at this moment, and finally understood why Lu Ye never died.

Because looking around, he was covered with large and small wounds, but there was no blood flowing out of each wound, and some wounds even seemed to be beginning to heal.

What kind of resilience is this?

What a terrifying physique this is?

Before that, everyone felt that with so much damage, Lu Ye must have been the end of the police force. They didn't understand until they saw the truth of these injuries.

Everything before is just wishful thinking.

Continued hostile thoughts.

Such an enemy is no longer something they, the Cloud River Realm, can handle!

So he's just a monster!

There has never been a shortage of courageous people in this group of cultivators. Before, even if there were many casualties, they could still fight Lu Ye endlessly. made the right choice.

"escape!"

- The low voice came out, and the figure of the Wanmoling cultivator who spoke immediately turned into a streamer and fled into the distance. Knowing that you are invincible and being an enemy is not brave, but stupid.

There are many talented people in the cultivation world, and no one can say that they are invincible in the world.

- When someone makes a move, even if someone keeps up, in an instant, many Wanmoling monks gathered around Lu Ye

St.

The strength of the magic mountain monk.

Everyone in Wanmoling thought that he should be the last of the strong brothers, but in fact, for Lu Ye, the injuries he suffered were only flesh wounds, but they looked miserable.

Even those flesh wounds are recovering rapidly under their huge vitality.

Xia Liang felt right.

Compared to before entering the secret realm of the Dragon Realm, Lu Ye at this moment has indeed undergone a reborn change!

At this moment, after seeing the real situation of Lu Ye's injury, all the Wanmoling cultivators who were still holding on to their expectations and expectations were all cold.

They have worked hard for so long and paid so many people's lives, only to cause some flesh wounds to the enemy?

What a ridiculous and sad scene this is!

Unwilling, angry, aggrieved, all kinds of emotions were surging in their hearts, but they also made many people lose their relationship with Lu Yeji.

One cannot avoid the fate of one death after another. Everyone was horrified.

Huge questions could not help but rise from my heart. Lu-Ye...why isn't he dead yet? Why isn't he dead yet?

Since the fierce battle, many Wanmoling cultivators have caused at least hundreds of injuries to him. Under normal circumstances, the opponent should have lost the ability to fight. How can there be more fierce battles?

Another fierce confrontation, Lu Ye Ye stood in the air.

In all directions, monks from Wanmoling surrounded him.

Lu Ye didn't make another move, and Wanmoling didn't dare to act rashly without authorization.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the faces in front of him, holding a knife flower in his hand with the Panshan Sword, raising his hand to grab himself

Two of them are dead, so there are two left!

As soon as he turned his head, he stared at Tan Sheng next to him. At the moment when the eyes collided, Sen Leng's murderous intent made Tan Sheng's heartbeat slow for a beat. Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled away and quickly retreated, while shouting: "Come on!"

These words were clearly shouted at Xia Liang.

He has been targeted by Lu Ye, and with the means Lu Ye has just shown, he feels that he is afraid that he will be out of luck.

Even if Xia Liang is willing to stay and help him, the two are by no means Lu Ye's opponents at the moment. If so, it is better to live one by one!

He will try to delay Lu Ye as much as possible, so that Xia Liang has a chance to live!

Thinking so in my heart, a blood mist exploded all over my body, and fled to the back at the fastest speed in my life. However, what I saw, the fiery red wings behind Lu Yiye just waved lightly, and it was faster than himself. speed

No

More than a dozen people left.

In the next moment, more people chose to pass, and a gap appeared in the tight encirclement immediately.

Working together is an atmosphere that, at a juncture like this - once broken, it is impossible to maintain. More people began to flee.

Lu Ye frowned.

He didn't expect that he just took off his shirt to cause such a situation.

During the war, his shirt had already rotted into strips of cloth, and it would be more convenient to take it off if he continued to wear it.

But this led to this result.

But he quickly understood why.

He didn't go after the Wanmoling cultivators who had fled, because it was unnecessary. Among this group of people, he would only kill four.

son

Chase and kill.

The distance between each other was quickly shortened. There is absolutely no escape!

Tan Sheng's heart is sad, but between life and death, he is unprecedentedly calm. He strives to stimulate his spiritual power and burn his own blood, just to increase the speed even a little bit, and delay Lu Ye as much as possible.

One breath, two breaths, three...

The distance from each other is already within ten feet.

Tan Sheng's figure who was escaping suddenly stopped, and then in an incomprehensible way, from extreme stillness to extreme movement, he brazenly slaughtered at Lu Ye, stabbing his spear out.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Tan Sheng's heart suddenly gave birth to all kinds of enlightenment, which poured all his strength into a shot that exceeded his own limit.

There is great terror between life and death, but also great opportunity.

In the perception, the vitality in Lu Ye's body is like a fireball burning roaringly, sturdy and frightening.

The power of vitality can naturally make the body stronger, and it can also make the recovery ability more outstanding.

Before the trip to Longteng Realm, Lu Ye's physique could be compared with those of the same level of physical cultivation, and the trip to Longteng Realm allowed him to obtain the last source of Longteng Realm.

This is also the reason why Hua Ci felt that his vitality was almost comparable to that of a water mandarin duck when Lu Ye rushed out of the Dragon Realm before.

The benefits of a huge vitality are not just tyrannical resilience.

It can also make the physique stronger. Of course, it is not comparable to the level of the Divine Sea Realm, but the Yunhe Realm cultivator wants to cause real effective damage to him.

It's hard.

This is why he dares to face more than two million people alone

Relatively speaking, Xia Liang felt a greater sense of threat to Lu Ye, and Tan Sheng always had the upper hand.

Now, it seems that if you really can't underestimate anyone, maybe those who were originally inferior to others, with an epiphany, will be able to come to the top.

Facing this mighty shot, Lu Ye quickly raised his knife and stabbed it straight at it.

Tan Sheng was still immersed in his many insights, and devoted himself to this shot of his own. Suddenly, the scenery in front of him changed.

The scorching sun was shining brightly in the sky, but he seemed to see the stars all over the sky flickering indefinitely, followed by the twinkling stars, wrapping the sky and pouring down.

The stars fell, drowning the figure of the big dragon, no matter how the big dragon struggled and roared, it would not help. All the scenery shattered like a hallucination. Tan Sheng was in mid-air, holding his long hair in his hand.

Gun, gasping for breath, quietly looking at Lu Ye in front of him.

The gun that was stabbed with the feeling of perishing with the enemy actually gave Tan Sheng insight into the secret of his own master, a mystery of the Great Holy Dragon Spear~www.mtlnovel.com~ It turns out that he practiced it wrong before!

Lu Yeyin was aware of Tan Sheng's momentary change. When he stabbed him with a spear, Lu Ye couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis.

In a trance, what seemed to be imprinted in the field of vision was not a stabbed spear, but a big dragon shaking its head and waving its tail.

He opened his **** mouth and swallowed himself into his belly.

Gun intent!

Tan Sheng's shot has undoubtedly touched the level of intention. If he is allowed to survive this time, his strength must grow by leaps and bounds, and he is expected to become the strongest batch of Yunhe realm. Tan Sheng and Xia Liang have been inseparable these days

Li, both of them were also at the Yunhe Ninth Layer. The line of sight moved down. He saw that his spear was stabbed at Lu Ye's waist and abdomen, but it only penetrated three inches into the flesh, and he was not able to kill Lu Ye. The whole person is pierced.

The physique of this fellow Lu Yiye... is really strong and enviable!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Tan Sheng asked. "Fantasy."

As Lu Ye answered, he raised his hand and pulled out the long spear that had pierced into his body, and a puddle of blood burst out.

True to its name, it really is amazing!" Tan Sheng praised him generously, and after changing the subject, he said, "If it is not my sect, the dragon spear is not as good as your star, it is because I have not cultivated at home, and my skills are not as good as others!

After saying this, his head suddenly drooped down, and the breath that locked his body dissipated.

Fly out and land straight down on the ground.

Tan Sheng, die!

Even before his death, he earnestly maintained the prestige of his sect's secret arts.

Lu Ye can understand a little, but since he is in a hostile position, the other party has repeatedly embarrassed him before, so naturally he will not show mercy.