When Lu Ye rushed out, the shouting baby-faced monk became anxious and made his moves more sharply.

The person who fought with him was already a bit of an opponent, but at this moment, he was attacked by Lu Ye's team, and his situation was suddenly critical.

Although the name of the Mountain Tiger came from the Xuanmen, the Nine Star Sect cultivator is also familiar with it. It can be said that this is the prestigious name that Lu Ye has slain in the past few days.

Fame is very strange. Facing an ordinary third-level monk, there will not be too much pressure on any fourth-level realm. But if this third-level realm kills several fourth-level realms, it will also break out of its own. Name, then the situation is different.

The four-layer cultivator of the Nine Star Sect was under pressure at this moment, with one enemy two, left and right clumsy, and only three breaths time, Lu Ye and the baby face were suppressed by Lu Ye and the baby face almost fighting back.

Seeing Lu Ye slash with a knife, he quickly took out a magic talisman to arouse him, but the baby-faced sword on the side stab him in the wrist, the man loosened his hand and the magic talisman fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Ye lifted the knife in his hand and dropped the cultivator to the ground with a single knife.

"A good knife!" The baby-faced eyes shrank, and he secretly said in his heart that it was as expected by Brother Wang Shang, this mountain tiger does have an extremely good spirit weapon in his hands, otherwise his cultivation of the third level is not good. It may be so easy to break through the spiritual power of the four-layer realm cultivator, and it will not hurt the opponent with a single blow.

Immediately after the baby face, he smiled and said, "Brother, I have made you a friend!"

But Lu Ye didn't even look at it, so he rushed into the battlefield circle, leaving a heavily wounded enemy lying in front of Babyface.

"Rao... forgive me!" The blood under the four-layer realm was stained red, staring at the baby's face in horror.

The baby-faced smile was closed, and he said lightly: "It's in the fourth level, don't say such a naive thing!" The long sword in his hand pierced into the opponent's chest, and the person's body suddenly straightened...

A little red light overflowed from the back of the dead fourth-level hand and floated on the back of the baby-faced hand. The baby-faced smiled again, and he slaughtered towards Lu Ye with his sword, shouting: "Good brother, I'll help you! "

After a stick of incense, the war died down.

The nine-star sect's cultivators were annihilated. It was not that they did not want to escape, but that they had no chance to escape. In this kind of gorge confrontation, once defeated, there is basically no way to survive, and running away from the enemy will only die faster.

Xuanmen also suffered losses. Three died, and the rest were basically injured, but in general, it was a hearty victory. The people who were alive did not have much sorrow, but were beaming with joy.

This is the normal state of the Lingxi battlefield, countless Lingxi monks fight each other in the battlefield, and the dead are commonplace.

In this battle, only two people died by Lu Yedao, but at least four or five were injured.

After the war, no one in the Xuanmen packed up the spoils, and they only quietly looked at Lu Ye. It was not that they didn't want the spoils, but Lu Ye's style of acting had formed a tacit understanding with each other over the past few days.

All the spoils belonged to the Xuanmen, and accordingly, the Xuanmen monk gave Lu Ye some spirit pills as compensation.

Babyface is the leader of this group of people, stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "What do you call the younger brother?"

At five feet in front of him, Lu Ye was applying healing pills to the wound. This was the first time he experienced a melee of this scale. The number of parties involved in the previous battle was not too large, and the most battle involved less than ten. Monk.

There were twenty people this time. He found that a melee of this scale was very dangerous for any monk. Even if the cultivation level was higher, he might be injured or killed. Because people's energy was limited, it was impossible to guard against all attacks.

There are several wounds on his body, all left by the Nine Star Sect monk dying to fight back.

Hearing the baby-faced questioning, Lu Ye groaned slightly.

Before coming in, the head teacher told him not to reveal his identity as a disciple of the Jade-Blood Sect, and the name Lu Ye was obviously unusable. Many sects knew about his being included in the Jade-Blood Sect.

He doesn't want the name Shanhu...

"Yiye!" Lu Ye made a real choice.

"It turned out to be Junior Brother Yiye." The baby face smiled and folded his hands: "At the Xia Xuanmen Chutian!"

Lu Ye arched his hands, a posture that no strangers should enter.

"It's like this..." Chu Tian sorted out his words a bit, "Senior Brother Wang Shang sent me a message and said that if there is a chance, I would like to invite Junior Brother Yiye to visit Xuanmen. I don't know what the younger brother wants?"

"Wang Shang?" Lu Ye frowned.

Chutian smiled and said authentically: "It's a senior who sits in my sect."

Lu Ye was not surprised when the other party invited him to visit the Xuanmen. These days, he saved many Xuanmen cultivators, and the practice of exchanging spirit pills with them also made many Xuanmen cultivators earn a fortune. Reason, the other party should also show some expression.

Inviting himself to be a guest is obviously expressing kindness.

However, his identity cannot be revealed, so he dare not have too close contact with the strange sect. What's more, he just passed by here, and he will not have a long intersection with the profound sect.

"No need." With cares in his mind, Lu Ye shook his head and refused.

Chu Tian was not at all annoyed. He seemed to have expected Lu Ye to respond like this. He still smiled and said, "That's it, that's it!" He said like this, winked at the person behind him, and the person immediately started to act. ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Take out a storage bag and walk to the same door one by one to collect the elixir.

While waiting, Chu Tian said again: "If Junior Brother Yiye finds it convenient, can you leave a contact method? So if there is any situation, you can also exchange messages with my Xuanmen."

Lu Ye didn't know how to leave contact information, but he had some guesses. When killing the enemy these few days, many Nine Star Sect cultivators would reach out and point their hands on the back of their hands before dying, and the battlefield mark would shine, just like the original one. Chapter Five did the same after being hit hard.

The battlefield imprint should not only record some information, but also be used for transmission.

Thinking of this, Lu Ye nodded: "Yes!"

Chutian touched the back of his hand, and a little blue light lingered on his fingertips like a burning flame. With a flick of his finger, the blue light flew towards Lu Ye, like a blue butterfly, falling on the back of Lu Ye's hand.

Lu Ye's heart moved, the blue light was imprinted into the mark and disappeared.

At the same time, he vaguely felt that his battlefield imprint had something more, but it was not easy to investigate at this time, so he continued to maintain his cold and arrogant appearance.

The spiritual pill of the profound sect monk was quickly collected, and was handed over to Lu Ye under Chu Tian's gesture. Lu Ye put it away without checking, greeted Amber, and turned on his back.

"Junior Brother Yiye!" Chu Tian suddenly called him.

Lu Ye sat on the tiger's back and turned to look at him.

Chutian said with a serious face: "There seems to be a guy from Wuya Island on the Nine Star Sect. Brother, be careful."

Lu Ye nodded slightly, the big tiger turned around and left.

Chutian looked at his leaving back, and touched his smooth chin: "These disciples from big sects are really proud, and Wuya Island is not looking at him!"