If the experts of the Haotian Alliance could see this, how could the people of the Myriad Demon Ridge not see it?
Therefore, the person sent by the Myriad Demon Ridge for the fourth round was a cultivator who was proficient in fighting techniques. He held a long sword, and under the activation of his spiritual power, the long sword in his hand seemed to come alive. He stabbed, pointed, raised, and flicked … All kinds of techniques were used, and it was really dazzling.
However, after a few slashes from Lu Ye, this person's sword technique went from dazzling to messy. It wasn't easy for him to find an opening and thrust his sword towards Lu Ye's heart. In the end, he was blocked by a spirit pattern that flashed and disappeared.
The defensive spirit pattern had been exposed by Han Zhaoyue, so Lu Ye naturally didn't want to hide it. He didn't activate it before because there was no need. However, facing such a skilled opponent, the defensive spirit pattern was very important. He had encountered such a skilled opponent in the battle to save Hu Po, so he knew how to deal with such a person.
That was to not compete with the opponent in terms of skills. No matter how skilled the opponent was, he had to take a few slashes from Lu Ye first. In short, it was a fight between the opponent and Lu Ye!
The sword that he was determined to kill did not succeed. When the long sword slashed down, the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivator's eyes were filled with horror. He opened his mouth and shouted, "I admit …"
Before he could say the last word, his head had already fallen to the ground.
Lu Ye stood on the spot. His blood and Qi were surging, and his killing intent was soaring.
He understood that as long as he attacked fast enough, the opponent wouldn't have time to shout and admit defeat!
It wasn't that he didn't know that he would consume a lot of energy if he continued fighting like this. He also knew that he should stall for time, but he was only one person after all. He didn't know how many battles he had to face. Only by killing the enemy and making them afraid would the situation he had to face later turn for the better.
Staring at the corpse lying on the ground, Lu Ye suddenly realized that this kind of skilled opponent didn't seem to be very difficult to deal with. When he saved Hu Po, he almost died together with the enemy. In the end, although he killed the enemy, he was seriously injured. Hu Po brought him back to find Hua Ci for treatment, and that black-hearted woman ridiculed him for a long time.
He slowly came to his senses. It wasn't that the enemy wasn't difficult to deal with, but that he had more experience in fighting enemies. The battles, the battles, the blood, and the wounds not only brought about an increase in strength, but also an increase in experience and eyesight.
Indeed, he did not have any method to kill his enemies, but every slash he made was the most smooth and perfect slash. Compared to a rigid method, this was the best technique.
This was a killing technique!
"Junior Brother!" Li Baxian's voice suddenly came from behind Lu Ye. After killing that person, Lu Ye stood in place without moving, as if he had been hit by a spell. His opponent had already jumped out, yet he was still indifferent.
Lu Ye came back to his senses. It turned out that unknowingly, he had already possessed many things that he had never noticed before.
Lu Ye's Sword sword.. com's sword's Lu Ye's's sword.. Lu Ye's Sword's sword..
Only then did Lu Ye get a clear look at his opponent. It was a burly fellow with a finger-wide greatsword in his hands. He leaped into the air and slashed down viciously.
. The moment their weapons collided, Lu Ye's body sank slightly. He shifted his center of gravity and steadied himself. Then, he pushed his sword back.
When the ear-piercing sound of friction rang out, a look of disbelief appeared in the sturdy male cultivator's eyes. He was sent flying by an irresistible force.
Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.
Lu Ye couldn't be compared to his opponent at all. His opponent this time was obviously a strong and ferocious cultivator. This kind of person was naturally suited to walk the path of a Body Cultivator. However, this guy probably wanted to become a Weapon Cultivator. That was why he chose such an exaggerated weapon. He wanted to defeat ten people with brute force.
Lu Ye's choice wasn't wrong. Along the way, no cultivator of the same level could compete with him in terms of strength. Even if there was someone close to his strength, they would still be cut by his exaggerated sword until they doubted their life.
Until this time ….
What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that his opponent had actually sent him flying with only one hand holding a sword! This time, it was his turn to doubt his life.
"What a strong force!" Next to Li Baxian, an expert on the Spirit Stream List whispered. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that something on Lu Ye's body seemed to have changed.
If Lu Ye had been a little timid before, then he was now completely unrestrained.
Li Baxian's eyes flashed. He also saw something different.
"You don't seem to have introduced yourself!" In the ring, Lu Ye quickly followed after his opponent after sending him flying. Before his opponent landed on the ground, he slashed a few times, leaving several wounds on his body. Blood spurted out, and the man's face twisted in pain. When he landed on the ground, he raised his sword with both hands to block.
However, Lu Ye's movements weren't exactly nimble. Compared to him, Lu Ye was like a dancing butterfly, extremely nimble and agile.
In the blink of an eye, the man's body was covered in wounds. Fortunately, the wounds weren't deep, which gave him the illusion that he could continue to fight.
However, the onlookers could clearly see that the reason he could still stand in the ring was because Lu Ye didn't kill him at all. He seemed to be deliberately torturing his opponent.
"Which sect are you from?" Lu Ye asked again, while forcing his opponent to retreat with a slash.
The strong male cultivator panted. Although he knew he was no match for Lu Ye, he still stubbornly replied, "Ninghe Fort!"
After getting the answer he wanted, Lu Ye nodded slightly. Mud and stones splashed under his feet, and he instantly appeared in front of his opponent. His speed was so fast that the strong male cultivator couldn't react in time. When he saw Lu Ye's slash, he could only hurriedly raise his sword to block in front of him.
Lu Ye immediately stabbed with his saber. This time, the saber stabbed through his chest and came out from his back, directly piercing through his opponent.
When he pulled out the saber, blood spurted out. Lu Ye then kicked out, sending the man flying.
The man lay on the ground, feeling his life ebbing away. Even in death, he couldn't understand one thing. Why didn't his enemy kill him earlier when he could have done so quickly?
In the Grand Heaven Alliance camp, Wei Yang whispered softly, "Our Little Junior Brother seems to be very vengeful."
Li Baxian nodded in agreement. Asking about his opponent's background twice during the battle clearly wasn't because he appreciated his opponent's talent, but because he wanted to remember the sect behind his opponent. Moreover, after getting the answer he wanted, he immediately finished off his opponent …
He couldn't help but grin. His Little Junior Brother was so relaxed, which meant he was somewhat confident. If he couldn't survive this battle, then remembering his opponent's Sect was meaningless.
No wonder he would report his Sect before every battle. Li Baxian thought he was a good kid who knew etiquette, but he didn't expect that he would just remember them in his little notebook.
In the ring, Lu Ye raised his hand, "I need to rest!"
He didn't continue to kill. He had defeated five people in a row in the first battle, and four of them were killed. Except for the first one who was a Fifth-Order, the others were all Sixth-Order. The initial display of strength was enough.
The Spirit Qi in his body was consumed, but not by much. After all, every battle ended quickly, but this was a protracted battle, so he needed to rest to ensure that his Spirit Qi was abundant.
This was his right, and also something that was agreed upon in the Heaven's Secret Contract. Naturally, no one from Myriad Demon Ridge could refuse.
Soon, Lu Ye returned to his camp. Under the care of Li Baxian, Wei Yang, and the others, he swallowed a Spirit Pill and pretended to take out two Spirit Stones.
He didn't construct Spirit Gathering Spirit Runes in his Spirit Apertures because the time to rest was too short. No matter how small the consumption of Spirit Gathering Spirit Runes was, there was still a consumption. The cost was not proportional to the benefits.
He just switched his Secret Art to Gluttonous Feast to speed up the refinement of the Spirit Pill.
While he was recuperating, several experts from the Myriad Demons Ridge had gathered together and were secretly discussing how to deal with the situation.
Han Zhe Yue was called over, and the Master in the top twenty of the Spirit Stream List asked, "The strength and speed of this boy from Blue Blood Sect are extraordinary. This is not something a Fifth-Order cultivator can possess. Was he like this before?"
In the previous few battles, they could see that the biggest reason why Lu Ye could defeat stronger opponents was not because of the defensive Spirit Rune, but because of the speed and strength of his attacks. In these few battles, the number of times Lu Ye had activated his defensive Spirit Rune could be counted on one hand.
So, even if his cultivation was higher by one order, his speed was not as fast, and his strength was not as strong, he was still not his opponent.
This question confused Han Zhe Yue. She really didn't know what Lu Ye was like before. During the Dragon Spring Festival, she was only sitting in the main hall of the Central Peak, so she didn't see with her own eyes how Lu Ye killed her own cultivators.
After pondering for a moment, Han Zhe Yue said, "This might have something to do with him entering the Dragon Spring to temper his body."
"Dragon Spring to temper his body?" The person who asked the question frowned. Obviously, he had never heard of it. The Spirit Stream Battlefield was so big, and there were resources everywhere. Although the Dragon Spring was good, it was only for low-level cultivators. It wasn't very famous in the entire battlefield.
Han Zhe Yue briefly explained the Dragon Spring Festival, and finally said, "This time, there was a problem with the Dragon Spring. When our Tai Luo Sect disciples entered, the power of the Dragon Spring was almost negligible. After that, we checked with Blue Feather Mountain and found that they didn't get many benefits. "
Speaking of this, she was angry.
The Dragon Spring Festival was not only a competition between the disciples of the three sects to enter the Dragon Spring, but it was also a confrontation between the three forces. Tai Luo Sect had lost so many people this time, and it was not easy for them to get some spots. In the end, their disciples didn't get many benefits inside, which was equivalent to those disciples dying in vain.
No one could bear this, so when Han Zhe Yue heard the news about Lu Ye, she hurried over to kill him.
"It seems that it has nothing to do with the Dragon Spring!" The Myriad Demon Ridge Master frowned, "So, it seems that he is talented?"
No wonder he had the courage to jump out and be so arrogant, even daring to challenge the entire Myriad Demon Ridge.
However, he didn't panic. This wheel battle had just begun. Although five people had been defeated, there were still many people who hadn't fought. As long as they arranged it well, Lu Ye would be dead in three days.
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