On the blood-stained arena, Lu Ye looked up and saw the cat demon crouching with one hand on the ground and the other on her mouth. There was a pair of claws on each of her hands, and they were extremely sharp. She licked the blood off the claws, and her eyes shone with a demonic light. She let out a soft meow, as if provoking Lu Ye.
She had a faint smile on her face. She could see that Lu Ye was about to lose and that victory was waving at her.
She had a smooth figure and sharp claws. She was no cat, she was more like a cheetah.
The figure crouching on the ground suddenly rushed forward and made a sharp turn when she got close. Lu Ye's eyes turned and looked to the side. He stood up and stabbed with his saber!
An ear-piercing sound of friction rang out as sparks flew in all directions. Cat Demon's figure was revealed as the tip of the blade pierced through her cheek. The sharp blade left a small wound on her smooth and tender face. However, she was smiling because at this moment, she had already used her claws to clasp Lu Ye's long blade!
Lu Ye wanted to pull his saber back, but he couldn't.
The Cat Demon's other claws immediately fell and a light flashed on them.
With a cracking sound, the Spirit Artifact saber that had accompanied Lu Ye for several months broke, leaving only half of its body.
He had obtained this Spirit Artifact from the fair-skinned cultivator he killed in Blue Cloud Mountain. It only had a single seal to strengthen the saber, so it was the worst quality Spirit Artifact. The fair-skinned cultivator's cultivation wasn't high, so he couldn't afford a good Spirit Artifact.
But even if the quality wasn't high, this Spirit Artifact saber still had unimaginable power in Lu Ye's hands because he could enhance it with Sharpness Spirit Runes.
Along the way, at least fifty or sixty Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators had died under this saber. If this round of tag-team battles were included, the number had already exceeded a hundred.
But today, the saber that had accompanied Lu Ye all this time had been cut in half!
Many cultivators from Grand Heaven Alliance paled. A cultivator's strength would definitely be affected if their Spirit Artifact was broken, especially for Lu Ye. The reason why he could kill so many Sixth Order cultivators was partly because of his own strength, but this Spirit Artifact also played an important role.
On the other hand, the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators all breathed a sigh of relief, especially the Masters on the Spirit Stream List. They were all grinning from ear to ear.
It was a sure win!
Whether it was Grand Heaven Alliance or Myriad Demon Ridge, they all believed that the saber in Lu Ye's hand was an excellent quality Spirit Artifact. The fact that the Sixth-Order cultivators couldn't even fight back was the best proof. This Spirit Artifact saber was Lu Ye's fangs!
Therefore, the Myriad Devil Ridge had been trying to find a way to cut off this fang. As long as this fang was broken, the Myriad Devil Ridge would be in an invincible position. The cultivators that came out before would always choose to attack Lu Ye. It wasn't because they thought they could beat Lu Ye, but because they wanted to break the saber in Lu Ye's hand!
Unfortunately, no one had ever succeeded. At this moment, the cat demon did not disappoint. With her swift speed and two claws, she broke the saber that was stained with the blood of the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivator!
With his fangs broken, this Blue Blood Sect disciple named Lu Ye no longer had any room to resist.
The moment the long saber broke, the Cat Demon pounced on Lu Ye excitedly. Her two bright eyes were filled with excitement. She seemed to see a large amount of rewards waving at her. She even saw Lu Ye brandishing the broken saber and slashing at her!
If it were before, she would definitely dodge such a saber. After all, she was known for her speed and her defense was not very good. If she was hit by Lu Ye's saber, she wouldn't have a good ending.
But now, she didn't dodge. Instead, she slammed into Lu Ye's chest, and the claws on her right hand went straight for Lu Ye's heart.
* Puchi … *
Blood splashed as the cat demon's claws stabbed into Lu Ye's heart, but she froze in place. She raised her head and looked at Lu Ye with a puzzled expression, "How did you …"
Lu Ye kicked the cat demon in front of her and sent her flying. While she was still in the air, she raised her hand to cover her throat. When she staggered to the ground, a large amount of blood flowed out from her hands. Blood also filled her mouth and nose. She seemed to want to say something but couldn't. After struggling for a moment, the light in her eyes quickly faded.
Lu Ye raised his hand to cover his chest and took a deep breath. He sensed that the injury wasn't serious and didn't touch his heart.
At that moment, he had the opportunity to activate the defensive spirit rune to block the attack. But now, his spiritual energy was decreasing. Moreover, after swallowing spirit pills, his spiritual energy became more and more obscure. So, under the premise that he could conserve his spiritual energy, he would do his best to conserve it. For this reason, he was willing to suffer a small injury.
Amidst the silence, he walked to the Grand Sky Alliance's camp with the broken saber and sat down cross-legged. He took out healing powder from his storage bag and smeared it on his chest.
Wei Yang looked at him and clenched her fists. She resisted the urge to bandage his wound …
"Idiot!" On the Myriad Devil Ridge's side, an expert on the Spirit Stream List gritted his teeth and cursed. Lu Ye's weapon being broken just now was definitely the closest the Myriad Devil Ridge's side had taken to victory. At that time, the cat demon only needed to be more vigilant and had a great chance of killing Lu Ye. But this guy was too complacent and had his throat slit. He died without knowing how.
After the fortieth battle, there were only three battles left. The sky was already bright!
However, it didn't matter anymore. Lu Ye's long saber was broken, so his strength was bound to be greatly weakened. The last three battles would be able to take him down no matter what.
The experts on the Spirit Stream List looked at each other and let out a long sigh.
Before signing the Heavenly Fate Contract with Li Baxian, none of them had expected the situation to develop like this. Everyone thought that no matter how powerful Lu Ye was, he wouldn't be able to last ten rounds.
But now, it was more than ten rounds. It was already the fortieth round!
At this point, they were most thankful that Han Zhe Yue had provided them with the information. Otherwise, without knowing anything, they would have already killed all 43 sects. That would have been the biggest joke of the Myriad Devil Ridge.
In front of the arena, the three cultivators from the Myriad Devil Ridge looked at each other. They were the challengers of the last three sects. One of them was from the Sacred Flame Sect. There was a burning flame on his forehead, which was the symbol of their sacred flame. The other two were disciples from second or third rank sects.
The reason they were ranked last was naturally related to their backgrounds. The sects behind the previous challengers were not as powerful as theirs, so they were ranked first.
The first forty people had used their blood and death to pave the way to victory. No matter who went up next, they would have a great chance of picking the fruits of victory.
This was not only related to the generous rewards, but also their own futures. Therefore, all three of them wanted to go up next.
However, the Sacred Flame Sect was only a fourth rank sect, which was slightly weaker than the other two sects. After a moment of hesitation, they took the initiative to take a step back. It was obvious that they wanted to give the opportunity to the other two.
"Senior Brother Hu Ping, what do you think?" One of them asked, eager to try.
"Junior Brother Zian has given me a difficult problem. If I say I want to go first, you will definitely not agree. But if I let you go first, I will not be happy either." Hu Ping lowered his voice. "At this juncture, we can't decide the winner first."
"Yes, but there has to be a first." Zian nodded.
"How about this? Let him choose. Whoever he chooses will be the winner!"
"Well … that's good!"
After a simple discussion, the two of them stood in place and waited. They looked at Lu Ye, who was adjusting himself in the arena, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Near the Haotian Alliance, Lu Ye silently sensed his own condition. It was very bad. Even if he had 30 minutes to rest, he could not recover much of his Spiritual Power. After such a series of battles, he only had about 30% of his Spiritual Power left.
Although there were many injuries on his body, they were not serious. The healing powder that Hua Ci had made for him was very effective for external injuries. However, the symptoms of blood loss still made him feel a little dizzy.
He did not know how many people he had killed, nor did he know how many more battles he had to fight. However, he knew that if someone accepted the challenge, he had to stand up.
This was the path he had chosen. As he had said before, he was not afraid of death, but he did not want to wait for it.
The candles on the side burned out, and it was time to rest.
Lu Ye stood up with the help of his broken saber and walked forward step by step.
Wei Yang opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she did not say anything.
She wanted to tell Lu Ye that he only needed to win three more battles, but she was afraid that her words would affect Lu Ye's condition. Sometimes, it was not a good thing to know the future.
On top of the golden light, there was a huge crowd. There were already more than five thousand cultivators from both camps gathered here. When Lu Ye was resting, the sound of people talking could be heard. The scene was chaotic, but when he walked out, the whole world fell silent.
Several thousand pairs of eyes were focused on him. Even the cultivators from the Myriad Demon Ridge had lost their previous contempt and mockery. Everyone looked at him with an extremely dignified gaze.
A Fifth Order cultivator who had fought forty battles in a row and had not lost a single battle. Such a proud record would not allow anyone to blaspheme. Even the cultivators from the enemy camp would give him enough respect.
It was foreseeable that for a long time in the future, the figure who carried a broken saber and walked step by step onto the blood-soaked stage would be the nightmare of many Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators.
On the stage, Lu Ye stood still as the mountain wind whistled past.
On the Myriad Demon Ridge side, two figures stood up. In the next moment, several thousand pairs of sharp eyes from the Haotian Alliance stared at them. There was no lack of Masters on the Spirit Stream List among them. Murderous intent instantly surged.
The two Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators were so scared that they almost shrank back. This battle array … was too terrifying.
Hu Ping knew that the situation was not good and hurriedly explained, "It's not two against one. We just want Brother Yi Ye to choose his own opponent."
Zian nodded repeatedly, indicating that they disdained to do something as tasteless as two against one.
Lu Ye raised his broken saber and pointed it at Hu Ping with a calm expression, "Then I'll choose you."
Hu Ping raised his eyebrows in pleasant surprise.
Although Zian was unwilling, he still stepped back.
Hu Ping took a deep breath and was just about to introduce himself to Lu Ye when he heard a loud thud. He could see Lu Ye's blood-stained dirt flying into the air as Lu Ye shot towards him like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
Hu Ping was shocked. This guy would always introduce himself. Why didn't he even give him a chance to speak this time? Was he crazy?
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