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Chapter 398

Words:2781Update:23/03/14 04:22:05

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In the arena, Lu Ye summoned his spirit boat and flew up to Zhuo Jianchen's position, which was a few dozen feet away.

Although his journey had been very smooth, Lu Ye would never underestimate his opponents, especially when the one in front of him was most likely a sword cultivator!

The fact that his opponent was ranked 32nd showed that he was quite capable.

Their eyes met, and Zhuo Jianchen angrily asked, "Lu Yiye, what did you do to my junior sister?"

Lu Ye thought for a moment. He had pushed Bai Lan from 48th to 97th place, and had even extorted the Earth Flame, which was worth 4,000 merit points. Did he really go overboard?

But then again, that woman should be thanking him for not killing her. If he hadn't been in a hurry to get the Earth Flame, that woman would have been dead already.

Compared to his life, what did falling on the Spirit Stream List and losing some treasures mean?

His junior sister had been bullied, and his senior brother had come to her rescue.

Lu Ye's silence made Zhuo Jianchen even angrier, and his face turned green. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, since you have nothing to say, then die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven flying swords of different lengths appeared beside Zhuo Jianchen. They emitted a burst of sword-light as they shot toward Lu Ye. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of him.

The flying swords of sword cultivators were extremely fast, and their killing power was also very strong, which was why sword cultivators could kill enemies above their level.

Lu Ye didn't know much about sword cultivators, but Zhuo Jianchen could control seven flying swords at once, so his mind was undoubtedly much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to control so many flying swords.

However, there was still a big gap between him and Yu Lianzhou. According to Lu Ye's knowledge, Yu Lianzhou's limit was 20 flying swords, which was almost three times that of Zhuo Jianchen.

He was even more incomparable to Li Baxian. The number of times Li Baxian had used Sword Kinesis Flight in the Spirit Stream Realm was an unbreakable record. One reason for this was his innate talent, and the other reason was that he had stayed in the Spirit Stream Realm for far too long.

For more than ten years, he hadn't been able to increase his cultivation, so he had been strengthening his mind, which was why he could control 100 flying swords.

It could be said that Li Baxian's starting point in the Cloud River Tier was much higher than the average person's.

When the seven flying swords came, the weapon box at Lu Ye's waist buzzed, and nine streams of flowing light went up to meet them. In an instant, the place where the two of them were standing in mid-air was filled with flowing light flashing incessantly. Ding ding dang dang sounds could be heard incessantly, and occasionally there were scenes of sparks flying in all directions.

Lu Ye was still very confident in his ability to control artifacts. After all, his soul was strong, and the power of his mind was strong as well. This greatly increased his ability to control spirit artifacts and spirit energy.

Throughout the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield, there was no one with a stronger soul than him, and there were only a handful of people who could surpass him in terms of artifact control. Zhuo Jianchen definitely wasn't one of them.

In the air where the two of them were, Imperial Artifacts were colliding with each other. Under the control of the two of them, the Spirit Artifacts seemed to have a life of their own and were fighting against each other.

But in just a moment, Zhuo Jianchen's flying sword was at a disadvantage and was completely suppressed.

This couldn't be helped. Lu Ye had the advantage in terms of number of artifacts, and he could also enchant his artifacts with various spirit patterns. This was something that Zhuo Jianchen couldn't compare to.

He obviously sensed that something was wrong. When his seven Flying Swords were forced to close in front of him, the spiritual energy in his body suddenly surged. In an instant, the seven Flying Swords, which had already been defeated, gathered together, entwined with each other, and shot out like a spinning top.

As they flew, Lu Ye's artifacts were all sent flying.

Sword Array! Lu Ye raised an eyebrow. Although he didn't know much about the techniques of sword cultivators, he had still heard of sword arrays before.

Normally, cultivators would need at least three people to form a sword array. However, powerful sword cultivators could form a sword array by themselves because they could control many flying swords.

The might of the sword array formed by the seven flying swords couldn't be underestimated. The sword whistled through the air, and its momentum was like thunder. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Lu Ye.

Lu Ye's artifact had been sent flying, and it was too late for him to return to help.

Just as the sword array arrived in front of Lu Ye, the Coiling Mountain Saber was suddenly unsheathed. A fiery-red saber light slashed down, and a powerful shockwave swept out from the front, accompanied by a cold sword intent.

On the ground, Yiyi raised her head and saw Lu Ye holding the Coiling Mountain Saber in front of him. In front of the saber, the sword array buzzed, pushing against his body and forcing him to retreat. Behind the sword array, Zhuo Jianchen's body had merged with the sword light, and he had become one with the sword as he attacked!

Yiyi looked on calmly, and didn't have any intention of interfering.

For Lu Ye, challenging the Spirit Stream List was a way to reach his limit in the shortest amount of time. At the same time, it was also a way to temper himself.

Fighting with experts from various factions and fighting to the death was the best way to speed up the growth of one's strength.

The opponents he had faced before were all weak and couldn't even withstand a single blow. Now that he had finally found a decent opponent, how could Yiyi interfere?

Nine rays of light from the Imperial Equipment attacked from the left and right. Zhuo Jianchen, who had merged with the sword light, felt the killing intent in the first moment. The long sword in his hand continuously blocked the incoming Imperial Equipment. However, the huge impact caused his wrist to go numb. He was secretly shocked that Lu Yiye was only a weapon cultivator, so how could his Imperial Equipment be so fast and powerful?

The moment he was distracted, a flaw appeared in the sword array.

Lu Ye withdrew his saber and thrust it forward, and the Coiling Mountain Saber pierced through the flaw in the sword array. Violent spiritual energy swept out, and the sword array immediately collapsed, turning into rays of light that shot out in all directions.

Lu Ye's figure paused, and in the next moment, he pounced on Zhuo Jianchen like a fierce tiger descending from a mountain.

The saber and sword collided, and an ear-piercing sound of friction rang out. In the air, the two figures were less than three meters away from each other, and they stared at each other. One's eyes were spitting fire, as if there was an irreconcilable hatred between them, while the other's expression was calm.

Zhuo Jianchen clenched his teeth and shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

Before the battle began, he was actually very worried because so far, none of the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators who had accepted Lu Ye's challenge had had a good ending. However, after the battle began, he discovered that the outside world had overestimated Lu Yiye. Admittedly, this guy did have some strength, otherwise, he wouldn't have been qualified to challenge him, but that was it!

Zhuo Jianchen even felt that if he worked a little harder, he could defeat Lu Yiye.

If that was the case, then he would be able to win glory for the Myriad Devil Ridge and his sect!

With a roar, Zhuo Jianchen pointed his sword and sword flowers shot towards Lu Ye.

The shining saber light cut through the sky, and the sword flowers that filled the sky dissipated.

Zhuo Jianchen felt a chill on his chest and instinctively took a few steps back. He looked at Lu Ye in surprise and then looked down at his chest.

There was actually a bloody wound on his chest.

Lu Yiye's saber had been so fast that he hadn't been able to react.

"You …" Zhuo Jianchen suddenly began to doubt himself. He had thought that Lu Yiye was only so-so, but now that Lu Yiye had suddenly attacked, he immediately realized a serious problem.

Could it be that what he had seen before was Lu Yiye's full strength?

He hadn't considered that before, mainly because he hadn't expected that someone would hold back when challenging the Spirit Stream List.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of him. Lu Ye, who had been dozens of feet away, was now in front of him. Facing the saber, Zhuo Jianchen could only block it with his sword.

A vast and irresistible force swept over from above. Zhuo Jianchen's body and the air-transportation spiritual tool under his feet crashed to the ground like meteors falling from the sky.

With a loud bang, dust flew everywhere.

Zhuo Jianchen struggled to his feet, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. His eyes were filled with disbelief, as if he couldn't understand how he couldn't even block Lu Ye's saber. Moreover, the sudden burst of power from Lu Ye was simply shocking.

Beside his feet was his air-transportation spiritual tool, but under such an impact, it was basically scrapped. After all, air-transportation spiritual tools didn't have much defensive power.

He staggered a few steps and looked up, but didn't see Lu Ye's figure. Just as he was about to raise his guard, he heard footsteps coming from the side. Turning around, he saw Lu Ye walking over with the Mountain Plate Saber in his hand.

Lu Yiye's pace wasn't fast, but there was a boundless pressure weighing down on Zhuo Jianchen's heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Zhuo Jianchen raised his sword, pointed it at Lu Ye, and shouted, "Why didn't you use your full strength at the beginning?!"

Only now did he realize that Lu Yiye hadn't used his full strength at the beginning, which gave him the illusion that he could beat this person if he tried.

What was this? Wasn't humiliating his junior sister enough? Was he trying to humiliate him too?

After hearing Zhuo Jianchen's words, Lu Ye didn't want to respond. However, after thinking for a moment, he said, "I wanted to see the strength of those ranked around the thirtieth place."

He hadn't had a chance to fight in the previous battles, as he had been directly rejected by the cultivators of the Myriad Devil Ridge. As a result, he only had a rough idea of the strength of the cultivators ranked around the fiftieth place.

Since Zhuo Jianchen had finally accepted his challenge, he naturally had to hold back.

"What's the result?"

"I'm a bit disappointed!"

The corners of Zhuo Jianchen's eyes twitched violently. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Lu Ye's body surging with spiritual power as he rushed toward him.

"I …"

"Roar!" Under the tiger's roar, Zhuo Jianchen only had time to spit out a single word before his head felt as if it had been hit by a hammer, and he suddenly became dizzy.

However, he was still a sword cultivator, and the fact that he could control seven swords showed that his mind was stronger than that of ordinary Spirit Stream Stage cultivators. Therefore, Hu Po's roar didn't affect him as much as the others.

"… I admit defeat!" As soon as Zhuo Jianchen regained consciousness, he shouted these two words. However, Lu Ye's figure had already disappeared, leaving only the sound of a saber sheathing behind him.

Zhuo Jianchen sighed softly and looked up at the clouds in the sky. He muttered, "So that's how it is!"

So this was the reason why Lu Yiye had been able to prevent the cultivators of the Myriad Devil Ridge from admitting defeat …

Although he had shouted it, it was still a bit too late.

On the Spirit Stream List, the thirty-fourth name trembled slightly before disappearing, replaced by the name of Lu Yiye from the Jade Blood Sect.

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