The fierce battle raged on. Many figures danced in the air as colorful World Energy rays intertwined and shuttled back and forth. Apart from a few Cloud River Ninth Order cultivators, none of the remaining Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators were Lu Ye's match. Whether it was a Seventh Order or Eighth Order cultivator, as long as Yang Kai found an opportunity, his saber would either kill or seriously injure them. Even the several Cloud River Ninth Order cultivators were unable to withstand the indescribably violent slashes and were forced into dire straits.
The number of Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators continued to decrease.
However, even though Lu Ye looked miserable, his aura grew stronger and stronger as he fought, as if there was no end to it.
The shouts of the cultivators of the Myriad Demons Ridge rose and fell one after another, cheering for themselves and encouraging others at the same time.
Lu Ye's tattered shirt was suddenly torn off.
It was almost torn into strips of cloth, and his blood-stained shirt was torn off, revealing Lu Ye's slender and muscular upper body.
His upper body was already stained red with blood, and under the scorching sun, he looked like he was wearing a red armor.
However, all the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators' eyes were filled with shock at this moment. They finally understood why Lu Ye hadn't died yet.
This was because his body was covered with wounds of various sizes. However, not a single drop of blood flowed out from each of the wounds. In fact, some of the wounds even showed signs of healing.
What kind of recovery ability was this?
What kind of terrifying physique did he have?
Search!
Before this, everyone thought that after suffering so many injuries, Lu Ye must be at the end of his rope. It wasn't until they saw the truth of his injuries that they understood.
Everything before this was just their own wishful thinking.
Their thoughts of hostility continued.
Such an enemy was no longer someone they, Cloud River Realm cultivators, could deal with!
He was a f * cking monster!
There had never been a lack of courageous cultivators in the group of cultivators. Previously, even if they had suffered many casualties, they would still fight to the death with Lu Ye. Now that they saw the reality and realized that they couldn't defeat the enemy in front of them, some of them naturally made the right choice.
"Run!
A low shout rang out, and the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivator who spoke immediately turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance. Knowing that you couldn't defeat your enemy, that wasn't bravery, but stupidity.
There were many capable people in the world of cultivation. No one could say that they were invincible. If they couldn't win, they would run. There was nothing to be ashamed of. Preserving their lives was the most important thing.
As soon as someone moved, someone immediately followed. In an instant, many Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators gathered around Lu Ye.
Saint
This was where the confidence of the Demon Ridge cultivators came from.
Everyone in the Myriad Demon Ridge thought that he was Big Brother Qiang's weakest, but in reality, the injuries he had suffered were just superficial wounds. He just looked miserable.
Even those flesh wounds were rapidly recovering under the immense vitality of his body.
Xia Liang was right.
Compared to before entering the Soaring Dragon Realm's Secret Realm, Lu Ye had indeed undergone a complete transformation!
At this moment, after seeing the true state of Lu Ye's injuries, all the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators who were still holding on to hope felt their bodies turn cold.
They had worked so hard for so long and sacrificed so many lives, but they had only caused some superficial wounds to the enemy?
What a laughable and pitiful scene!
Unwillingness, anger, grievance, all kinds of emotions surged in their hearts, but it also caused many people to lose contact with Lu Yeji.
They couldn't avoid the fate of dying one after another. Everyone was aghast.
A huge question arose in their hearts. Why was Lu Ye still not dead? Why wasn't he dead?
Up until now, many Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators had caused at least hundreds of injuries to him. Under normal circumstances, the other party should have lost the ability to fight. How could the more he fought, the fiercer he became?
After another fierce confrontation, Lu Ye stood in mid-air.
Cultivators from the Myriad Demons Ridge surrounded him from all directions.
Lu Ye didn't attack again, and the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators didn't dare to act rashly. They were all on guard, secretly urging their spiritual power. The scene was tense.
He raised his eyes and swept across the faces in front of him. He casually waved the Mountain Saber in his hand and grabbed it.
His saber.
Two of them were already dead, so there were only two left!
He turned his head and stared at Tan Sheng who was at the side. The moment their gazes met, a cold murderous intent surged. Tan Sheng's heart skipped a beat. Without any hesitation, he quickly retreated and shouted, "Go! “
These words were clearly shouted at Xia Liang.
He had been targeted by Lu Ye. Based on the means that Lu Ye had shown just now, he felt that he was doomed.
Even if Xia Liang was willing to stay and help him, the two of them were no match for the current Lu Ye. Since that was the case, he might as well survive!
He would try his best to delay Lu Ye and give Xia Liang a chance to live!
With this thought in mind, a bloody mist burst out from his body, and he used the fastest speed in his life to escape to the back. However, what he saw was that the fiery red wings on Lu Yiye's back only flapped lightly, and he was even faster than him.
Swoosh!
More than a dozen people left.
In the next moment, more people chose to leave, and a gap immediately appeared in the tight encirclement.
Working together was an atmosphere. Once it was broken at such a juncture, it could no longer be maintained. More people began to flee.
Lu Ye frowned.
He didn't expect that just taking off his shirt would cause such a situation.
In the battle, his shirt had been torn into strips of cloth. It would affect his performance if he continued to wear it, so it was naturally more convenient to take it off.
But it caused such a result.
However, he soon understood the reason for this.
He didn't chase after the fleeing Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators because there was no need. Among this group, he only had to kill four people.
Du
Du chased after him.
The distance between them was rapidly closing. Sure enough, he couldn't escape!
Tan Sheng's heart was cold. Between life and death, he was unprecedentedly calm. He desperately urged his spiritual power and burned his Qi and blood, just to increase his speed by a little and delay Lu Ye as much as possible.
One breath, two breaths, three …
The distance between them was already less than ten feet.
Tan Sheng's retreating figure suddenly stopped. Then, in an incomprehensible way, he changed from extreme stillness to extreme motion, brazenly pouncing toward Lu Ye, the long spear in his hand stabbing out.
Time seemed to stop at this moment. Tan Sheng's heart suddenly gave birth to all kinds of understanding. This spear, which he had poured all his strength into, had exceeded his own limits.
There were great terrors between life and death, but also great opportunities.
In his perception, the vitality in Lu Ye's body was like a ball of fire burning fiercely, vigorous and frightening.
The strong vitality naturally made the physique stronger, and at the same time, it also made the recovery ability more outstanding.
Before the trip to the Soaring Dragon Realm, Lu Ye's physique was comparable to a body cultivator of the same level. And the trip to the Soaring Dragon Realm allowed him to obtain the final source of the Soaring Dragon Realm. After coming back from the dead, his vitality was as vast as the sea.
This was also why when Lu Ye rushed out of the Soaring Dragon Realm, Hua Ci sensed that his vitality was almost comparable to Shui Yuan's.
The benefits of a vast vitality were not only tyrannical recovery ability.
It could also make the physique stronger. Of course, it was not at the level of a Divine Sea Realm cultivator, but if a Cloud River Realm cultivator wanted to cause real effective damage to him, it would be difficult.
It would be very difficult.
This was why he dared to face more than two million people alone.
Comparatively speaking, Xia Liang gave Lu Ye a greater sense of threat, and Tan Sheng was always a level higher.
Now it seemed that he really couldn't underestimate anyone. Perhaps those who were originally inferior to others could surpass those who came later after an epiphany.
In the face of this awe-inspiring spear, Lu Ye quickly raised his saber and stabbed forward.
Tan Sheng was still immersed in his many comprehensions, wholeheartedly devoted to his spear. Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed.
The scorching sun was clearly shining in the sky, but he seemed to see a sky full of twinkling stars. Then, those twinkling stars wrapped in the sky and poured down.
The stars fell, drowning the figure of the dragon. No matter how the dragon struggled and roared, it was useless. All the scenery shattered like an illusion. Tan Sheng was still in midair, holding his spear.
Breathing heavily, he quietly looked at Lu Ye in front of him.
This spear thrust with the intention of perishing together with the enemy allowed Tan Sheng to see through the secret of his own sect, a trace of the mystery of the Great Sage Dragon Spear.
It turned out that he had practiced it wrong before!
Lu Ye was aware of this momentary change in Tan Sheng. When his spear thrust forward, Lu Ye couldn't help but feel a trace of danger.
In a trance, what appeared in his vision was not a spear, but a dragon shaking its head and wagging its tail.
Opening its bloody mouth, it wanted to swallow him into its stomach.
Spear Intent!
Tan Sheng's spear had undoubtedly touched upon the level of Intent. If he survived this time, his strength would definitely grow by leaps and bounds, and he would have a chance to become one of the strongest Cloud River Realm cultivators. Tan Sheng and Xia Liang had been inseparable these days.
Both of their cultivations were Cloud River Ninth Order, but when he looked down, he saw that his spear had pierced Lu Ye's waist and abdomen, but it had only pierced three inches into his flesh, not piercing through Lu Ye's entire body.
Lu Yiye's physique … was so strong that it made people jealous!
"What kind of Saber Technique is this?" Tan Sheng asked. "Starry Sky."
Lu Ye answered as he raised his hand and pulled out the spear that had pierced into his body. Blood burst out, but soon, the flesh around the wound wriggled and no more blood flowed out.
It's really powerful! " Tan Sheng was not stingy with his praise. Changing the topic, he said, "It's not that my Great Sage Dragon Spear is inferior to your Starry Sky, it's that my cultivation is not good enough, and my skill is inferior!
After saying this, his head suddenly hung down, and the aura that had locked his body dissipated. His whole body was like a balloon that had been pierced with countless holes.
Blood flew out and fell straight to the ground below.
Tan Sheng was dead!
Even before his death, he seriously defended the prestige of his sect's Secret Technique.
Lu Ye could understand, but since they were enemies, and the other party had repeatedly made things difficult for him before, he naturally wouldn't show mercy.
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