With a boom, the newcomer did not dodge, and forcibly smashed the fire dragon into sparks that filled the sky. There was a faint flash of black light, and the body of the spell cultivator standing in midair swayed slightly. Blood spurted out from his neck, and he fell down head first.
The black streak of light wrapped in lightning charged into the battlefield. Wherever it passed, miserable screams rang out and severed limbs and flesh flew through the air. The chaotic and bloody battlefield instantly turned into a purgatory.
In the crowd, Lu Ye stared at the dancing black streak of light. Although he did not know who it was and could not see its movements, the black streak of light gave him a very familiar feeling.
It was a kind of familiarity that did not make sense.
Lu Ye looked down at his own battlefield imprint and felt a slight warmth coming from it. It seemed to be from the same source as the black streak of light.
Was this … someone from the Jade Blood Sect?
The Jade Blood Sect still had disciples?
He did not know the exact situation of the Jade Blood Sect, but from what he knew, he had always thought that the Sect had not accepted any disciples for thirty years and was about to be expelled from the Sect.
But now it seemed that was not the case. The Jade Blood Sect still had disciples, at least one.
"Ignore her, kill Lu Ye!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
As soon as the voice fell, the black streak of light had already arrived in front of him and his head flew into the air.
A series of Techniques fell from the sky, most of them fire-type, especially the ferocious Fire Dragons. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, causing the air to distort.
The black streak of light wrapped in purple lightning flashed in front of Lu Ye and the others. It raised its hand and grabbed a green leaf. The leaf immediately enlarged and blocked everyone's heads.
* Hong Hong Hong … *
The Techniques fell one after another, but they could not break through the leaf's protection. Lu Ye stared blankly at the figure in front of him.
This woman was extremely tall, and she wore clothes that didn't fit her well, outlining her graceful figure. The spiritual energy around her surged wildly along with the purple lightning. She resisted the attacks of the spells and smiled at Lu Ye, "Little Junior Brother? I am your Eldest Senior Sister, Wei Yang. "
In that instant, the world lost its colour.
Lu Ye hurriedly bowed, "Greetings, Eldest Senior Sister!"
His Eldest Senior Sister was so fierce?
Furthermore, she was so beautiful and had such a great figure …
"I'm late, mainly because the old man at home is too stubborn."
Old man? Lu Ye froze for a moment before realizing that she was talking about the Sect Leader … She didn't dare to reply.
At the same time, the cultivators of the Grand Heaven Alliance who were separated outside also charged in. It was Wei Yang who opened a gap for them.
Although she had just arrived, she could see the situation clearly at a glance and knew that it was unrealistic to try to save Lu Ye on her own. If she wanted to protect Lu Ye, she would have to borrow the strength of others.
This was the reason why she let the cultivators of the Grand Heaven Alliance in as soon as possible. Only with more people could they protect Lu Ye.
In the blink of an eye, the number of cultivators gathered around Lu Ye increased to over a hundred people. These people huddled together while resisting the attacks from all directions. Although there was no need to worry for a while, they would eventually run out of energy.
"Everyone, protect my Junior Brother!" Wei Yang suddenly opened her mouth and said.
Immediately, many people responded at once, "We'll follow Senior's orders!"
Their attitudes were extremely enthusiastic.
Wei Yang charged forward again and her tall figure once again turned into a black streak of light. The cultivators of the Myriad Devil Ridge who were still casting spells in the air panicked when they saw this. They wanted to scatter as if they were avoiding snakes or scorpions, but anyone who was targeted by her wouldn't last more than three breaths of time.
A figure screamed as he fell from the sky, followed by a second, a third …
The black streak of light only charged back and forth a few times before there was not a single person left in the air. Those who were lucky enough to survive all obediently landed on the ground.
There was nothing they could do. Wei Yang's attitude was very clear. She would kill anyone who dared to stand in the air.
When Wei Yang returned, the noisy battlefield suddenly quieted down, and all the Spiritual Energy fluctuations calmed down. It was unknown when Wei Yang had grabbed a huge War Scythe, and a pitch-black aura constantly drifted out from the War Scythe, giving people an extremely ominous feeling.
"If you don't want to die, scram!" Wei Yang said calmly. Wherever her gaze landed, the cultivators of the Myriad Devil Ridge all retreated.
However, one person stood out. This person had a blazing symbol on his forehead that seemed to be burning. He looked at Wei Yang and said, "It is an honor for a fight between us juniors to attract the attention of an expert like Senior. However, Senior has forcefully entered the Spirit Stream Battlefield and killed so many people. The taste of the Soul Extinguishing Divine Lightning must not be good, right? Now that the Divine Lightning is dark purple, how many more people can Senior kill? "
Wei Yang turned her head and her figure suddenly turned into an afterimage as she pounced in front of that person. She raised her hand and tapped on that person's chest. It was unknown what technique she used, but that person's body suddenly stiffened. The giant war scythe swung down and that person's head flew high into the air.
After killing that person, Wei Yang retreated in front of Lu Ye and coldly snorted, "The Sacred Flame Sect wants to be in the limelight? I can't kill that many people. Killing three or five more should be my limit. Who wants to try? "
"Senior, what's the point of bullying the weak?" Someone in the crowd angrily shouted. His voice drifted. It was unknown what method he used, but it was obvious that he did not want Wei Yang to determine his location.
Wei Yang looked towards the source of the voice and said, "Who is bullying the weak?"
"This is a matter of the Spirit Stream Battlefield. Senior, you can't just force your way in. If all the sects were like Senior, then wouldn't the Spirit Stream Battlefield be a mess?"
"If they dare, then let them in. Let's see if I can kill them!"
"What an unreasonable pester!" The person who spoke was furious and shouted, "Everyone, she is now surrounded by the Soul Extinguishing Divine Lightning. She can't kill many people. Don't be afraid of her. Everyone, attack together. If she dares to attack again, she will be destroyed by the Divine Lightning."
"Found you!" The corner of Wei Yang's mouth curled up. She extended the war scythe in her hand, and when she pulled it back, there was a thin and small man on the war scythe. The war scythe had pierced through his chest, and he was lifted up high. Blood flowed out from the wound, and the intense pain made him cry out.
All the cultivators from the Myriad Devil Ridge kept quiet out of fear. No one had clearly seen how she had attacked just now.
She looked up at the thin man and frowned, "Golden Cloud Tower's people? Several decades have passed, but you still haven't made any progress. You like to hide in the dark and sow discord. "
"It wasn't me!" The thin man struggled.
Wei Yang waved the scythe in her hand and a bloody mist exploded.
She turned to look at Lu Ye and said, "In the future, if you encounter people from the Sacred Flame Sect and Golden Cloud Tower in the Spirit Stream Battlefield, don't waste words with them. Kill them first. These two sects have a grudge with us."
"Yes!" Lu Ye respectfully replied.
"Oh right, there is also the Hundred Refinements Valley. Since the Sacred Flame Sect and Golden Cloud Tower are here, there is no reason for the Hundred Refinements Valley not to come. Where are they? " She looked around as if she wanted to find someone from the Hundred Refinements Valley to kill. However, with so many Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators gathered together, it was impossible to tell.
Under that sharp gaze, a Myriad Devil Ridge cultivator said weakly, "The Hundred Refinements Valley's people are blocked by Feng Yuechan in the encampment …"
"Yuechan …" Wei Yang's expression softened. "The little girl has grown up."
She waved the scythe in her hand and said loudly, "I want to take my Junior Brother away. Does anyone have any objections?"
A person from the Sacred Flame Sect walked out from the crowd with a pious expression. "As long as the fire in the heart is not extinguished, there is no need to fear death!"
He stood not far from Wei Yang and looked at her with a calm expression.
Wei Yang waved the scythe in her hand and the person from the Sacred Flame Sect was immediately cut into two.
Another person walked out and chanted, "As long as the fire in the heart is not extinguished, there is no need to fear death!"
Wei Yang attacked again without any hesitation.
A third person from the Sacred Flame Sect walked out and shouted the same words.
This time, Wei Yang did not attack again and only smiled. She raised her hand and pointed to the sky. "If I don't kill you, someone will!"
The clear and melodious sound of a sword suddenly rang out. When everyone looked in the direction she was pointing at, they saw a sword gleam descending from the sky like a waterfall. The man from the Sacred Flame Sect did not even have the chance to make a sound before he was split into two by the sword gleam.
The sword light converged, and a long sword appeared in everyone's eyes. It was inserted diagonally into the ground, and a white-haired man wearing a white robe with red clouds was standing on the hilt of the sword with one hand behind his back. He was like a willow catkin, gently swaying with the movement of the sword hilt.
He held a wine gourd in his other hand and drank a mouthful of wine. He burped. "I'm late!"
"Li Baxian!" someone cried out in horror.
In the Myriad Devil Ridge camp, many cultivators were in an uproar.
Even if they had not seen Li Baxian before, the cultivators in the Spirit Stream Battlefield would have heard of his name. That was because he was a master ranked tenth on the Spirit Stream List.
A mere tenth place was not enough to scare people. The main thing was that this guy had reached the tenth place with his Eighth Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivation.
There were only a hundred people on the Spirit Stream List, and all of them were Ninth Order Masters who cultivated Heaven Grade Secret Arts.
There was only one exception, and that was the tenth ranked Li Baxian!
It was difficult to count the number of Ninth Order Masters who cultivated Heaven Grade Secret Arts in the Spirit Stream Battlefield because all the sects in the Nine States were gathered here. Almost every day, there would be people breaking through to the Ninth Order Realm. There were also people who broke through their own shackles and reached the Cloud River Realm. There were also people who were killed in the struggle.
It could be said that the number of Ninth Order Masters was very difficult to count because it was constantly changing.
But no matter what, there were always ten thousand people.
One out of a hundred on the Spirit Stream List, and all those who were on the list were masters among masters.
Li Baxian was able to occupy the tenth place with his Eighth Order Cultivation. Part of the reason was that he had fallen from the Ninth Order Realm. Therefore, although he was only an Eighth Order Master, he had the foundation of a Ninth Order Master. It was similar to Dong Shu Ye, whom Lu Ye had killed.
Before Feng Yuechan occupied the Spirit Stream List, he was the Spirit Stream List List.
But because of an accident, his Spirit Aperture was broken, causing his cultivation to fall by a Minor Realm.
Another reason, which was also the most important, was that he was a sword cultivator!
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