The Sacred Flame Sect Saintess clenched her teeth and stretched out her small hand. She pushed the little remaining Spirit Energy in her body and a red light immediately appeared on her palm.
It was the convergence of her Spirit Energy.
When this ball of red light appeared, the power of the large area of effect spell from before quickly gathered.
The temperature of the scorching golden light dropped sharply.
In the blink of an eye, a humanoid figure made purely of flames appeared in front of her.
"Fire Giant!" Exclamations came from Grand Heaven Alliance's side. This was clearly the name of the Spell cast by the Sacred Flame Sect Saintess.
This was also a Spell that shouldn't be cast by a Seventh-Order Cultivator, which showed how high the Saintess' talent was.
However, perhaps because her cultivation wasn't enough, the Fire Giant, which should have been majestic and at least several meters tall, was now only the size of an ordinary person. This Fire Giant didn't have legs, and the lower half of its body was purely made of flowing flames. Even its facial features weren't clear, but its figure was very burly. As soon as it appeared, it stood in front of the Saintess.
After casting this Spell, the Sacred Flame Sect Saintess knelt on the ground with a thud. This time, she was truly a lamp that had run out of oil.
It had to be said that she was a smart woman.
At the last moment, she used the last of her spiritual power to summon a fire giant instead of using a spell like the Fire Serpent Technique, because spells could be easily dodged. Once Lu Ye dodged her last attack, she could only wait for death.
Her mind felt like it was being pierced by needles, and the blood that flowed out from her seven orifices had turned a dark red. Although she was kneeling on the arena stage, she still looked up at Lu Ye, her mind controlling the fire giant to meet him.
When the heat wave hit, Lu Ye instinctively raised his broken saber and slashed.
The reason why he was able to survive the attack of that Spell was all thanks to the Defensive Spirit Rune. When the power of that Spell hit him, he activated a Defensive Spirit Rune that could cover his whole body.
This caused his already small amount of spiritual power to be almost completely depleted.
Fortunately, his opponent's Spell didn't last long, otherwise, he would have been burned to death.
Right now, he could still activate the last Spirit Rune, which he left for his opponent, not this inexplicable thing in front of him.
His vision was blood-red, and he couldn't see anything clearly. The Sacred Flame Sect Saintess was like a lamp that had run out of oil, and Lu Ye was also an arrow at the end of its flight.
Around the arena, the masters from both camps watched this final battle with dignified expressions. No one had expected that a fight between trivial Fifth or Sixth Order cultivators could be so fierce.
At this moment, the two figures fighting in the ring looked extremely comical. This was because Lu Ye no longer had his previous fierceness and ferocity. Every slash of his blade seemed weak and powerless. Every step he took, he staggered as if he could fall at any moment.
As for the fire giant, it was also a little dazed and slow to react. This was the reason why the Sacred Flame Sect's Saintess' consciousness had started to blur. Although the fire giant was summoned by her power, it did not have any thoughts and needed her to control it.
As a result, the battle in the arena looked like a fight between children …
No one laughed because of this. They were only secretly shocked at the tenacity of the wills of both sides.
The group of experts on the Spirit Stream List asked themselves if they could have done something like this when their cultivation bases were at the fifth or sixth level. If these two didn't die today, their names would surely appear on the Spirit Stream List.
The child-like battle continued. It wasn't intense, but as time passed, the Fire giant summoned by the Spell began to become unstable. Even its size was slowly shrinking.
The Myriad Demon Ridge side became nervous.
Now that they had reached this point, they couldn't afford to fall short.
"Burning Sacred Fire, burn my body!"
At first, it was only one person chanting, but soon, many Sacred Flame Sect cultivators began chanting in unison. Their voices grew louder and louder.
In the arena, the Saintess, who was already unconscious, suddenly burst out with her last bit of strength. Blood flowed from her eyes. The Fire giant fighting Lu Ye suddenly expanded and punched out.
With a crash, the remaining half of the broken blade in Lu Ye's hand shattered, and he was sent flying by the punch, crashing to the ground.
Along with him, the hope of Grand Heaven Alliance fell.
After sending Lu Ye flying, the Fire giant suddenly collapsed, turning into specks of light and disappearing. It had exhausted its strength.
The Saintess of the Sacred Flame Sect gasped for breath and struggled to get up from the ground. Step by step, she walked toward Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground. She softly chanted the teachings of the Sacred Flame Sect, and her painful expression slowly calmed down.
Li Baxian's expression became serious and nervous. Wei Yang also secretly urged her spirit force. At the same time, the powerhouses of the Myriad Devil Ridge all stared at the two of them. If the two of them made any movements, they would be attacked by those powerhouses.
At that moment, the atmosphere became extremely tense.
In the arena, the Saintess, who had walked halfway, slowly took out a long sword from her storage bag. Just this action seemed to have exhausted all her strength. It should be an ordinary sword, because it didn't have any spiritual light, but it was enough.
She didn't have the strength to lift the sword, so she dragged it in front of Lu Ye. She wobbled a few times and slowly stood still.
Looking down at her opponent, who was burned and covered in wounds, the Saintess, who had never smiled since she started cultivating, revealed a smile.
She wanted to say to her opponent, "I won!"
But when she opened her mouth, she couldn't even make a sound.
She held the sword hilt with both hands and pointed the sword at Lu Ye's chest. She slowly raised it.
The already tense atmosphere around the arena collapsed at this moment. Many people began to silently urge their spiritual power.
Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly raised a hand. His palm was facing the woman standing beside him, as if he wanted to block the sword that was about to stab him.
His dry and cracked lips moved, and a soft voice came out.
"Fire … Phoenix … Phoenix …"
Fire-red spiritual power surged in her palm. The smile on the Saintess' face immediately froze. She used the last of her strength to stab down with the sword in her hand.
With a flapping sound, a fire bird as fat as a quail flew out and crashed into the Saintess' chest, exploding with a loud bang.
With a scream, the Saintess was sent flying. Her chest was scorched, and she fell to the ground without a sound.
Everyone was shocked speechless by this sudden change. The side that was supposed to be dead for sure still had the strength to counterattack, and it was a spell …
In the final moment, the spiritual cultivator raised her sword and the weapon cultivator cast her spell.
Victory and defeat had been decided. Life and death had been decided!
Two figures rushed onto the arena at almost the same time. The sound of swords rang out. Li Baxian stood in front of Lu Ye. Behind him, hundreds of sword lights surged back and forth. Each sword light was a flying sword.
Sword Qi soared into the sky. The sword cultivator's killing intent rose!
Anyone who dared to act rashly would be attacked by the hundreds of flying swords.
Wei Yang held the badly mutilated Lu Ye in her arms and checked his injuries.
Suddenly, a ferocious spiritual wave surged from behind the Myriad Demons Ridge. Countless people turned pale with fright. When they turned their heads to look back, they saw a figure that was dozens of feet tall slowly straightening its body. The figure was so huge that it covered the clouds and the sun.
It was the figure of a cloud giant. It was a spell.
In the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield, there were no more than three people who could use the cloud giant's spell on such a scale.
"Everyone, don't move. You'll die!" A crisp voice came from the cloud giant. Only then did the people from the Myriad Demon Ridge see the figure of a woman sitting on the shoulder of the cloud giant. The contrast between the small figure and the large cloud giant was very obvious, but no one dared to underestimate the figure.
Because she was the Spirit Stream Ranking Leader, a monster who had occupied first place for more than ten years!
"Feng Yuechan!" A Myriad Demon Ridge cultivator gritted his teeth and shouted.
No one knew when she had been hiding nearby. Previously, there was news that she was blocking the entrance of the Hundred Refinements Valley's encampment. Now, it seemed that she had already escaped. After all, even if she was the Spirit Stream Ranking Leader, it was impossible for her to block a fourth-rank sect's encampment for so long.
"Senior Brother, I'm here to help you!" Feng Yuechan raised her hand and greeted Li Baxian enthusiastically.
At this moment, Li Baxian didn't have the time to correct her. He nodded, "Kill whoever dares to move!"
"Okay!" Feng Yuechan responded crisply.
On the stage, Wei Yang had already fed Lu Ye a spirit pill and an unknown medicinal liquid to maintain his vitality.
Lu Ye's lips squirmed, but Wei Yang didn't hear clearly. She moved her ear closer and whispered, "Little Junior Brother, what did you say?"
"Are you done?" Lu Ye asked with difficulty.
"Yes!" Wei Yang nodded.
Lu Ye couldn't open one eye, and his other eye was only a slit. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. His tense mind relaxed, and his head tilted to the side as he fainted.
Wei Yang panicked and hurriedly checked him. After confirming that Lu Ye was just too tired, she relaxed and looked at Li Baxian's back, "Return to the sect!"
Li Baxian called out, "Yuechan, send Senior Sister and Little Junior Brother to Azure Sea Mountain!"
"Yes!" Feng Yuechan responded. The several hundred feet tall cloud giant bent down and reached out a hand towards the stage. Under the giant shadow, the cultivators of Myriad Devil Ridge scattered like birds and beasts.
The giant hand fell beside the stage, and Wei Yang jumped up with Lu Ye in her arms. After gently putting Lu Ye down, she suddenly felt something beside her. Turning her head, she found that it was a large snow white tiger.
She knew that this was Lu Ye's pet beast. Seeing the worry in the tiger's eyes, she comforted, "Don't worry, with me here, he won't die."
The cloud giant raised its hand and gently held the two people and one tiger in its palm. Then, under Feng Yuechan's control, it turned around and rushed towards Azure Sea Mountain's encampment. Its speed was incredibly fast!
"Fellow Daoists of the Myriad Devil Ridge, please wait here for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. After that, you can do whatever you want. However, if you act rashly before then, don't blame me, Li Baxian, for killing you!"
Li Baxian's voice faintly sounded, but the hundred flying swords behind him told all the cultivators of Myriad Devil Ridge that this guy wasn't joking.
Yan Xing, who had been staring at Li Baxian, had a serious expression. Only today did he discover that Li Baxian's Imperial Sword Technique had reached such a terrifying level. When they fought before, this guy didn't even use his full strength.
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