When he was discovered by Li Baxian, this young man knew that he had no way out, so he had put on all kinds of gestures in order to numb Li Baxian. Now that he had been exposed, he didn't say anything else and simply waved the two curved blades in his hands and assumed a fighting stance, "Then come."
Lu Ye raised his hand and placed it on the hilt, gently gripping it.
Li Baxian's voice sounded in his ear, "Little Junior Brother, be careful, this guy is a Ghost Cultivator. Don't underestimate him just because he's an Eighth Order cultivator, in fact, his true cultivation is at the Seventh Order Heaven Grade and he has opened more than two hundred and forty Spirit Apertures. Of course, this position is suppressed by Heaven's Fate, so the strength he can display is only at the level of an ordinary Eighth Order, but his killing experience won't be suppressed, and his strength and speed are not comparable to an ordinary Eighth Order cultivator. Even if you can defeat an ordinary Eighth Order cultivator, you may not necessarily be his opponent."
"I know!"
Lu Ye responded, and as soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the gloomy young man. He didn't care why Li Baxian had made him face such an opponent alone, but now that the Spirit Stream Garrison battle was coming to an end, he had to cherish this rare opportunity to kill his enemy.
Almost at the same time Lu Ye moved, a stream of light shot out and arrived in front of him in an instant.
Unsheathing his long saber, Lu Ye slashed out, causing sparks to fly. Lu Ye felt a strong force hit him head-on, causing the web between his thumb and forefinger to split open and the Mountain Blade in his hand to be knocked back.
Following this force, Lu Ye raised his long saber and slashed away the flowing light that was about to slash at his chest.
This stream of light was actually one of the curved blades in his opponent's hand. The blow just now was just the power of his opponent's Imperial Artifact. As the curved blade spun through the air, a wound appeared on Lu Ye's chest, from which blood flowed out. It was obvious he had been injured by his opponent's curved blade.
Before he could stabilize himself, a figure flashed in front of him and the gloomy young man rushed forward at an incredible speed!
Ghost Cultivators were known for their speed, not to mention that this was a Seventh Order Heaven Grade Ghost Cultivator. Although Heaven's Secret's suppression had limited him to the level of an Eighth Order cultivator, his speed was still not something an ordinary Eighth Order cultivator could match.
The other curved blade in his opponent's hand slashed towards Lu Ye's face. Lu Ye raised his blade to block, but a loud clang rang out as his figure staggered backwards. At the same time, a strong wind blew from behind his head as the curved blade he had sent flying flew back towards him.
The Dao of Equipment Manipulation was simply unfathomable to Lu Yeyan.
Hua Ci looked nervous. Li Baxian had already grasped a sword light in his hand. Although he had asked Lu Ye to fight this ghost cultivator, he would not just sit by and watch. If Lu Ye's life was really in danger, he would step in.
Just as the scimitar was about to hit the back of Lu Ye's head, a spirit pattern suddenly appeared.
At the same time, Lu Ye's head sank down, narrowly avoiding the blow. A few broken hairs fluttered in the wind. At the same time, the long blade in his hand stabbed forward, a fiery red Spirit Qi wrapped around it as the Sharpness Spirit Pattern strengthened it.
The Ghost Cultivator sidestepped the blow and flipped the scimitar in his hand like a living creature, cutting the flesh on Lu Ye's arm at an incredible angle, causing blood to flow out.
The battle had only been going on for three breaths, but Lu Ye already had two wounds on his body. Although the injuries were not serious, it could be seen that the gap between their strengths was not small. If they continued to fight like this, Lu Ye's situation would only get worse.
Feng Yuechan glanced at Li Baxian leisurely, asking for his opinion.
Li Baxian slowly shook his head. Now was not the time to intervene. The reason why he wanted Lu Ye to deal with this ghost cultivator was mainly because the opportunity was rare. Although he had taught Lu Ye for twenty days in the Blue Blood Sect, it was still the teaching of a Senior Brother. Even if he was ruthless and injured Lu Ye repeatedly, it was difficult for Lu Ye to truly experience the feeling of life and death because both of them knew that Li Baxian could not really kill him.
But the current situation was different. Lu Ye was fighting a Myriad Demon Ridge cultivator. If he was not careful enough, he could really die.
As a Weapon Cultivator, if he could not get used to the feeling of walking on the edge of life and death, it would be difficult for him to break through.
However, the current situation made Li Baxian a little hesitant, wondering if he had been too hasty. The opponent he had chosen for Lu Ye was too strong. Little Junior Brother might have a chance against an ordinary Eighth Order cultivator with his current strength, but facing this opponent was really difficult.
Fortunately, although Lu Ye was completely at a disadvantage, his fighting spirit did not diminish at all.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged several moves. The ghost cultivator was stronger than Lu Ye in both speed and strength. Coupled with the fact that he could use Imperial Artifact, Lu Ye was in a difficult situation.
He slowly familiarized himself with his opponent's rhythm. Although he could not reverse the situation, he was able to block the power of his opponent's Imperial Artifact several times with his Imperial Spirit Rune and take advantage of the situation to counterattack.
During the exchange of blows, the ghost cultivator suddenly retracted the curved blade that he had sent flying.
He realized that this Blue Blood Sect cultivator, who was famous in Golden Light Peak, was indeed powerful. His true strength was definitely not just a Sixth Order cultivator. He thought that he could easily deal with his opponent and had already made up his mind to capture Lu Ye and hold him hostage in exchange for his own life.
He did not dare to delay any longer. Feng Yuechan and Li Baxian were eyeing him covetously, giving him a lot of pressure.
In this kind of close combat, the power of his Imperial Artifact was not great, so it was better to withdraw it. With the two sabers in hand, his attack speed suddenly increased a lot.
Lu Ye was immediately unlucky, with wounds appearing on his body.
But as the number of wounds increased, the speed and strength of his attacks also increased, and the Spirit Energy attached to the sabers became much denser.
After a dozen breaths, Lu Ye slowly stabilized his footing and was actually able to exchange blows with his opponent.
The ghost cultivator was surprised. He could not understand how Lu Ye could improve so much in such a short period of time.
After another dozen breaths, he was shocked to find that he was beginning to fall into a disadvantage in terms of speed and strength!
Not only was Lu Ye injured when his Spirit Artifacts collided, but he was also gradually getting injured.
At this moment, the Mountain Plate Saber's blade was red, as if it had drunk enough blood. If one looked carefully, they would find that there was a faint Blood Qi rising from Lu Ye's body.
The ghost cultivator finally realized that something was wrong and exclaimed, "A Blood Artifact?"
A Blood Artifact was a special kind of Spirit Artifact that was branded with a Blood Sacrifice Spirit Mark. When the owner was injured or offered up his own blood, the Blood Artifact would become stronger. The more blood the Blood Artifact devoured, the more powerful it would become.
Therefore, when he saw the changes in Lu Ye's Mountain Plate Saber, the ghost cultivator thought that it was a Blood Artifact. A Blood Artifact was powerful, but once it was activated, it would be extremely dangerous to the user because it would continuously devour blood. If one was not careful, they would die from blood loss.
Therefore, in the cultivation world, Blood Artifacts were not very popular, and ordinary cultivators would not use them.
Even the ghost cultivators could see that something was wrong with the saber. Naturally, Li Baxian could see it as well. His expression became serious. He only wanted Lu Ye to gain some experience in fighting against powerful enemies. Who would have thought that his junior brother would even use his blood treasure? This was not good. If his foundation and vitality were damaged because of this, his second senior sister would definitely smash his head into smithereens.
"It's not a Blood Artifact. Fourth Senior Brother, don't worry." Hua Ci's voice sounded.
"What is that?" Li Baxian asked.
Hua Ci explained, "Lu Ye has mastered a Blood Stain Spirit Mark. What he's activating now is probably the power of that Spirit Mark." Previously, Lu Ye had revealed to Madam Yun that he had mastered four Spirit Marks. Hua Ci was there at that time, so she naturally remembered.
"Blood Stain?" Li Baxian frowned. He didn't know much about Spirit Marks and couldn't calm down to study them. Therefore, he didn't know what the Blood Stain Spirit Mark was.
However, it was fine as long as the saber wasn't a Blood Artifact.
Clanging sounds could be heard as the battle continued. Lu Ye's body was covered in wounds, but the strange thing was that all the blood that flowed out of his wounds turned into a bloody mist. Not a single drop fell.
If Lu Ye's clothes were to be ripped apart, one would be able to see a complex spirit pattern slowly rotating on his chest. The spirit pattern was completely formed by blood, and a bloody mist lingered around his body, causing his eyes to turn scarlet.
The Blood Stain Spirit Mark wasn't applied to the Mountain Plate Saber, but to his own body.
As his blood continued to turn into a mist, Lu Ye's attacks became faster and faster, and his strength grew fiercer and fiercer. He had long since surpassed his body's limits.
The situation had completely reversed. The ghost cultivator, who had originally held the upper hand, could only parry Lu Ye's attacks. He couldn't retaliate at all.
After a few moments of intense battle, the ghost cultivator's chest was struck by Lu Ye's saber. A miserable cry rang out as the ghost cultivator staggered a few steps back. Blood flowed from the huge wound on his chest.
When he looked up, he saw a pair of flickering red eyes in front of him. Wrapped in a bloody mist, Lu Ye's saber slashed down like a storm.
He roared as he raised his Spirit Artifact.
The sound of the blade cutting through flesh rang out. Lu Ye raised his saber and flashed behind the ghost cultivator. He landed lightly on the ground, shook off the blood on the Mountain Plate Saber, and sheathed it.
The ghost cultivator's body stiffened. He maintained his defensive posture, then stiffly fell to the ground. Blood flowed from his body.
The bloody mist wrapped around Lu Ye dispersed, revealing his figure. His body went soft, and before he could fall to the ground, Li Baxian had already supported him.
"I'm exhausted!" Lu Ye explained. His face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. He had lost too much blood.
Li Baxian's expression was complicated. After a long time, he said, "Little Junior Brother, you fought too hard."
He never expected such a result. Even when Lu Ye said that he could kill an Eighth Order cultivator, he thought it was just the arrogance of a young man. He was prepared to intervene at any time.
But in the end, his Little Junior Brother really killed the ghost cultivator!
He single-handedly killed the ghost cultivator!
That was too fierce.
That was a Seventh Order Heaven Grade cultivator! Even if he was suppressed, he wouldn't be worse than an ordinary Ninth Order cultivator.
Li Baxian suddenly realized that he seemed to have underestimated his Little Junior Brother.
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