Zhang Wu was a Fourth-Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivator, so his combat experience was obviously much richer than Lu Ye's. With two swords in hand, he danced about in a daze. Lu Ye had just raised his saber to block his opponent's attack when the curved blade in his other hand stabbed towards him at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, it was obviously too late to block. Just when Zhang Wu thought he was about to succeed, a small triangular shield-like thing suddenly appeared around Lu Ye's body.
With a ding, the curved blade stabbed into the defensive spirit rune, blocking this brutal blow.
Lu Ye shifted his centre of gravity and slid sideways, slashing his saber diagonally!
The sharp blade left a long wound on Zhang Wu's arm, causing his flesh to bleed.
Da Hu also took advantage of the situation and pounced forward, his roar shaking the sky. Yi Yi's figure was like a ghost, drifting from place to place, drawing Zhang Wu's attention.
Three against one!
A moment later, Lu Ye panted heavily, his saber once again piercing through Zhang Wu's chest, but this time, it pierced his heart. Zhang Wu's head drooped and he lost all signs of life, his hands hanging by his side as his weapon fell to the ground.
This difficult battle finally ended with Lu Ye's victory.
However, he had also paid a heavy price. Not only had he consumed more than half of his Spirit Qi, but there were also four bone-deep wounds on his body. Blood had almost completely dyed his clothes red, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.
The defensive spirit rune could indeed block the opponent's attacks, but there were several times when Lu Ye didn't have time to activate it. The opponent's attacks were too fast, and this was a gap brought about by his cultivation and combat experience. Fortunately, the injuries he received were not fatal.
As a Second-Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivator, he had fought a Fourth-Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivator, and had even seriously injured his opponent. Even though he had a great advantage, he still had to pay such a huge price to take down his opponent. This made Lu Ye deeply realize his own shortcomings.
Not only did he suffer heavy injuries, but Da Hu and Yi Yi were also not in good condition. Half of Da Hu's body was blood-red, and Yi Yi's figure had become much dimmer.
Hurriedly cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the storage bags of the dead, Lu Ye didn't even let go of the Young Master's Profound Spirit Bell. He leapt onto Da Hu's back and shouted, "Let's go!"
Big Tiger leaped out and rushed toward the Sky Splitting Gorge.
Halfway through the journey, Lu Ye's vision began to blur and his body was about to collapse. He felt that he could not hold on any longer. He only had time to remind Yiyi and Big Tiger, "If you encounter a fork in the road, don't wander around. Find a place to hide. We'll talk about other things when I wake up."
Before Yiyi could react, Lu Ye's body tilted and almost fell off the tiger's back. She hurriedly went forward and supported Lu Ye.
Less than half an hour after Big Tiger left with Lu Ye, a figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield. The person looked at the traces left behind on the battlefield and shouted, "Found it!"
In an instant, two more figures flew over from nearby.
The three of them looked at the messy battlefield and knew that things were not good.
"What should we do?"
"Inform senior apprentice-brother Cao Ye."
Saying so, one of them sighed and activated his war brand to send out a message.
After waiting for a moment, a burly figure descended, his body shrouded in a rich aura. Judging from his aura, it was even stronger than the Fifth-Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivators Lu Ye had seen before.
"Senior Apprentice-Brother Cao!" The three of them saluted.
Cao Ye stepped forward and checked the bodies of his four fellow disciples. His face gradually became gloomy.
From the remnants of the battlefield, Junior Apprentice-Brother Sun's neck had been cut off and he bled to death in a short time. Junior Apprentice-Sister Yuan had been decapitated. The Young Master had wounds on his thigh, shoulder, neck, and an arm. The fatal wound was on his chest. As for Zhang Wu, there were many wounds on his body. He had obviously experienced a great battle and the fatal wound was on his chest.
"Waste!" Cao Ye gritted his teeth and cursed.
He really couldn't figure out how the Young Master, who had the protection of the Profound Spirit Bell, died! One had to know that although the Profound Spirit Bell was only a Low-Grade Spirit Artifact, its defensive power was still very strong. When in danger, as long as the Profound Spirit Bell was used, even if it was against a Seventh Layer Spirit Stream Realm cultivator, it would be able to resist for a while. Those below the Seventh Layer Spirit Stream Realm would not be able to break through the Profound Spirit Bell's protection in a short time.
And in the outermost ring of the battlefield, forget the seventh layer of the Spirit Stream Realm, even the sixth layer of the Spirit Stream Realm was rarely seen. Cultivators at the sixth or seventh layer of the Spirit Stream Realm were like overlords in this place. Cultivators at this level of cultivation usually stayed in their own sect's encampment and would not go out easily. If it were not for Zhang Wu's message, he would not have come here.
With the protection of the Profound Spirit Bell and the Fourth-Order Zhang Wu following him, he and Dong Shu Ye were not worried about letting the Young Master wander outside.
What's more, this location was still within the range of Jiu Xing Sect's encampment …
Unfortunately, the Young Master was killed in his own sect's territory!
How could he explain this to the Sect Master? It could be said that the Nine Star Sect's face had been completely destroyed. Cao Ye could almost imagine how furious those old men in the Sect would be when this news spread back to the Sect.
"Send a message back. Seal off the surrounding hundred miles and search for a youth with a White Tiger. His cultivation is around Third or Fourth Layer Spirit Stream Realm and he uses a saber type Spirit Artifact. Regardless of faction or origin, those who provide information will be rewarded with thirty Spirit Stones. Those who kill him will be rewarded with five hundred Spirit Stones. Those who capture him will be rewarded with a thousand Spirit Stones!" Cao Ye's low voice rang out.
The three cultivators' expressions brightened as they hurriedly accepted the order.
Although Zhang Wu had only sent back a simple message before his death, that was the youth with the White Tiger, Second Layer Spirit Stream Realm.
However, Cao Ye had clearly discovered more things.
Zhang Wu had fought a great battle with the murderer and was killed afterwards. So, Cao Ye deduced that the other party's cultivation was not just Second Layer Spirit Stream Realm. It was very likely that he was Third or Fourth Layer Spirit Stream Realm. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to kill Zhang Wu. As for the saber, it was even simpler. The wounds on the Young Master and Zhang Wu's bodies were very obvious.
The other party might have a very good Spirit Artifact in his hands. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the weak to defeat the strong and kill Zhang Wu.
While he was deep in thought, Cao Ye suddenly turned his head to look in a direction and shouted in a low voice, "Who's there!"
As his voice fell, a handsome man in a green robe with an elegant demeanor walked out from the darkness. The man had a long sword at his waist. He had one hand on the hilt of the sword as he walked out casually like a king patrolling his own territory.
The moment he saw this man, Cao Ye acted as if he was facing a great enemy. His Spirit Energy quickly circulated as he gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice, "Wang Yang!"
He couldn't be blamed for being so nervous. Although he was a Sixth Layer Spirit Stream Realm cultivator, the other party was a Seventh Layer Spirit Stream Realm cultivator. Don't look at the difference of one Layer Spirit Stream Realm. In the Spirit Stream Realm, the Fourth Layer and the Seventh Layer were a watershed. Crossing this layer would greatly increase one's strength.
In their previous confrontations, Cao Ye had suffered many losses at the hands of the other party. So, when he saw this guy appear, Cao Ye had a headache.
He was confident that he could escape. After all, he was a Body Cultivator. His skin was rough and his flesh was thick. Even if he couldn't defeat Wang Yang, he could still run for his life. However, the same couldn't be said for his three fellow disciples.
[Why didn't this dog stay in the Profound Sect's encampment? Why did he come out?] Cao Ye cursed in his heart. He knew that the commotion here was too big and attracted the attention of the Profound Sect.
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