saint of humanity

Chapter 569 Broken Arrow
In the psychedelic formation, in order to protect himself, Wei Que hurled spells in all directions, even if he was a cloud river ninth-layer, he couldn't last long.

The spiritual power in his body was flowing outward like a flood from the gate, and the four directions buzzed by the bombardment of Daoist spells. Although he opened his mouth to call for help, he couldn't wait for Tan Sheng and Xia Liang's rescue. He knew clearly in his heart that the two I'm afraid his situation is not good, otherwise there is no reason to ignore him.

The bloody smell lingered from the tip of his nose, the pain all over his body made him sweat profusely, and the breath of death was like a sea, submerging his whole body in it.

He never expected that just coming to kill Lu Yiye would actually put him in such a situation where his life was hanging by a thread. If he had known this earlier, he would never have agreed to Tan Sheng to come here with him.

However, it was useless to regret at this moment. In such an environment, he could not see any hope of escape.

Just when he was thinking this way, a sudden change occurred.

There were some changes in the formation that had been covering all directions, and then, the surrounding fog and the colorful hallucinations quickly dissipated.

Wei Que was taken aback for a moment, then ecstatically!

I accidentally broke this psychedelic formation!This is really the way to go.

The fog dissipated, and he saw several figures gathered not far away from him, among them were Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan, and Lu Yiye, besides that, there was a burly figure, Wearing a linen shirt, a physique with big muscles raised high.

In Lu Yiye's eyes, a look of astonishment flashed clearly.

He obviously didn't expect that he actually broke the battle here.

Lu Ye really didn't expect it.

The psychedelic formation was set up by him with the help of the formation flag. Unlike the protective formation and the trapped formation, it does not have much defensive ability, so if the formation flag is destroyed, it will be difficult to maintain the formation.

Just now, Wei Que's aimless attack accidentally hit a formation flag, which caused the psychedelic formation to collapse without attack.

It can only be said that this guy is really lucky.

Breaking through the formation, seeing Lu Ye and the others in person, Wei Que immediately roared, "Lu Yiye!"

How terrified he was just now, and how angry he is now. He is a majestic Yunhe ninth-layer, and he is almost powerless to fight back when he is attacked and killed by several Yunhe fourth- and fifth-layer. He is even forced to ask his companions for help. This is undoubtedly It made him feel uncomfortable.

While roaring, a ferocious spell blasted towards Lu Ye.

Before Lu Ye moved, the giant armor had already flashed over, and a flash of spiritual light flashed in front of him, blocking the spell, and the price was only to be blasted back a few steps, and he was safe and sound.

Seeing this scene, Wei Que's eyelids twitched, and he was shocked that this big man had cultivated a strong physique. He was in the mist before, and he didn't quite understand the power of the giant armor. Now he saw such a Yunhe with his own eyes. It was really shocking that the fourth level could easily block his spell.

There is a five-level difference in cultivation between the two. Logically speaking, even if the opponent is an individual cultivator, he would definitely not be able to withstand that blow, but in fact the opponent not only resisted, but even did not react much.

Just as he was about to strike again, an inexplicable sense of weakness suddenly surged, causing Wei Que to stagger uncontrollably.

The secret path is terrible, he has consumed too much power before, and his injuries are serious, how can he have the strength to fight again at this moment?
The sound of the sword sounded, Li Baxian's body surged with light, one after another flying swords overwhelmingly attacked Wei Que, Feng Yuechan was standing beside him, his hands were changing spells, and exquisite spells were cast out one after another, one after another, he rushed towards Wei Que. Wei Que came with a shot.

Wei Que's face changed, and he hastily mobilized his almost exhausted spiritual power to protect his whole body.

Teng Teng Teng... The giant armor galloped forward with big strides, ups and downs in the stream of flying swords and spells, quickly closing the distance with Wei Que, wrapped in the oppressive feeling of the mountain toppled.

When he got closer, when Wei Que was entangled by flying swords and spells, he kicked him out.

Feeling the terrifying power of this kick, Wei Que's pupils contracted. In this situation, he would rather be slashed by Li Baxian's flying sword, or hit by Feng Yuechan's magic spell, than let the giant armor kick him. He kicks.

If this kick is real, it will explode into blood mist in an instant.

At the critical moment of life and death, his spirit was tense to the extreme, and he actually showed a kind of swiftness that did not belong to Dharma cultivation at all. While blocking the attacks of flying swords and magic spells, he narrowly and narrowly avoided the kick from the giant armor .

However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, behind the burly figure in the giant armor, a figure had already covered it and rushed out.

It was Lu Ye.

The fiery red light of the knife flashed across, reflecting the panic on Wei Que's face. Facing the knife cut from above, he had no room to dodge.

Flash!
The blade slashed, breaking through Wei Que's body-protecting spiritual power, and pulled out a huge wound from his shoulder blades to his waist and abdomen. Through the wound, the wriggling internal organs could be faintly seen.

The powerful impact caused Wei Que to fly upside down, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

He tried his best to stabilize his figure, his vision was blood-red, stars burst out in front of his eyes, and the river of spiritual power in his body was disturbed for a moment.

The consumption was already huge, and the injuries were serious, but at this moment, he was severely injured again, almost to the point of running out of oil and lamps.

Seeing that Lu Ye was gaining power and relentless, dragging the flaming long knife and rushing towards him, as if wanting to kill them all, Wei Que also became ruthless.

His background is indeed not as good as Tan Sheng and Xia Liang, but he has also cultivated to the ninth level of Yunhe. Over the years, he has experienced many life-and-death crises, and he does not lack the courage to fight the enemy desperately.

He knew in his heart that his trip might be a disaster, and he secretly regretted that he had been blinded by greed, but the matter had come to this point, what's the use of regretting?

But even if I die, I will never let the enemy feel better!

Raising his hand, he reached into his storage bag and took out something from the bag.

It was a piece of arrow missing, and it was a broken arrow. Judging from the appearance, the arrow had been missing for some years, and Wei Que didn't know where he got it from.

But the things that can be taken out at this time are undoubtedly Wei Que's most precious possessions, and also his last trump card.

He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed the blood mist on the broken arrow. The simple broken arrow immediately shone brightly, and at the same time, an extremely dangerous aura permeated the air.

Lu Ye, who was rushing towards him with a knife in his hand, immediately stopped, and resolutely drifted back. At this moment, a huge warning sign appeared in his heart, and he looked at the broken arrow in Wei Que's hand intently. From this Broken Arrow!
Wei Que's spiritual power surged towards the broken arrow crazily, until the light of the broken arrow shone like the sun, his mouth was full of blood, and he grinned grinningly: "Lu Yiye, even if I die, you have to be buried with me! "

Both Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan sensed that something was wrong. The Broken Arrow was obviously a treasure that surpassed a spiritual weapon, or even a magic weapon. Even if such a thing was damaged, its power would be enormous. Wei Que sacrificed successfully, no one knows what kind of damage will happen.

Therefore, both of them were driven by madness, wanting to kill Wei Que before he sacrificed this treasure, but the difference in cultivation level is here, so if the two of them joined forces, it would only make Wei Que physically crazy. There was a shock, the blood was soaring, and it was difficult to take his life for a while.

In just three breaths, the broken arrow in Wei Que's hand suddenly turned into a stream of light, and flew out like lightning.

At this moment, Lu Ye's hair stood on end, and a sense of crisis that he had never felt before arose in his heart.

He didn't even think about it, he ran straight in one direction, trying to widen the distance between himself and Wei Que, but the stream of light was so fast that he came close almost in the blink of an eye.

Hu Po, who was crouching on Lu Ye's shoulder, also sensed the crisis, her hair stood up, and she arched her back on Lu Ye's shoulder, growling in a low voice, her energy and blood blending with Lu Ye.

Lu Ye raised the knife, and the flesh and blood on his right arm bulged instantly.

Flash!
Even cut!

The dense sounds became one. To outsiders, it was just the sound of a slash, but in fact, in this extremely short period of time, Lu Ye made five consecutive cuts.

Every time the knife fell, Wei Que's body trembled, as if the Panshan knife had slashed at him, and the blood in his mouth spurted out without any money, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The slashing with all his strength was not ineffective, the streamer that struck in front of him froze for a moment, it was this fleeting opportunity that made Lu Ye fall on his back and land in embarrassment.

Liu Guang brushed against the tip of his nose and flew out, and the gust of wind made Lu Ye's face ache.

However, before he could catch his breath, from the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of the flying light turning around and attacking him again.

This thing is obviously under the control of Wei Que, Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan are attacking him desperately, he doesn't care, just stare at Lu Ye to kill, just in response to his previous roar, even if he dies, Lu Ye must follow Be buried together.

Lu Ye didn't know what kind of treasure it was, but it was so powerful that even if he used all his strength, he could only stop it for a moment. Unless he killed Wei Que, there would be no end to it.

And when it struck again, Lu Ye had just gotten up from the ground, and it was too late to dodge.

Just when he was about to strike again, his shoulders suddenly sank, and a big hand grabbed him, and then Lu Ye felt himself being thrown out.

In mid-air, he saw a burly figure in giant armor standing in his original position.

The aura flashed, and a protection like a turtle shell suddenly appeared in front of the giant armor.

Streamer strikes.

boom……

There was a loud noise, and the body of the giant armor shook violently, dense cracks suddenly appeared in the seemingly impregnable tortoise shell protection, and in the next instant, it shattered.

The streamer passed through the body of the giant armor, bringing out a puddle of blood, and with a muffled groan, the giant armor knelt down on one knee.

Lu Ye's eyes became cold and severe, and the fire of the Panshan knife in his hand burned more violently.

On the other side, Li Baxian had already joined the sword light, turned into a sky-shattering sword light, and attacked Wei Que. The long sword in his hand was erratic like a spirit snake spitting out its core, leaving bloody wounds on Wei Que's body. , he was going to take advantage of the situation to kill Wei Que, but was pushed far away by Wei Que's spell.

At this moment, Lu Ye hawked down from mid-air, followed closely by Liu Guang, who had injured his giant armor.

Even when he felt the murderous intent behind him like maggots on the tarsus, Lu Ye's eyes did not waver in the slightest. Wei Que was obviously at the end of his battle, and he would definitely die with this knife!

Now it depends on whether his own sword is faster or the opponent's treasure is faster.

(End of this chapter)