saint of humanity

Chapter 757
The death of two powerful Yunhe ninth-level monks caused panic to spread.

The main reason was that Chu Yun and Zhou Pei died too quickly. In front of Lu Ye, they seemed powerless to fight back.

This undoubtedly had a great impact on the many monks from Wanmo Ridge who came after them.

"Why are you hesitating, let's attack together and kill him!" Tan Sheng suddenly shouted.

Lu Ye's performance is certainly shocking, and his improvement in strength is also incredible, but after all, he is only alone, so what if he is strong?

He could kill a dozen people, but could he really kill dozens, hundreds of people?
Even so, there are more than two hundred monks from Wanmo Ridge gathered here, and the grind can grind him to death!

The so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands is like this.

The difference in the number of people is the biggest advantage of the Wanmo Ridge side.

It has to be said that although the cultivation levels of these Wanmo Ridge monks are uneven, and they come from all corners of the country, they all have a fierce temperament.

So even though the scene just now shocked them, after Tan Sheng's voice fell, many monks took action together.

And after seeing Lu Ye's knife beheading Chu Yun, no one dared to step forward easily, and all urged their own weapons or spells to blast at Lu Ye.

Lu Ye's spiritual power and blood surged, intertwined into a solid protection, filled with a scarlet color, and at first glance, he seemed to be on fire.

Facing the many attacks coming from all directions, he only looked for one direction, a pair of fiery red spiritual power wings spread out behind him, his figure swayed, and he rushed towards that direction.

Although thousands of people go to me!
The unsurpassed bravery coincided with the essence of Basword Art. Although in the midst of the fierce battle, Lu Ye still had many mysterious feelings flowing through his heart, and he didn't have time to comprehend it. In the face of such a big battle, how could he have the time to do other things.

Following Lu Ye's charge, many Wanmo Ridge monks in this direction naturally scattered in a hurry, but after all, some people didn't react fast enough, and they couldn't dodge until Lu Ye came close.

Surrounded by the momentum of going forward bravely, the Panshan knife cut out the snow-bright knife light, and when the figure waving its wings passed through the crowd, there was blood splashing, screams, and a figure fell from the air.

Several people were killed under one blow. Although the cultivation bases of the few who died were not high, they could still make meritorious deeds under such a situation, which showed the ferocity of this blow.

This was not over yet, Lu Ye stared at a figure of a monk from Wanmo Ridge fleeing ahead, and suddenly grabbed the left and right who were not holding a knife.

In the palm of his hand, he grasped a condensed mass of fiery red spiritual power.

The mass of spiritual power visible to the naked eye squirmed and changed, and under his exquisite control, it outlined mysterious and complex lines, which sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, growing rapidly, and turned into a long whip in the blink of an eye.

Hit the magic whip again.

The long whip was raised, and it was whipped down hard at the figure.

Right in the middle of the vest of the cultivator from Wanmo Ridge.

When the whip came down, it almost pulled out the soul of the cultivator from Wanmo Ridge, and at the same time as the shrill screams sounded, there was great grief and indignation deep in his heart.

"why me!"

With so many people fleeing in all directions, why am I being targeted?
And at the moment when he was beaten by God Whip, he finally realized what Chu Yun felt before, and he also understood why such a powerful Ninth-level practitioner didn't even have the strength to resist in front of Lu Ye.

Because the whip was drawn, the spiritual power in his body slackened for a while, making him almost unable to maintain his figure.

Without giving him any time to resist, the magic whip rolled him up and fixed him in place. Lu Ye's figure passed by him, and the Panshan knife slashed in a subtle arc, and he ignored him.

The man was left to fall straight to the ground, and his vitality dissipated.

Chasing the Wanmo Ridge cultivators who were fleeing in all directions, they kept plucking out the magic whips in their hands, each time gaining results, and within a short period of time, more than ten people were killed.

In the same realm, killing an enemy is like chopping melons and vegetables. In the past, these Wanmo Ridge monks only thought it was an exaggeration, a powerful word to describe a person.

But today, I have seen it with my own eyes.

Everyone was terrified!

In terms of speed, they were not as fast as Lu Ye, and they couldn't escape at all, and Lu Ye could also restrain the enemy with a magic whip.

In the midst of the fierce battle, a monk full of energy and blood suddenly seized the opportunity and bumped into Lu Ye from the side.

Facing such a ferocious enemy, at this time, only the physically strong Ti Xiu had the courage.

This body repairer who made a sudden attack had been hiding in the crowd before, and he didn't show his face. It wasn't until this moment that he broke out and made trouble, and Lu Ye didn't notice it until his cultivation level.

Cloud River Ninth Layer Realm!
It has to be said that many Wanmo Ridge cultivators feel fortunate and at ease to have such a body cultivator stand up at such a time.

The body repairer held a large spiritual weapon shield in one hand, and a mace-like spiritual weapon in the other, supplemented by his already burly figure, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

At this moment, Lu Ye's magic whip just rolled up a person not far away, he took advantage of this opportunity, and pushed forward fiercely with the large spiritual weapon shield in his hand!
Like mountains and seas, it hit Lu Ye heavily.

However, Lu Ye did not move at all. The body repairer was horrified. The moment his spiritual weapon shield hit it, he didn't feel like hitting a person, but a ten thousand year old tree rooted in the ground.

Surprised, the spirit weapon in the other hand was raised high, and it hit Lu Ye on the head: "Death!"

This blow came like a mountain pressing down on the top, and with the explosion of his full strength, it was impossible for anyone in the same realm of self-confidence to stop him.

Even if Lu Yiye's smashed head is not blossomed, he will definitely be severely injured.

Once this happens, if everyone around him makes another move, he will undoubtedly die.

The many thoughts that swirled in his mind were suddenly overwhelmed by boundless horror, because facing his menacing blow, Lu Ye raised his knife to meet him.

last come first come...

The collision of spiritual weapons and spiritual power made a loud bang.

The force of the overwhelming mountain suddenly dissipated, and the smashed mace was firmly resisted.

Ti Xiu's eyelids shrank to the size of a pinprick, and he lost his voice: "You..."

How can you, a soldier, have such a powerful force?

However, before he finished speaking, a more powerful force broke out.

As if the earth dragon turned over, Pei Ran Mo Yu's sense of power came from the front, and the soldier shouted in his heart that something was wrong, and it was too late to do anything, so he was sent flying.

Thanks to the great spiritual weapon shield in front of him, otherwise this knife might break him in two.

"Lu Yiye!" Xia Liang's roar sounded, and the lingering sword intent swept across, and the light of the sword flickered, enveloping Lu Ye who was standing in place.

At the same time, Tan Sheng also attacked from the side.

Since Lu Ye started, the two of them have been looking for opportunities. However, Lu Ye was chasing and killing those Wanmo Ridge monks who were fleeing in all directions. They were chasing and killing Lu Ye, and they were completely unable to make a move.

Until this moment, Lu Ye was blocked by a body repairer who suddenly appeared, and then he created a good opportunity for them to make a move.

Especially at this time, Lu Ye turned his back to him. Although Xia Liang didn't want to take advantage of others like this, but the other party was Lu Yiye, so there was nothing to say.

At the same time that a guarding spirit pattern that appeared suddenly was shattered by him, he watched Tan Sheng who was rushing over was sent flying at a faster speed than when he came.

Before he could cause real damage to Lu Ye, Lu Ye suddenly turned around and slashed down with a backhand.

A warning sign suddenly appeared in Xia Liang's heart, and he instinctively raised his knife to parry.

bang...

As if being hit by a meteorite, Xia Liang's whole body turned into a beam of light, carried straight towards the ground, and directly smashed a dent in the ground.

Standing up in embarrassment, I only felt the blood in my chest and abdomen surging, and my tongue was full of blood.

so strong!
Xia Liang's eyeballs trembled violently. When he realized that Lu Ye was already in the eighth layer of Yunhe, he was already mentally prepared that he was not the opponent's opponent.

But only when you really face it can you realize the terror and strength of the other party.

Compared with the time when Lu Ye was knocked into the forbidden area by him, Tan Sheng, and Chu Yun Zhou Pei outside the Baizhen Tower, Lu Ye at this moment has completely changed.

What made him feel even more horrified and sad was that after repelling him, Lu Ye did not choose to chase him down, but rushed to kill wherever there were many people...

This seemed to mean that the self who used to be able to chase Lu Ye all over the mountains and escape was no longer qualified to be his opponent.

"Damn it!" Xia Liang almost gnawed his back molars, calmed down the blood in his chest, and rose to the sky again.

As the core disciple of the generation of Mad Saber Sect, shouldering the responsibility of shining the sect, when has he been so despised by others?

On the other hand, Tan Sheng felt the same way, and even made the same choice as Xia Liang.

The monks in Wanmo Ridge complained endlessly. At this moment, it looked like they were besieging and killing Lu Ye, but in fact, it seemed like an ancient beast was taking from them. Where to bring the breath of death.

The heads and limbs that had been cut off by the long knife kept falling from the sky.

Of the 100 people hunted down from Tianji City, there are now only over [-] left, and the loss rate is as high as [-]%.

"Hold on, he's about to die!" In desperation, someone roared encouragingly.

In such a chaotic and fierce battle, even if Lu Ye had the guardian spirit pattern guarding his whole body, it was impossible for him to be unscathed. At this point in the battle, his clothes were all stained red with blood, some of his own and some of his enemies.

The clothes on the upper body were almost shredded into rags, just hanging on him like that, through the gaps in the clothes, we could vaguely see the scars on his body.

This is why even though Lu Ye killed many enemies and acted so ferociously, the monks from Wanmo Ridge still did not retreat.

Lu Ye's strength is indeed terrifying, but manpower is sometimes poor after all. He has suffered so many injuries, and he must be at the end of his strength.

If you give up at this time, all previous efforts will be in vain!
At this point in the war, even if it wasn't for the huge reward, even if he didn't have any enmity with Lu Ye before, he still wanted to witness the result with his own eyes.

A long-awaited result of the fall of Tianjiao!
(End of this chapter)