The field of vision turned around, surrounded by angry and fearful faces of those nine-level realms.

"Lu Yiye, you really deserve to die!"

Wei Que's voice sounded, and he gritted his teeth.

Lu Ye followed the sound and saw that he looked a bit embarrassed, his hair seemed to be burned a little, and he looked extremely funny.

Wei Que was also unlucky, being swept by the aftermath of the fire phoenix spirit pattern, although he was not injured, the shock was real, and he thought to himself that it was fortunate that he was not on the path of the fire phoenix path, otherwise he would be seriously injured if he didn't die now.

Lu Ye coughed violently again, forced himself to sit up cross-legged, the blood oozing from the surface of his body gathered under him into a deep red.

Looking at Wei Que indifferently, Lu Ye said, "Want to kill me?"

Wei Que snorted coldly: "Do you think you can still live?"

Lu Ye was silent.

Wei Que said again: "There seem to be some strong men in the Haotian League who are dormant around and want to save you, but in the current situation, do they dare to come over? You are dead, don't have any more illusions."

"Yeah?"

Lu Ye lowered his head, and the long hair on his forehead formed a shadow in the sun, covering his eyes.

He raised his hand and tapped on the mark on the battlefield, and sent a message to Li Baxian: "Senior brother, don't come to save me, I will go first, and we will see you in January."

Twenty miles away, Li Baxian, who was paying attention to the movement here, immediately received the message. After investigating, his expression became surprised.

If you only read the first half of the sentence, my junior brother already has the will to die, but if you add the last sentence, it will be different.

The reason why we agreed to meet again in one month was because there was a one-month restriction period after leaving the Yunhe battlefield. During this month, monks could not enter the Yunhe battlefield again.

No one can change the rules of this secret.

Therefore, the meaning revealed in Lu Ye's words is obvious, he is leaving the Yunhe battlefield.

"Little brother, what are your plans?" Li Baxian asked quickly.

Soon, a message from Lu Ye came: "Brother, the hunting grounds have always restricted me, and now the hunting grounds are closed!"

Li Baxian was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly realized that he had been thinking about Lu Ye's safety, and had been trying to find a way to contact someone to rescue Lu Ye from there, which made him a little dizzy.

That's right, all along, it was only the hunting ground that restricted my junior brother. Now that the hunting ground is closed, who can restrain him?

The guys in Wanmo Ridge only thought that they could kill Lu Ye casually after the effect of the Golden Body Order disappeared, but they didn't know that without the restriction of the hunting ground, Lu Ye could leave at any time if he wanted to.

It's just... the price to pay is a bit high! And this method, not everyone can follow suit.

But no matter how high the price is, what is it compared to life?

As for whether Lu Ye has that capital... Li Baxian has no doubts about the capital of his junior brother. If his junior brother does not have such capital, then no one else has the entire Yunhe battlefield.

My little junior was the one who even bought two pills for him at once, which was worth 150,000 merits per pill.

Among the monks at the same level, there are probably very few people who can have more capital than his own junior brother. Moreover, he just killed so many Wanmoling monks in one fell swoop, and he gained nearly 10,000 points of merit.

"withdraw!"

With this in mind, Li Baxian immediately greeted Feng Yuechan. JrNovels.com