Chapter: 126
Every circulation of spiritual power is like the breathing of this toad. The three spiritual power circulation systems seem to be independent, but they can actually influence each other...
It stands to reason that Lu Ye's strength will also increase by more than 30% when his cultivation base increases by one level, but he feels that his strength has increased by more than 30%, which is about half of it. The benefits brought about by the practice of Kung Fu to perfection.
At that time, if Zhan Zhang Wu had the current level of cultivation, Lu Ye would not have paid such a high price, and he might be able to take it down without injury.
In terms of attack power, he has a sharp spirit pattern. When he was at the second level of Lingxi, he couldn't even stop the fourth level like Zhang Wu.
In terms of defensive power, he has the guarding spirit pattern, and this spirit pattern is invincible.
Both attack and defense are beyond his current state. What he lacks is nothing more than the experience and skills of fighting people, but such things as experience can only be accumulated slowly through actual combat.
As for skills... During this journey, he has spent at least two hours a day practicing swords. The time is still short. Now he dare not say how superb swordsmanship he has, but at least he holds the sword more calmly than before. The knife is also faster.
At any rate, he had killed a few people, and gradually became familiar with the feeling of cutting through the enemy's body protection spiritual power with the long knife in his hand, and the feeling of hitting the enemy's physical body. He kept this feeling in his heart, formed an instinct, and naturally evolved superb skills. skills.
There is no way to continue his practice, there are only a few pills left in his hand, and there is no suitable exercise.
His injuries had already healed, Lu Ye thought for a moment and stood up.
After a while, he assembled Yiyi and Duo, and walked out of the tunnel where he had been hiding for several days.
According to the information fed back by Yiyi, Xuanmen and Jiuxingzong have been fighting fiercely in the Tianxia Gorge in the past few days, and small-scale battles broke out from time to time, and both sides hurt each other.
Lu Ye silently praised Xuanmen in his heart.
This was exactly what he wanted to see, and it was why he was able to hide for so long.
He had previously felt that it was impossible for Xuanmen and Nine Star Sect to coexist peacefully. Once there was any big move by Nine Star Sect, Xuanmen would definitely respond. Looking at it now, he still underestimated the blood feud between sects brought about by the confrontation between camps.
The cause of the whole incident was that Lu Ye killed four disciples headed by the young master of the Nine Star Sect, which then triggered a large-scale search for Lu Ye's whereabouts by the Nine Star Sect. A scuffle broke out among the monks in the Menlingxi Realm.
He originally planned to stir up the muddy water, but now it seems that there is no need to be so troublesome.
The situation is in his favor, but it is unrealistic for Lu Ye to leave like this. He doesn't know how many people these two sects have invested in the Tianxia Gorge. Now that he is trapped in it, he has to borrow strength to get out , Borrow the power of Xuanmen.
With a plan in mind, he asked Yiyi to clear the way ahead to investigate the situation, while he and Duhu sneaked around thirty feet away from Yiyi.
In a ten-foot-wide gorge, seven monks fought endlessly, three on one side and four on the other. Judging from the situation, it was obvious that the side with fewer people had the upper hand, mainly because the average cultivation level of the three was higher. Among the three, one is on the fourth floor of Lingxi, and two are on the third floor.
On the other hand, on one side of the four people, two were at the third level of Lingxi, and two were at the second level. One of them was still at the third level of Lingxi with blood on his arm, and he had already been wounded impressively.
The battles between low-level monks are basically based on personal combat, and rarely have the power of activating spells, because the cultivation base is not high, the power of spells is not great, and activating spells takes time, and it is easy to be interfered by others. Even if the spellcasting is successful, the accuracy is still a problem.
In this way of fighting, whoever has the highest cultivation base and the strongest weapon will naturally have the upper hand.
Among the group of four, the leader was a burly man. He stood in front of the others with a big knife in his hand, and shouted as he retreated, "Go!"
There are quite some meanings to leave behind.
The other three looked sad, but they did not abandon him to escape, but fought side by side with the strong man, fighting and retreating.
But this is just drinking poison to quench thirst. Once the strong man falls, the four of them will die here.
The fourth-layer opposite obviously knew this too, so even if they had the chance to kill the strong man, they didn't do it. Instead, they kept cutting wounds on his body, making him look even more desolate.
In a pile of rocks not far behind the four of them, Lu Ye and Duo hid their figures and looked over there through the gaps in the rocks.
Originally, he still had some headaches on how to distinguish the cultivators of Xuanmen and Jiuxingzong. After all, it was impossible to just ask people's identities when they went up. JrNovels.com