Chapter: 132
He has the upper hand, as long as he is given enough time, he can take down the opponent.
No wonder he shouted that, the main reason is that the name of Guoshanhu has been widely spread among Taoist cultivators in recent days. It is rumored that this guy will not take any spoils after killing people, as long as the Taoist people give him some magic pills, it will be fine. Another point is that this guy is always elusive and likes to steal heads.
Sometimes by doing this, he can save Taoist disciples from fire and water, and many people are grateful for the life-saving grace.
But sometimes it is obvious that people from the Taoist sect have the upper hand, and he also comes out to sneak attack, and in the end he snatches away the meritorious deeds that others have obtained.
The cultivators of Xuanmen love and hate this man.
When Lu Ye rushed out, the baby-faced monk who shouted was in a hurry, and his shots became more and more fierce.
The person he was fighting with was not an opponent in the first place, and now he was attacked by Lu Ye's team, and his situation was suddenly critical.
Although the name of Guoshanhu came from the Taoist sect, the monks of the Nine Star Sect are also familiar with it. It can be said that this is the prestige that Lu Ye has earned in the past few days.
Fame is a wonderful thing. Facing an ordinary third-level cultivator, no fourth-level monk will feel too much pressure, but if this third-level monk kills several fourth-level monks, and breaks out his own Names, then the situation is different.
The Nine Star Sect's fourth-level cultivator was under such pressure at this moment, one against two, clumsy on the left and right, and within three breaths, he was suppressed by Lu Ye and the baby face and almost fought back.
Seeing Lu Ye slashing with a knife, he hastily took out a magic talisman and was about to activate it, but the baby face next to him stabbed him in the wrist with a tricky sword, and the man loosened his hand, and the talisman fell to the ground.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Ye raised the knife and fell the monk to the ground with one knife.
"A good knife!" The baby face narrowed its eyes, and secretly thought in his heart that it was as expected by senior brother Wang Yan. This Guo Shanhu did have a very good spiritual weapon in his hand, otherwise his cultivation at the third level would not be good. It may be so easy to break through the spiritual power of a fourth-level cultivator, let alone severely injure the opponent.
Immediately afterwards, the baby face beamed with a smile: "Good brother, I am sure you are my friend!"
But Lu Ye didn't even look at it, and rushed into the battlefield circle, leaving a badly injured enemy lying in front of Babyface.
"Forgive...forgive me!" The fourth-level body was stained red with blood, and stared at the baby's face in horror.
The baby-faced smile faded away, and said lightly: "You are already at the fourth level, don't say such naive words!" The long sword in his hand pierced the opponent's chest, and the person suddenly straightened up...
A little red light overflowed from the back of the dead fourth-level hand, and floated into the back of the baby's face, the baby's face was smiling again, and raised the sword to kill Lu Ye, shouting: "Good brother, I will help you! "
After a stick of incense, the war subsided.
The whole army of Nine Star Sect cultivators was wiped out, not because they didn't want to escape, but because they had no chance to escape at all. In a confrontation in this kind of canyon, once they lose, there is basically no way to survive. Fleeing with their backs to the enemy will only kill them faster.
The Taoist side also suffered losses, three of them died, and the rest were basically injured, but overall, it was a hearty victory, and the survivors were not too sad, but rather happy.
This is the normal state of the Lingxi battlefield. Countless monks in the Lingxi realm are fighting each other in the battlefield, and dead people are commonplace.
In this battle, only two people died under Lu Ye's knife, but at least four or five were injured by his men.
After the war, no one in the Taoist sect picked up the loot, and they all just looked at Lu Ye quietly. It wasn't that they didn't want the loot, but Lu Ye's behavior style these days formed a tacit understanding with each other.
All the trophies belonged to Xuanmen, and accordingly, the monks of Xuanmen gave Lu Ye some elixir as compensation.
Babyface is the leader of this group of people, stepped forward, cupped his fists and said, "What's your name, Junior Brother?"
Five feet in front of him, Lu Ye was applying Healing Pill powder to the wound. a monk.
This time there were twenty people, and he found that a melee of this scale was very dangerous for any monk, even if he had a higher level of cultivation, he might be injured or die, because people's energy is limited, and it is impossible to defend against all attacks.
There were several wounds on his body, all of which were left by the Nine Star Sect cultivator's dying counterattack.
Hearing the baby face's question, Lu Ye pondered for a while. JrNovels.com