A cup of tea, a stick of incense...

The dark game unfolded silently.

It wasn't until nearly half an hour later that Lu Ye suddenly turned his head and looked behind a big tree. There...was vaguely abnormal.

Insight into the spirit pattern blesses the eyes, the field of vision changes, and colorful light begins to flow. As expected, behind the big tree, many colors flow and shuttle, and outline a slightly short silhouette.

He immediately touched it quietly.

Yan Gui suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness, although this feeling was very light, but as a ghost cultivator who often haunts dangerous places, he has always been a cautious person, if not for this, Tu Guanxiong would not rest assured that he is alone People came to check the situation.

He immediately held his breath and concentrated, silently sensing the surroundings, investigating the source of the uneasy feeling.

At this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power behind him. Without thinking about it, he turned around in a hurry, and a scimitar in his hand burst into spiritual light, and blocked it back.

Not far behind, a figure appeared at an unknown time. When the fiery red knife light slashed down, Yan Gui only felt a huge force coming from the front accompanied by a burst of spiritual power. There was a rush of blood.

The concealment was broken, and he also revealed his figure.

In mid-air, he saw the face of the person who attacked him clearly, and with a glance, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Lu Yiye!"

I see! It is so!

No wonder Senior Brother Tu and Senior Brother Huo asked themselves to come over to investigate the situation here. It turned out that this was Lu Yiye's hiding place.

He has seen Lu Ye's image before. Shengyu Lingdi is dominated by the Sacred Fire Sect. The Sacred Fire Sect has a deep hatred with the Jade Blood Sect. Before Huo Liaoyuan found a photo stone from nowhere, the rubbing was Lu Ye's. image.

Huo Liaoyuan's actions undoubtedly made all the disciples of the Holy Fire Sect remember Lu Ye's appearance.

So even though she had never met Lu Ye before, Yan Gui recognized his identity at a glance.

I was excited and excited... What followed was boundless horror.

The saber force like a storm enveloped him, and the light of the sabers engulfed the breath of death. Yan Gui retreated again and again. In a short time, the tiger's mouth burst, his arms went numb, and the spiritual power in his body surged!

This guy...why is he so strong?

Although he is a ghost cultivator and is not good at fighting people head-on, he is at the seventh level anyway, and the spiritual power fluctuations that Lu Yiye displayed are only at the fifth level. He couldn't help but feel crushed.

will die! This terrifying thought popped up uncontrollably in his heart, the excitement on Yan Gui's face had already dissipated, leaving only fear and panic.

Lu Ye didn't use all his strength when he slashed for the first time, because he couldn't be sure which camp the person came from.

But when Yan Gui blurted out his name, the other party's position became very clear.

Since they recognize him, they can naturally know his origin. If the opponent belongs to the Haotian League, they will take the initiative to reveal the light of the battlefield imprint, and if they don't reveal it... then they belong to Wanmo Ridge.

So at the beginning of the second strike, Lu Ye didn't hold back at all.

There was a piercing sound, and with Yan Gui's scream, the clothes on his chest were torn open, leaving a bloody wound.

Under the pain, Yan Gui's defense became more and more chaotic. Lu Ye took advantage of the situation and slashed down again. This knife almost killed Yan Gui directly. Fortunately, he raised his spiritual weapon to block it at the last moment, but even so, The figure also rolled and flew out, and blood was scattered in the air.

Landing in embarrassment, Yan Gui didn't run away immediately, but raised his hand to press on his own battlefield mark...

He doesn't know why Lu Yiye's strength is so strong, he only knows that he has been exposed, this time it must be a disaster, if so, then no matter what, he must pass the news back, and he must not die in vain.

He didn't even have the slightest intention to ask for mercy, because he knew that begging for mercy would only bring greater humiliation and torture. JrNovels.com