Although his current strength has greatly increased compared to that in the hunting ground, he never thinks that he will be an opponent of a ninth-level monk. With the strength he can display now, he may still be able to fight against the eighth-level realm, but against the ninth-level realm... he must activate the animal transformation secret technique.

But Amber is sleeping, so there is no need to think about the beast transformation secret technique.

Then the killer weapon he can use to deal with the enemy is only a fire phoenix spirit pattern, but it takes a certain amount of time to gather momentum when it is activated. In this not wide space, the enemy will naturally not be stupid enough to slow him down. Slowly gain momentum, once he tries to activate the fire phoenix spirit pattern, he will definitely usher in a violent storm of culling.

Trouble!

"Don't waste your energy." Seeing that Lu Ye wanted to escape from this place, Huo Liaoyuan's leisurely voice sounded, "In the death match arena, there is no end to death. Today, you and I, only one can survive, and only one of us can survive. If you die, the Death Fighting Platform will be lifted!"

Deathmatch? Lu Ye frowned slightly when he heard this, he had never heard of this thing. Although he is also a monk in the Cloud River Realm now, and he has cultivated to the fifth level of the Cloud River Realm, but compared with ordinary monks, his knowledge and experience are still too shallow after all.

There is no way, his practice time is too short.

But judging from his own experience and Huo Liaoyuan's previous actions, the so-called Death Fighting Platform should be a rare treasure with special functions.

"Guess, who will die?" Huo Liaoyuan put his hands behind his back, and Yukong looked down at Lu Ye coldly from a height of more than ten feet above the ground.

Lu Ye glanced at him lightly, and rubbed the handle of the Panshan knife with her thumb.

Fortunately in the misfortune, the ninth-level realm that used the death fighting platform against him was taught by the Holy Fire!

Ninety-ninety percent of the monks of the Sacred Fire Cult are cultivators of the fire attribute, and what he is least afraid of is fire!

If any of Xia Liang or Tan Shengzhong used the death fighting platform today, he would definitely die, but it happened to be a fire, so the situation was still so hopeless.

"Lu Yiye!" Huo Liaoyuan shouted angrily, Lu Ye's silence undoubtedly angered him, his expression was angry: "You'd better suffer death obediently, otherwise I have plenty of ways to torture you!"

In the death-match arena, outsiders could not interfere. His cultivation base was four levels higher than Lu Ye's. He was sure of winning, but even so, he couldn't erase the anger in his heart.

During this trip, the loss of Shengyu Lingdi was too heavy. More than 60 people died on the first day, and nearly 20 people died in today's storm. This kind of loss can be said to be almost half of the manpower he brought. More, he was forced to use such a precious treasure as the Death Fighting Platform, even if Lu Yiye was killed today, the sect would definitely hold him accountable.

He only hopes to make up for his mistakes, otherwise his future will be ruined in the future.

It should be possible to make up for it. After all, the reward on Lu Yiye's body is too huge. As long as Lu Yiye is killed, he will not only be innocent, but also have great merit. Which of the major first-rank sects on the Wanmo Ridge does not want to kill him Lu Yiye?

What responded to him was Lu Ye's rush, leaping out like a vigorous cheetah, under the blessing of Feng Xing, an afterimage suddenly appeared behind him, and the distance of three hundred feet quickly narrowed.

The first purpose of military cultivation versus combat law cultivation is to close the distance and fight close to the body. Even though he is only at the fifth level and Huo Liaoyuan is at the ninth level, as long as he is close to him, it is really uncertain who will live and who will die. After all Faxiu has been studying spells all year round, and his body has always been relatively fragile.

So even if delaying time at this moment is not harmful to him, he also launched an attack on his own initiative.

"Very good!" Huo Liaoyuan laughed back angrily, Lu Ye's reaction was as expected, if the other party really put up his hands and waited to die, then he really looked down on Lu Ye.

After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped the void in front of him, spiritual power surged all over his body, and with the center of his palm as the origin, a fiery red spiritual power disk with a radius of several feet quickly spread out. In the disk, there were complex lines Fitting and connecting with each other, flashing light.

The disc of spiritual power seemed to be inlaid in the palm of Huo Liaoyuan's palm. With the stimulation of his spiritual power, fireballs of various sizes emerged from the disc out of thin air, dragging bright flames like a meteor shower. Blast towards Lu Ye.

As a Dharma cultivator of the ninth level of Yunhe, he has been studying spells all year round, and his attainments in spells are naturally extremely high. The meteor fire rain is extraordinary as soon as it is shot, and the dense fireballs drag the red light. Under control, it turned into arcs, frantically rushing towards Lu Ye's place, and the space was burned and distorted wherever it passed.

Lu Ye's figure moved up, avoiding the first few fireballs that struck in front of him, and quickly moved forward amidst the rain of meteors and fire.

The quickness of movement and quick reaction far exceeded the level that a fifth-level monk should have.

Boom boom boom...

One after another, the fireballs hit the air, bombarded the tabletop of the death fighting platform, and hit the surrounding barriers, bursting out dazzling flames and bursting out an astonishing heat wave.

A look of surprise appeared on the calm Huo Liaoyuan. JrNovels.com