Almost at the same time that his thoughts changed, another ferocious voice sounded: "Kill him! Kill him quickly!"
The tone is full of urgency.
But it's a blood lord!
As a strong man with a background in the Divine Sea Realm, he never put the monks in the Dragon Realm in his eyes, even if he was trapped by the sword array of Haoran Academy, he was still able to handle it with ease.
But when Lu Ye was wearing the Dragon Throne, a great warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.
That scarlet Yanjia brought him a huge sense of threat.
This kind of threat is not only a threat that can determine his life and death, but also a threat that can determine the survival of the altar!
As a blood race, he is not afraid of death, but the altar cannot be destroyed. This is related to the coming of the blood world. If the altar is destroyed, all his previous efforts will be in vain, and the time for the coming of the blood world will be greatly extended.
With such a crime, even if he is still alive, he will inevitably be punished worse than death.
Therefore, we must quickly kill that monk Longteng wearing Yanjia!
Huang Liang saw that something was wrong with Lu Ye, and Xue Xiao naturally saw it too, otherwise it would be unreasonable to stand there without any movement after using such a fetish.
This is undoubtedly the best chance to kill Lu Ye.
He wanted to go there in person, but the sword masters of Haoran Academy, headed by Yuan Changcun, were desperately entangled with him. Even if he used all kinds of mysterious blood way secret techniques, he would not be able to get out of trouble for a while, unless Yuan Changcun and others were exterminated first. !
With Xue Xiao's order, many blood clans woke up like a dream, and rushed towards Lu Ye's direction.
Lu Ye, who stood there quietly without any movement, finally moved. He just casually raised his hands and kicked his feet, and one by one the blood clans with strong and fierce auras were killed one after another.
His movements obviously looked extremely simple, but none of those blood races could avoid them.
From a distance, it looks like a group of naughty children are provoking a tall and mighty adult. No matter how those children show their teeth and claws, it is meaningless. The scene looks both funny and bloody.
All blood races that rushed past either exploded and died, or flew backwards like an arrow from the string, with broken tendons and bones.
In the dragon seat, Lu Ye felt it silently.
Although he was wearing a three-foot-tall Yanjia, which made him seem to have turned into such a giant, but he didn't feel too much discomfort, and all his movements were as smooth as arms and fingers, round and natural.
With the dragon seat added, he is the dragon seat, and the dragon seat is him.
Every part of the three-foot-tall Yanjia is an extension of his body!
The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that something was missing in his hand...
For a long time, when he faced the enemy, he always held the Panshan knife, and rarely fought with bare hands, so he naturally felt a little uncomfortable.
Of course he can sacrifice the Panshan Sword, but holding the Panshan Saber with a three-foot-tall body is somewhat nondescript, so it's better to use his bare hands like this.
Fortunately, fighting skills, once mastered, will be engraved deep in the soul, so even if there is no knife in hand, at most it just feels a little empty, and it doesn't have much impact.
"Hold on!" Huang Liang's angry shout sounded again, and he also personally killed him, leading a group of Long Teng monks to surround Lu Ye to relieve him of the pressure.
Before Lu Ye ignored his cry, he thought there was something wrong with Lu Ye, but now it seems that Lu Ye should have no problem, otherwise it would be impossible to fight back against the incoming blood race.
But Lu Ye's action of killing the enemy made him understand the root cause.
Because Lu Ye has been using the simplest means to kill the blood race, no action is superfluous, obviously he doesn't want to waste his strength. JrNovels.com