Chapter: 289
She was about to shoot out the spirit weapon when suddenly there was a loud bang from a mountain below, and then a figure rose into the sky, hitting her flying spirit weapon like an arrow from a string.
Han Zheyue's complexion changed, and she quickly dodged, but she was still staggered by the powerful impact.
A figure with a steaming heat wave appeared obliquely above her, and that person punched out: "Get off!"
A powerful attack came under pressure, Han Zheyue was caught off guard and couldn't dodge, and hastily urged the spiritual power barrier to block the blow, but his body fell obliquely from the punch.
With a bang, she fell to the ground, got up in a disheveled state, and screamed like crazy: "Tang Wu, my old lady is at odds with you!"
"It's like we had a friendship before!" Tang Wu sneered, and rushed towards Han Zheyue with his fist raised, "Stop talking nonsense, give me a punch first!"
One body cultivator and the other law cultivator are both at the ninth-level realm, and they are old rivals, and they will fight immediately.
However, Tang Wu's own strength is stronger than Han Zheyue's. In addition, he took advantage of the opportunity, and Han Zheyue was beaten dizzy in a short while. She was disheveled and disheveled. You have no friendship, why are you crazy?"
Tang Wu snorted coldly: "I'm not here for the Jade Blood Sect!"
Han Zheyue immediately understood that this fleshy barbarian didn't come for Jade Blood Sect, he came for himself!
In this game between the two camps, some are because of the friendship between the previous generation and the Jade Blood Sect, some are out of personal grievances, and some are actively participating in this wave to sharpen themselves.
When Tang Wu and Han Zheyue, the old enemies, were fighting together, the hidden eighth-level and ninth-level monks appeared one after another.
Lu Ye didn't know when there were so many powerful people hidden around him!
Whenever someone from the eighth or ninth layer of Wanmo Ridge jumped out, there would always be a monk from the Haotian League to fight.
He moved forward all the way, and one battle group after another appeared behind him. In that battle group, monks from the two camps came and went, fighting fiercely.
These people are all rushed from the inner circle. They may be old opponents before, or they may not have met each other, but because of the opposing camps and different positions, they naturally regard each other as enemies.
This is a feast for the strong.
In the Lingxi battlefield, although the two camps are naturally opposed to each other and attack each other, there will be some large and small battles breaking out every day, but since the behemoth fell, there has been no such chaos that swept the entire battlefield for many years. battle.
The words Jade Blood Sect deeply stimulated the nerves of the older generation of Wanmo Ridge cultivators. They couldn't come to the Lingxi battlefield at will, so they all gave death orders to their disciples.
No matter what, that Jade Blood Sect disciple named Lu Yiye must die!
No matter what, Jade Blood Sect will be removed after two months!
Coupled with the generous rewards offered by the major Wanmo Ridge sects, I don't know how many monks from the Wanmo Ridge side are rushing towards Lu Ye. As long as Lu Ye can be killed, there will be inexhaustible cultivation resources in a lifetime.
After a great battle, Lu Ye stood panting heavily in the messy battlefield, with blood dripping from the long knife in his hand. He stuffed a healing pill into his mouth, and with Yiyi's help, he simply bandaged the wound and turned over. Get off the back of the tiger and move on.
The strong men who rushed over from the inner circle were holding back and targeting each other, so Lu Ye didn't encounter too powerful enemies during his journey. This was his luck, and it was also the efforts of the entire Haotian League.
But without Lan Yudie's means, he would inevitably meet some monks from Wanmo Ridge, and there would inevitably be some battles.
If the enemy has a seventh level, he will ride amber to escape, if there is no seventh level, and the number is small, he will rush to kill them.
Lu Ye couldn't remember how many waves of monks he had killed in Wanmo Ridge. Those guys' cultivation levels were uneven, and there were all kinds of monsters and monsters.
Both he and Hu Po were exhausted, but they didn't dare to stop to rest, because his current whereabouts had been completely exposed, and if he stopped, he might be surrounded, making it difficult to fly.
He doesn't know if he can survive, but he won't give up easily.
The impurities in the spiritual power were already obvious, almost to the extent that it would affect his combat effectiveness, but if he wanted to recover quickly, he had to swallow the spiritual pill, and he had no choice. JrNovels.com
Han Zheyue's complexion changed, and she quickly dodged, but she was still staggered by the powerful impact.
A figure with a steaming heat wave appeared obliquely above her, and that person punched out: "Get off!"
A powerful attack came under pressure, Han Zheyue was caught off guard and couldn't dodge, and hastily urged the spiritual power barrier to block the blow, but his body fell obliquely from the punch.
With a bang, she fell to the ground, got up in a disheveled state, and screamed like crazy: "Tang Wu, my old lady is at odds with you!"
"It's like we had a friendship before!" Tang Wu sneered, and rushed towards Han Zheyue with his fist raised, "Stop talking nonsense, give me a punch first!"
One body cultivator and the other law cultivator are both at the ninth-level realm, and they are old rivals, and they will fight immediately.
However, Tang Wu's own strength is stronger than Han Zheyue's. In addition, he took advantage of the opportunity, and Han Zheyue was beaten dizzy in a short while. She was disheveled and disheveled. You have no friendship, why are you crazy?"
Tang Wu snorted coldly: "I'm not here for the Jade Blood Sect!"
Han Zheyue immediately understood that this fleshy barbarian didn't come for Jade Blood Sect, he came for himself!
In this game between the two camps, some are because of the friendship between the previous generation and the Jade Blood Sect, some are out of personal grievances, and some are actively participating in this wave to sharpen themselves.
When Tang Wu and Han Zheyue, the old enemies, were fighting together, the hidden eighth-level and ninth-level monks appeared one after another.
Lu Ye didn't know when there were so many powerful people hidden around him!
Whenever someone from the eighth or ninth layer of Wanmo Ridge jumped out, there would always be a monk from the Haotian League to fight.
He moved forward all the way, and one battle group after another appeared behind him. In that battle group, monks from the two camps came and went, fighting fiercely.
These people are all rushed from the inner circle. They may be old opponents before, or they may not have met each other, but because of the opposing camps and different positions, they naturally regard each other as enemies.
This is a feast for the strong.
In the Lingxi battlefield, although the two camps are naturally opposed to each other and attack each other, there will be some large and small battles breaking out every day, but since the behemoth fell, there has been no such chaos that swept the entire battlefield for many years. battle.
The words Jade Blood Sect deeply stimulated the nerves of the older generation of Wanmo Ridge cultivators. They couldn't come to the Lingxi battlefield at will, so they all gave death orders to their disciples.
No matter what, that Jade Blood Sect disciple named Lu Yiye must die!
No matter what, Jade Blood Sect will be removed after two months!
Coupled with the generous rewards offered by the major Wanmo Ridge sects, I don't know how many monks from the Wanmo Ridge side are rushing towards Lu Ye. As long as Lu Ye can be killed, there will be inexhaustible cultivation resources in a lifetime.
After a great battle, Lu Ye stood panting heavily in the messy battlefield, with blood dripping from the long knife in his hand. He stuffed a healing pill into his mouth, and with Yiyi's help, he simply bandaged the wound and turned over. Get off the back of the tiger and move on.
The strong men who rushed over from the inner circle were holding back and targeting each other, so Lu Ye didn't encounter too powerful enemies during his journey. This was his luck, and it was also the efforts of the entire Haotian League.
But without Lan Yudie's means, he would inevitably meet some monks from Wanmo Ridge, and there would inevitably be some battles.
If the enemy has a seventh level, he will ride amber to escape, if there is no seventh level, and the number is small, he will rush to kill them.
Lu Ye couldn't remember how many waves of monks he had killed in Wanmo Ridge. Those guys' cultivation levels were uneven, and there were all kinds of monsters and monsters.
Both he and Hu Po were exhausted, but they didn't dare to stop to rest, because his current whereabouts had been completely exposed, and if he stopped, he might be surrounded, making it difficult to fly.
He doesn't know if he can survive, but he won't give up easily.
The impurities in the spiritual power were already obvious, almost to the extent that it would affect his combat effectiveness, but if he wanted to recover quickly, he had to swallow the spiritual pill, and he had no choice. JrNovels.com
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