Chapter: 312

Wanmo Ridge's response is obvious. Since Lu Ye, a fifth-level realm, has the strength and speed beyond the sixth-level realm, he will not let Bingxiu go into battle, because he is also a Bingxiu, and his strength and speed are not as good as others. It doesn't make any sense to have a level of cultivation. The few soldiers who played before are the best examples.

If military training is not successful, ghost training is rare, and it is not suitable for fighting head-on, so the only choices are physical training and Dharma training.

Lu Ye's offensive nature is indeed very strong. If so, then use a strong defense to deal with it. Having seen Lu Ye's previous battles, the Wanmo Ridge side did not expect to take him down in a few battles, but he always persisted When they can't stop, at that time, it will be the time for Wanmo Ridge to pick the fruits of victory.

"Green Blood Sect, Lu Ye!" Lu Ye was still polite.

The Yaoxiu muttered, not really wanting to respond, but if he didn't respond, it seemed that he was afraid of Lu Ye, so he buzzed: "Baiman Mountain, Niu Meng!"

When the words fell, he raised the shield spirit weapon on his arm, urged the spiritual power to pour into it, and the shield's protection expanded, forming a barrier covering a radius of one foot in front of him.

The power of his blood began to boil even more, gathering spiritual power to form a second layer of protection around his body, and he assumed a defensive posture.

This is the plan that his senior brother made when he was about to play just now, because he is good at resisting other people's attacks, but the attack is not good, the speed is not as good as others, this is a flaw, so the senior brother told him to go up as soon as possible He doesn't need to do too much to defend, just defend the Jade Blood Sect's attack well, delay the time as much as possible, and consume the opponent's physical strength and energy.

He did!

However, the expected attack did not come. He raised his eyes and looked forward through his spiritual weapon, only to see that Lu Ye did not rush up like in the previous battle, but stood quietly on the spot, calmly look at him.

Niu Meng scratched his head and looked back at his senior brothers and sisters, obviously wanting to ask how to deal with this situation.

Those senior brothers and sisters were also a little dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, Lu Ye, who was full of aggression before, changed his normal behavior this time.

An eighth-level monk who also has the characteristics of a demon cultivator said: "If he doesn't come, you will kill him and force him to fight you!"

Delaying time is obviously beneficial to Lu Ye. There is a three-day limit clause in the heavenly contract, so the Wanmo Ridge side is not willing to delay time anyway. They can't wait to fight Lu Ye all the time. Then he will not be given the rest time after each battle.

"Oh!" Niu Meng responded, holding up his spiritual weapon, and rushed towards Lu Ye. Although the speed was not fast, the momentum was astonishing, giving people a feeling of hitting a wall.

After entering the Lingxi battlefield for so long, it was the first time that Lu Ye encountered such an opponent who protected himself tightly before the battle started. He didn't rush to kill him immediately, he was just looking for the opponent's flaws, but look at it Go, there seems to be no loopholes to exploit.

Seeing that the other party had already charged, he could only act, and the distance between them quickly narrowed. When it was about the same time, Niu Meng retracted his arm slightly, and then pushed it out violently.

At that moment, the spiritual power barrier expanded from the shield spirit weapon on his arm also swelled outward, as if a wall really hit Lu Ye!

If this hit was real, Lu Ye would at least be dizzy for a while, not to mention a broken tendon.

Fortunately, Lu Ye sensed something was wrong, so he jumped up, passed over the top of Niu Meng's head, and in mid-air, slashed at his head with a knife.

Niu Meng raised his hand and blocked the blow with the protective power of the spiritual weapon. Before he could turn around, the sound of a long knife breaking through the air came from behind him.

The knife flashed, and Niu Meng felt that his body-protecting spiritual power and blood power were cut directly, and the pain came from his back. He turned around in a hurry and punched out.

However, Lu Ye had already stepped back, and this punch was in vain.

The momentary confrontation ended with the demon cultivator named Niu Meng getting a wound on the back.

"It hurts!" Niu Meng spouted a heat wave from his nose, his eyeballs were a little red, and the severe pain filled his dull head with anger, and he just wanted to smash the enemy in front of him!

Demon cultivators are not good at this point. When their cultivation base is not high, their spiritual intelligence is not very high, and they are easily affected by animal instincts. This situation usually does not improve until the Cloud River Realm.

Thinking of this, he reached out and grabbed Lu Ye. The big fan-like hand opened, almost completely blocking Lu Ye's vision.

Lu Ye became shorter, slipped past his armpit, and came behind him again, at the same position, with the same knife!

The bull staggered fiercely, blood splashed from behind, staining the ground blood red.

He turned around again, and wanted to fight again, but another thunderous voice came out: "Admit defeat!" But the senior brother at the eighth level couldn't stand it anymore, knowing that if he continued to fight, he, the Niu junior brother, would undoubtedly die. Then he rushed out, grabbed Niu Meng by the horns and dragged him back to the crowd. JrNovels.com