Chapter: 464
"Go back to Jiuzhou!" Feng Yue almost gritted his teeth and gave such an order, and then hurriedly ran towards the Temple of Heaven's Mystery.
At this moment, quite a few monks of the Feng family, who saw the situation was not good, rushed towards the Hall of Mysteries, and one after another figure rushed into the Hall of Mysteries, and retreated to Kyushu with the help of the pillar of Mysteries, but those who saw the opportunity quickly were a minority after all, and more monks had not had time to react .
When they ran to the square in front of the Palace of Heavenly Secrets, hundreds of monks rushed over from Ulala in front, all of them were murderous, the leader was riding a big snow-white tiger, waving a long knife in his hand, a monk from the Feng family had his head high fly up.
There is also a fiery red streamer flying beside this person, it is the streamer of the imperial weapon at first glance.
It was a young man that Feng Yue had never seen before. The aura on the young man showed his cultivation at the seventh level, but the purity of that aura was something that Feng Yue had only seen in his life, even in those monks in the Yunhe state of the sect. , She has never seen such a pure aura.
With her own eyes, she saw this young man slaughtering all directions, a sixth-level cultivator of the Feng family didn't even block him with a single blow.
The young man also spotted her, and his four eyes met. The young man's eyes lit up, as if he had seen some surprise, he flew directly from the tiger's back, and the bright sword flashed in front of Feng Yue.
This knife didn't kill Feng Yue, it wasn't because Feng Yue had the ability to block the knife, because when Lu Ye rushed towards her, the woman was short, her legs were bent, and she simply knelt down on the ground, At the same time, he shrank his neck like a turtle.
Lu Ye had calculated everything, but he didn't expect the other party to respond like this.
The Panshan knife cut across the top of the opponent's head, cutting off a few strands of hair.
Since entering the Lingxi battlefield, there have been a lot of monks who died under Lu Ye's knife. Some of them lost their lives before they could react, some fought to the death and refused to retreat, and some begged for mercy before they died, but the number was not many. It is said that if the two sides of the hostile camp fight against each other, if one side is not the opponent, there is basically no way to survive, because begging for mercy is useless.
But it was the first one to kneel down as straightforwardly as this woman!
This woman is still a seventh-level cultivator, which is why Lu Ye saw the other party's bright eyes. At the seventh level, this woman is either Feng's guard envoy or deputy envoy. Since she is staying at the station, all the good things must be on her. , as long as you kill her, it's all mine!
But the woman's reaction confused Lu Ye, and he forgot to change his move just now.
With his figure down, Lu Ye looked down at the woman kneeling in front of him. Her face was as pale as paper, she knelt her head on the ground, and stretched her hands, because this movement made her seductive figure outlined by her close-fitting dress. Take the soul.
Lu Ye raised his saber to slash. Although he was stunned for a moment just now, since the opponent was at the seventh level of the Feng family, he would naturally not show mercy. Putting on such a defenseless look would only make it easier for him to slash the opponent. head.
"I am a medical practitioner, fellow Taoist, please forgive me!"
Lu Ye's raised knife stopped, and he frowned.
There is an unwritten rule in the Lingxi battlefield, that is, if the two warring parties can not kill, they will try their best to save the life of the other party's doctor.
Lu Ye didn't know about this before, but now he is also the guardian envoy of the Jade Blood Sect's resident, and he has a lot of contact with Shuiyuan and the others on weekdays, and he has learned a lot of common sense on the battlefield. Shuiyuan once specifically asked him to I'm afraid he also saw that his little junior brother was a bit murderous.
The reason for this rule is that firstly, the number of medical practitioners is rare, and secondly, because most medical practitioners are not good at injuring others. Most of the time, it is to save people and heal injuries. In the comparison of the combat power of monks of the same level, medical cultivators will always be at the bottom. Three times, they will save the lives of enemy medical cultivators, and they can also heal the wounded monks of their own side.
Back in the Xieyue Valley, when Pang Dahai pointed out the division of factions with Lu Ye and Yu Xiaodie, he also told Yu Xiaodie that as a medical practitioner, even if he was captured by the people from Wanmo Ridge, he would not need to Fear of being killed.
The two camps have been fighting each other for so many years. Although each other wants to rub each other on the ground, this unacceptable rule has always been maintained. This is also to try to avoid the reduction of the number of doctors on both sides.
Doctors are hard to come by, if you die too many, it will be troublesome to find someone to heal your wounds in the future.
Lu Ye understood why this woman fell to her knees when she disagreed with her. It turned out that she had the identity of a medical practitioner.
The long knife in her hand chopped off, and with Feng Yue's exclamation, there was a sharp wound on her arm, and blood flowed out, staining her clothes red.
"Prove it to me!"
Feng Yue quickly straightened her upper body, resisting the excruciating pain, raised her other hand to cover the wound on her arm, and the spiritual power as soft as water began to surge.
Lu Ye couldn't help but click his tongue, he is really a doctor.
"Chen Yu!" JrNovels.com
At this moment, quite a few monks of the Feng family, who saw the situation was not good, rushed towards the Hall of Mysteries, and one after another figure rushed into the Hall of Mysteries, and retreated to Kyushu with the help of the pillar of Mysteries, but those who saw the opportunity quickly were a minority after all, and more monks had not had time to react .
When they ran to the square in front of the Palace of Heavenly Secrets, hundreds of monks rushed over from Ulala in front, all of them were murderous, the leader was riding a big snow-white tiger, waving a long knife in his hand, a monk from the Feng family had his head high fly up.
There is also a fiery red streamer flying beside this person, it is the streamer of the imperial weapon at first glance.
It was a young man that Feng Yue had never seen before. The aura on the young man showed his cultivation at the seventh level, but the purity of that aura was something that Feng Yue had only seen in his life, even in those monks in the Yunhe state of the sect. , She has never seen such a pure aura.
With her own eyes, she saw this young man slaughtering all directions, a sixth-level cultivator of the Feng family didn't even block him with a single blow.
The young man also spotted her, and his four eyes met. The young man's eyes lit up, as if he had seen some surprise, he flew directly from the tiger's back, and the bright sword flashed in front of Feng Yue.
This knife didn't kill Feng Yue, it wasn't because Feng Yue had the ability to block the knife, because when Lu Ye rushed towards her, the woman was short, her legs were bent, and she simply knelt down on the ground, At the same time, he shrank his neck like a turtle.
Lu Ye had calculated everything, but he didn't expect the other party to respond like this.
The Panshan knife cut across the top of the opponent's head, cutting off a few strands of hair.
Since entering the Lingxi battlefield, there have been a lot of monks who died under Lu Ye's knife. Some of them lost their lives before they could react, some fought to the death and refused to retreat, and some begged for mercy before they died, but the number was not many. It is said that if the two sides of the hostile camp fight against each other, if one side is not the opponent, there is basically no way to survive, because begging for mercy is useless.
But it was the first one to kneel down as straightforwardly as this woman!
This woman is still a seventh-level cultivator, which is why Lu Ye saw the other party's bright eyes. At the seventh level, this woman is either Feng's guard envoy or deputy envoy. Since she is staying at the station, all the good things must be on her. , as long as you kill her, it's all mine!
But the woman's reaction confused Lu Ye, and he forgot to change his move just now.
With his figure down, Lu Ye looked down at the woman kneeling in front of him. Her face was as pale as paper, she knelt her head on the ground, and stretched her hands, because this movement made her seductive figure outlined by her close-fitting dress. Take the soul.
Lu Ye raised his saber to slash. Although he was stunned for a moment just now, since the opponent was at the seventh level of the Feng family, he would naturally not show mercy. Putting on such a defenseless look would only make it easier for him to slash the opponent. head.
"I am a medical practitioner, fellow Taoist, please forgive me!"
Lu Ye's raised knife stopped, and he frowned.
There is an unwritten rule in the Lingxi battlefield, that is, if the two warring parties can not kill, they will try their best to save the life of the other party's doctor.
Lu Ye didn't know about this before, but now he is also the guardian envoy of the Jade Blood Sect's resident, and he has a lot of contact with Shuiyuan and the others on weekdays, and he has learned a lot of common sense on the battlefield. Shuiyuan once specifically asked him to I'm afraid he also saw that his little junior brother was a bit murderous.
The reason for this rule is that firstly, the number of medical practitioners is rare, and secondly, because most medical practitioners are not good at injuring others. Most of the time, it is to save people and heal injuries. In the comparison of the combat power of monks of the same level, medical cultivators will always be at the bottom. Three times, they will save the lives of enemy medical cultivators, and they can also heal the wounded monks of their own side.
Back in the Xieyue Valley, when Pang Dahai pointed out the division of factions with Lu Ye and Yu Xiaodie, he also told Yu Xiaodie that as a medical practitioner, even if he was captured by the people from Wanmo Ridge, he would not need to Fear of being killed.
The two camps have been fighting each other for so many years. Although each other wants to rub each other on the ground, this unacceptable rule has always been maintained. This is also to try to avoid the reduction of the number of doctors on both sides.
Doctors are hard to come by, if you die too many, it will be troublesome to find someone to heal your wounds in the future.
Lu Ye understood why this woman fell to her knees when she disagreed with her. It turned out that she had the identity of a medical practitioner.
The long knife in her hand chopped off, and with Feng Yue's exclamation, there was a sharp wound on her arm, and blood flowed out, staining her clothes red.
"Prove it to me!"
Feng Yue quickly straightened her upper body, resisting the excruciating pain, raised her other hand to cover the wound on her arm, and the spiritual power as soft as water began to surge.
Lu Ye couldn't help but click his tongue, he is really a doctor.
"Chen Yu!" JrNovels.com
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