Chapter: 744
The Jinyunlou residence was covered by a large protective array of light curtains. Hundreds of Jinyunlou monks gathered in the residence, and everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.
They have received a summons from the Zongmen, knowing about Wanmo Ridge's decision, asking them to give up the station in order to appease Lu Yiye's anger.
However, how could they willingly accept such a decision.
Everything in the resident was created by generations of Jinyun Building in the Lingxi Realm, forged by the blood and lives of the ancestors.
So even with repeated orders from above, the monks in Jinyun Tower did not withdraw before the time limit expired.
No one expected that Lu Yiye, who was supposed to arrive here in three days, actually arrived in one day.
When the news came out, a group of monks in the Jinyun Tower were all shocked and angry. Soon, hundreds of monks gathered inside the protective formation, and looked at Lu Ye who came across a layer of light curtain.
Didn't see the Haotian Alliance allied forces, only a few people headed by Lu Yiye, this made Jin Yunlou monks suddenly feel a little ready to move, if they do it at this time, maybe they can kill this Lu Yiye.
But after seeing the white-haired young man next to Lu Ye, his eager thoughts immediately subsided a lot.
Who doesn't know Li Baxian, who is ranked third on the Lingxi list? The iconic white hair and the wine gourd around his waist all showed his identity.
Outside the big formation, Lu Ye turned his eyes and finally fixed on a man in black.
"Did you start the formation yourself, or did I break your formation?"
The man in black was undoubtedly the guard or deputy envoy of Jinyun Tower, because Yu Jue, who controlled the formation, was hanging on his waist.
Hearing Lu Ye's question, the man in black just looked at him expressionlessly.
Lu Ye stopped talking, raised his hand and raised a few formation flags, and shot them out along the nodes of the formation.
Following his action, the spiritual power began to surge, and within a dozen breaths of time, a small gap was torn open in the solidified and thick formation.
He used this method to capture the Zhaori Mountain garrison at the beginning, and now his accomplishments in the formation are much better than before, it is not too easy to just tear such a gap.
Under the shocked eyes of a group of Jinyunlou monks, Lu Ye led the people behind him into the formation along the gap.
The gap behind him quickly closed, as if it had never appeared before.
The atmosphere was tense in an instant, and the friction sound of the spirit weapon slowly being unsheathed continued one after another, and the spiritual power of the monks in all directions was secretly surging, ready to go.
Li Baxian grabbed his wine gourd, took a big gulp, burped contentedly, and looked around with a smile on his lips.
The sharp sword-like eyes glanced over the vital points of one Jinyunlou monk after another. Every monk he saw was cold, and death was like an invisible beast, clinging to their necks and licking Licking their souls, making their bodies tremble.
Under the silent pressure, gradually some monks couldn't bear this torture, their faces became flushed, and the hand holding the spiritual weapon trembled violently, on the verge of eruption.
The man in black suddenly said: "Li Baxian, if you dare to kill me alone in Jinyunlou, Jinyunlou will wait with you forever!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent dagger that was only a foot long was suddenly pressed against his forehead, and no one could see clearly how Li Baxian made the move.
The transparent dagger silently struck in front of a monk at the seventh level of heaven. The dagger flickered slightly and pierced into the skin of the man in black.
Bright red blood flowed down his forehead and parted at the bridge of his nose, leaving two blood-red lines on his face.
"Threat me?" Li Baxian tilted his head and looked at him, "Do you dare to say another word?"
The man in black's face was ashen, but he really didn't dare to speak again.
Because he knew that sword cultivators would never be threatened by others, if he dared to speak again, he would be a dead body the next moment. JrNovels.com