Chapter: 820
When the dust flew up and the ground cracked, Lu Ye had already got up and fled, with the blessing of flying spirit patterns on his legs, and his mouth and nose were full of blood.
There has never been such a mess as it is today.
The gap in strength is too great to be an opponent at all.
The flying spirit weapon was also destroyed, and Lu Ye felt the breath of death was like an invisible beast chasing after him.
Gradually, the feeling of hanging by a thread disappeared.
Lu Ye turned her head to look back in her busy schedule, and found that the banshee was standing there, looking at her quietly with her crimson eyes. She didn't chase after her, and even moved back a few feet flexibly. , back to the position where Lu Ye found her at first.
After making sure that the other party had no intention of chasing him, Lu Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon, he realized that it wasn't that the other party didn't want to kill him, but that he couldn't.
In the land of flames, the deeper you go, the harsher the environment will be. With Lu Ye's own strength, he can only walk two hundred miles away from the center, and he can no longer move forward.
Although this banshee is a dominant existence, it also has its own limits.
Her limit is where she is right now, if she goes deeper, even she can't bear it, that's why she just retreated a few dozen feet back.
Realizing this, Lu Ye was completely relieved.
From a distance of nearly a hundred feet, Lu Ye lowered his head to check his chest. His heart was blurred with blood. It was pierced by the banshee's sharp claws just now. Fortunately, the penetration was not deep, and the chest was a little sunken. He raised his hand and pressed it. Press, the ribs hurt, there should be some fractures, the opponent's kick was too powerful.
Putting the Panshan Knife beside him, and taking back the spiritual weapon in his weapon box, Lu Ye took out a few healing pills and swallowed them.
After adjusting his breath for a while, after making sure that there was nothing serious, Lu Ye grabbed the Panshan knife at the side and walked towards the direction of the banshee.
Compared to before, the banshee's crimson eyes were less malicious and more curious, as if wondering how this much weaker creature could withstand the harsh environment here and go farther than her.
She tilted her head and looked at Lu Ye, who was walking step by step, her eyes were full of scrutiny.
Standing still sixty feet away from the banshee, Lu Ye looked at her expressionlessly. The next moment, the weapon box vibrated slightly, and nine streaks of light slashed at the banshee with lightning speed.
The opponent didn't dare to go deep, no matter how strong the strength was, it was still a target. After seeing the banshee's unstoppable skill, Lu Ye would never dare to fight her in close quarters again, but with the help of the imperial weapon, there is no such concern up.
Being beaten like this for no reason, and almost dying, how could Lu Ye let it go.
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and nine streams of light arrived in front of the banshee almost at the same time, and under Lu Ye's precise control, they fell from all angles.
Then Lu Ye saw what it means to be as fast as a thunder.
The banshee standing on the spot didn't even move, her claws turned into a series of afterimages. After the clanging sound came out, most of the nine streamers were sent flying, without hurting the banshee at all.
Not only that, but there were also three spiritual weapons held by the banshee, struggling like living creatures, but they couldn't get rid of them.
The banshee seemed to be seeing something like a spiritual weapon for the first time, and looked down at the struggling thing in her hand.
The corners of Lu Ye's eyes couldn't help but twitch.
It is acceptable for the opponent to dodge or even fly his imperial weapon. After all, he is an overlord-level existence, and his strength has reached the limit that the Lingxi battlefield can accommodate. He can directly take down his three spiritual weapons in this way. It was a little embarrassing.
Under the restraint of the other party, Lu Ye wanted to take back his spiritual weapon, but it was an extravagant hope.
Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice.
With a slight movement of his mind, brilliance flashed on the three spirit weapons that were being played and probed by the banshee, and the burst spirit patterns took shape instantly. JrNovels.com
There has never been such a mess as it is today.
The gap in strength is too great to be an opponent at all.
The flying spirit weapon was also destroyed, and Lu Ye felt the breath of death was like an invisible beast chasing after him.
Gradually, the feeling of hanging by a thread disappeared.
Lu Ye turned her head to look back in her busy schedule, and found that the banshee was standing there, looking at her quietly with her crimson eyes. She didn't chase after her, and even moved back a few feet flexibly. , back to the position where Lu Ye found her at first.
After making sure that the other party had no intention of chasing him, Lu Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon, he realized that it wasn't that the other party didn't want to kill him, but that he couldn't.
In the land of flames, the deeper you go, the harsher the environment will be. With Lu Ye's own strength, he can only walk two hundred miles away from the center, and he can no longer move forward.
Although this banshee is a dominant existence, it also has its own limits.
Her limit is where she is right now, if she goes deeper, even she can't bear it, that's why she just retreated a few dozen feet back.
Realizing this, Lu Ye was completely relieved.
From a distance of nearly a hundred feet, Lu Ye lowered his head to check his chest. His heart was blurred with blood. It was pierced by the banshee's sharp claws just now. Fortunately, the penetration was not deep, and the chest was a little sunken. He raised his hand and pressed it. Press, the ribs hurt, there should be some fractures, the opponent's kick was too powerful.
Putting the Panshan Knife beside him, and taking back the spiritual weapon in his weapon box, Lu Ye took out a few healing pills and swallowed them.
After adjusting his breath for a while, after making sure that there was nothing serious, Lu Ye grabbed the Panshan knife at the side and walked towards the direction of the banshee.
Compared to before, the banshee's crimson eyes were less malicious and more curious, as if wondering how this much weaker creature could withstand the harsh environment here and go farther than her.
She tilted her head and looked at Lu Ye, who was walking step by step, her eyes were full of scrutiny.
Standing still sixty feet away from the banshee, Lu Ye looked at her expressionlessly. The next moment, the weapon box vibrated slightly, and nine streaks of light slashed at the banshee with lightning speed.
The opponent didn't dare to go deep, no matter how strong the strength was, it was still a target. After seeing the banshee's unstoppable skill, Lu Ye would never dare to fight her in close quarters again, but with the help of the imperial weapon, there is no such concern up.
Being beaten like this for no reason, and almost dying, how could Lu Ye let it go.
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and nine streams of light arrived in front of the banshee almost at the same time, and under Lu Ye's precise control, they fell from all angles.
Then Lu Ye saw what it means to be as fast as a thunder.
The banshee standing on the spot didn't even move, her claws turned into a series of afterimages. After the clanging sound came out, most of the nine streamers were sent flying, without hurting the banshee at all.
Not only that, but there were also three spiritual weapons held by the banshee, struggling like living creatures, but they couldn't get rid of them.
The banshee seemed to be seeing something like a spiritual weapon for the first time, and looked down at the struggling thing in her hand.
The corners of Lu Ye's eyes couldn't help but twitch.
It is acceptable for the opponent to dodge or even fly his imperial weapon. After all, he is an overlord-level existence, and his strength has reached the limit that the Lingxi battlefield can accommodate. He can directly take down his three spiritual weapons in this way. It was a little embarrassing.
Under the restraint of the other party, Lu Ye wanted to take back his spiritual weapon, but it was an extravagant hope.
Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice.
With a slight movement of his mind, brilliance flashed on the three spirit weapons that were being played and probed by the banshee, and the burst spirit patterns took shape instantly. JrNovels.com
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