Chapter 455: Ambush

a pill, and meditating quietly.At the same time, some unfriendly remarks about Lu Ye emerged from the Lingxi battlefield. People said he was targeting a woman and bullying her, which wasn't manlike. T...In the Nine Realms Diagram, Sun-surname cultivator saw nine streaks of light rushing towards him in an unrelenting assault. He scrambled to summon his magic weapon, which turned out to be a long staff!

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With a staff in hand, this person continuously swung and parried, sending the nine defensive artifacts that were close at hand flying away. However, the staff buzzed incessantly, and the hands gripping it trembled slightly. The anger on his face was replaced by astonishment, and he immediately understood that he had encountered something extraordinary!

The is a realm with a huge disparity in cultivation levels. Some people ascend to the Yunhe Realm with 240 acupoints, while others ascend with 360 acupoints. Even at the same level of cultivation within this realm, the strength they can display often varies greatly.

The cultivators surnamed Sun and others, all from sects of only the fifth rank. None of them had ascended to the Yunhe River with three hundred and sixty apertures. The best among them was that burly man, who had ascended to the Yunhe River with three hundred and twelve apertures. The cultivator surnamed Sun was even worse, reaching only two hundred and ninety apertures in the Lingxi realm before hitting his limit, unable to open any new spiritual apertures.

On the battlefield of Yunhe, there were many cultivators like him. However, those who ascended with 360 acupoints like Lu Ye were very rare.

To say Lu Ye was once a champion of the Lingxi Leaderboard, receiving four rewards from the Heavenly Machine during his ascendance, and receiving a blessing from the Heavenly Machine when he advanced to the Yunhe realm... Let alone that.

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The moment they clashed, the Sun surname cultivator had this thought in his mind.

Here, he only managed to block the onslaught of nine divine weapons with great difficulty. The immense power sent him reeling backward, staggering before he could regain his footing. Before he could steady himself, Lu Ye pounced forward, a crimson blade flashing as his long sword descended.

The blade was held by the spirit staff wielded by the cultivator surnamed Sun, yet it still struck him, causing him to crouch down. The immense force almost sent his staff flying from his grasp.

There was no time to breathe as crimson blades flashed down relentlessly, one after another, like a raging storm.

After the Pianshan Blade was promoted to a mid-grade spiritual tool, it felt undoubtedly smoother for Lu Ye to use.

The Sun surname cultivator gritted their teeth, resisting with all their might. They held a long staff in both hands, bracing it before them. The clang of metal rang out incessantly, sparks flew everywhere, and their figure kept shrinking lower and lower.

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The long knife pierced the shoulder blade of the cultivator surnamed Sun, exiting his body. The cultivator surnamed Sun let out a cry of agony.

As Lu Ye drew his sword, he also kicked out with one leg, sending the person in front of him flying backward. He landed clumsily on the ground.

Lu Ye didn't chase after. He stood still, his long sword pointing at the ground, his brows furrowed.

"That's a little weak!"

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He knew in his heart that when this man ascended to the Yunhe realm, the number of apertures he opened was definitely no more than three hundred. Otherwise, a cultivator at the fourth level of the Yunhe realm wouldn't be so pathetic.

"Wait a moment, friend!" The cultivator surnamed Sun fell to the ground, scrambled to his feet in a disheveled manner, and looked at Lu Ye with fear. He backed away from Lu Ye and asked nervously, "Are you the helper that Shen Xiaomiao brought If so, please spare my life. My fellow disciples and I will immediately leave this place and never come back!"

The land leaves remained silent, only raising his hand to reveal his battlefield scars.

The cultivator surnamed Sun's face suddenly turned pale.

Lü Yeming understood, the other party was from the Wan Mo Ling camp.

If the opponent was from the Haotian Alliance, Lu Ye wasn't sure whether he should strike. After all, he had received a lot of help from Haotian Alliance sects on the Lingxi Battlefield. Since it was someone from Wanmo Ridge, there wouldn't be any problems.

With the blessing of the wind, Feng Xing's figure streaked forward, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him. In the blink of an eye, Lu Ye had pounced before the Sun-surnamed cultivator, slashing down with his blade in a fierce strike. The blow sent the man flying through the air, a spray of hot blood erupting from his chest as he screamed in agony mid-flight.

Before he even hit the ground, Lu Ye followed up with another strike. With this blow, the screams came to an abrupt halt.

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Two muffled sounds echoed through the air, followed by a head and headless body crashing to the ground. Blood painted the earth crimson.

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The next instant, a repulsive force surged around him, his vision blurred, and he found himself in the room of the cultivator surnamed Sun, with a corpse lying beside him.

Lu Ye bent over, picking up the large jade plaque and the other party's storage bag.

There were four opponents. They had already killed one, leaving behind a burly man, a cultivator's junior apprentice brother, and Ruan Qingzhu.

How to kill the rest is a problem. I can't infiltrate their rooms easily anymore, and even if I lure them out for an ambush, I can only kill one more at most. There are still two left.

Among these people, Junior Brother Cheng should be the easiest to kill. As a formation cultivator, he must spend a lot of time on formations, and his personal strength might not be very strong. The most difficult one to kill should be that burly man. This guy has abundant blood and qi, clearly a physical cultivator.

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Yi Yi and Amber working together should be able to hold one person back for a moment, so he would have to kill two of them in the shortest amount of time!

It's a pity that some of the formations he had set up in this blessed land were already broken. Otherwise, with the power of the formations, it wouldn't be impossible for him to fight three enemies by himself.

With a vague plan in mind, Lu Ye quietly pushed open the door and slipped out. Amber continued to remain in the room.

All progress had been smooth up to this point, so the death of the Sun surname cultivator did not alarm anyone.

Under the activation of the hidden spirit patterns, Lu Ye became like a ghost, silently approaching the sturdy man's bedroom door.

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Looking up, a familiar figure stood tall in the sky. Wasn't it Shen Xiaochao

She wasn't sure if things were as she had guessed. If they were, then Lu Ye might run to this side of the Spirit Realm. But Lu Ye was only at the Yunhe First Layer, his strength was low, and he could easily be captured by someone in a moment of carelessness.

That's why she attacked the protective barrier, wanting to test it. No matter what, she and Lu Ye had signed the Heavenly Mechanism Pact of offensive and defensive alliance.

However, to her astonishment, with just a casual strike, the protective barrier simply vanished!

I saw no signs of a fight, nor any trace of Ye Liu...

Shen Xiaomiao secretly exclaimed, "Oh no!" and quickly made to leave.

But this commotion was so great that it alarmed the three people in the spirit realm.

The front door flew open, and three figures dashed out.

In the next instant, the burly man's blood surged with a mighty roar. He whirled around and unleashed a powerful punch.

As a flash of blade light passed, an arm flew out, spraying blood.

He never expected someone to ambush him at his bedroom door. If not for his powerful senses, this strike would have killed him instantly.

Thus, he was also cut off an arm.

"Ye Li!"

Shen Xiaomiao and Ruan Qingzhu, who were both nursing injuries, gasped in unison upon witnessing this scene.

The younger apprentice was stunned for a moment before reacting. His figure flashed as he lunged towards Lu Ye, but Shen Xiaomiao had already swiftly pounced on him, intercepting his attack.

As for strength, Shen Xiaomiao was undoubtedly stronger than this junior brother. If this woman wasn't lying, she was also a strong fighter who had once reached the Lingxi list. But at this moment, her injuries were not yet healed, and her full strength was discounted. After a few exchanges, she seemed to be at a disadvantage against this formation cultivator.

At this moment, Lu Ye held the Pianshan sword in his hand. Waves of fiery red sword light enveloped the burly man, pressing him step by step, relentlessly seizing the advantage.

If the opponent is unharmed, this battle might be somewhat difficult. The burly man's cultivation at the fifth level of the Yunhe realm is far stronger than that Sun cultivator.

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