Chapter 168

The Saintess of the Sacred Fire Cult clenched her teeth, and stretched her small hand forward, mobilizing the little spiritual power left in her body, and a ball of red light immediately appeared on the palm of her hand.

That was the gathering of her spiritual power.

When this group of red light appeared, the power of the previous large-scale spell gathered quickly.

In the extremely scorching golden light roof, the temperature dropped sharply.

In the blink of an eye, a humanoid existence purely made of flames appeared in front of her.

"Fire Giant!" An exclamation came from the side of the Haotian Union, which was clearly the name of the spell performed by the saint of the Holy Fire Cult.

This is also a spell that shouldn't be cast by a seventh-level practitioner, which shows how talented the saint is.

However, perhaps because of insufficient cultivation, the fire giant that was supposed to be majestic and at least a few feet tall is only the size of an ordinary person at the moment. This fire giant has no legs, and the lower half of its body is purely composed of flowing flames. It's not so clear, but it has a burly figure, and it blocks in front of the nun as soon as it appears.

Exerting this spell, the saint of the Holy Fire Sect fell to her knees with a plop, and the lamp was really exhausted.

I have to say, she is a smart woman.

At this last moment, use the last spiritual power to summon a fire giant, instead of casting spells such as fire snake, because spells are easy to dodge, once Lu Ye dodges her final attack, then she There is only one way to die.

The pain in her mind was like a needle prick, and the blood flowing out of her seven orifices was black and red. Although she knelt down on the ring and was extremely embarrassed, she still looked up at the rushing Lu Ye, and controlled the fire giant to meet him.

When the heat wave hit, Lu Ye instinctively raised the broken knife and slashed.

He was able to survive the attack of that spell before, thanks to the blessing of the Guardian Spirit Rune. When the power of that spell struck, he activated a Guardian Spirit Rune that could wrap his whole body.

This almost exhausted his meager spiritual power.

Fortunately, the opponent's spell didn't last long, otherwise he would really be burned to death.

Right now, he can still activate the last spirit pattern, which he left for his opponent, not the inexplicable thing in front of him.

The field of vision was blood-red, and it was almost impossible to see things clearly. The saints of the Holy Fire Cult were exhausted, and Lu Ye was at the end of her battle.

All around the arena, the powerhouses of the two camps watched the final battle solemnly. No one would have imagined that fighting at the mere fifth and sixth levels could be so brutal.

At this moment, the two fighting figures on the ring looked extremely ridiculous, because Lu Ye was no longer as fierce and ferocious as before. He seemed weak every time he slashed, and he staggered with every step, as if he might fall down at any time.

And the fire giant was also a little stupid and unresponsive. This was the reason why the consciousness of the saint of the Holy Fire Cult began to blur. Although the fire giant was summoned by her driving force, it had no thinking itself and needed her to control it.

This caused the fight in the arena to look like children fighting...

No one laughed because of this, but secretly shocked by the tenacity of the will of the two warring parties.

A group of strong men on the Lingxi list asked themselves, could they achieve this level when they were on the fifth or sixth floor? If the two people who fought at the end survived today, they would definitely be named on the Lingxi list in the future.

The childlike fighting was still going on, and the fighting was not intense, but as time went by, the fire giant summoned by the spell began to become unstable, and even its size was slowly shrinking.

The Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side became tense.

They have already reached this level, but they must not fall short.

"The raging holy fire, burn my body!"

A deep chant sounded. At first, there was only one person, but soon, all the cultivation bases of the Holy Fire Cult began to chant in unison, and the voice gradually became higher.

On the arena, the saint, who was already unconscious, suddenly burst out with her final strength, with red blood flowing from her eyes, and the fire giant who was fighting with Lu Ye suddenly swelled up and punched out.

With a loud crash, only half of the broken knife in Lu Ye's hand was completely shattered, and he himself was even sent flying out by the punch and fell to the ground.

Falling together is also the hope of the Haotian League.

And after flying Lu Ye, the fire giant also suddenly collapsed, turning into little fluorescent lights and disappearing, exhausting its own strength.

The saint of the Holy Fire Sect gasped heavily, got up from the ground with difficulty, and walked towards Lu Ye who was lying motionless on the ground step by step. She gently recited the teachings of the Sacred Fire Sect, and her painful expression gradually calmed down.

Li Baxian's expression became dignified and tense, and Wei Yang also secretly urged him with spiritual power. The blows of those strong.

At this moment, the atmosphere became extremely tense.

On the ring, the saint who was walking halfway slowly took out a long sword from her storage bag. This action alone seemed to use up all her strength. It should be just an ordinary ordinary sword , because there is no inspiration, but it is enough.

She didn't have the strength to lift the sword up, so she dragged it, walked up to Lu Ye, wobbled a few times, and slowly stood still.

Looking down at the burnt and wounded opponent on the ground, the saint, who had never smiled since the beginning of her practice, showed a smile.

She really wanted to say to her opponent: I won!

But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't even make a sound.

She held the hilt of the sword with both hands behind her back, and slowly raised the tip of the sword to Lu Ye's chest.

The tense atmosphere around the arena collapsed to the extreme at this moment, and an unknown number of people began to mobilize their spiritual power silently.

Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly raised a hand slowly, facing the woman standing beside him, as if to block the sword that was about to stab down.

His dry and cracked lips squirmed, and a slight sound came out.

"flaming Phenix……"

The fiery red spiritual power surged in the palm, and the smile on the saint's face froze immediately, and with the last bit of strength, she stabbed down with the sword in her hand.

There was a thumping sound, and a fat bird like a quail flew out, hit the saint's chest, and exploded.

There was a scream, and the saint was sent flying, her chest was burnt, and she fell silent when she landed.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events, and the party who thought they were going to die still had the power to fight back, and it was a spell...

At the last moment, Fa Xiu raised his sword and Bing Xiu cast spells.

The outcome has been divided, life and death have been decided!

The two figures rushed onto the arena almost at the same time, and the sound of sword cries sounded at this moment. Li Baxian stood in front of Lu Ye, and hundreds of sword lights were surging and shuttling behind him, and each sword light was a flying sword. sword.

The sword energy soared into the sky, and the sword cultivator became murderous!

Anyone who dares to act rashly will be attacked by Baidao Feijian.

Weiyang held the bloody and bloody Lu Ye in his arms, checking his injuries.

Suddenly, a ferocious wave of spiritual power came from behind Wanmo Ridge. Countless people turned pale with shock. When they turned their heads to look back, they saw a figure tens of feet tall slowly straightening up, covering the clouds and the sun. , magnificent.

That was the figure of the cloud giant, and it was a technique.

In the entire Lingxi battlefield, there were no more than three people who could perform the cloud giant's spells on such a scale.

"Everyone, don't move around, you will die!" A crisp voice came from the cloud giant. It was only then that the side of Wanmo Ridge saw a woman's figure sitting on the shoulder of the cloud giant. The small figure and the big cloud giant formed a very obvious contrast, but no one dared to underestimate that figure.

It's just because that person is the number one on the Lingxi list, a monster who has occupied the number one spot on the Lingxi list for more than ten years!

"Feng Yuechan!" A cultivator from Wanmo Ridge gritted his teeth and shouted.

No one knows when she was hiding nearby. It was reported that she was blocking the door of the Bailian Valley station before, but now it seems that she has already escaped from there. After all, even if she is at the top of the list in Lingxi, it is impossible for her to block the residence of a fourth-rank sect for a long time.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" Feng Yuechan raised her hand and greeted Li Baxian warmly.

At this moment, there is no time to correct her address, Li Baxian nodded: "Anyone who dares to move will be killed!"

"Okay!" Feng Yuechan responded crisply.

On the ring, Weiyang had given Lu Ye a panacea, and also fed him an unknown liquid medicine to keep him alive.

Lu Ye's lips twitched a bit, but Weiyang didn't hear clearly, so she moved her ear closer and said softly, "What did you say, little brother?"

"Are you done?" Lu Ye asked with difficulty.

"It's over!" Weiyang nodded.

Lu Ye couldn't open one eye, and the other eye was only narrowed. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. His tense mind relaxed, his head tilted, and he passed out neatly.

Weiyang looked flustered, and quickly checked to make sure that Lu Ye was just too tired, so she felt relieved and looked up at Li Baxian's back: "Huizong!"

Li Baxian called out: "Yuechan, send senior sister and junior brother to Cangming Mountain!"

"Yes!" Feng Yuechan replied, the cloud giant with a height of several tens of feet bent down, and stretched out a hand towards the ring. Under the huge shadow, many monks on the Wanmo Ridge scattered like birds and beasts.

The big hand fell on the side of the ring, Weiyang jumped up with Lu Ye in his arms, and put Lu Ye down gently, suddenly felt something beside him, turned his head and found that it was a big snow-white tiger.

She knew that this was Lu Ye's animal pet. Seeing the worried look in the big tiger's eyes, she comforted her: "Don't worry, he won't die with me here."

Giant Yun raised his big hand, and gently held the two of them in his palms, then under Feng Yuechan's control, he turned around and ran towards the Cangming Mountain camp at an extremely fast speed!

"Dear friends of Wanmo Ridge, please wait here for a stick of incense. After a stick of incense, you can do whatever you want, but if you act rashly before that, don't blame me, Li Baxian, for killing!"

Li Baxian's voice came faintly, but the hundred flying swords flying around behind him told all the monks in Wanmo Ridge that this guy was not joking.

Yan Xing, who had been staring at Li Baxian all the time, looked dignified. It was not until today that he realized that Li Baxian's sword control skills had reached such a terrifying level. When he fought against him before, this guy didn't use his full strength at all.