Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 168: The law repairs the sword, the soldier repairs the spell
The saintess of the Holy Fire Cult gritted her teeth and stretched her small hands forward, urging the little remaining spiritual power in her body, and a red light immediately appeared on the palm of her hand.
That is the gathering of her spiritual power.
When this group of red light appeared, the power that escaped from the previous large-scale spell quickly gathered.
The scorching golden roof, the temperature dropped sharply.
In the blink of an eye, a humanoid being made of pure flame appeared in front of her.
"Fire giant!" The exclamation came from the Haotian Alliance, which was clearly the name of the magic technique performed by the saintess of the Holy Fire Cult.
This is also a magic technique that should not be performed by the seventh-level realm cultivator, which shows the high talent of the saint.
But perhaps because of insufficient cultivation, the fire giant that should have been majestic, at least several feet tall, is only the size of an ordinary person at this moment. This fire giant has no legs, and the lower part of the body is purely composed of flowing flames. Even the facial features are not so clear, but its stature is very burly, and it blocks in front of the female cultivator as soon as it appears.
Exercising this technique, the saintess of the Holy Fire Sect fell to her knees with a thud. It 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 using spells such as fire snake art, because spells are easy to dodge, once Lu Ye dodged her last attack , then she had to wait until she died.
The pain was like a needle stabbing in her mind, and the blood flowing out of the seven orifices turned black and red. Although she knelt down on the ring and was very embarrassed, she still raised her head and looked directly at Lu Ye who was rushing. go up.
When the heat wave hit, Lu Ye instinctively raised his broken knife to chop.
Being able to survive the attack of that spell before was all thanks to the guardian spirit pattern. When the power of the spell attacked, he urged a guardian spirit pattern that could wrap the whole body.
This made him almost use up his little spiritual power.
Fortunately, the opponent's spell didn't last long, otherwise he would have been burned to death.
Right now, he can still activate the last spirit pattern, which he left to 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 saintess of the Holy Fire Sect had run out of oil, so Lu Ye was not at the end of the fight.
In all directions in the arena, the powerhouses from the two camps watched the final battle with solemn expressions. No one would have imagined that the fighting on the fifth or sixth floor could be so brutal.
At this moment, the two fighting figures in the ring look extremely funny, because Lu Ye lost his fierceness and ferocity. fall down.
And the fire giant is also a little stupid and slow to respond. This is the reason why the saintess of the Holy Fire Sect began to have blurred consciousness. Although the fire giant was summoned by her urging power, she has no thinking and needs her. to control.
This leads to the fight in the ring at the moment, which looks like a child fight...
No one laughed at this, only secretly shocked by the tenacity of the will of both sides.
A group of strong men on the Lingxi Ranking asked themselves, can they achieve this level when they are on the fifth or sixth floor? If the two who fought in the last battle did not die today, they would have their names on the Lingxi list in the future.
The child-like fighting continued, and the fighting was not fierce, but as time passed, the fire giant summoned by the spell became unstable, and even its size was slowly shrinking.
The mood of the Wanmoling party became tense.
It has already reached this level, but it must not fall short.
"Burning holy fire, burn my body!"
The low chanting sound sounded. At first, there was only one person, but soon, many cultivation bases of the Holy Fire Sect began to chant in unison, and the voice gradually became higher.
On the arena, the saintess, who was already unconscious, suddenly burst out with the last strength, red blood flowed from her eyes, and the fire giant who was fighting with Lu Ye suddenly swelled in a circle and threw a punch.
With a bang, Lu Ye's broken knife with only half left in his hand was completely shattered, and he himself was blasted out by the punch and fell to the ground.
Falling together, there is also the hope of the Haotian Alliance.
And after flying Lu Ye, the fire giant suddenly collapsed and disappeared, turning into a little fluorescent light and disappearing, it exhausted its own strength.
The saintess of the Sacred Fire Sect gasped heavily, got up from the ground with difficulty, and walked step by step towards Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground. She whispered the teachings of Sacred Fire Sect, and her painful expression slowly calmed down.
Li Baxian's expression became dignified and nervous, and Weiyang was also secretly urged by spiritual power. At the same time, the eyes of the strong men at Wanmoling were fixed on the two. If there was any change between the two, they would definitely Will usher in the blow of those strong.
At this moment, the atmosphere became extremely tense.
On the arena, the saint who was halfway through 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 sword. The ordinary sword, because there is no aura, but this is enough.
She didn't have the strength to lift the sword, so she dragged it, walked to Lu Ye, swayed a few times, and slowly stood still.
Looking down at the burnt and wounded opponent on the ground, the saint, who had never shown a smile since the beginning of her practice, showed a smile.
She wanted to say to her opponent: I won!
You can open your mouth, but you can't even make a sound.
She held the hilt with both hands, the tip of the sword was facing Lu Ye's chest and slowly lifted.
The already tense atmosphere in the arena collapsed to the extreme at this moment, and I don't know how many people began to silently stimulate their spiritual power.
Lu Ye, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly raised a hand, facing the woman standing beside him, as if to block the sword that was about to be stabbed.
His dry, cracked lips wriggled, and a small voice came out.
"Fire...Phoenix...Phoenix..."
The fiery red spiritual power surged in the palm of the hand, and the smile on the saint's face immediately stiffened. With all her strength, the sword in her hand stabbed down.
There was a thumping sound, and a flamingo as fat as a quail flew out, slammed into the Holy Maiden's chest, and exploded with a bang.
The screams came out, and the saint was blasted out, her chest was scorched, and she fell silent at the same time.
Everyone was stunned and speechless by the sudden change. The party who thought they were sure of death still had the power to fight back, and it was a spell...
At the last moment, Fa Xiu raised his sword and soldiers Xiu cast spells.
Victory and defeat, life and death are decided!
The two figures rushed to the ring at almost the same time, and the sound of sword chirping sounded at this moment, Li Baxian stood in front of Lu Ye, and hundreds of sword lights were surging and shuttling behind him. A flying sword.
The sword qi rushes into the sky, and the sword cultivator kills his heart!
Anyone who dares to act rashly will surely usher in the attack of a hundred flying swords.
Weiyang took the **** Lu Ye in his arms to check his injuries.
Suddenly, a ferocious wave of spiritual power came from the back of Wanmoling, and countless people turned pale in shock. When they turned their heads and looked back, they saw a figure dozens of feet tall slowly straightening up. The clouds cover the sun, and it is huge.
That is the figure of the cloud giant, a spell.
In the entire Lingxi battlefield, there are no more than three people who can use the cloud giant's magic to such a scale.
"Everyone, don't move, people will die!" A clear voice came from the cloud giant. Only then did Wan Moling see a woman's figure on the cloud giant's shoulders. Sitting upright, the small figure and the big cloud giant formed a very obvious contrast, but no one dared to underestimate that figure.
Just because that person is the top of the Lingxi Ranking, a monster who has occupied the Lingxi Ranking for more than ten years!
"Fengyuechan!" A monk from Wanmoling gritted his teeth and shouted.
No one knows when she was hiding nearby. It was reported that she was blocking the door of the Bailiangu station. Now it seems that she has already escaped from there. After all, even if she is the leader of Lingxi, it is impossible to block a fourth-grade sect for a long time.
"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" Feng Yuechan raised her hand and greeted Li Baxian warmly.
There is no time to correct her name at the moment, Li Baxian nods: "Whoever dares to move will kill whoever!"
"Okay!" Feng Yuechan responded crisply.
On the arena, Weiyang had given Lu Ye a spiritual pill, and also fed him an unknown medicinal liquid to keep him alive.
Lu Ye's lips twitched, but Weiyang didn't hear it clearly, so he put his ear close and said softly, "Little Junior Brother, what did you say?"
"Are you finished?" Lu Ye said with difficulty.
"Finished!" Weiyang nodded.
Lu Ye couldn't open one eye, and the other eye was narrowed into a slit. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He relaxed his tense mind, tilted his head, and fainted abruptly.
Weiyang looked flustered, and checked quickly to determine that Lu Ye was just too tired, so he calmed down and looked up at Li Baxian's back: "Return to the sect!"
Li Baxian then greeted: "Yuechan, send Senior Sister and Junior Brother to Cangming Mountain!"
"Yes!" Feng Yuechan responded, and the cloud giant with a height of several tens of meters leaned down and stretched out a hand towards the arena, under the cover of a huge shadow~IndoMTL.com~Wan Mo Ling Fang Many monks scattered like birds and beasts.
The big hand fell beside the ring, Weiyang jumped up with Lu Ye in his arms, and put Lu Ye down gently. Suddenly, he felt that there was something next to him. He turned his head and saw that it was a big snow-white tiger.
She knew that this was Lu Ye's beast pet. Seeing the worried look in the tiger's eyes, she gave a relief: "Don't worry, he can't die with me here."
The giant cloud raised his big hand and gently held the two and the tiger in the palm of his hand. Then, under the control of Feng Yuechan, he turned around and ran towards the Cangming Mountain station at an extremely fast speed!
"Daoists from Wanmoling, 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 him. !”
Li Baxian's voice came faintly, but the hundred flying swords flying around behind him told all the monks in Wanmoling that this guy was not joking.
Yan Xing, who had been staring at Li Baxian, had a solemn expression. It was only today that he realized that Li Baxian's sword-fighting skills had reached such a terrifying level. When he fought against him before, this guy didn't do his best at all.