Humanity’s Great Sage

On the ring, Zian retreated quickly, but there was still a wound on his chest and abdomen. On the opposite side of him, Lu Ye stepped forward and slashed again.

Zian rolled the ground gourd and narrowly avoided it. When he got up, his body was covered in blood-stained soil, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Just when he stood firm, a strong wind hit him from behind his head. He was a vicious dog rushing for food. He felt a chill on the top of his head, and a large piece of his scalp was peeled off.

Fell to the ground with difficulty, Zi'an knew that he was doomed this time.

I really can't figure out why the other party's spiritual weapon was broken, why it didn't affect its power, and my own spiritual weapon was broken, and it was like a decoration in my hand...

There was absolutely no way to dodge the next blow, but the arrogance of being from a second-rank sect made him grit his teeth and didn't say those two words.

He didn't shout, someone shouted for him: "Admit defeat!"

But one of Zi'an's senior sisters saw that the situation was not good, and knew that if she didn't shout, her junior brother would die. Even if she was not reconciled, even if she knew that Wanmo Ridge would have no chance after shouting, she couldn't just watch her His younger brother was sent to death like this.

Lu Ye, who was in pursuit, stopped and looked at Zian who stood up in a panic.

Shocking cheers came from the Haotian Union camp, and thousands of people shouted and laughed wildly, until the entire Golden Light Dome trembled.

The dizzy Lu Ye was confused, and walked back with a broken knife, looking at Li Baxian and Weiyang: "Finished?"

The Haotianmeng party is celebrating like a new year, so it is inevitable that he has such a misunderstanding.

Li Baxian smiled and said, "Not yet."

Lu Ye sat down cross-legged, threw a panacea into his mouth, and switched the exercise to gluttonous food to speed up the refining of the pill.

I'm so happy that I haven't finished playing!

"There's one last match!" Li Baxian's voice came from behind Lu Ye, "See that guy over there with the flame mark on the center of his brow? That's from the Sacred Flame Cult, and your only opponent is him , but don’t be afraid, everything taught by Sacred Fire is Dharma Cultivator!”

If it was an encounter in the wild, a sixth-level Dharma cultivator would pose some threat to Lu Ye, but in this limited arena battle, the Dharma cultivation's threat to Lu Ye would be greatly reduced.

Li Baxian was extremely thankful that when he signed the contract with Wanmo Ridge, he agreed on the size of the arena.

The dharma cultivators sent by the Wanmo Ridge before were the fastest to die. Lu Ye was too fast and killed them in a few steps. Stronger ones can cast three or even four spells, but Lu Ye has the guardian spirit pattern, as long as his eyesight is enough, he can easily block those spells. Once he gets close to him, those spells can only wait for death or surrender.

Lu Ye raised his eyes and looked towards Wanmo Ridge, and he saw a sixth-level law cultivator with a flame mark between his eyebrows standing there waiting.

It looked like this was his last opponent.

He didn't take it lightly because of this, and silently checked his own state. He didn't have much spiritual power left, only more than 10%, and even if there was a recovery time of a stick of incense, he could barely recover to 20%. One battle should be enough.

"Brother, can I go home after the fight?" Lu Ye asked softly.

"Go home after the fight!" Li Baxian replied.

"Understood!" Lu Ye lowered his head, trying to recover his physical strength as much as possible.

The Haotianmeng side is still beaming. After Hu Ping and Zi'an, two disciples from second- and third-rank sects, died and surrendered, the remaining Sacred Fire Cultists couldn't possibly be Lu Ye's opponent. From the Haotianmeng side's point of view, , Lu Ye has secured the victory ahead of time.

On the other hand, Wan Mo Ridge was gloomy, with ugly expressions.

No wonder they are like this. The two-day wheel battle against Wanmo Ridge has already taken too much advantage. Except for the first round, which is a fifth-level physical cultivation, the rest are all sixth-level. In two days, he was pierced by Lu Ye of the Jade Blood Sect, and there was only one Holy Fire Sect left, destined to be difficult to do anything.

It can be said that in this game between the two camps, the Wanmo Ridge side lost completely, and those who died came second. Fighting with the Haotian Union will definitely kill people, the main reason is that there is no way to explain to the master behind, The monks from Wanmo Ridge who came here could almost imagine how furious the master would be when the news from here came back!

Those strongmen from Wanmo Ridge on the Lingxi list came to the holy fire cultivator who was about to fight at this moment, and asked something in a low voice.

A stick of incense seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.

On the top of the golden light, Lu Ye stood up for the last time supporting the broken knife, walked up to the ring step by step, and looked at the monk of the Holy Fire Cult quietly.

The other party stood in front of the Wanmo Ridge camp, with his head down, without any movement.

This situation caused quite a few members of the Haotian League to boo him, some yelled for Lu Ye to go up and hack him to death, and some for the Holy Fire Cult to give up and go home to plant sweet potatoes...

Wanmo Ridge loses to others but not loses, and the irritable ones start to scold people from Haotian League, and the scene becomes chaotic for a while.

If it weren't for the constraints of the heavenly contract signed before, the two sides would probably have a scuffle to decide the outcome.

Just when the Wan Mo Ridge waited impatiently, someone finally walked onto the ring.

The noisy movement suddenly subsided, thousands of eyes stared at the cultivator who walked onto the ring, but that person was not the disciple of the Holy Fire Cult who was going to fight, but another female cultivator!

Li Baxian's eyes sharpened immediately: "What does Wanmo Ridge mean?"

Without him, although the female cultivator who walked out is also from the Sacred Fire Cult, just by looking at the aura of this person's body, one can tell that this person is not a sixth-level person.

She is a seventh-layer monk!

A few strong men on the Lingxi list on the side of Wanmo Ridge obviously didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. The terms of the heavenly contract have agreed that the highest cultivation level of the challenger is the sixth-level realm, and the appearance of the seventh-level realm will undoubtedly break the rules .

It is such a bold act to openly provoke the Heavenly Deed, once the Heavenly Secret begins to punish, then all the powerhouses who left bloody fingerprints on the Heavenly Deed and the sects behind them will attack the Sacred Fire Sect, no matter what Whether Moling is willing or not.

Since the Lingxi battlefield, no one has dared to violate the justice of Tianji.

Even if the people of the Holy Fire Cult are out of their minds, they shouldn't do such unwise things. They are joking about the fate of the entire sect.

Although Li Baxian's eyes are sharp and his tone is cold, he is actually secretly happy, because if the Holy Fire Cult really wants to play like this, it will be beneficial to his side.

I muttered in my heart, are these guys really burned out by their own holy fire?

The few strong men on the side of the Haotian League all thought so, otherwise they wouldn't have sat here quietly and stopped them as early as when the seventh-level female cultivator came on stage.

"What are you going to do!" On the other side of Wanmo Ridge, the top 20 strong man on the list looked at the manager of the Sacred Fire Cult here, and yelled sharply.

Even if the sixth-level law cultivator is not an opponent, he must not destroy the heavenly contract, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Just as his words fell, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and thick dark clouds emerged out of thin air, gathered on the golden light roof, and covered the sky.

The secrets of the sky have begun to surge...

Everyone on the Wanmo Ridge side was shocked, and the monks next to the Holy Fire Cult fled away one after another. For a while, a large area was vacated around the people of the Holy Fire Cult.

The breath of death came oppressively, but the members of the Sacred Fire Cult were calm and calm. Among other things, their courage to face the secrets of heaven was indeed admirable, but this could not rewrite their fate of about to die.

"The blazing holy fire, burn my body, the fire in my heart will not go out, and I will die without fear!"

On the side of the Holy Fire Cult, the person in charge with the highest cultivation level lowered his head and chanted softly.

On the ring, the seventh-level female cultivator also lowered her head, and also chanted: "The raging holy fire, burn my body, the fire in my heart will not go out, and I will die without fear!"

While chanting, she raised her right thumb, tapped it somewhere below her chest, and pressed it hard.

"This is..." Li Baxian suddenly realized something, and his face changed slightly.

puff……

There seemed to be a soft sound, as if the balloon was being punctured. Accompanied by the light sound, the female cultivator staggered slightly, and at the same time, the violent air wave swept towards her in all directions.

The female cultivator snorted, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and at the same time, her breath suddenly weakened.

"Destroy the spirit aperture!" Li Baxian gritted his teeth and drank.

All the people who saw the female cultivator's actions, no matter if they were from Haotian League or from Wanmo Ridge, all changed their faces.

It is easy to say that it is necessary to abolish the spiritual aperture, but it is difficult to do it. Once the spiritual aperture is abolished, it is doomed to have no future. If you want to waste time at the level of the Lingxi Realm, just look at Li Baxian and you will know how good he is. Stunning and talented, that is a character that even the sword master of the Beixuan Sword Sect admires. However, his spiritual aperture has been broken, and he has stayed at the level of Lingxi for more than ten years, and his cultivation is still at the eighth level. In the middle, because one of the spiritual apertures was broken, the last small Zhoutian circulation system was difficult to form, and it was impossible to advance to the ninth level.

Of course, a broken spirit aperture can be repaired, but the cost is too high, and no one is willing to try it lightly.

At this moment, in front of thousands of monks from the two camps, this female nun of the Holy Fire Sect crippled one of her spiritual apertures without changing her face. It looked like she was pulling off a hair...

This kind of decisiveness, this kind of cruelty to himself, made thousands of monks feel their scalps tingling. As expected of the lunatics of the Holy Fire Cult, they can actually do this kind of thing.

After a brief shock, everyone looked up at the surging crisis in the sky.

Originally, after the female cultivator stood on the ring, the secrets began to surge rapidly, and it seemed that punishment was about to be lowered. The lightning and thunder in the thick dark clouds made people feel uneasy.

However, when the female cultivator abolished one of her own spiritual apertures and her cultivation base fell to the sixth level, the dark cloud entangled in the sky above the golden light quickly receded, and the surging heavenly secrets also dissipated completely.

The sun is shining, and the sky is blue.

The Wanmo Ridge side smiled.