Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen: Lu Yiye Teasing Himself

he environment should have been pitch black, there was still a faint glimmer in his eyes. He could see the outline of Yang Guan's body not far away, and he could still see the cold gleam on the sword...Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan's attack drew everyone's attention. This cultivator hadn't guarded against someone sneaking up behind him, and by the time Lu Ye made his sudden move, it was too late for them to react.

Just as he had taken flight, his body crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. The searing pain in his back made it hard for him to breathe. When he looked up, a rain of blades descended upon him.

He hurriedly activated his spiritual energy barrier for protection, but the barrier only lasted three breaths before shattering under a barrage of sword lights.

The crisscrossing blades slashed down, a staccato rhythm echoing through the air. The cultivator's body trembled violently; in this instant, they endured countless blows, their protective spiritual energy shattered completely.

Then his body lightened, and his vision spun wildly, consciousness fading rapidly.most feared thing is that the demons of Wan Mo Ling will jump over the wall when they are desperate.That vague sense of being watched lingered until dusk.Even if someone in the Wan Mo Ling meticulousl...