Chapter 1555: Fierce Battle
gan to wither."The wounded cleaned the battlefield, and the rest of you follow me!" Ding Yushu called out, leading over four hundred disciples through the wormhole towards the exit.>>Just in case, she...From the Zerg's attack to Yue Yao's arrival on the battlefield, it was only a dozen breaths of time. Yet, within those dozen breaths, over ten Zerg star-ranked beings were slain, and the rest looked on in shock.
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This is undoubtedly a very novel experience, which inevitably makes Lu Ye's mood a little strange.
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When it comes to this aspect, Ye does not lack anything. Whether it's the Overlord Blade Technique or the Fang Revelation inherited from Qing Li, both are ways of expressing power bursts.
The Zerg starcluster was already in a state of panic, none knowing who would be the next unfortunate victim. Now that the order had been given, they immediately scattered in all directions, hoping to escape the battlefield.
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The pure magical power condensed into a barrier, like an incredibly solid wall, stood before Lu Ye.
But the next moment, Yue Yao of the Insect Tribe's face changed color. For the enemy who had come at him with a murderous aura, brandishing a blade and seeming to be ready for a life-or-death duel, had vanished without a trace in an instant!
Yue Yao's divine sense spread out, instantly grasping Lu Ye's aura.
This is definitely the eruption of Lu Ye's full power, with a fierce and ferocious aura that suggests either victory or death.
With the other hand clenched into a fist, he blasted it towards Lu Ye.
The long blade slashed down, and Yue Yao, the Zerg warrior, was slightly startled. This strike cut deeper into his carapace than before, the opponent's blade seeming even sharper now.
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That's all there is to it, unable to break through its own shell defense, everything is futile.
Before she could even think, a sense of foreboding washed over Yue Yao. An unsettling feeling gnawed at her heart, and then, as if the tide was turning, she seemed to hear the sound of ebb and flow.
>>>His face remained calm and composed, as if unaffected by the incoming attack. He didn't even flinch in the face of the opponent's powerful punch; in reality, he couldn't dodge it. With a desperate effort, he managed to summon several layers of holy protection just in time to shield himself.
The Panshan Blade, imbued with the divine aura and spirit patterns, was indeed sharper than before. However, it could only leave deeper wounds on the opponent's carapace, barely reaching its flesh.
What Lu Ye relies on is not divine prowess.
At this moment, countless tiny waves surge upon the blade of the Pianshan Sword, flowing rapidly along its edge and churning back and forth.
The blade of the Pianshan Sword instantly transformed into a sawtooth.
When the Martian dust was flying, the insect race Yue Yao's carapace was broken open, a sharp pain came, which caused the insect race Yue Yao to cry out in alarm.
Lü Yè gritted his teeth and unleashed all his power with a ferocious slash!
Blood splattered everywhere, along with half an arm!
The layers of sacred protection before Lu Ye shattered like flimsy paper, the barrier forged from condensed spiritual energy ultimately unable to withstand the onslaught of magic.
In a rush, Lu Ye turned his body.
A hard fist slammed into Lu Ye's back, directly smashing a hole in his back. His chest heaved violently, as if his heart was about to be punched out. Under the sweeping force, Lu Ye flew out like an arrow from a bow, blood spurting wildly from his mouth. He could feel a powerful force surging within him like a venomous snake wreaking havoc. It was undoubtedly magic power invading his body.
But soon, the talent tree took effect, incinerating the magic that had invaded his body.
Having flown dozens of miles, Lu Ye finally managed to stand, his clothes in disarray.
Just as he turned around, he saw the Yueyao Insect Clan chasing after him with ferocious faces.
The End. spear danced, unleashing a shower of sparks that deflected the incoming flying swords. The clangor echoed incessantly, a testament to his prowess as a cultivator at the ninth level of the Yunhe Realm...