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    On the ring, Zian quickly retreated, but there was still a wound in his chest and abdomen. Opposite him, Lu Ye stepped forward and struck again.

    Zian rolled a gourd on the ground and narrowly avoided it. When he stood up, his body was covered with blood and red soil, and he was extremely embarrassed.

    Just when he stood upright, a strong wind hit him behind his head. He was like a vicious dog and pounced on his food. He felt a chill on the top of his head and a large piece of his scalp was cut off.

    Falling to the ground with difficulty, Zi An knew that he was dead this time.

    I really can’t figure out why the other party’s spiritual weapon is broken, but its power is not affected. My own spiritual weapon is broken, and it is like a decoration in my hand…

    There was absolutely no way he could dodge the next slash, but the arrogance of coming from a second-grade sect made him grit his teeth and not shout those two words.

    He didn’t shout, but someone shouted for him: “Admit defeat!”

    However, one of Zian’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 unwilling to give in, even if she knew that after shouting this, there would be no chance for Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, she could not watch her junior brother die like this.

    Lu Ye, who was chasing, paused and looked at Zian who stood up in a panic.

    Sky-shaking cheers came from the Haotian Alliance camp, and thousands of people shouted and laughed wildly, making the entire Golden Light Summit tremble.

    The dazed Lu Ye was confused. He walked back with the broken knife and looked at Li Baxian and Weiyang: “Is the fight over?”

    The Haotian Alliance was as festive as the New Year, so it was inevitable that he would have such a misunderstanding.

    Li Baxian smiled and said, “Not yet.”

    Lu Ye sat down cross-legged, threw a spiritual elixir into his mouth, and switched his technique to Taotie Meal to speed up the refining of the elixir.

    I’m so happy that I haven’t finished the spanking!

    “There’s one last game left!” Li Baxian’s voice came from behind Lu Ye, “Did you see that guy over there with the flame mark between his eyebrows? That’s from the Holy Fire Cult. Your only opponent is him, but don’t be afraid, all the Holy Fire Cultists are Dharma cultivators!”

    If it were an encounter in the wild, a sixth-level magic cultivator would still be somewhat of a threat to Lu Ye, but in this limited-range arena battle, the legal cultivator’s threat to Lu Ye was greatly reduced.

    Li Baxian was extremely grateful that when he signed the opportunity with Ten Thousand Demon Ridge that day, he had agreed on the size of the arena.

    The magic cultivators sent by Ten Thousand Demon Ridge were the fastest to die before. Lu Ye was too fast and he was in front of them in just a few steps. Those magic cultivators could only cast one or two spells, and the stronger ones could cast three or even four. However, Lu Ye had the guardian spirit pattern, so as long as his eyesight was enough, he could easily block those spells. Once he got close, those spell cultivators could only wait to die or admit defeat.

    Lu Ye raised his eyes and looked toward Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, and sure enough he saw a sixth-level magic cultivator with a flame mark between his eyebrows, standing there waiting.

    It seems that this is his last opponent.

    He did not take it lightly because of this, and silently checked his own status. There was not much spiritual power left, only more than 10%. Even if it took a stick of incense to recover, it could only barely recover to 20%. Saving some use should be enough to cope with the last battle.

    “Senior brother, can you go home after the fight?” Lu Ye asked softly.

    “Go home after the fight!” Li Baxian responded.

    “Got it!” Lu Ye lowered his head and tried his best to restore his physical strength.

    The Haotian Alliance was still beaming with joy. After Hu Ping and Zian, two disciples from second- and third-grade sects, surrendered, the remaining Holy Fire Cultivators could not be Lu Ye’s opponents. From the Haotian Alliance’s point of view, Lu Ye had sealed the victory in advance.

    In contrast, the people on the other side of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge were gloomy and their expressions were ugly.

    No wonder they were like this. The Ten Thousand Demon Ridge side had already taken a huge advantage in the two-day round battle. Except for the first one where a fifth-level body cultivator came up to test, the rest were all six-level ones. However, in just two days, they were killed by Lu Ye of the Blue Blood Sect, leaving only a single seedling of the Holy Fire Sect, which was destined to be difficult to achieve.

    It can be said that in this game between the two camps, the Ten Thousand Mo Ridge side lost completely, and the people who died were second to none. If you compete with the Haotian Alliance, people will definitely die. The main reason is that there is no way to explain to the masters behind them. The monks from the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who came here can almost imagine how angry the masters will be after the news here is sent back!

    The powerful men from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge who were on the Lingxi List came to the Holy Fire Cult monks who were preparing to go out to fight, and asked in a low voice what they were asking. The Holy Fire Cult monks shook their heads slowly, making all the powerful men look gloomy.

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

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

    The opponent stood in front of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge camp, with his head lowered and no movement.

    This situation caused many people in the Haotian Alliance to boo. Some shouted at Lu Ye to go up and chop him to death, while others called on the people from the Holy Fire Sect to quickly give up and go home to plant sweet potatoes…

    Ten Thousand Mo Ridge loses its battle, and those with a bad temper began to quarrel with the people of the Haotian League. The scene became chaotic for a while.

    If it weren’t for the constraints of the heavenly contract signed before, the two parties would probably have a melee to decide the outcome.

    Just when everyone at Ten Thousand Demon Ridge was almost impatient with the wait, someone finally slowly walked onto the ring.

    The noisy movement suddenly subsided, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the monk who stepped onto the ring, but that person was not the Holy Fire Cult disciple who was originally preparing to fight, but another female cultivator!

    Li Baxian’s eyes immediately sharpened: “What does Ten Thousand Demon Ridge mean?”

    Without him, although the female cultivator who walked out was also from the Holy Fire Cult, just by looking at the aura on this person’s body, one could tell that this person was not at the sixth level.

    She is a seventh-level monk!

    Several powerful people on the Lingxi Ranking on the Ten Thousand Mo Ridge side obviously did not expect this to happen. The terms of the Tianji Contract had stipulated that the highest cultivation level of the challenger should be the sixth level. The appearance of the seventh level undoubtedly broke the rules.

    What a bold act it is to openly provoke Tianji Deed. Once Tianji starts to punish them, all the strong men who have left bloody fingerprints on Tianji Deed and the sects behind them will all attack the Holy Fire Cult, regardless of whether the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge is willing or not.

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

    Even if the people of the Holy Fire Sect are abnormally minded, they should not do such unwise things. This is making a joke on the fate of the entire sect.

    Although Li Baxian’s eyes were sharp and his tone was cold, he was actually feeling happy because if the Holy Fire Sect really wanted to play this way, it would be beneficial to his own side.

    I secretly murmured in my heart, have these guys really been burned out by their own holy fire?

    Several strong men from the Haotian Alliance thought so, otherwise they wouldn’t have sat here quietly and stopped the seventh-level female cultivator when she came on stage.

    “What are you going to do!” On the other side of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, the top twenty strong man on the list looked at the person in charge of the Holy Fire Sect here, gritted his teeth and shouted.

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

    Just as he finished speaking, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and thick dark clouds emerged out of thin air, gathering on top of the golden light, covering the sky.

    Secrets have begun to surge…

    Everyone in Ten Thousand Demons Ridge was shocked, and the monks next to the Holy Fire Sect fled away. For a while, a large area was vacant next to the Holy Fire Sect members.

    The aura of death was oppressive, but the people of the Holy Fire Cult were calm and calm. If nothing else, their courage to face the secret of heaven was indeed admirable, but this could not change their fate of imminent death.

    “The blazing holy fire will burn my body, but the fire in my heart will not be extinguished, and I will not be afraid of death!”

    Over at the Holy Fire Sect, the person in charge with the highest level of cultivation lowered his head and chanted softly.

    On the stage, the seventh-level female cultivator also lowered her head and chanted: “The blazing holy fire will burn my body. The fire in my heart will not go out, and I will not be afraid of death!”

    While she was chanting, she raised her right thumb, pointed it somewhere under her chest, and pressed it hard.

    “This is…” Li Baxian suddenly realized something and his face changed slightly.

    Poof…

    There seemed to be a soft sound, like the sound of a balloon being punctured. Along with this soft sound, the female cultivator stumbled slightly, and at the same time, violent air waves centered on her and swept in all directions.

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

    “Destroy your spiritual aperture!” Li Baxian shouted through gritted teeth.

    Everyone who saw the female cultivator’s movements, whether they were from Haotian League or Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, all changed their minds.

    It is easy to say it, but difficult to do it. Once the spiritual orifice is destroyed, the future is destined to be hopeless. If you have to waste your time at the level of Lingxi realm, just look at Li Baxian and you will know how amazing and talented he is. Even the sword master of Beixuan Sword Sect is happy.However, his spiritual aperture was broken, and he has stayed in the Lingxi realm for more than ten years, and his cultivation is still at the eighth level. Because one of his spiritual apertures was broken, the last small circulatory system was difficult to form, and he could not be promoted to the ninth level.

    Of course, a broken spiritual orifice can be repaired, but the cost is too great, and no one is willing to try it easily.

    At this moment, in front of thousands of monks from both camps, this female cultivator from the Holy Fire Cult destroyed one of her spiritual orifices without changing her expression. It looked like she had torn off a hair…

    This determination, this cruelty towards him, made thousands of monks feel numb. He was indeed a lunatic from the Holy Fire Sect, and he could actually do such a 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 heavenly secrets began to surge rapidly, as if punishment was about to be handed down. The lightning and thunder in the thick dark clouds made people feel uneasy.

    However, when the female cultivator destroyed one of her spiritual apertures and her cultivation fell to the sixth level, the dark clouds hovering over the Golden Light Peak quickly receded, and the surging heavenly secrets also completely dissipated.

    Under the sunshine, the sky is clear and blue.

    All the people in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge were smiling.

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