sprang into action, rushing toward their respective targets.Some people gather in groups of three or five, while others fight alone. The scene is extremely lively. In the blink of an eye, most of the...With the overwhelming pressure displayed by Lu Ye, Qihang and Ruoyan died, while the other was near death.

Suddenly, Qiao Yun darted in, her body weaving between them. She shielded the person behind her. As a cultivator of the physical body, taking the lead in battle was basic common sense.

That plump palm came down toward Lu Ye's head at a speed that wasn't particularly fast. Lu Ye had already parried her blow with a swift slash of his blade on her arm.

Li Ye pulled his leg back, but it wouldn't come out.

Yao Yun's palm had already struck, the protective spirit pattern activated, shattered by her strike. Lu Ye's head tilted slightly, a buzzing sound filled his ears, and he saw stars dancing before his eyes.

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This palm was blocked by Yu Shou, and it still possessed such power. If it had landed squarely on him, Lu Ye felt that his head could have been smashed to pieces.

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"Little brat, let sister take care of you!" Qiao Yun said sweetly, but her narrowed eyes were full of malice. She spread her arms and rushed towards Lu Ye.

At that moment, her blood surged with energy, displaying an inconceivable speed.

If he were to be hugged like this, even if Lu Ye had divine abilities, he would find it difficult to use them. At that time, he could only wait for death. What's worse, one of Lu Ye's feet was still stuck in the person's belly. He couldn't break free.

In the face of imminent danger, his eyes were crystal clear, his focus intense. A fiery aura danced around the Pianshan Blade as he drew it in a single, swift motion, aiming straight for Qiao Yun's heart.

As the blade was drawn, a powerful aura flashed across its surface.

Here comes the Dual Blades buff!

The dagger pierced Qiao Yun's flesh, clearly feeling the rapid writhing of her muscles and blood. While she could deflect Lu Ye's slashing attacks, it was more difficult to evade this direct thrust.

Qiao Yun's chest oozed with fresh blood, her face pale with lingering fear. Just then, she felt like one foot had crossed into the gates of hell.

Outside the range of numbers, Lu Ye stood still, slightly moving his shoulder blades. He felt a bit numb from the slap, but it wasn't serious. He thought to himself, "It's a pity."

Yiyi's magic spells relentlessly bombarded Qiao Yun, but the stout woman paid them no heed. Her qi and spiritual energy intertwined, effortlessly deflecting each spell.

Lu Ye stared intently ahead at the plump white woman, having to admit that this woman was difficult to deal with. After all, she was a cultivator, not so easy to kill. In a one-on-one fight, he had the confidence to defeat her, but it would take some time, and right now, what they lacked was time.

The clumps of mist all around had become very thick, and they were swirling more violently.

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