ndred people, Lu Ye undoubtedly stood out. Those whose names were called cheered with delight, while those who were eliminated looked dejected. Only he remained calm and composed throughout the proces...Fortunately, before this, Li Baxian appeased Yan Xing by promising him a chance to settle the score after this matter was resolved!

This is also the reason why Yan Xing can sit here calmly.

Many demon cultivators from Wan Mo Ridge looked at the Fifth-Layer cultivator standing atop the golden peak with a mix of amusement and fervor in their eyes. He was, after all, a walking treasure trove!

If only he could be killed, the reward would be endless.

Almost at the same moment Lu Ye shouted those words, a tall and sturdy man stepped forward: "I'll go!"

This guy, despite only being at the fifth layer of cultivation, clearly looks like a physical cultivator. He relies on his tough skin and thick flesh to try and test Lu Ye's skills. At the same time, he also has a glimmer of hope in his heart: if he could kill Lu Ye, then he would be instantly rich!

"Blood Sect, Lu Ye!" Lu Ye spoke.

"White Wolf City, Shi Lei!" After uttering these words, he reached into his storage bag, intending to retrieve his defensive spirit artifact. With a defensive spirit artifact in hand, he could stand invincible. However, the moment his hand plunged into the storage bag, his face turned pale. This was because Lu Ye had suddenly surged forward at an astonishing speed, closing in on him.

In just a few steps, Lu Ye had rushed to the man's face. This body cultivator named Shi Lei had just taken out his defensive spirit tool, which was a small shield-shaped tool. He hurriedly retreated while urging his spiritual energy into the tool.

The long sword unsheathed, fiery red spiritual energy clinging to it, a flash of brilliance.

Shi Lei stood rooted to the spot, his eyes wide with terror as he gazed at Lu Ye. A bloody line appeared on his throat, which quickly widened, followed by a geyser of blood erupting from the wound. His head soared high into the air under the impact of the crimson spray.

Behind the headless corpse, countless cultivators from Wan Mo Ridge stared in shock at this scene, each one dumbfounded.

Although Han Zheyue had previously said that Lu Ye could kill cultivators of a higher realm, the speed at which he had just killed a cultivator of the same realm was still astonishing. After all, the opponent was a tough body cultivator. The two sides had barely finished introducing themselves before the battle ended.

“Stupid!” A powerful warrior from the Wanmo Ridge on the Lingxi Ranking snorted coldly, speaking of the fellow named Shi Lei. Knowing the opponent was formidable, he still acted so carelessly. He didn't prepare before going into battle and only took out his defensive spiritual artifact after stepping onto the platform. Such a person was destined to amount to nothing. Even if he didn't die today, he would surely die sooner or later.

Opposite the Haotian Alliance camp, after a brief moment of surprise, there erupted thunderous cheers. Among them, Li Baxian shouted the loudest, and Wei Yang's tightly-stretched face also relaxed slightly.

>

But this scene... it's truly refreshing for the mind and soul.

"Good kill!" Wei Yang's eyes curved into crescent moons. The younger brother's ruthless performance was exactly to her liking. What snow-white, plump, long legs, in front of the camp, they were just a pile of rotten meat!

Li Baxian twitched his eyes: "How come you are the same as your Third Senior Brother You both use swords!" He suddenly felt a bit frantic, "Why do you have to use swords!"

The third battle began soon.

According to the terms agreed upon in the Tianji Pact, Lu Ye had the opportunity to recuperate for one incense stick after each battle. However, since he chose not to, the Wan Mo Ling side naturally wouldn't give him a moment's respite.

On the stage, Lu Ye was almost chasing after that sixth-tier cultivator, hacking and slashing. In just a short moment, he had forced the man to only parry, with no power to fight back.

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators of Wan Mo Ridge secretly rejoiced in their hearts. Luckily, they knew beforehand that Bi Xue Zong, this kid, could kill enemies beyond his level. Otherwise, if they had agreed to his initial proposal, I'm afraid no one at the fifth level would dare to go up and die.

Even the sixth level realm isn't his opponent, let alone the fifth level realm.

Lü Yè's long sword stopped at the opponent's throat, its sharp blade cutting through a layer of flesh, blood gushing out.

"I yield!" The man hurriedly stepped back, touching his neck and looking terrified.

If he had shouted just a little slower, he would have surely been killed by now. Though admitting defeat is embarrassing, it's better than losing your life.

This opportunity is only for the Wanmo Ridge, Lu Ye doesn't have it. If he loses, he's dead!

From the very beginning, this struggle has been unfair.

But there isn't that much fairness in this world.

That person slunk back, recalling the brief fight just now, he couldn't help but shiver. He had never encountered a Fifth-layer cultivator with such aggression and offensiveness. Fighting him, he even felt like he was the one with the lower cultivation level.

"Again!"

Someone jumped out, the fourth battle begins!s a woman, though.And there was another figure standing by the bed. Lu Ye looked for a moment and felt that it seemed to be the headmaster...The three Yunzhou sects that were attacked, all had discipl...