Chapter 337: Jinyun Tower

On the Lingfeng of Wolong Mountain, the headmaster who received Lu Ye's message again looked furious: "He's rebelling, this kid is going to rebel against the heaven!"

Pang Zhen hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, what happened?"

The headmaster said: "This kid actually told me that he wanted me to give him three days to destroy the Jinyun Tower's base, otherwise he would have trouble thinking in the future! What kind of nonsense is this? He is simply disrespectful to his superiors. Hey, my Bixue Sect has not accepted any disciples for decades, and I have forgotten how to teach my disciples. It is because I have neglected to discipline them."

He looked heartbroken, but anyone with a discerning eye could see his intention.

Pang Zhen couldn't respond either. He couldn't just play along. After all, he was the deputy leader of Haotian League, and he also had to save face.

The old man from Wanmo Ridge had a dark face, and it took him a long while to utter a word from his teeth: "Tell him to attack Jinyun Tower directly. If he dares to touch any other Wanmo Ridge base along the way, Wanmo Ridge will fight to the death with Haotian League. This is the secret of heaven!"

Pang Zhen's face became solemn.

The headmaster nodded: "I will make it clear to him and let him put the overall situation first."

In the Lingxi battlefield, Lu Ye checked the message sent by the headmaster and knew that things had developed to this point and could no longer continue.

Since he came out of Tianyan Sect again, he has pulled out two Haotian League coalition forces in more than a month, and successively conquered more than 100 Wanmo Ridge forces. His own gains are huge, and Wanmo Ridge has suffered heavy losses.

Now the two sides of the Shenhai Realm are negotiating and have basically reached some agreements. If they continue to make trouble like this, there will be no way to end the matter.

Of course, with his means and abilities, he could continue to open up more battlefields and capture more Wanmo Ridge garrisons, but doing so would only force Wanmo Ridge to fight to the death with him.

Taking this opportunity to retreat bravely and get some benefits from Wanmo Ridge would be a good strategy.

After thinking about this, Lu Ye asked Luo Fu to summon the garrison commanders from all parties to discuss the matter.

These garrison commanders had obviously received instructions from their elders, so Lu Ye hardly needed to explain much, and everyone understood the current situation.

Some regrets, but also quite helpless.

The confrontation between the two camps has always been like this. Even if one side has a great advantage and can hurt or cripple the other side, it cannot let the other side see any hope, because the hopeless side will not care about any consequences.

The lesson learned more than 30 years ago made the Haotian League suffer enough. At that time, under the leadership of Feng Wujiang, the Haotian League was determined to kill all the people in Wanmo Ridge. However, the result was not as expected. The Bixue Sect declined, and the Haotian League also suffered a great loss of strength.

After a while, everyone dispersed and prepared to gather their own disciples and go home.

After another moment, the coalition left and returned the same way.

Only Lu Ye, Hua Ci, Ju Jia and Yi Yi were left in the captured Wanmo Ridge.

"Fourth Brother."

Lu Ye suddenly turned his head to look to the side and called softly.

Hua Ci and others looked stunned.

What surprised them even more was that after a moment, someone really flashed out from that direction. He had a handsome face, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and a white and red cloud-like close-fitting long dress set off his crystal white hair. There was also a gourd hanging around his waist. Who else could it be but Li Baxian?

"How did you know I was here?"

Li Baxian was a little surprised. He thought he had not revealed his whereabouts, but he did not expect that Lu Ye still saw through him.

"Brother joined the coalition as a casual cultivator half a month ago and chased him all the way from the Wei River to here. If I did not notice it, wouldn't I be a fool?"

As early as when Lu Ye led the first coalition to fight in all directions, Li Baxian came quietly, but he had been hiding his whereabouts and did not reveal it.

Calculating the time, it was after Lu Ye was attacked and killed by those nine-level ghost cultivators.

He was obviously worried about Lu Ye's safety, so he came to protect him.

He did not reveal his whereabouts, not because he did not want to meet Lu Ye, but because he felt that it was more convenient to hide.

Lu Ye used the Tianji Pillar to teleport from the Wei River to Yinguang Island, and Li Baxian hurriedly followed him. During this period, he secretly killed quite a few strong men from the core circle.

"Okay!"

Li Baxian was undoubtedly delighted that Lu Ye had such a keen perception. He finally understood why Lu Ye dared to let the coalition army retreat first and only brought a few people from the Bixue Sect to stay. It turned out that he had known that he was nearby.

With the third place on the Lingxi list protecting him, there would be basically no danger as long as he did not encounter too many enemies.

What's more, no one should come to kill Lu Ye at this time. The people in Wanmo Ridge were eager for him to stop immediately. Who would dare to make trouble?

"Go to Jinyun Tower?" Li Baxian asked.

He obviously got some accurate information.

Lu Ye nodded.

"Let's go." Li Baxian raised his hand and a large spiritual sword appeared in front of him. He jumped up. As he did it, the spiritual sword quickly became much larger.

Lu Ye and others stepped up.

The next moment, the sword light soared into the sky.

If Xiao Hui was still here, everyone could naturally take Xiao Hui to the Jinyun Tower, but Xiao Hui had always obeyed the order Feng Wujiang left for it that year, guarding the Bixue Sect's station. It was no problem to use it to travel on weekdays, but it would never stay outside for a long time, so after the previous battle, Xiao Hui had already flown back to the Bixue Sect's station.

The surrounding scenery quickly receded, and Lu Ye was amazed in his heart. He had heard that the speed of sword cultivators was very fast, until this moment he personally experienced it, and only then did he know that the reputation was well-deserved.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with Li Baxian's own strong foundation.

When flying with the sword, Li Baxian faced the strong wind, drank and hummed, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Although he is not a disciple of the Bixue Sect now, he was born in the Bixue Sect after all. Now that the sect has produced a Lu Ye, he is also proud of it.

Occasionally, some cultivators flying in the air were encountered along the way, but after seeing Li Baxian's sword light from a distance, they hurriedly avoided it, obviously realizing that the owner of the sword light was not easy to mess with.

The journey that originally took three days, with Li Baxian's sword-riding technique, it took less than a day to arrive.

The Jinyun Tower station was covered by the protective light curtain, and hundreds of Jinyun Tower cultivators gathered in the station, and everyone's expression was extremely ugly.

They had received a message from the sect and knew the decision of Wanmo Ridge, asking them to give up the station to calm Lu Yiye's anger.

However, how could they willingly accept such a decision?

Everything in the garrison was fought for by generations of Lingxi Realm in Jinyun Tower, and was built by the blood and lives of the ancestors.

So even if the orders were repeated, the monks of Jinyun Tower did not withdraw before the deadline.

No one expected that Lu Yiye, who was supposed to arrive here in three days, arrived in one day.

When the news came out, a group of monks in Jinyun Tower were all shocked and angry. Soon, hundreds of monks gathered inside the protective formation and looked at Lu Ye who came through a layer of light curtain.

There was no Haotian League coalition, only a few people led by Lu Yiye, which made the monks of Jinyun Tower suddenly feel a little restless. If they took action at this time, they might be able to kill Lu Yiye.

But after seeing the white-haired young man next to Lu Ye, the restless thoughts immediately subsided a lot.

Who doesn't know Li Baxian, who ranks third on the Lingxi list? The iconic white hair and the wine gourd on his waist all explain his identity.

Outside the formation, Lu Ye's eyes turned and finally fixed on a man in black.

"Did you open the formation yourself, or did I break your formation?"

The man in black was undoubtedly the garrison commander or deputy commander of Jinyun Tower, because the jade pendant that controlled the formation was hanging on his waist.

Hearing Lu Ye's question, the man in black just looked at him expressionlessly.

Lu Ye said no more, raised his hand and sacrificed several formation flags, and then shot out along the node direction of the formation.

As he acted, spiritual power began to surge, and in just a dozen breaths, the solid and thick formation was torn open with a small gap.

He used this method to capture the Zhaori Mountain garrison. Now his attainments in the art of formation are much better than before, and it is not too easy to tear such a gap.

In the shocked eyes of a group of Jinyun Tower monks, Lu Ye led a few people behind him and walked into the formation along the gap.

The gap behind him closed quickly, as if it had never appeared.

The atmosphere was tense in an instant, and the friction sounds of the spiritual weapons slowly coming out of their sheaths came one after another. The spiritual power of the cultivators on all sides surged secretly, ready to go.

Li Baxian grabbed his wine gourd, took a big gulp, burped contentedly, and then looked around with a smile on his face.

His sharp eyes, like a sword, swept across the vital points of the Jinyunlou cultivators one after another. Every cultivator he saw was cold in his body. Death was like an invisible beast, clinging to their necks, licking their souls, and making them tremble.

Under the silent pressure, some cultivators could not bear this torture, their faces began to turn red, and the hands holding the spiritual weapons trembled violently, about to reach the edge of exploding.

The man in black suddenly said, "Li Baxian, if you dare to kill one of our Jinyun Tower, Jinyun Tower will fight you to the death today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent short sword only one foot long suddenly pressed against his forehead. No one could see clearly how Li Baxian made the move.

The transparent short sword silently attacked a seventh-level cultivator. The sword light of the short sword flickered slightly and pierced into the skin of the man in black.

The bright red blood flowed down his forehead and parted at the bridge of his nose, leaving two blood-red lines on his face.

"Threatening me?" Li Baxian tilted his head and looked at him, "Try to say another word?"

The man in black had a livid face, but he really didn't dare to speak again.

Because he knew that sword cultivators would never be threatened by others. If he dared to speak again, he would be a dead body in the next moment.

He was not afraid of death, but if he died, a big battle would be inevitable. By then, I don't know how many people in Jinyun Tower would die. The killing of a top sword cultivator was no joke.