Chapter 491: Round Battle

The young man nodded: "Since Brother Xia is so anxious, let's not waste time. Let's have one round of round-robin and one mixed battle. If the two games are not decided, you and I will have another one. The winner of two out of three will get the spiritual land. What do you think?"

Xia Qianqian sneered at the other party and snorted coldly: "I think you are itching for trouble."

The young man smiled: "Let's use this valley as the battlefield."

"Okay!"

The area covered by this valley is not too big or too small, which is just right for the cultivators of the fifth level of Yunhe to perform. No matter who is here, they can't take advantage of the terrain.

The young man and Xia Qianqian each led their people to retreat to the spiritual peaks on both sides of the valley.

Among the five people on Lu Ye's side, there is one physical cultivator, one ghost cultivator, two soldier cultivators, and one magic cultivator. Such a lineup is undoubtedly very suitable for mixed battles, but the opponent's lineup is also very comprehensive, with both physical, magic and soldier cultivators. As for whether there is a ghost cultivator, Lu Ye can't tell.

Except for the physical cultivator and Lu Ye, the other three are from the same sect, so they are naturally more familiar with each other. When they were rushing on the road before, no one communicated, and only had time to get familiar with each other until now.

Xia Qianqian's three fellow disciples reported their names and cultivation levels one by one. As expected, they were either at the fourth or fifth level. It was obvious that they had entered the Yunhe battlefield at about the same time, so there was not much difference in their cultivation levels...

The physical cultivator also reported his name and cultivation level, and then several pairs of eyes looked at Lu Ye.

"Ye Liu, third level."

Although they had deduced that his cultivation level was not high by the fluctuation of his spiritual power when he was flying the weapon on the way here, they were obviously stunned when they heard him say that he was only at the third level.

Xia Qianqian's three fellow disciples looked at her together, as if they wanted to ask their senior sister why she found a third level person.

Xia Qianqian said: "Don't think that others are weak because they have low cultivation levels. Ye Liu is very good at fighting. Fighting alone, none of you may be his opponent."

The four people naturally did not doubt Xia Qianqian's words. After hearing what she said, they became more curious about Lu Ye. Unfortunately, Lu Ye was wearing a fox mask, and no one knew what he looked like or what his expression was at the moment.

The soldier said, "In that case, then I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Ye to take charge."

Lu Ye nodded. This arrangement was undoubtedly beneficial to him, because if these four people were strong enough, he wouldn't even need to participate in this round-robin battle.

The soldier continued, "I'll take the lead, and the rest will be arranged according to the situation. What do you think, Senior Sister?"

Xia Qianqian nodded, "As you say."

The reason why she and the young man opposite came here was that they were called by their fellow disciples to support the scene. With their cultivation level, they could be promoted to the True Lake at any time. If they could not interfere with the affairs of their junior brothers and sisters, they would try not to interfere.

After all, they could protect them for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Seeing that Xia Qianqian had no objection, the soldier leaped out and landed in the center of the valley, and then a man flew out from the opposite side.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them started fighting in the valley.

The Yunhe Realm cultivators have many more means of fighting than the Lingxi Realm cultivators. At the very least, the Lingxi Realm cultivators will not suddenly fly up in the middle of a fight. They don't have that ability. Only when the cultivators reach the Yunhe Realm can they fly in the air.

The cultivator on the opposite side is obviously also a fifth-level cultivator, and his strength is almost the same as that of the soldier cultivators on our side. The two figures moved and crossed in the valley, and the spiritual power kept colliding and stirring. The battlefield was like a tornado, with big trees falling down one by one, and it was full of mess.

After a fierce battle for a whole stick of incense, the soldier cultivators on our side found the right opportunity and blasted their opponents away with one blow. In mid-air, it was clear that the opponent spit out a blood mist.

The soldier cultivator took advantage of the situation to chase and kill, and attacked several more times, making the opponent embarrassed.

After one side lost the evenly matched battle, earth-shaking changes occurred. The so-called one wrong step, all wrong steps, is like this.

They were all veterans who had experienced many battles and had the upper hand. Naturally, they would not give the other side a chance to turn the tables.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, an unwilling roar echoed in the valley: "Give up!"

You have to give up. If you don't give up, you will be beaten to death.

It was a good start. The two junior brothers and sisters around Xia Qianqian cheered and jumped for joy. Even Xia Qianqian smiled, obviously thinking that her junior brother performed well.

After the other party shouted the word "give up", the soldiers on our side did not continue to chase and kill, but quickly stopped and stuffed a magic pill into their mouths.

But the other party obviously would not give him much time to respond. Immediately, a second person flew down from the opposite mountain.

Just now, they fought to the death. Although the time was short, the consumption was still huge, which had a great impact on their own strength. The soldiers on our side wanted to fight if they could, and if they couldn't fight, they would try to consume the enemy's strength and leave it to the people behind.

As a result, when he saw that the person sent by the other party was only a fourth-level Yunhe cultivator, and he had fought against a fourth-level magic cultivator before, he was immediately delighted, and immediately gathered his strength and rushed forward quickly.

The fourth-level magic cultivator had not yet fully prepared, and the enemy rushed towards him, so he naturally retreated quickly, casting spells while retreating.

Compared with the close combat just now, the movement made by the magic cultivator at this moment was undoubtedly much more vigorous. The soldiers on his side advanced rapidly in the magic spells, trying to avoid the attacks of each magic spell. If they could not avoid it, they would block it with spiritual weapons. For a while, the fight was very fierce.

Until they were only a hundred feet away from each other, three streams of light from the imperial weapons suddenly appeared, attacking the magic cultivator in a shape of a "品". At the same time, the speed of the soldiers increased sharply, continuing to close the distance between them.

Faced with such a situation, the opposing magic cultivator gritted his teeth and activated a layer of spiritual power barrier on his body surface, while urging his own spiritual power. When he raised his hand, a spell took shape. This spell was different from the previous ones, and the speed was extremely fast. As soon as it took shape, it hit the front of the soldier cultivator.

The soldier cultivator on his side obviously did not expect that the opponent had such a killer move. He was hit on the chest by the spell without noticing it. The figure that rushed forward flew backwards, causing the two cultivators beside Lu Ye to exclaim.

At the same time, in the valley, blood spurted from the magic cultivator's body, but it was the weapon of the soldier cultivator on his side that injured him and fell directly to the ground.

This was a result of both sides being injured.

Two figures flew in from both sides of the valley. They were Xia Qianqian and the young man on the opposite side. They each checked the injuries of their junior brothers. After a while, they took the two back at the same time.

Obviously, the injuries of both were not light and they could no longer continue to fight.

Only one person from our side fought, but defeated two opponents. The situation seemed to be favorable to our side, but the soldier cultivator was seriously injured and could not fight again in a short time. This was obviously not good for the situation later. After all, there was another melee after the round-robin battle.

On the opposite Lingfeng, the young man had a gloomy face, obviously dissatisfied with the performance of his two junior brothers. They were both fifth-level soldier cultivators, but the first one to fight was directly defeated by the opponent. Although the second one, the magic cultivator, was only at the fourth level, he should have no problem fighting against an opponent with huge consumption, but he was still killed by the opponent.

After a little hesitation, the young man said: "Jiang Liuzi, you go!"

He didn't plan to let the two helpers he invited go into battle so soon, because if they went into battle, the result would be unpredictable.

Jiang Liuzi and Jiang Chengzi, two young brothers, were once famous in the Lingxi battlefield. Both of them had the strength to be the top of the Lingxi list, but in the past ten years, the top of the Lingxi list has always been occupied by a monster, and even the second place has been occupied by Yan Xing of the Crazy Blade Sect for many years.

This has led to the two brothers only being able to occupy the third or fourth place on the list.

Not only the brothers, but also the top of the Lingxi list has become a pain in the hearts of many young talents in the past ten years? They obviously have the strength to occupy the top of the Lingxi list, but they just don’t have that luck.

All the reasons can be attributed to that Li Baxian. If it weren’t for him, how could Feng Yuechan and Yan Xing stay on the Lingxi battlefield for many years.

I heard that half a year ago, Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan were both promoted to Yunhe, and many ambitious people in Wanmo Ridge are looking for their traces, ready to avenge the suppression of the year.

It can be said that among the cultivators who are still in the Yunhe battlefield, there is no one who does not know Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan. After all, they all grew up from the stage of looking up to these two people.

The people who needed to look up to them and could easily suppress them in the past are now lower in cultivation than them. How could those Wanmoling cultivators who are resentful miss this opportunity for revenge?

It can be said that the situation of Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan when Lu Ye had not yet dominated the Lingxi battlefield is the same as the situation of Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan now. They are really being chased by everyone. As long as their whereabouts are exposed, they will not be safe wherever they go.

It was also luck that the brothers Jiang Liuzi and Jiang Chengzi were invited this time, so the young man must fight for the spiritual land, because in his opinion, this is a matter of no suspense.

As he finished speaking, a teenager who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old responded dully: "Okay!"

He stepped out of the crowd and flew lightly towards the valley.

On Xia Qianqian's side, her ghost cultivator and magic cultivator fellow disciples checked the injuries of the soldier cultivator and confirmed that there was no worry about his life, so they were relieved.

Turning his head and seeing Jiang Liuzi had entered the valley, the ghost cultivator frowned: "This is the helper they invited. I'll try his tricks."

"Be careful!" Xia Qianqian warned in a serious voice.

The opponent had just lost two games, and so soon he sent the helper he invited to fight. Obviously, he wanted to win back a city. It can be predicted that the helper will not be weak.

However, the ghost cultivator never looked at the level of cultivation when killing the enemy. As long as they found the right opportunity, it was common to kill the enemy across levels.

The ghost cultivator hid his figure, and no one knew where he went.

In the valley, Jiang Liuzi stood there quietly. The young man with red lips and white teeth looked like a sculpture, motionless.

The mountain wind was bleak, and there was a murderous intent.

Suddenly, the sword light burst out, accompanied by a muffled groan and exclamation, and the figure of the ghost cultivator appeared. There was a sword wound on his chest that was so deep that the bone could be seen, and blood was flying.

The ghost cultivator was horrified.