Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen: Lu Yiye Teasing Himself

sting on his knee. His hands gripped the hilt, palms facing upwards. With each inhale and exhale, his mind and spirit resonated with the blade.>It has been three days since I arrived here. The condit...Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan's attack drew everyone's attention. This cultivator hadn't guarded against someone sneaking up behind him, and by the time Lu Ye made his sudden move, it was too late for them to react.

Just as he had taken flight, his body crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. The searing pain in his back made it hard for him to breathe. When he looked up, a rain of blades descended upon him.

He hurriedly activated his spiritual energy barrier for protection, but the barrier only lasted three breaths before shattering under a barrage of sword lights.

The crisscrossing blades slashed down, a staccato rhythm echoing through the air. The cultivator's body trembled violently; in this instant, they endured countless blows, their protective spiritual energy shattered completely.

Then his body lightened, and his vision spun wildly, consciousness fading rapidly. sensitive issue.As soon as Lu Ye cast the spell, he felt like everyone around him had ears perked up. This kind of magic was so strange and unpredictable. If it could be used against humans, it would...