If you say that the enemy is weak, there seems to be no need to do this. Such a battle will cause you to be scarred, and the consumption of Taoist power is obviously not cost-effective.
So Yuan Xi felt that the unknown guest fighting in the field seemed to be not his own city moat.
Then her face collapsed.
Because she had put all her wealth on Wumingke, wouldn't it be wasted if it weren't for Lu Ye?
I couldn't help but feel nervous and secretly prayed that the unknown guest would have other means to turn defeat into victory, otherwise if this continues, it will sooner or later be a death!
Lian Ruo thoughtfully looked at her for a while, then she looked back. Although she had also bet a lot on Wumingke, which was much more than Yuan Xi, she could still bear this loss.
In the fragments of the starry sky, the battle was particularly intense, and the frontal collisions were repeated. Both Lu Ye and Que Yue had real fire, and murderous intent burst out in their eyes.
For Lu Ye, he hadn't tried such a arduous battle for a long time.
It is true that this is the result of his suppression of his own strength, but the feeling of being in the middle of life and death cannot be faked, because this time he wants to help Liao get promoted, so even if he encounters a dangerous situation, he will not be able to unblock and improve his strength.
In this way, Queyue will feel uncomfortable.
In terms of strength, Lu Ye is indeed slightly inferior to him at this moment, but it is not that easy for him to solve Lu Ye. His Taoist power has been consumed to 40%. Even if he fought with the peak of the Rongdao, he did not feel so difficult.
And for some reason, he vaguely felt something was wrong.
This kind of wrongness does not come from oneself. When his cultivation reaches his level, his control over himself has reached its peak. He can detect any inappropriateness.
What’s wrong comes from the treasure-responsive ruler in your hand!
This feeling has occurred since the opponent's strength has weakened and he fought with him.
The sky measuring ruler was equipped for him on the battlefield. He didn't know why such good things came to him. Moreover, the battlefield also spent a lot of energy and financial resources to cooperate with him to raise this treasure, so he never dared to relax for the past three months.
It is true that the treasure of the zodiac is a treasure of the zodiac. It is impossible for the battlefield to deceive him in such a thing, but this treasure of the zodiac gives him some strange feeling at this moment.
If you don’t have time to investigate, you can only solve your opponent first and then think about it carefully.
In a moment of thought, the moon has already made a decision.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Ye suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis. Queyue, who was originally only stronger than him, seemed to transform into a beast at this moment, and suddenly showed his sharp fangs to him.
When the red mist exploded, Queyue was like a cooked blind man. A brilliant light suddenly burst out from the sky measuring ruler and smashed towards Lu Ye with a bang.
Under this blow, the shadow of the ruler was heavy, and the Taoist power visible to the naked eye flowed, and the void was shattered.
Even without direct contact, Lu Ye could feel the power of this attack. Compared with Queyue's previous offensive, this attack had at least more than thirty bursts of power!
For a ninth level of fusion like Queyue, the explosion of thirty powers is undoubtedly considerable, and it can often determine life and death in one fell swoop.
This is undoubtedly Queyue’s killer secret technique.
Lu Ye's first reaction was to avoid it, because his strength was slightly inferior at this moment. With such an explosion, he would definitely not be able to stop this attack. Injury would be a trivial matter at that time, and if it affected the next battle, it would be troublesome.
But just as he was about to do this, a scream of Fang suddenly came from his ears: "Cut it!"
The figure that was about to avoid it suddenly stopped. In this moment, he did not hesitate at all and chose to act in accordance with Liao's will. The long sword faced the sky measuring ruler that was hit, and two hundred and forty forces burst out in full force.
At the viewing table, many monks couldn't help but exclaim, and all of them widened their eyes.
Everyone realized that the time was coming to determine life and death.
And they clearly felt that Lu Ye had signs of avoiding him, and for some reason he chose to fight at the last moment.
No one knows what kind of psychological activity this unknown guest had at that moment, but anyone can see that Queyue is now in a state of bursting with a secret technique.
Wumingke...is likely to be in danger!
Almost all monks had such thoughts in their minds.
The sword and ruler collided, and Queyue's eyes were full of cruelty and cold murderous intent. He knew that his opponent would block this attack as before, but in the face of absolute power advantage, any resistance was futile.
After a moment of stalemate, Queyue felt that the obstacle ahead had become weaker, which was undoubtedly a sign that the opponent was at an absolute disadvantage in the battle of strength.
It's over! He thought so in his heart.
"Broken it for me!" Liao's shouts rang in Lu Ye's ears again.
It was as if words were followed, when Liao's voice sounded, Lu Ye clearly heard a broken sound, and then the treasure meter became fragmented under his nose.
Even Lu Ye, the initiator, couldn't help but look shocked, let alone Queyue.
He was originally planning to take over his opponent with one go, but who would have thought that at such a critical moment, the treasure in his hand would explode!
He couldn't believe it, but that's the truth.
The battlefield... I misled me! At the last moment before my vision fell into darkness, Queyue thought so in her heart.
No wonder I felt something was wrong with the treasure in my hand. It turned out that this was not a treasure at all, otherwise how could it be broken?
The long knife in Lu Ye's hand shattered the sky measuring ruler without any disturbance. He directly cut Queyue's head in half. Warm blood splattered on his face, but no one saw his hideous face at this moment.
Until this moment, Lu Ye still couldn't believe that the treasure was actually broken.
How can the treasure be broken?
In Lu Ye's cognition, the treasure is the manifestation of a magical power, and this power is most likely the legendary rule, so each treasure has its own unique power.
Since the treasure is born from the most treasure, it is this unique power extension.
So theoretically, treasures will not be broken.
But just now, he used the Panshan Knife to cut a treasure.
For a moment, he couldn't help but have the same idea as Queyue before he died. Could it be that the battlefield of fighting would provide Queyue with a fake treasure, right?
Just when he was stunned, Yuan Xi, who was in a big mood in the wing room, suddenly couldn't help laughing, turned to Lian Shiwei and said, "I have money, I won't lend you any more, you stingy old woman!"
At first she thought that Wumingke was Lu Ye, but later she realized that she had thought it was wrong. At this moment, no matter whether Wumingke was Lu Ye or not, she had already gained huge benefits from it.
She bet on Lu Ye at the beginning. At that time, Lu Ye's odds of winning were amazing. It's a pity that she had too little capital, otherwise she could really get rich overnight.
"That's a congratulations!" Lian smiled faintly, but her eyes looked at Lu Ye in the field with interest.
It is undeniable that the sixth level is better than the ninth level, and this unknown guest has entered her sight. Even from today on, he will enter the sight of many people. If he is willing to disclose his identity, there will inevitably be a large number of Hedao City to win him over.
At the viewing table, some people laughed and some people cried, but relatively speaking, the laughing part was a small part, and they were all betting on Lu Ye.
More often than not, I missed this opportunity.
In another room, behind a wide tabletop, a young monk originally leaned his back on a chair, his legs were raised on the tabletop, looking at the battle before.
But with the result of the battle, the young man couldn't help but sit up straight and stared blankly in the direction where Lu Ye was.
"Boss, it's broken!" There was also an extremely strange creature on the table, looking like a little octopus. At this moment, it waved its soft and pink tentacles and hugged its round head. Its two small eyes were full of incredible expressions: "The treasure was broken!"
"Don't shout, I saw it!" The young man flicked casually and flew the noisy little octopus to the wall and stuck it onto the wall.
The little octopus slowly slid down, moved his body hard, and climbed onto the table again, still in an incredible tone: "Boss, have you provided Queyue with a fake treasure?"
The young man shook his head: "I have personally checked the sky measuring ruler, it's a treasure."
"Then how could it break?" The pink little octopus was puzzled.
The young man said nothing, just staring at Lu Ye who was quickly packing up the spoils. To be precise, he was staring at the Panshan Knife on Lu Ye's waist, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile: "Soldiers... So that's it!"
"Oh?" The little octopus looked funny, but after being with the young man for so many years, he naturally had a lot of knowledge and immediately reacted: "Are you saying that this unknown guest's Taoist soldier is a soldier?"
The young man nodded and realized it later, "No wonder he took the initiative to provide a treasure to his opponent. This is to want his own military clan to be promoted!"
While speaking, I suddenly noticed some suspicious points.
Judging from the results, Wumingke achieved his goal, but from the process, Wumingke seemed to have been trying because his approach was not correct at the beginning, so he slowly adjusted it later.
In this way, Wumingke should be exploring his way to promote his Taoist soldiers, and then he succeeded with great luck!
"Isn't that old monster just a soldier?" The little octopus suddenly remembered something again.
The young man glanced at it lightly: "If you don't want to be steamed and braised by him, it's better not to call him that."
The little octopus smiled embarrassedly: "Isn't this in front of the boss..."
It did not dare to be arrogant in front of the old monster, and it was always obedient, because if it provoked the old monster, it would really treat itself as the boss said.