On the Lingfeng Peak of Wolong Mountain, the headmaster who received the summons from Lu Ye again looked furious: "Rebellion, rebellion, this kid is going to rebel!"
Pang Zhen said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, what happened?"
The headmaster said: "This kid actually told me that I would give him three days, and he would go and destroy the Jinyun Tower station, otherwise he would not be able to think clearly in the future! What kind of bastard words are these, it is simply disrespectful.
Come on, hey, our Jade Blood Sect has not admitted any disciples for decades, and it’s because we have forgotten how to teach our disciples, it’s because I have neglected to discipline them.”
He looked distressed and distraught, but anyone with a discerning eye could not see his intentions.
Pang Zhen is not easy to answer, and he can't act with him. After all, he is the deputy leader of the Haotian Alliance, and he is also a face-saving person.
The old man in Wanmoling had a dark face, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence through his teeth: "Tell him to go directly to Jinyun Tower. If he passes by, if he dares to touch any other Wanmoling station again, I will definitely kill him."
The Demon Ridge will surely break up its alliance with Haotian, and this is proved by the secret of heaven!"
Pang Zhen looked solemn.
The headmaster nodded: "I will explain it clearly to him and let him put the overall situation first."
In the Lingxi battlefield, Lu Ye checked the message from the master and knew that things had reached this point and there was no way to continue.
Since he reappeared from the Tianyan Sect, in more than a month, he has pulled out two Haotian Alliance forces and successively conquered more than a hundred forces in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. His side has gained huge gains, and Ten Thousand Demon Ridge has suffered heavy losses.
Now the two sides of the Shenhai Realm are in peace talks and have basically reached some agreements. If the dispute continues like this, there will be no way for the matter to end.
It is true that with his means and abilities, he can continue to open up more battlefields and capture more stations in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, but if he really does this, he will only force Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to fight to the death with his own side.
It would be a good idea to take advantage of this opportunity to retreat bravely from the rapids and get some benefits from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.
After thinking about this, Lu Ye asked Luo Fu to summon all the garrison envoys to come to discuss the matter.
These guardians had obviously received instructions from the elders of their respective sects, so Lu Ye hardly needed any explanation before everyone understood the current situation.
It's a bit regretful, 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 and cripple the other side, it cannot make the other side lose any hope, because the side without hope will not care about any consequences.
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The lessons learned more than thirty years ago caused the Haotian Alliance to suffer a lot. At that time, under the leadership of Feng Wujiang, the Haotian Alliance went with the idea of killing all the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. However, the fate failed.
The Jade Blood Sect fell, and the Haotian Alliance also suffered a huge loss in strength.
After a while, everyone dispersed, preparing to gather the monks from their respective sects and return home.
After a while, the coalition forces left and returned the same way.
In the captured Wanmoling garrison, only Lu Ye, Hua Ci, Jujia and Yiyi were left.
"Fourth Senior Brother."
Lu Ye suddenly turned his head and looked aside and shouted softly.
Hua Ci and others looked stunned.
What shocked them even more was that after a moment, someone actually appeared in that direction. He had a face like a crown jade, starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and a head of white hair set off by a close-fitting long coat with red clouds on a white background. There was also a headband hanging around his waist.
Holding a gourd, who else could it be if it wasn't Li Baxian?
"How did you know I was here?"
Li Baxian was a little surprised. He asked himself that his traces had not been exposed, but he didn't expect that Lu Ye would still see through it.
"Senior brother joined the coalition army as a casual cultivator half a month ago and chased him all the way from the Weishui River to this place. If I didn't notice it, wouldn't I be a fool?"
As early as when Lu Ye led the first coalition army to fight in all directions, Li Baxian came quietly, but he kept his traces hidden and not exposed.
Calculating the time, it was after Lu Ye was attacked and killed by those ninth-level ghost cultivators.
He was obviously worried about Lu Ye's safety, so he came to protect him.
The reason why he didn't reveal his whereabouts was not because he didn't want to meet Lu Ye, but because he felt it was easier to hide himself.
Lu Ye used the Tianji Pillar to teleport to Yinguang Island from the Weishui River. Li Baxian also hurriedly followed him. During this time, he secretly killed a lot of strong men from the inner circle.
"good!"
Li Baxian was undoubtedly delighted that Lu Ye had such a keen sense. He finally understood why Lu Ye dared to let the coalition forces retreat first and only brought a few members of the Blue Blood Sect to stay. It turned out that he had known that he was nearby.
With No. 3 on the Lingxi Ranking standing by his side to protect him, as long as he doesn't encounter too many enemies, he will basically not be in any danger.
What's more, no one will attack and kill Lu Ye at this time. The Ten Thousand Demon Ridge is trying to force him to stop immediately. Who dares to cause trouble?
"Going to Jinyun Tower?" Li Baxian asked.
He obviously got some precise information.
Lu Ye nodded.
"Let's go." Li Baxian raised his hand a little, and a wide spiritual sword appeared in front of his eyes. He jumped forward, and as he moved, the spiritual sword quickly became much larger. Gu
Lu Ye and others stepped forward and stood up.
The next moment, sword light shot into the sky.
If Xiao Hui is still here, everyone can naturally take Xiao Hui to the Jinyun Tower station. However, Xiao Hui has always obeyed the order Feng Wujiang left for him and guarded the Jade Blood Sect station. There is no problem in using it to travel on weekdays.
But it would never stay outside any longer, so after the previous battle, Xiao Hui had already flown back to the Blue Blood Sect's headquarters.
The surrounding scenery quickly receded, and Lu Ye was amazed in his heart. He had long heard that sword cultivators were very fast, but until he experienced it himself, his reputation was well-deserved.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with Li Baxian's own strong background.
While flying with his sword, Li Baxian was facing the strong wind, drinking wine and humming, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Although he is not a disciple of the Jade Blood Sect now, he is from the Jade Blood Sect after all. Now that the sect has a Lu Ye, he is proud of it.
Along the way, we occasionally met some monks who were flying in the air, but after seeing Li Baxian's sword light from a distance, they all hurriedly got out of the way, apparently sensing that the owner of the sword light was not easy to mess with.
The journey that originally took three days took less than one day to arrive thanks to Li Baxian's sword-wielding skills.
The Jinyun Tower station was shrouded by a large protective array of light curtains. Hundreds of Jinyun Tower monks gathered in the station. Everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.
They had received a message from the sect and learned about the decision made by Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, asking them to abandon their base in order to appease Lu Yiye's anger.
However, how could they accept such a decision willingly.
Everything in the station has been worked hard by generations of people in the Lingxi Realm of Jinyun Tower, and is forged by the blood and lives of the ancestors.
Therefore, despite repeated orders from above, the monks in Jinyun Tower did not evacuate before the time limit came.
No one expected that Lu Yiye, who was supposed to arrive here in three days, actually arrived in one day.
When the news came out, a group of monks in Jinyun Tower were all frightened and angry. Soon, hundreds of monks gathered inside the protective formation, looking at Lu Ye who came over through a layer of light curtain.
No Haotian Alliance troops were seen, only a few people led by Lu Yiye, which made the Jinyun Tower monks suddenly feel ready to act. 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, his thoughts immediately calmed down a lot.
Who knows Li Baxian, who is ranked third on the Lingxi List? His iconic white hair and the wine gourd around his waist all illustrate his identity.
Outside the formation, Lu Ye's eyes turned and finally settled on a man in black.
"Did you start the formation yourself, or did I break your formation?"
The man in black is undoubtedly the guardian envoy or deputy envoy of Jinyun Tower, because the Jade Jue in charge of the formation hangs on his waist.
When Lu Ye asked, the man in black just looked at him expressionlessly.
Lu Ye said no more, raised his hand and took out a few formation flags, and then shot them out along the nodes of the formation.
Following his actions, spiritual power began to surge, and in just a dozen breaths, a small gap was torn open in the thick solid formation.
He used this method to capture Zhaori Mountain Station in the first place. Now his attainments in formation are much better than before. It is not easy to just tear open such a gap.
Under 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 quickly closed, as if it had never appeared before.
The atmosphere became tense in an instant, the friction sounds of spiritual weapons being slowly unsheathed were heard one after another, and the spiritual power of the monks from all directions was secretly surging, ready to go.
Li Baxian grabbed his wine gourd, took a big gulp, burped with satisfaction, and then looked around with a smile on his face.
His sharp sword-like gaze passed over the vital parts of the Jinyun Tower monks one after another. Every monk he saw had a cold body, and death was like an invisible beast, clinging to their necks and licking them.
It licked their souls and made their bodies tremble.
Under the silent pressure, some monks gradually couldn't bear the torture, their faces began to turn red, and the hand holding the spiritual weapon trembled violently, and they were on the verge of breaking out.
The man in black suddenly spoke: "Li Baxian, if you dare to kill one of us from Jinyun Tower, Jinyun Tower will wait with you till death today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent dagger only a foot long was suddenly pressed against his forehead. No one could see clearly how Li Baxian took action.
The transparent dagger just silently struck in front of a seventh-level cultivator. The dagger's light flickered slightly as it pierced into the skin of the man in black.
The bright red blood flowed down his forehead and separated at the bridge of his nose, leaving two blood-red lines on his face.
"Threaten me?" Li Baxian tilted his head and looked at him, "How dare you say another word?"
The man in black's face was ashen, but he really didn't dare to speak anymore.
Because he knew that the sword cultivator would never be threatened by others. If he dared to speak again, he would be a dead body the next moment.
He is not afraid of death, but if he dies, a big battle will be inevitable. How many people in Jinyun Tower will die by then, and the killing of a top swordsman is no joke.