Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen: Lu Yiye Teasing Himself

inking this, under the thick curtain of rain, a figure had already pounced in front of him, a flash of snow-bright blade light.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Let me...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.nother sect's.When the tide of insects arrives, every sect with a garrison at the Lingxi battlefield has nowhere to run. Therefore, at this time, everyone fights for themselves and deals with the inse...