Lu Ye didn't know how high Zhou Cheng's cultivation was, but he was much stronger than him.

Even if Zhou Cheng was injured, it was not something he, a one-knowledge cultivator, could deal with casually. The killing intent could only be realized with the help of corresponding means, and Fengrui was Lu Ye's means!

When he had nothing to do before, he had experimented that Fengrui's spirit pattern could not only be blessed on his palm, but also be blessed on weapons, and it was more effective.

The light that bloomed at that moment made Zhou Cheng lose his mind. He didn't know when Lu Ye became a monk!

When the two swords collided, there was a crisp click. Zhou Cheng was surprised to find that his long sword had been cut off in the middle.

This frightened him quite a lot. When facing the enemy, the weapon was folded first, which was undoubtedly a huge blow.

Just when Zhou Cheng was shocked, Lu Ye's second sword arrived.

After cutting off Zhou Cheng's accompanying sword, he immediately raised the sword and slashed towards Zhou Cheng's neck.

He didn't know any sword skills, and he didn't master any mysterious moves, so he could only use the simplest chopping.

Zhou Cheng's dead souls were all dying, and the distance between them was too close at this moment, and it was too late to retreat, so he could only use his remaining spiritual power to protect his body with all his strength. Logically speaking, with his cultivation base, it was enough to resist Lu Ye's attack. The attack of such a one-knowledge cultivator, even if the opponent has a weapon in his hand, cannot break through his spiritual protection.

But in fact, when the long sword fell, Zhou Cheng's protective aura did not have the desired effect. The long sword first broke through that layer of protection, and then cut directly on Zhou Cheng's neck.

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh sounded, and Lu Ye felt a few drops of warm blood splashed on his face.

"Bastard!" Zhou Cheng was furious, he didn't realize that he was hurt like this by Lu Ye, a miner, he raised his hand and slapped Lu Ye.

However, Lu Ye had already let go of the long sword, and then ran deep into the mine without looking back.

Zhou Cheng's pursuit came from behind, and Lu Ye ran even faster.

Gradually, he felt that there was no sound behind him, so he stopped.

After waiting for a while, he turned around and turned back. On the way, he saw Zhou Cheng throwing himself on the ground. He was not sure whether the other party was dead or not, so he picked up a few stones from the side and threw them at them, but Zhou Cheng didn't respond at all.

Boldly stepped forward, came to Zhou Cheng's side, looked down, and saw a large amount of blood under Zhou Cheng's body stained the ground red, and the long sword was still stuck on the neck, and it had long since died.

Although Lu Ye's second sword did not directly kill Zhou Cheng, it also cut off half of the opponent's neck. How could Zhou Cheng survive such a serious injury.

A desperate struggle ended with Lu Ye's victory! He took a long breath and realized more and more the danger of this world.

He stepped forward, grabbed the hilt of the long sword, and when he was about to pull out the long sword, he noticed something unusual out of the corner of his eye. When he looked up, his whole body was cold.

Just because there was another person coming before him at some point, Lu Ye didn't notice it at all.

There is a big gap between the cultivation base of oneself and the other party! For some reason, Lu Ye had this thought in his heart. If such a person wanted to kill him, it would probably be just a matter of moving his fingers, even if he had the blessing of sharpness.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed the panic in his heart, pulled out the long sword, and placed it in front of him in a defensive posture, his body trembling slightly due to tension.

The visitor felt his hostility and couldn't help laughing: "I sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power here, so I came over to check it out, don't be nervous."

As he said this, he stepped forward step by step, came to Zhou Cheng, looked down, and nodded slightly: "The remnants of Xieyue Valley." Then he looked up at Lu Ye: "Which family are you a disciple?"

The distance between each other was less than ten feet, and Lu Ye could see the appearance of the person who came. He was a half-aged man with a ruddy complexion. He was tall and his voice was a little deep and hoarse, but he had an indescribable affinity.

Combined with the question of the half-old man, Lu Ye immediately had a guess in his heart, and replied: "Xuantianzong!"

"Xuantianzong?" The half-grown old man was a little surprised, "The Xuantianzong who was exterminated a year ago?"

"Yes!" Lu Ye gave an affirmative answer.

The old man couldn't help but look at him up and down: "So, you are a miner who was captured?"

"Yeah." Lu Ye nodded.

The old man was suddenly amazed that a miner killed a cultivator from Evil Moon Valley. If he hadn't witnessed such a thing with his own eyes, no one would dare to believe it.

"What is your cultivation?" the old man asked again.

"Opened a hole." Lu Ye replied, realizing the meaning of the old man's words, he took the initiative to explain: "He was injured, I attacked him."

The old man looked at him with a smile: "It's a bit timid."

"Old man, are you from the Haotian League?" Although Lu Ye had a guess in his heart, this kind of thing needs to be confirmed.

The old man stroked his beard with his hand: "That's right, this old man is from the Haotian League."

Lu Ye was overjoyed. It seemed that just as Steward Yang was worried about, the Haotian League was coming, and Xieyue Valley couldn't hold the mine at all. This can be seen from the fact that the old man has already entered the mine.

Now the Haotian League is probably in charge of the mine lode.

As for whether the old man was lying to him, there was no need for that at all. The difference in strength between the two was too great. He really wanted to harm him, so he raised his hand and killed him.

"I also ask the old man to save me from the sea of ​​suffering!" Lu Ye said hastily.

He wanted to leave the mine, but he didn't know if he would encounter any danger along the way. After finally meeting such a senior expert, he naturally hugged his thigh quickly and kept it safe as a pendant.

The old man nodded and said: "Then follow me, the old man is going out too."

"Thank you, old man!" Lu Ye was very grateful.

After the old man finished speaking, he led the way ahead, but Lu Ye did not follow up immediately, but squatted down and groped around Zhou Cheng's body.

Quickly find a storage bag.

Basically every monk has a storage bag, and it doesn't seem to be too expensive.

Lu Ye was in a happy mood, and trotted to keep up with the old man.

The old man turned his head to look at him, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Bring it!"

Lu Ye felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, but considering the situation in front of him, he obediently offered the storage bag.

The old man took the storage bag, stretched out his hand to wipe the mouth of the bag, and a ray of light flashed.

Just as Lu Ye was slandering in his heart, the old man threw back the storage bag again: "This bottle of Dragon and Tiger Pill, I just accept it with a smile. This stuff is very nourishing. You can't bear it, so it's right to show respect to the old man!"

Holding the storage bag that was thrown back with both hands, Lu Ye realized that they didn't want to grab his loot, but that he was weak in cultivation and couldn't open the forbidden lock of the storage bag, so he offered a favor.

This old man is a nice guy!

Lu Ye thought so in his heart, and thanked him: "Thank you."

I feel happy again...