aising his sword to block.A deafening clang echoed as blades clashed. The longsword nearly flew from the youth's grasp, and he was sent reeling backward by the sheer force of it all.Let me know if you...Spurts of fresh blood splattered, accompanied by the swirling glow, as screams echoed incessantly.

Wherever Lu Ye passed, there was a bloody storm. Limbs and flesh were scattered everywhere. Behind him, red fluorescence flew out from the corpses of the Wanmo Ridge cultivators, chasing after his figure like stars chasing the moon.

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The speed of the flying swords was far beyond that of cultivators riding their magical artifacts. Almost in the blink of an eye, as the sword light surged, a wave of flying swords had arrived at close range.

The figure of Lu Ye suddenly plummeted downwards, plunging straight into the boundless poison barrier and disappearing without a trace.

A series of sword lights pursued closely, plunging into the poisonous barrier. But soon, the swordsmen realized something was amiss. As their flying swords entered the barrier, they became sluggish and their connection with their owners weakened. One by one, the flying swords lost their spiritual energy.

The poison within the barrier is incredibly corrosive. This corrosion effectively hinders cultivators from utilizing their spirit weapons.

Things are looking grim.

The sword cultivators' expressions were solemn. No matter how many there were or how strong they were, within the range of this Wan Du Lin, the initiative would always be in Lu Ye's hands.

Lu Yiye dared to directly charge into that boundless poison barrier. Did they dare

Hundreds of feet away, the thick poisonous barrier shattered. Lu Ye's figure soared into the sky. In that direction, some cultivators from Wanmo Ridge were watching from the air, and their strength was not very strong.

They were caught off guard by this sudden attack. When they saw Lu Ye appear, they scattered in all directions. However, some people reacted a little too slowly.

Another wave of unstoppable carnage swept through the battlefield. Figures screamed as they plummeted from the sky.

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Lu Ye had long since fled in one direction.

Only a thousand or so men could have held their ground against an enemy as powerful as he had just faced. But with the entire population of Wanmo Ridge converging on them, their numbers swelled beyond measure. Such tactics were clearly no longer effective.

Moreover, although the time spent fighting was short, he had consumed a considerable amount of spiritual energy. Especially the effort required to imbue the flying spirit tool with wind-walking runes, was particularly taxing.

It can be said that 60% of the consumed spiritual energy is due to this side.

What bothered him was that he lacked the control over his flying mount. Unlike Colossus, he couldn't perfectly control his underfoot flying device while engaging in combat with someone. There was always a lag.

Compared to most cultivators, Lu Ye is already very good at flying with his equipment. However, compared to the giant armored beast, there's still a gap.

This could also be a kind of talent.

There were still many pursuers behind me, especially those sword cultivators. They were all stubborn and relentless like leeches, impossible to shake off.y appeared before being buried under a pile of rubble, seemingly falling into a coma. Beneath the tattered mask was a handsome and youthful face, and in the opponent's arms lay a glimmer of gold.Look...