eared on Feng Yue's backhand. It burst and dissipated into tiny sparks of fluorescence – a sign that the battlefield mark had been erased.>>Wasn't she calling passionately enoughOnly now did she reali...The flying swords shuttled through the void, charging towards Tan Sheng in a relentless wave. In Tan Sheng's hand, a long spear danced, unleashing a shower of sparks that deflected the incoming flying swords. The clangor echoed incessantly, a testament to his prowess as a cultivator at the ninth level of the Yunhe Realm. Even facing this fierce and dense onslaught, he remained impenetrable, even managing to counterattack. Despite being battered by the barrage of flying swords, he relentlessly pressed towards Li Baxian's direction.

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Lü Ye's chest, where the spirit-guarding pattern was located, shattered, blood splattering everywhere. Xia Liang had a bloody thin line across his neck, blood beads seeping out. In this instant, both of them, whoever it was, had walked to the edge of the underworld.

Figures darted and weaved, long blades clashed endlessly, the ringing of metal against metal reverberating through the air. Each parry was a furious clash of spirits.

The fierce battle with Xia Liang made him truly understand what it meant to live on the edge of a knife.

No matter who they were, both fighters approached the battle with the mindset of killing the other while protecting themselves. But after only a short clash, they realized that this was impossible.

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If they were to fight each other to the death, both sides would likely be killed. The most probable outcome is a mutual destruction.

This is something that anyone would find hard to accept.

The blade's flashing frequency was increasing, and the clang of the clashing swords grew more frequent. Lu Ye keenly sensed that Xia Liang's Qi and blood were converging toward his right arm, which held the sword—clearly he had employed the Blood Transfer Technique.

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In terms of cultivation, he is inferior to Xia Liang by a full five levels. This gap is simply too vast to bridge.

After the intense battle subsided, not only did Lu Ye and Xia Liang cease their fight, but Li Baxian and Tan Sheng also stopped on both sides, separating from each other and gathering, eyes narrowed in vigilance.

In the midst of a fierce battle for life and death, suddenly a group of people arrived. Before the situation was clear, who dared to act rashly

Even though Lü Yè and Lí Báxiān were unwilling, they had no choice but to accept their fate.

On the contrary, both Tan Sheng and Xia Liang let out a sigh of relief. No matter which faction these people belonged to, at least the two of them were temporarily safe from harm.

"If we could just stay alive a little longer… What if it was someone from the Dark Forest"

With Li Baxian by his side, Lu Ye held the Pianshan Sword. Spiritual energy surged around him, and his qi and blood churned. He turned his head and glanced at Li Baxian.

Li Baxian shook his head slowly, indicating that he didn't recognize anyone who came.

Although he has a wide network of contacts and has stayed at the Lingxi Battlefield for over ten years, sending off batches of Lingxi Realm cultivators, during his time at the battlefield, he basically stayed at the Danxin Sect's base camp and rarely went out. Those who could interact with him were mostly strong cultivators on the Lingxi List. He didn't know many people who weren't on the Lingxi List, so even though many came, he truly hadn't met any of them.for high-level Spirit Islands has erupted since the widespread circulation of the Self-Cultivation Network.Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate! Let me know if you have any ot...