still habitually hung a pouch at his waist. However, there wasn't much of value inside, just some food.We do this mainly to keep it under wraps.Otherwise, a monk wouldn't even have a storage pouch on...When the leaves on the ground rustled, the young-faced cultivator who had been shouting became flustered and his attacks grew even more fierce.

The man he was fighting wasn't a match for him to begin with, and now that he was being attacked by Lu Ye as well, his situation became extremely dangerous.

Fame is a curious thing. Facing an ordinary third-tier cultivator, any fourth-tier cultivator wouldn't feel much pressure. But if that third-tier cultivator has killed several fourth-tier cultivators and established their own reputation, things are different.

The four-layered cultivators of the Jiuxing Sect were now under immense pressure. Facing two opponents, they struggled to keep up, their attacks clumsy and disorganized. In just three breaths, they were suppressed by Lu Ye and the doll-faced youth, barely able to retaliate.

Seeing the land leaf blade coming straight for him, he hurriedly pulled out a talisman and was about to activate it. However, the doll-faced rogue's sharp sword struck his wrist. His hand loosened, and the talisman fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Ye drew his sword and with one strike, chopped the cultivator down to the ground.

"So it's Yè, my junior brother." The boyish-looking man chuckled and bowed with a flourish: "My name is Chu Tian from the Xuanmen sect!"

Lü Yè cupped his hands together, with an indifferent expression and an air of "keep out".

" Chen Xuanghai tore their faces apart. Naturally, they should cherish it here.Hai Tang immediately told Lu Ye about the Black Abyss Martial Arts tournament: "Junior Brother Lu, you also noticed before...