As Lu Ye darted out, the Babyface cultivator who had shouted out grew frantic, his attacks becoming ever fiercer.
The man fighting him had already been somewhat outmatched. Now, caught in a pincer attack with Lu Ye joining in, his situation immediately became perilous.
Though the name Mountain Crossing Tiger had spread from the Mystic Gate, the Nine Stars Sect cultivators had heard it often enough as well. It could be said that this was the fearsome reputation Lu Ye had carved out through killing these past few days.
Reputation was a strange thing. Facing an ordinary Tier Three cultivator, no Tier Four cultivator would feel much pressure. But if that Tier Three cultivator had killed several Tier Four cultivators and made a name for himself, then it was a different story.
The Nine Stars Sect Tier Four cultivator felt pressure like a mountain bearing down on him. Facing two opponents alone, he was hard-pressed on both sides. In just three breaths, Lu Ye and Babyface had suppressed him until he could barely fight back.
Seeing Lu Ye slash at him, he hurriedly pulled out a Spirit Talisman, intending to activate it. But Babyface's tricky sword thrust struck his wrist. His grip loosened, and the Spirit Talisman fell to the ground.
Seizing the chance, Lu Ye raised his blade and brought it down, chopping the cultivator to the ground.
"What a sharp blade!" Babyface's pupils contracted as he watched. Just as Senior Brother Wang Yang predicted, Mountain Crossing Tiger truly has an exceptionally fine Spiritual Artifact in his hand. Otherwise, with only Tier Three cultivation, he could never so easily break through a Tier Four cultivator's protective Spiritual Power, much less severely wound him with a single strike.
Then Babyface beamed. "Good brother, I'm making you my friend for sure!"