Sage of Humanity

Lu Ye changed his normal state and took the initiative to attack. This was something that no one had expected, and it also caused many people in Wanmoling to be suspicious, thinking whether he had a desire to die because of the broken spirit weapon...

Between the electric light and flint, the two had already fought each other, and the clanging sound came out, and the two spirit weapons kept colliding.

Hu Ping was also a soldier repairer, and the spirit weapon in his hand was also a knife, but the difference between Lu Ye's knife was that his knife was much wider and shorter. This was a traditional machete.

As a disciple from a family of third-class sects, Hu Ping himself is quite strong. Although he has no record of killing enemies by surpassing ranks, few fellow practitioners are his opponents.

Especially when the sword art of opening and closing with one hand is unfolded, there is a violent wind sweeping the fallen leaves. If Lu Ye's sword is fierce and aggressive, then his sword is violent and fierce.

However, after fighting against the fifth level of Lu Ye, he was shocked to find that his sword skills were completely ineffective, and the opponent's spirit weapon was broken, but his speed and strength were not something he could contend.

After several cuts, he couldn't stop the opponent's fierce offensive. He couldn't help but retreat. The tiger's mouth was a little cracked. In his feeling, the battle against him was not a fifth-level cultivator at all, but A beast full of blood.

The oppression is too strong!

With a clang, Hu flattened his figure and leaned back, and the spiritual tool in his hand almost took off and flew out. He tried to stabilize his figure, but his feet slipped.

Too many people died on this ring, and the blood of each of the opponents stained the entire golden light red, and Hu Ping, who was on stage for the first time, suffered a great loss.

Xue Liang's knife light flashed, and Hu Ping forcibly stabilized his figure, trying to use the knife to block it, but the knife light bypassed his spirit weapon and severely chopped it down.

At this moment, it was too late to resist. Hu Ping also had much experience of fighting life and death, and his heart was ruthless, and he slashed towards Lu Ye's neck.

The battle was less than ten breaths away, and the two sides of the match had already met life and death, causing all parties to exclaim.

Hu Ping's eyes didn't panic, because he knew that Lu Ye's broken knife couldn't do anything to himself. The opponent's spirit weapon was indeed of good quality, but since it was broken, it would not be possible to exert its original power, so yes. He is not a big threat.

But his sword was different, he slashed at Lu Ye's neck, if the opponent didn't urge that defensive spirit pattern, this sword could divide life and death!

As he expected, when his spirit weapon was cut on Lu Ye's neck, a spirit pattern there blocked the blow, but he didn't stop his hand, but continued to press the past to consume the opponent's spiritual power.

However, the pain in his chest surprised him, blood spurted out, and Hu Ping couldn't care about anything else, and quickly jumped back with the help of that slashing force.

Looking down, I saw that my chest was cut with a foot-length wound, and the armor he was wearing next to his body was cut directly, and there was no aura!

Hu Ping's scalp suddenly became numb, and he didn't understand what was going on.

The reason why he dared to take Lu Ye’s stab was that Lu Ye’s hand was broken and his power was greatly reduced. Second, he had a treasure armor. Although the quality of this armor was not high, it still had some protection. Li, he used this precious armor several times to save money.

However, this time the treasure armor was actually cut and failed to provide him with any protection.

Isn't the opponent's spiritual weapon broken? Why is it so sharp?

All kinds of thoughts were tumbling in his mind, and there was no time to think about it, just because Lu Ye had already bullied him up, and took advantage of his unprepared mind to stab him.

The fire-red spiritual power clung to the broken long knife, which contained the indestructible power, and Hu Ping roared, and lifted the knife to stop.

The clanking voice rang again, and the two clashes in an instant, but before the peace, they lost their minds, and this time they were completely suppressed, only to feel that the opponent's offensive was not only fierce, but also continuous.

After more than ten breaths, Hu Ping suddenly froze in place, raising the sword in his hand high, but he was unable to swing it down. He looked down at his chest, his eyes full of horror.

At the chest, the broken knife had pierced into his chest without any hindrance along the damaged position of the armor.

Close at hand, with his eyes facing each other, Lu Ye looked at the enemy in front of him with a calm expression: "My name is Lu Ye! Lu Ye, the blue blood sect!"

Kicked out, Hu Ping flew far away, fell to the ground, motionless.

Lu Ye panted with a big mouth, dragged his staggering pace, returned to his previous position again, sat down cross-legged, dropped a spirit pill in his mouth, and lowered his head.

On top of the golden light, it was still silent.

After a long time, Hu Ping’s brother walked forward to check and found that Hu Ping was already dead and couldn’t die anymore!

The whispers began to sound and gradually became noisy...

Hu Ping was also defeated! In this battle where the Wanmoling side was infinitely close to victory, Hu Ping was killed!

You should know that this battle was originally a battle in which Wanmoling was preparing to end this dispute. No matter who saw it, Lu Ye whose spirit weapon was broken could not be the opponent of Huping.

But in fact, Hu Ping only took Lu Ye two knives and died.

Lu Ye was also chopped twice by him, but both were resolved by the Guardian Spirit Rune.

Some cultivators had already seen the problem, and it was the spirit weapon, even though it was broken, it didn't seem to affect its power.

The Wanmoling cultivator named Zi'an had a solemn expression, and his face was slightly pale, secretly glad that Lu Ye had chosen Hu Ping, otherwise he might be the one who fell in this scene.

Everyone thought that Lu Ye had a broken fang, who had ever been as unstoppable as that broken fang!

Seeing the drooping head sitting there quietly, as if the figure that might fall down at any time, Zi'an let out a sigh of relief.

Although Hu Ping was killed, it would not have much impact on him. The next battle will be him. If he is defeated... Only the people of the Holy Fire will be left. The fellow of the Holy Fire is better than Hu Ping. Weak and hopeless.

So in any case, this battle cannot be lost!

If you want to win, you can't be cut by the opponent. The lethality of the spirit weapon is too terrifying, but he is also a soldier, and when he fights personally, he can't avoid this.

Suddenly big!

Before he could come up with a countermeasure, someone on the Wanmoling side reminded: "The time is up!"

Li Baxian glared at him fiercely!

When Lu Ye began to rest, the scented candle that had been lit was extinguished. Lu Ye, who was resting with his head down, raised his head again. Under the attention of thousands of pairs of eyes, he stood up with his broken knife just like he did before, staggering and walking. Vanity.

The eyelids of a group of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge cultivators jumped, Lu Ye looked like this, it seemed that he might fall down at any time, but the facts proved that once this guy fights with people, he will start to become fierce and fierce.

If he hadn't seen him fighting for more than forty games with his own eyes, everyone would have thought that this guy was pretending.

No one knows what kind of faith and will support this mere fifth-layer cultivator to fail to fall, and still be invincible in the blood-stained arena.

Zi'an walked out, and the two sides reported to each other as usual.

Lu Ye buzzed in his ears, it was caused by excessive energy overdraft. Some did not hear what others were saying, but it didn't matter, the master sister would remember.

boom……

The moment the spiritual power exploded, the two figures rushed towards each other. This Wanmoling monk was not frightened by Lu Ye’s terrifying record, and he did not even take a defensive position. The best defense!

There was a clash of spirit weapons, and the two figures kept moving and staggering on the ring, sparks splashing in the collision.

The hearts of all people on the Wanmoling side raised their throats, because they knew that if they lost again in this battle, they would really have no chance. Although there is still one Holy Fire Cult, the strength of the Holy Fire Cult is not as good as Hu. Ping is not as good as Zi'an. To Shang Lu Ye, there is only a dead end.

Three interest, five interest, ten interest, twenty interest, fifty interest...

The slender people in Wanmoling who were nervously paying attention to the battle took a sigh of relief, and the battle was stabilized!

They are all secretly praised. It is worthy of being from the second grade sect. This background is indeed stronger than the others. Those who have fought before have never been able to fight against Lu Ye for so long in a head-on confrontation without showing signs of decline. of.

There were people who persisted under Lu Ye for a long time, but they were also chased, consuming Lu Ye's spiritual power, laying the foundation for success, and it was the first one who could compete head-on with Lu Ye for so long.

This level of strength seems to have the capital to fight for more tiers.

At this moment, Lu Ye became more and more awake. Although his ears were still buzzing, and occasionally some blurry scenes flashed in front of him, the pressure from the other side told him that this was a force and speed that was not inferior to him. Opponent.

To deal with such an opponent, you can only make a quick battle.

Lu Ye knew his situation, and his spiritual power was running low. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely not be able to hold on.

Thought turned, facing the opponent's blow, he did not resist and dodge, but slashed at the opponent.

This knife shocked the cultivator of Wanmoling. Lu Ye dared to take a blow to him. He didn't dare to take Lu Ye a knife. So many lives before told him a truth, the spiritual weapon in Lu Ye's hand was a bit outrageous. That is not a spiritual weapon that a low-level cultivator can possess at all.

He dodges in a hurry.

The rhythm was instantly disrupted. Originally, he and Lu Ye were evenly matched, but when he started to defend ~www.readwn.com~, he lost his initial spirit and became restrained.

As soon as he retreated and entered, Lu Ye had already made seven or eight knives. Although he could not do his best, the situation had begun to reverse. Judging from the scene, Lu Ye gradually gained the upper hand and slowly suppressed his opponent.

The man obviously knew that this was not the way to go, and just as he was thinking about countermeasures, a click came out, and his hand suddenly lightened.

Looking up, the souls are all gone, and his spiritual weapon has been cut off!

Lu Ye has fought for more than forty games, except that his spiritual weapon long knife was cut off by the Wanmoling side, he has never cut off the enemy's spiritual weapon.

The sharp spirit pattern is indeed powerful, but the spirit weapon itself is also very strong. The previous opponents were either hacked to death by him with a few slashes or would not confront him head-on, he naturally did not have this opportunity.

But the person in front of him is different. Before the two sides attacked, every time it was a collision between spirit weapons! Even if Lu Ye didn't use the Fengrui Spirit Run every time, the spirit weapon in the opponent's hand couldn't resist it.

The long knife chopped down and brought a lot of blood!