Humanity’s Great Sage Chapter 165: My name is Lu Ye!

As soon as Lu Ye changed his normal routine, he took the initiative to launch an attack. This was unexpected by everyone, and it also aroused the suspicion of many people in Wanmo Ridge. They wondered if he wanted to die because his spirit weapon was broken... ...

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought each other, there was a clanging sound, and their spiritual weapons kept colliding.

Hu Ping is also a soldier, and the spiritual weapon in his hand is also a knife, but Lu Ye's knife is different in that his knife is much wider and shorter. It is a traditional machete.

As a disciple from a third-rank sect, Hu Ping himself is quite strong. Although he doesn't have a record of killing enemies by leapfrogging, there are very few fellow practitioners who are his opponents.

Especially when the sword technique of wide opening and closing is used, there is a gust of wind sweeping the fallen leaves. If Lu Ye's sword is sharp and aggressive, then his sword is violent and fierce.

However, after fighting against Lu Ye, a fifth-level realm, he discovered to his horror that his sword skills were completely incapable, and the opponent's spirit weapon was indeed broken, but his speed and strength were not something he could compete with.

After a few slashes, he couldn't stop the opponent's fierce attack, and he couldn't help stepping back, his tiger's mouth was a little cracked. In his feeling, the person he was fighting against was not a fifth-level cultivator at all. , but a beast full of blood.

The sense of oppression is too strong!

With a clang, Hu Ping leaned back, and the spiritual weapon in his hand almost flew out. He wanted to stabilize his body, but his feet slipped.

Too many people died in this arena, and the blood of all the fighters dyed the entire Jinguangding blood red. Hu Ping, who was fighting on the stage for the first time, suffered a big loss because of this.

Xue Liang's saber light flashed by, Hu Ping forcibly stabilized his figure, trying to block it with a saber, but the saber light bypassed his spiritual weapon and slashed down fiercely.

At this moment, it was too late to resist, and Hu Ping also had a lot of experience in fighting people to the death, so he felt ruthless, and slashed at Lu Ye's neck.

Within ten breaths of time since the start of the battle, the two sides of the fight had already met each other, causing the four sides to exclaim.

There was no panic in Hu Ping's eyes, because he knew that Lu Ye's broken knife could not do anything to him. The opponent's spiritual weapon was indeed of good quality, but since it was broken, it would be impossible to exert its original power , so there is not much threat to him.

But his knife is different, it cuts towards Lu Ye's neck, if the opponent doesn't activate the defensive spirit pattern, this knife can separate life and death!

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

However, the pain in his chest took him by surprise, and blood spurted out. Hu Ping didn't care about anything else, and quickly jumped back with the power of the slash.

Looking down, I saw a foot-long wound on my chest, and the treasure armor I was wearing was directly cut off, leaving no aura!

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

The reason why he dared to take Lu Ye's knife head-on was that the spiritual weapon in Lu Ye's hand was broken and its power was greatly reduced, and the second was that he had a treasure armor to protect him. It also has some protective power, and several times he relied on this treasure armor to save himself from danger.

However, this time the treasure armor was cut through, failing to provide him with any protection.

Isn't the opponent's spirit weapon broken? How is it still so sharp?

All kinds of thoughts were churning in his mind, and there was no time to think about it, because Lu Ye had already bullied him, and stabbed him straight while he was unprepared.

Fiery red spiritual power clings to the severed long knife, containing invincible power, Hu Ping roared and raised the knife to block it.

The tinkling sound was heard again, and the two of them clashed in an instant. However, Hu Ping lost his mind before, but now he was completely suppressed.

After more than ten breaths, Hu Ping suddenly froze on the spot, raised the big knife in his hand, but was unable to swing it down, he looked down at his chest, his eyes were full of horror.

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

Close at hand, with four eyes facing each other, Lu Ye looked at the enemy in front of him with a calm expression: "My name is Lu Ye! Jade Blood Sect Lu Ye!"

With one kick, Hu Ping flew far away and fell to the ground, motionless.

Gulping for breath, Lu Ye staggered, returned to the previous position, sat down cross-legged, threw a elixir into his mouth, and hung his head.

On the top of the golden light, there is still silence.

After a while, Hu Ping's brother went up to check and found that Hu Ping was dead and couldn't die anymore!

Whispering began to sound, and gradually became noisy...

Hu Ping was also defeated! In this battle where Wanmo Ridge was infinitely close to victory, Hu Ping was killed!

You must know that this battle was originally Wanmo Ridge's battle to end this dispute. No matter who saw it, Lu Ye whose spiritual weapon was broken could not be Hu Ping's opponent.

But in fact, Hu Ping only took two stabs from Lu Ye before he died.

Lu Ye was also slashed twice by him, but they were all resolved by the guarding spirit pattern.

Some monks have already seen the problem. It is the spiritual weapon. Although it was broken, it didn't seem to affect its power.

The Wanmo Ridge cultivator named Zian had a dignified expression, and his face turned slightly pale. He secretly rejoiced that Lu Ye chose Hu Ping, otherwise he might be the one who fell down in this match.

Everyone thought that Lu Ye's fangs had been broken, but who ever thought that broken fangs were as unstoppable as ever!

Looking at the figure sitting quietly with his head bowed, as if he might fall down at any moment, Zian let out a soft breath.

Although Hu Ping was killed, it would not have much impact on him. He will be the next battle. If he loses... only the members of the Holy Fire Cult will be left. That guy from the Holy Fire Cult is better than him. Both are weak, let alone hopeful.

So no matter what, 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 he can't avoid it when he fights close to others.

It's a big head for a while!

Before he could come up with a countermeasure, someone from Wanmo Ridge reminded him: "It's time!"

Li Baxian glared at him viciously!

When Lu Ye started to rest, the incense candle that was lit was extinguished, and Lu Ye, who was resting with his head down, raised his head again. Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, he stood up with his broken knife just like before. Staggering, vain footsteps.

A group of monks from Wanmo Ridge saw their eyelids twitching. Lu Ye looked like he might fall down at any time, but the facts proved that once this guy fights with others, he becomes fierce.

If they hadn't seen him fight more than 40 times in a row, everyone would have thought that this guy was just putting on a show.

No one knows what kind of belief and will support this mere fifth-layer cultivator from falling down, and can still be invincible on the blood-stained arena.

Zian walked out, and the two sides reported their families to each other as usual.

There was a buzzing in Lu Ye's ears, it was caused by excessive energy exhaustion, some people couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, but it didn't matter, the elder sister would remember it.

Boom...

The moment the spiritual power exploded, the two figures rushed towards each other. The cultivator of Wanmo Ridge was not frightened by Lu Ye's terrifying record, and he didn't even take a defensive position. Attack is the best defense!

The news of the confrontation of spiritual weapons came, and the two figures kept moving and staggering on the ring, and sparks flew everywhere when they collided.

Everyone on the Wanmo Ridge side has their hearts in their throats, because they know that if they lose this battle again, they really have no chance. He is not as good as Hu Ping, nor is he as good as Zi'an. To Lu Ye, there is only one dead end.

Three breaths, five breaths, ten breaths, twenty breaths, fifty breaths...

The slender members of Wanmo Ridge, who were nervously paying attention to the battle situation, breathed a sigh of relief, the battle situation has stabilized!

All of them praised secretly, as expected of being from a second-rank sect, this background is indeed stronger than others. Among those who have fought before, no one has ever been able to fight against Lu Ye in a head-to-head confrontation for such a long time. Not showing signs of decline.

There are some people who persisted under Lu Ye for a long time, but they were chased and ran away. They focused on consuming Lu Ye's spiritual power and laying the foundation for victory for the latecomers. one.

With such strength, it seems that he already has the capital to fight at a higher level.

At this moment, Lu Ye became more and more awake. Although his ears were still buzzing, and some blurred scenes even occasionally flashed in front of his eyes, the pressure from the opposite side told him that this was a combination of strength and speed. not inferior to his opponent.

To deal with such an opponent, we can only make quick decisions.

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

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

This knife frightened the cultivator of Wanmo Ridge. Lu Ye dared to take a blow from him, but he didn't dare to take a blow from Lu Ye. So many lives before told him a truth, the spiritual weapon in Lu Ye's hand was a bit stronger It's outrageous, that's not a spiritual weapon that low-level monks can possess.

He dodged hastily.

The rhythm was disrupted in an instant. Originally, he and Lu Ye were evenly matched when attacking each other, but when he started to defend, he lost his initial vigor and became restrained~IndoMTL.com~ One retreat, one advance In the meantime, Lu Ye had hacked seven or eight times in a row. Although he failed to do his best, the situation had begun to turn. From the scene, Lu Ye gradually gained the upper hand and slowly suppressed his opponent.

The man obviously knew that going on like this was not an option. Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, there was a clicking sound, and his hand suddenly lightened.

Looking up, all the souls of the dead came out, and his spiritual weapon was cut off!

Lu Ye fought more than 40 times in a row. Except for his spiritual weapon long knife being cut off by the Wanmo Ridge 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. Those opponents before were either hacked to death by him a few times, or they didn't confront him head-on. Naturally, he didn't have this chance.

But this person in front of him is different. Before the two sides attacked each other, every time it was a collision between spiritual weapons! Even if Lu Ye didn't activate the sharp spirit pattern every time, the spirit weapon in the opponent's hand could not resist.

The long knife slashed down, bringing up a pool of blood!

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