Humanity’s Great Sage

In the wooden house, Lu Ye took up the challenge and chose the terrain of the fighting battlefield. A secret came from somewhere, and the figures of one man and one tiger disappeared quickly.

It was still the same battle field that only took up a few tens of feet in radius. Lu Ye stood firm, waited until the white light in his field of vision dissipated, and looked up at the opposite side.

On the other side of the battle field, a tall woman in purple clothes stood there quietly. The woman's appearance was undoubtedly very beautiful, her figure was also excellent, and her whole person exuded a quiet and elegant temperament.

This woman's name is Lan Ziyi, and she is wearing a purple dress, which is worthy of her name.

Lu Ye moved his eyes down and raised his brow imperceptibly.

He was sizing up the opponent, and the other side was also sizing him up. As the strongest who emerged from both camps, it wasn't that there was any sympathy for each other. It was an instinct to observe the opponent before the battle.

Lan Ziyi didn't have any traces of being equipped with spiritual weapons all over her body, Lu Ye thought to herself, maybe this is a Dharma cultivator?

But looking at the other party's attire, they don't look alike.

Whether it is or not, try it and find out.

The weapon box around his waist buzzed, and nine beams of light rushed out of the gate like a tiger, chasing stars and moons towards Lan Ziyi, passing halfway across a distance of tens of feet in the blink of an eye.

Lan Ziyi raised her hand and pointed forward, a stream of pure spiritual power turned into a line of spiritual power and shot out.

This is not a spell, but a precise control of one's own spiritual power, but its power is not inferior to any spell.

What is even more surprising is that after this line of spiritual power flew out, it suddenly divided into nine parts and divided into nine streamers.

With a series of tinkling sounds, all nine of Lu Ye's imperial weapons were blocked.

Not only that, but more spiritual power lines shot out from the opposite side, one after another. Some spiritual power lines did not change, and some suddenly forked. In an instant, the space in front of Lu Ye was interwoven into a large net by many spiritual power lines. He is under the hood.

Such a spiritual power net sealed the sky and locked the earth, Lu Ye couldn't avoid it at all.

The Panshan knife came out of its sheath with a bang, and slashed forward.

A fiery red streamer flashed, and a hole was split in the spiritual power net covering Lu Ye, and Lu Ye shot out like an arrow from the string, killing Lan Ziyi.

The other party looked like a Dharma cultivator, so Lu Ye naturally wanted to fight her personally so that he could give full play to his advantages.

However, just as Lu Ye rushed out, he heard Qingyue's clanging sound, and when he raised his eyes, more than a dozen streamers of light had already struck here.

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Those streamers are all flying swords!

Faxiu urged the flying sword? This is not common.

Lu Ye remained calm, and under the control of his mind, the nine imperial weapons around his side met those flying swords, and at the same time kept walking, rushing and killing.

The sound of jingling was endless, and the imperial weapons of the two sides collided and clashed in mid-air, sparks flew everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ye was already ten feet away from Lan Ziyi, and the Panshan knife was entwined with fire, and murderous intent burst out.

Lan Ziyi, who stood still and didn't move, raised his hand and grabbed a big sword in the void. Lu Ye didn't even see how the sword appeared.

This is a two-handed sword, which is much wider and thicker than the orthodox long sword. Being held by a woman like Lan Ziyi, there is undoubtedly a strong visual conflict.

She held the hilt of the sword with both hands, faced Lu Ye's slash, and met it with a sword!

boom……

At the moment when the air wave swept across the battlefield and the spiritual power was violent, Lu Ye was shocked and stabilized his body.

Lan Ziyi on the opposite side also bowed slightly, without taking a step back.

This surprised Lu Ye, because no cultivator at the Lingxi Realm had ever taken him without retreating, even Tianjiu's physical training was difficult to do.

But such a beautiful and tall woman did it.

This guy is by no means a Dharma cultivator!

What made Lu Ye even more concerned was that from the beginning to the end, there was a faint smile on the corner of this woman's mouth, and her silent demeanor was even more aloof.

Han Tiejun was right, this woman spends a lot of time, and she is indeed dealing with the battle with a game attitude.

There was a stalemate close at hand, the distance between the two was less than ten feet, their eyes were facing each other, and the two colors of spiritual power, one red and one basket, were driven by each other, colliding fiercely.

Generally, in this case, it's time for the Rizhao spirit pattern to appear...

There was a flash of spiritual light on the Panshan knife, and at the same time as the dazzling light burst out, Lu Ye suddenly felt the power of Peiran Moyu coming from in front of him. Driven by that violent force, he actually flew back a few feet.

At the same time, Lan Ziyi stepped back and closed her eyes tightly.

Jingle...

Around the two of them, the Imperial Artifact and Feijian were still clashing constantly, even when their swords collided, this confrontation did not stop.

This is undoubtedly a great test of a person's mind. Lu Ye's mind is strong because he has refined his soul in the soul washing pool, and then took a lot of soul washing water one after another.

Kelan Ziyi's mental strength is not inferior to that of Lu Ye, which is a bit unbelievable.

Just as they were retreating, a flying sword broke through the blockade of Lu Ye's imperial weapon and slashed at him silently.

Before Lu Ye landed, he didn't even look at it. He pulled out the knife, and the powerful destructive force dimmed the aura of the flying sword, and flew directly to the edge of the battle field.

The omnipotent Rizhao spirit pattern didn't have a miraculous effect this time, Lan Ziyi's reaction was too quick, she pushed Lu Ye away the moment she realized something was wrong, and at the same time closed her eyes tightly.

When the light dissipated, the two figures rushed towards each other at the same time, and they collided fiercely again, as if two mountains collided with each other. The big swords and long knives were clinging to different colors of light, strangled in one place, and murderous intent burst out.

Lu Ye's eyelids shrank slightly, and he realized something was wrong when he was pushed away just now.

This woman's strength was a little too much, but now he felt it more clearly. Every time the sword and sword intersected, his arm holding the sword trembled slightly, and the tiger's mouth gradually became numb.

He couldn't believe it.

In the competition of strength, he actually lost to a woman!

Looking at the opponent's blood, it is not exuberant to an outrageous level, how could it be possible to erupt such a powerful force.

During the confrontation, Lu Ye thought of a possibility, and immediately formed a vision pattern in his eyes.

Under the insight, he finally saw clearly.

In terms of the power of qi and blood, Lan Ziyi is indeed not as good as herself, but this woman is obviously proficient in the art of moving blood. Every time she cuts off with a big sword, she can perfectly display all her power, so her explosive power is stronger than yourself.

This is beyond Lu Ye's reach. Although he has practiced the blood-moving technique for a few days, he is far from being as proficient as others.

If you really want to compare, if the power in Lu Ye's body is one hundred, then Lan Ziyi only has seventy or eighty at most, but Lu Ye can only exert half of his own power without activating the blood transfer technique. The blood transfer technique can be equal to the opponent, but it is absolutely impossible to achieve her level of proficiency.

On the other hand, Lan Ziyi can display all her strength anytime, anywhere.

Lu Ye didn't dare to use the blood transfer technique at will. The battle had just begun, and it was undoubtedly very irrational to rush to use his trump card before finding out the details of the opponent.

The so-called trump card is something that can be used to make the final decision!

Although it is not as powerful as others, fortunately, Lu Ye still has spirit patterns that can be activated. Fengxing, heavy pressure, Fengrui's various spirit patterns can be activated in different ways, but it also caused Lan Ziyi to suffer a lot. The two fought inextricably.

Hu Po wandered on the edge of the battlefield, and Yiyi hid underground, neither of them took part in the battle.

Both the spirit and the tiger knew what Lu Ye was thinking. It was rare to meet such an opponent. Naturally, they had to have a good fight first, so as to sharpen themselves. Otherwise, it would be meaningless even if they beat the opponent.

The imperial weapons and flying swords clashing in the sky gradually disappeared...

Both Lu Ye and Lan Ziyi had sensed the opponent's strength. Facing such an opponent, no one could be distracted anymore, so they withdrew their imperial weapons and flying swords.

It was another fierce collision, and the effect of heavy pressure on the spirit pattern caused Lan Ziyi to shorten her body and nearly kneel on the ground. Taking advantage of the momentary negligence of the other party, Lu Ye's blood frantically gathered towards his right arm. In an instant, the entire right arm The arms swelled a circle, and the skin became red.

There was even a flash of inspiration on the Panshan knife, blessed by Shuang Fengrui.

flash!

Got it!

This knife slashed at Lan Ziyi's waist. With the burst of flash and the blessing of the double-edged sharp spirit pattern, no one in the Lingxi realm can block this blow. The most likely outcome of Lan Ziyi is to be killed by this knife. Divided into two, died suddenly on the spot.

However, the next moment, Lu Ye realized something was wrong.

This knife did cut Zhonglan Ziyi, but the opponent's body was not cut open. The moment the long knife fell, Lu Ye clearly saw a thick barrier covering Lan Ziyi.

The huge force sent Lan Ziyi flying, and she rolled over several times before landing in embarrassment in mid-air.

However, Lu Ye's abdomen also hurt. The moment the opponent flew out, the big sword pierced Lu Ye's body and penetrated three inches into the flesh. If he hadn't chopped Lan Ziyi out, the sword would have almost stabbed him to death. Wear it right!

Such a big sword pierced the body, and the trauma caused was extremely considerable.

Blood gushed out of Lu Ye's abdomen immediately, and he staggered back.

He hurriedly formed a blood-stained spirit pattern on his chest, and the gushing blood gathered under the traction of the spirit pattern.

Standing where he was, Lu Ye frowned and looked at the woman over there.

I don't understand, what kind of protection is that, it can stop him from buffing the sharp spirit pattern, and it also activates the flash of moving blood!

Lan Ziyi did not see any traces of activating the spiritual weapon, which meant that that layer of protection was her own ability.

Trouble!

Can't break through the opponent's defense even in a flash, how can this kill?

On the other side, Lan Ziyi was half bent, with a big sword on the ground, and her feet plowed two lines of marks in the fighting field, barely falling down.

Although she didn't know what method she used to block the fatal blow and avoid the fate of being cut in half by Lu Ye, but the violent impact could not be relieved, and blood was overflowing from the corner of her mouth at this moment.

She stood up slowly with a long sword in her hand, and looked at Lu Ye curiously with her eyes, as if she wanted to re-examine him.