saint of humanity

The young man's words were incomprehensible, and Fu Wei beside him asked timidly, "Brother, is there any misunderstanding?"

The young man slowly looked towards him, sized him up and down, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Bu clan?"

Fu Wei smiled flatteringly: "Brother Dao, your eyes are as sharp as a torch..."

Although he had just told Lu Ye that the Bu clan was well-known in Xingyuan, in fact, not many people knew about the Bu clan. Anyone who could recognize that he was from the Bu clan at a glance was definitely not an ordinary person. It was even very likely that the other party's origin had some connection with the Bu clan.

He was puzzled as to how Lu Ye had come to have a grudge with such a person, but when he remembered that he had even killed Perrin, who was from Hundred Battles City, it seemed not strange to have a grudge with anyone.

He was about to speak again, but he heard the young man utter a word coldly: "Get lost!"

"Ah?" Fu Wei was stunned. The situation was a little different from what he thought. Suddenly, he saw a golden light flash in the young man's eyes. His face changed immediately and his body floated backwards involuntarily. At the same time, he hurriedly sent a message to Lu Ye: "Brother, I'm afraid I can't afford to offend this person. You'd better avoid him!"

Then he ran away without looking back.

Lu Ye's eyes narrowed slightly. It was obvious that Fu Wei had seen something, but he was not sure what it was. He only vaguely judged from Fu Wei's reaction that this young man was of noble origin.

The young man was still looking at his embarrassment, his eyes full of disgust and contempt, and he taunted him again: "How dare a loser like you come in? Wouldn't it be better for you to stay in the outer world? Why bother to wade into the muddy waters of the inner world!"

"Do we know each other?" Lu Ye asked slowly.

"Are you worthy enough?" the young man snorted coldly.

"Since you don't know him..." When the last word was uttered, Lu Ye had already rushed towards the young man like lightning, and in an instant he was beside him. The blade light was as condensed as snow, and he struck out horizontally, slightly tilting his head: "Who gave you the courage to come in front of me and speak nonsense?"

His eyelids narrowed slightly, because this sword attack, which contained all his current strength, was blocked by the opponent's crossed arms.

As their powers collided fiercely, Lu Ye immediately realized that this guy was a strong opponent, and even stronger than Perrin.

"Three hundred?" The young man still had the energy to judge Lu Ye's true strength. "It's not bad, but you are not worthy after all!"

With a sudden force of his arms, Lu Ye was immediately blown away, but he followed closely like a leech, swung his fists, and turned into fist shadows that blasted out into the sky.

Lu Ye held up his knife to block, feeling the violent force unleashing, secretly frightened.

Because he didn't see any signs of this young man using Taoist soldiers, but his strength was incredibly strong. There was only one possibility in this situation. The young man's Taoist soldiers were the kind that could be integrated into the body and could perform both offense and defense. Moreover, they were definitely at the treasure level. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to bring him such a strong blessing.

If it weren't for Ba Qiu's sword, Lu Ye could easily deal with the opponent, but now his strength is weakened, and he is really in a difficult situation to deal with.

He originally thought that someone like Perrin was the top-notch Rong Dao that a top-notch He Dao City could cultivate, but now he realized how short-sighted he was.

This young man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere is actually stronger than Perrin. This battle for the wonder treasure is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

In fact, what Lu Ye really cared about was not this guy’s powerful strength, but those inexplicable words he said. Since they met, what this guy said made people feel confusing.

Lu Ye wanted to ask him what he meant, but now was definitely not the right time. He had to defeat the other party first, then he could ask him.

The two people who had never met before were suddenly fighting like mortal enemies. If they were just slightly inferior in strength, Lu Ye could handle it, because after only fighting for a short while, he felt one thing, that this young man's fighting experience did not seem to be that rich.

Moreover, the opponent was filled with tremendous rage at the moment, and his mind was obviously disturbed. To deal with such an enemy, in fact, as long as you show strength equal to that of the opponent, you can solve it.

However, due to the different characteristics of their Taoist soldiers, Lu Ye felt a little uncomfortable.

The Panshan Sword is an offensive Taoist weapon, which means that its defensive power will always be inferior to its offensive power. The difference is the degree to which the Panshan Sword is currently cultivated.

But the opponent is different. The Taoist soldier that he has integrated into his body is both offensive and defensive, and the power of the Taoist soldier can be used to enhance his own defense.

This means that even if Lu Ye was lucky enough to cut the opponent with his sword, it would be useless if he could not break the opponent's defense. However, if he was hit by the opponent, he would definitely be injured.

This alone makes it difficult for people like Perrin to match him.

So even though Lu Ye was stronger than his opponent in fighting experience and skills, he was the one who suffered in the end.

Just when Lu Ye was thinking about how to break the impasse, he suddenly saw the young man curl up a sarcastic smile and punched him hard.

Lu Ye's heart skipped a beat and he instinctively felt something was wrong, but facing the opponent's violent attack, he had no way of retreating and could only take it on forcefully.

The moment the fist and the knife touched, a strange force passed through the Panshan Knife and hit him directly, instantly breaking his protective power.

The injury that had just recovered was broken again, Lu Ye's chest sank sharply, and his body could not stop retreating!

He frowned. That moment just now... gave him a strong sense of déjà vu, but the situation was critical and he had no time to think deeply.

Because the young man was in a dominant position and was chasing him, he changed his previous violent attack and this time his punches became slow and steady.

Lu Ye slashed out with his sword fiercely.

However, what surprised him was that the same situation happened as before. He clearly blocked the opponent's attack with this knife, but there was still a violent force hitting him through the Panshan Knife.

A mouthful of blood spurted out!

Lu Ye's eyes brightened instantly, and he finally realized what was going on. At the same time, he had some guesses about the identity of the enemy.

The figure suddenly half-crouched, holding the Panshan Knife upside down in his hand, spinning like a moon. As the knife light bloomed, a lotus suddenly emerged, and pieces of knife lotus spun and danced.

Lotus day!

The young man who rushed over frowned and stopped in a hurry so as not to be involved in the sword lotus. Although he called Lu Ye a waste and his expression and tone were full of contempt, after a fight he could realize that Lu Ye was not a soft persimmon who could be easily bullied.

If it weren't for the strange secret technique he practiced, even if he was slightly stronger at this moment, he might not be able to gain any advantage.

As the sword lotuses danced, Lu Ye suddenly rushed out from them, his body wrapped in petals made of condensed sword energy, like a tiger descending from the mountain, rushing towards the young man.

In this instant, the difference in fighting experience between the two was revealed.

The enemy was caught off guard. Lu Ye pushed the skimming technique to the limit, and his body was erratic, like a dragonfly skimming the water. He would never collide with him head-on, and would just run away if he touched him.

After repeated confrontations, the young man became impatient.

Seeing Lu Ye coming towards him like a rabbit again, his face turned grim, the aura around him changed slightly, and a strange power began to linger on his fist.

Here it comes! Lu Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing clearly what was waiting for him, but he did not retreat at all, and still slashed it down with a knife as before, because he was waiting for this moment.

Just as he expected, the enemy met his attack with a fist, and his face showed not only ferocity but also sarcasm, as if he was mocking Lu Ye for not remembering the blow.

Just like the previous collisions, when the fist and the knife touched, the young man's mouth curled up.

However, the next moment, the arc disappeared without a trace, because his secret technique that had always been effective had no room to be used this time. The enemy's long sword suddenly shook violently twice, and the violent power of Taoism burst out like a flood. He panicked and hurriedly resisted with all his strength, but still failed to stop it.

Blood spurted out and the young man groaned, using the force to retreat backwards. However, his right fist was almost broken by Lu Ye, revealing his white bones.

Lu Ye did not pursue, but just stood there, gently swung the Panshan Knife, looked at the enemy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and said with certainty: "Secret Art of Beating the Bull! You are from the Phoenix Clan!"

I have never figured out why this guy is so hostile to me and says such inexplicable things when I have never met him before.

It was not until the fight that Lu Ye felt those familiarities.

The secret technique of hitting the bull is taken from hitting the bull from across the mountain. According to Su Yan, this is a secret technique created by an ancestor of the Phoenix clan and has been passed down to this day. Lu Ye once practiced this secret technique with Su Yan. Although he did not practice it to perfection and could not use it in a life-and-death battle, since he has practiced it, he will naturally not be unfamiliar with it.

The handsome young man opposite him repeatedly used the attacking force through the Panshan Sword to bombard himself, using the secret of the bull-beating technique.

Thinking back to before, he broke the restriction set by Fu Wei. Obviously the restriction did not cause ripples, but the inside was a mess. Obviously, this was also the result of the Bull-beating Secret Technique.

Now that this is established, it becomes easy to judge the other party's background.

No wonder this guy is stronger than Perrin.

Although Perrin was also born in one of the ten great cities of Hedao and was well cultivated in Baizhan City, he was not comparable to the members of the Phoenix Clan.

"She even told you this?" The young man's expression turned ferocious, with a look of agony and disbelief.

When Lu Ye saw him like this, he thought to himself, this guy might be a love rival? Otherwise, why would he react so strongly?
The "she" he was referring to was undoubtedly Su Yan.

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows: "What's so strange about that?" As he said this, he slashed with his sword, and the space above the sword blade was slightly distorted.

The young man's eyelids twitched, and he looked more and more painful: "She also taught you this secret technique?"

Of course he could see that Lu Ye's sword was accompanied by some mysterious power of space, but the more so, the more difficult it was for him to accept. This was the secret technique of the Phoenix Clan, how could it be passed on to an outsider casually, and to such a guy.

Lu Ye continued to provoke him: "She taught me a lot, she is...very good!"

The young man looked like he was about to collapse, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth: "I'm going to kill you!" (End of this chapter)