saint of humanity

Yun Qianliu never thought that such a ridiculous and unreasonable thing would happen to him.

Before the battle started, he felt that Queyue's death was not worth it, because his Taoist soldiers were not strong enough, so they were shattered.

He is holding a sacred treasure this time, so it is impossible for him to repeat the mistake of the crescent moon.

But at this moment, this treasure that had made him so confident was shattered right under his nose like a piece of solid ice.

How can this be?

How could a treasure be broken?

He did not doubt that he had obtained a fake treasure, because he personally cultivated the Hunyuan Spear to the power of sixty Daos, and it was impossible for an ordinary Dao soldier to cultivate it to this level.

Moreover, the Douchangchang also said that as long as he can win this fight to the death, the Hunyuan Spear will completely belong to him, and the Douchangchang will also do its best to cultivate him and help him ascend to the Hedao!

With the help of treasures as Taoist soldiers and the advancement to the Dao, the future will surely be bright.

But when the treasure was broken, everything was gone, so he could not accept this result at all.

Not only he couldn't accept it, but the many spectators who had placed their bets on him also couldn't accept it.

Originally, Yun Qianliu had the upper hand in this battle from beginning to end, and it seemed that the nameless guest was about to be defeated and shot, but who could have expected such a sudden turn of events.

Almost at the moment when the Hunyuan Spear was broken, there were cries of surprise in the Emperor's Battle Field. Many excited cultivators even stood up from their seats, their faces filled with agony. Needless to say, this was a big bet.

"Get out of the way!" Some excited monks couldn't help but shout, wishing they could rush into the arena and push Yun Qianliu away.

It was because after the Taoist soldiers were destroyed, Yun Qianliu just stood there like an idiot.

It's not that his character is not good enough. Anyone would find it difficult to accept such a thing.

It was not until the long sword in Lu Ye's hand suddenly turned horizontally that Yun Qianliu reacted. He hastily raised his arms to block in front of him, and used his Taoist power to protect himself.

At the same time, he unleashed his own secret technique.

The Panshan Sword swung down, but it failed to break the opponent's protective power in the first time. After being sealed by Shang's power, Lu Ye's current strength is also terrible. Yun Qianliu's full strength burst out and with the blessing of the secret technique, he can just compete with Lu Ye's current strength.

But that’s all.

Just as Yun Qianliu was about to retreat following the remaining momentum of Lu Ye's attack, Lu Ye's right hand holding the knife began to shake violently.

The protective power was broken, his arms were cut off, and then his entire body was cut in half!

Blood splattered, internal organs scattered, and the two halves of the body flew in different directions.

Lu Ye quickly stepped forward, collected the spoils, and then left the death arena.

In the Emperor's Battle Field, countless spectators were silent for a moment, and then suddenly a roar rang out: "It's a conspiracy! It's definitely a conspiracy!"

How could such a coincidence happen in this world?

The last time Wumingke faced Queyue, he won the victory because he destroyed Queyue's Taoist soldiers. At that time, many spectators just thought that Wumingke was just lucky.

But the same thing happened again, which made people imagine.

There is no such coincidence in the world, and Taoist weapons are basically very strong unless they have some special features. Even if they are damaged or injured in a fierce battle, it is still rare for them to be directly broken into pieces, unless there is a huge gap in strength between them, such as the battle between Rong Dao and He Dao.

But even if it is He Dao, it is not easy to destroy Rong Dao's Taoist soldiers without strong strength.

Even though Douzhangchang has been based on integrity for so many years and has never done anything fraudulent, it still cannot stop some people from being suspicious.

The main reason is that the loss was so terrible. I originally thought I could make some money, but in the end I lost everything. No one's fish was blown by the wind. Everyone saved it through different channels through hard work.

The roar immediately resonated with many cultivators, and for a moment the sound of darkness resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

Some people even wanted to prevent the world from being in chaos, and shouted loudly: "If you fight on the battlefield without conscience, you must pay me back for my hard-earned money!"

The field suddenly became chaotic...

However, only a few monks vented their anger in this way. Most of the spectators understood that in such a huge battlefield, there was no need to resort to any tricks just for the sake of a fight to the death. If they really did so, they would definitely lose more than they gain.

There are not many people who can truly make friends with Qin Feng, but anyone who knows him knows that he would not bother to do anything in a life-and-death fight on the battlefield.

For a powerful force like Douzhangchang, one's own integrity is definitely more important than some petty profits.

Lu Ye didn't know the reactions of the spectators after this battle. Even if they knew, it was none of his business. After leaving the death arena, he immediately returned to his secret room under the guidance of Gong Mao.

What he didn't expect was that Qin Feng was actually waiting for him here, with Bobo lying on his shoulder.

"Xiao Ye, were you injured before?" Qin Feng asked with a frown as the first sentence they met.

He had met Lu Ye three days ago, but at that time Lu Ye was clearly fine. How come he was injured suddenly?
Feeling Qin Feng's concern, Lu Ye felt a little warm in his heart and nodded, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Qin Feng immediately scolded: "Since you are injured, why do you insist on fighting to the death? If you say hello to me, I can postpone it."

Lu Ye touched his nose. Since entering Xingyuan, no one had ever blamed him like this, but such blame did not sound offensive.

"Sit down!" Qin Feng ordered.

Lu Ye sat down obediently.

Bobo immediately jumped off Qin Feng's shoulder and landed on Lu Ye: "Don't move, let me show you."

Qin Feng stood aside and explained: "Bobo is good at healing. I was often injured in the past, and it was he who helped me heal."

Lu Ye really didn't know that Popo had such an ability, but he now understood why Popo recovered so quickly from such a serious injury.

This should be Popovich's own talent.

A layer of pink light emanated from Bobo's body and turned into a pink ball of light, covering Lu Ye completely. He immediately felt a warm feeling, just like basking in the sun on a winter day.

The wound on my shoulder became numb and tingling. It must be Bobo checking the injury.

Qin Feng was also standing nearby, staring intently at the golden light on Lu Ye's shoulder, with surprise in his eyes.

If Yun Qianliu could notice it, he certainly wouldn't be blind. There was obviously something wrong with Lu Ye's Dao bones. It wasn't the location, but the number. In this area that was not covered with flesh and blood, there were more than five Dao bones.
However, he is knowledgeable and experienced, so he naturally knows that there are always some strange people and things in this world who can do what ordinary people cannot.

Lu Ye's strength was already strange enough. Now that I think about it, it was definitely related to his strange Dao bones. Only when there were enough Dao bones could a Dao Fusion break the original limit. (End of this chapter)