saint of humanity

Gong Mao's eyes flickered, and he shook his head and said, "No, let them continue to besiege!"

Since Lu Ye has great confidence in this battle, he will go crazy with him. After this battle, he will empty the pockets of all the gamblers in the fighting arena.

From now on, there will never be another battle in the battlefield that will attract so much attention from monks.

In the void fragments of the death arena, Lu Ye's figure running forward suddenly stopped, and not far ahead, a figure also stopped.

Lu Ye took a closer look and saw that the person who came did not look much different from humans, except for a tiny crack between his eyebrows.

This made him think of Huan Qing.

After Huan Qing used the Brahma Eye, a mark was left between his eyebrows.

But the person in front of him obviously couldn't be from the Brahma clan.

This person is from the three-eyed tribe.

When Lu Ye was sizing up the other party, his spiritual eyes were also sizing up him, but he lost interest after just one glance and slowly shook his head, saying, "Let's make this a quick fight."

This nameless guest doesn't look special on the surface, and he is actually a human. Compared with other races, humans are the one with the least special talents.

As he said this, he swayed his body and pounced towards Lu Ye, stretched out his hand and pushed out a palm, with a surge of Taoist power in his body.

The Chunhui sword in his hand was still in the scabbard, and he had no intention of drawing the sword at all.

Seeing him like this, Lu Ye couldn't help but frown.

He knew clearly in his heart that this guy definitely did not study the images of his previous two fatal battles, otherwise he would not be so arrogant.

"Is the Nameless Guest stupid?"

"Move faster, idiot!"

The moment the Spirit Eye made its move, scattered monks in the various viewing areas could not help but shout, but their number was very small.

These are undoubtedly gamblers who bet on Lu Ye with a fluke mentality. They have been waiting for a long time and finally waited for the appearance of the nameless guest. They also hope that he can continue his previous glory and lead them to win big.

As a result, seeing that Lingyan had already made his move, Wumingke was still standing there stupidly without moving, which made him anxious.

"It's over!" The gamblers wailed in their hearts, unable to bear to watch the following scene.

However, more gamblers showed excitement on their faces, thinking that it would be impossible for Wumingke, who was at the eighth level of Rongdao, to withstand the attack of Hedao. This palm strike would probably smash him into pieces.

But the next moment, many expectant eyes turned into astonishment, and exclamations were heard in all the major viewing venues.

In the death arena, Lingyan's pupils narrowed and he stared at Lu Ye in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief, because his confident attack could not shake the human in front of him at all.

The other party just stood there and took the blow from him!
Although he did not use his full strength in this attack, it exceeded the limit of Rong Dao, but he was unable to break the opponent's protective power.

A flash of knife light passed by, and Lingyan stepped back in shock. After he stood still, he looked down with trembling eyes, only to see that his clothes on his abdomen had been cut open and blood was oozing out.

When he looked up again, the human on the other side casually made a knife flower and said in a leisurely voice: "Although I am also in a hurry, I advise you to be serious!"

The mysterious process for Liao to devour the treasure is too complicated. Otherwise, Lu Ye would have taken Lingyan's life with that one blow.

Cutting him with a sword was just a warning to him not to take it lightly, and at the same time it was also arousing his murderous intent. Only when Lingyan was serious could he have a good fight with him.

This knife not only made Lingyan terrified, but also made the spectators in the various venues feel incredible. The scene that most of the cultivators expected that the nameless guest would be killed in one blow not only did not happen, but in the sudden confrontation, Lingyan, who had the cultivation level of Hedao, was actually injured.

Although there is no Xingyuan aura in the death arena and the spiritual eyes cannot borrow power, his own foundation is not comparable to Rong Dao. How can this nameless guest be so strong?
Doesn’t this mean that the winner and loser of this battle is still unknown?

"Seal the plate!" In the secret room, as the knife was chopped down, Gong Mao waved his hand and shouted loudly.

The odds can no longer be opened. If they continue to be opened, there will definitely be cultivators who will change their minds and bet on Lu Ye, and the number will definitely not be small.

Betting on Lu Ye at this time is equivalent to snatching food from his mouth. How could Gong Mao allow it?

As for those guys who secretly targeted the owner of the venue, once the bets have been placed in the handicap, they can forget about making any money back. This time he wants these guys to lose more than they gain.

Although he couldn't follow the owner to fight on the battlefield, wasn't the current battlefield also another battlefield?
He, Gong Mao, was now wielding an invisible sharp blade, frantically harvesting the Dao fish in the pockets of his enemies, both overt and covert.

The prerequisite is that Lu Ye can really win this life-and-death battle!
In the death arena, Lingyan raised his head, his eyes full of anger.

He was a Hedao, but he was actually injured by a Rongdao, and under the watchful eyes of everyone. How could he deal with this?

When people talk about him in the future, won't they all add the phrase "the He Dao who was hurt by Rong Dao"? If this continues, will his reputation still be there?

Besides being angry, he was even more frightened. This unknown person in front of him was indeed quite capable. No wonder he had made a name for himself before.

I can't understand why a person of Rong Dao can be so strong? And this is only the eighth level of Rong Dao. No wonder he was able to kill the ninth level with the sixth level and the peak with the seventh level.

Quickly calming his thoughts, Lingyan raised his hand and pressed the hilt of the sword. The moment the sword was drawn, the sword light was like a dragon, and man and sword became one, turning into a stream of light that shot towards Lu Ye.

Just as Lu Ye expected, he started to get serious and did not hold back at all when he attacked.

Because he wanted to win the battle quickly and defeat the opponent in a fair and just manner, so as to live up to his status as a Taoist.

Seeing this, Lu Ye's eyes lit up, knowing that his provocation just now had an effect, and this was exactly what he wanted to see.

The long sword suddenly swept across, and a bright light in front turned into a sword that was a foot long, covering the void in front.

The sword light fell into the knife's length without slowing down at all. At the same time the knife's length was broken, Lingyan had already approached with the sword in hand. Under the sword curtain, Lu Ye's eyes were suddenly filled with sword shadows.

He positioned himself and slashed out with his sword.

The sword curtain suddenly disappeared, and the spiritual eyes had swept to the distance. Lu Ye was still standing there, and his clothes suddenly tore into countless holes. Blood filled out, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a bloody man.

In the spectator venues everywhere, because of the fighting methods, the spectators could not see Lu Ye's face clearly, and even his figure seemed blurry, but they could still tell whether Lu Ye was injured or not.

Seeing Lu Ye covered in blood, the spectators burst into cheers.

Before, when Lingyan was injured by Lu Ye, their hearts sank. But now, seeing Lingyan showing its power, they finally felt relieved.

Now it seems that the main reason why Lingyan was injured was because he was too careless. Once Lingyan gets serious, Wumingke will definitely not be his opponent.

Lingyan was very dissatisfied with his performance. He had just tried to take Lu Ye's life, but ended up only causing him some minor injuries.

He had already used all his strength, but in that brief contact just now, he felt that his opponent's strength was not much different from his own.

This is incredible. The other party is only at the eighth level of Rong Dao, how could he have such a powerful foundation?

For a moment he suspected that the fighting battlefield was a fraud. In other places in the inner world, he could easily tell whether a cultivator had achieved the He Dao or not, because once they started fighting, the performances of the He Dao and the Rong Dao would be different.

But here, there is no way to distinguish the performance of Hedao and Rongdao, because no one shows any signs of using leverage.

Lu Ye didn't give him any time to think, and the moment he stopped, he had already rushed away.

The two sides fought for two rounds, each winning and losing, but this is not a reflection of each other's true strength.

In the first round, Lu Ye just wanted to provoke the opponent, but in the second round, he wanted to find out the opponent's background so that it would be easier to adjust his own strength.

Now that I have almost figured it out, of course I can go ahead and do what I want.

"Looking for death!" Seeing that Lu Ye actually took the initiative to kill him, Lingyan shouted loudly and rushed forward. In an instant, the two figures fought in a ball and the fight was very fierce.

This was the real confrontation, and Lingyan was certain of one thing, that is, the opponent was weaker than himself, but only to a limited extent, so his first palm failed to break his protective power, because he did not intend to use his full strength at that time.

Feeling the true abilities of the human race in front of him, Lingyan calmed down a lot. In this situation, he only needed to play steadily and steadily to win the final victory. As for the talk of a quick victory before the war, he had forgotten about it.

When dealing with an enemy who is only slightly weaker than you, don't even think about a quick victory, as that will only lead to your defeat.

In the death arena, two figures were entangled and moving, swords were constantly colliding, and the power of Tao was unleashed.

This scene stunned all the spectators.

Many spectators had witnessed the first two fatal fights of the Nameless Guest with their own eyes. Even those who had not seen it with their own eyes had recently taken pictures to study.

In those two fatal fights, Wumingke's opponent was only Rongdao. He fought extremely hard, but always won miserably.

Now this scene has happened again!
Just like in the previous two battles, the Nameless Guest was always at a slight disadvantage, because when their bodies collided, blood kept spurting out of his body, which undoubtedly showed that he was constantly injured.

On the other hand, Lingyan changed his previous impatience and disdain, and was extremely serious in both expression and fighting. He really regarded his opponent as someone on the same level, without any carelessness or underestimation of the enemy.

But even so, he also had signs of injury. Of course, the frequency of his injuries was not as high as that of the Nameless Guest, but every time he was injured, the Nameless Guest would certainly not be better off.

If the situation continues like this, the most likely winner will be Lingyan.

But when the spectators thought about how the Nameless Guest won the previous two fights, they couldn't help feeling uneasy, because in those two fights, his opponent was also always in the upper hand, but as the fight went on, the Taoist soldiers were somehow broken, which gave the Nameless Guest the opportunity to seize the opportunity and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

Once is a coincidence, but twice?

What about this time?
The spectators who were betting on the Spirit Eye suddenly felt uneasy. The same thing wouldn't happen three times, right? (End of this chapter)