saint of humanity

Sparks flew everywhere, Lu Ye felt his arm shaking violently, and his eyelids suddenly narrowed.

The city lord is not lying to me. This Jiao is indeed stronger than I am right now, and much stronger!
Because at this moment he has activated his holiness, which has suppressed Jiao's blood to a certain extent, but the power fed back from the opponent's short blade is still extremely powerful. The key is the physical strength. Because of the gap in cultivation level and physical body, he is obviously inferior to him.

"A treasure, a treasure, Lu Ye, this is a treasure!" Liao's voice sounded excitedly beside his ears.

Since the beginning of this battle, it has felt the aura of many treasures. To it, this is like a cat encountering the smell of fish. However, neither it nor Lu Ye has any way of judging where those treasures are or who holds them, so naturally they have no way to target them.

And even if the location of the attribute treasure is determined, it is hard to say how strong the person is. Someone like Heixue is likely to be carrying an attribute treasure, but how can Lu Ye be his opponent?
Now it seems that this Jiao's Taoist soldier is also a treasure.

The instantaneous collision made Liao certain of this.

Lu Ye turned a deaf ear to it, because since Jiao was the son of Xing Yuan, how could he not have a special treasure? Moreover, he had not just one but two special short blades!

The blade he was holding was a golden short blade, and a silver short blade suddenly appeared in his other hand. At first glance, the two short blades were almost identical, except for the difference in the front and back shapes.

The silver short blade cut towards Lu Ye's lower abdomen with lightning speed!

Lu Ye's hair stood on end. At this moment he only had two choices. One was to continue to attack Jiao and chop off his head. The other was to retreat and avoid Jiao's attack.

The power of Tao surged like a tide, and Lu Ye's right arm holding the knife vibrated violently and slightly, and every vibration was a full outburst of his own strength.

Shake the knife!

How could he miss such a godsend opportunity!

Blood spurted out, and the flesh on Lu Ye's arm was torn apart. He felt the pain, but he was completely unaware of it.

This attack caught Jiao off guard. His pupils shrank, and he felt the enemy's power coming at him in wave after wave like a tide, and he was unable to resist for a moment.

The golden short blade was pressed down, and the sharp edge was against his neck. Lu Ye was full of momentum and chopped it down fiercely!

But the next moment, Lu Ye frowned. The expected scene of chopping off Jiao's head did not happen. He clearly felt that the Panshan Knife encountered a huge obstacle when cutting into the opponent's cervical vertebra. Even with the sharpness of the Panshan Knife, it was unable to cut through that kind of obstacle.

There was a pain in his lower abdomen, which turned out to be Jiao's counterattack. The silver short blade was also a treasure, so its sharpness was needless to say. Moreover, Jiao's strength at this moment was much stronger than Lu Ye's.

When the two sides attacked each other fiercely, there was no defense at all.

The short blade almost ripped open Lu Ye's entire stomach, but fortunately he realized something was wrong and retracted his body slightly.

The next moment, a golden light rapidly enlarged in the field of vision. It turned out that Na Jiao pulled out the golden short blade under the blade and stabbed it towards Lu Ye's face.

He had apparently completely given up on protecting himself, relying only on the strength of his own cervical vertebrae to block the blade, hoping to take advantage of the situation and kill the powerful enemy with one blow.

This is a life-and-death fight, and if he dares to do this, it means he is sure that Lu Ye cannot cut off his head.

Faced with such a brutal attack, Lu Ye had no choice but to retreat.

He stood still, raised his hand and wiped his waist and abdomen, and the flesh tightened to seal the wound.

When he looked up again, he saw blood gushing out from Jiao's neck, staining his lower body red. But in this moment of delay, he had "pulled" half of his body free from the restraints.

He finally stood in Lu Ye's chessboard, shook his head slightly, and blood gushed out like a fountain...

Jiao was stunned for a moment. Originally, he also wanted to use his own strength to seal the wound like Lu Ye did. It would be a very easy thing for him. However, he didn't expect that at this moment there was an extremely strange force lingering around the wound, which made it impossible for him to do it.

This makes his head shaking movements look stupid...

"You're quite capable!" Jiao nodded slightly and showed an approving expression to Lu Ye, but almost at the same time he opened his mouth to speak, he turned into a beam of blood and rushed to Lu Ye.

Heizi's turn has begun. It took him three breaths to reach Lu Ye from his position, so he only has seventeen breaths to fight with Lu Ye. If he cannot kill the enemy within seventeen breaths, he will have to wait until the next round because the enemy will definitely run away.

He certainly wouldn't waste precious time.

The attack came suddenly, and a golden light rapidly enlarged in Lu Ye's vision, almost occupying all the light.

How could Lu Ye dare to be negligent? He swung his long sword diagonally and narrowly blocked the attack, but the short blade in the opponent's other hand had already attacked from below.

He blocked hastily, turning the Panshan Knife into a knife shadow.

Jiao's attack was extremely fast, so Lu Ye had to respond quickly. However, such a response was a huge burden for him at the moment.

After using the vibrating sword, his right arm was torn into pieces and he had no time to recover.

It is true that at his current level, it is not difficult to recover from physical injuries, but it will take some time after all. Jiao saw this and would not give him a chance.

After repeated collisions, Lu Ye's body kept retreating backwards. He could not exert his full strength because of his injuries. The tear on his right arm kept recovering and tearing again.

What made Lu Ye most uncomfortable was that he was no match for Jiao in the competition of Taoist power.

The Hedaos can borrow forces to unleash strength far beyond their own foundation, and as the son of Xingyuan, Jiao's affinity for Xingyuan's aura and Dao power is even higher than that of ordinary Hedaos. So even if he has the same foundation as a certain Hedao, the external force he can borrow is more and stronger than that of the other person.

This is the biggest advantage that the Son of Xingyuan has after being promoted to Hedao.

Lu Ye’s current cultivation level of Rong Dao meant he couldn’t enjoy this advantage, but at this moment he experienced it personally.

"That's it, that's it, hahahaha!" Liao laughed madly. The life-and-death fight between its own weapon master and the enemy was exactly what it desired most. And every time it collided with the opponent's treasure, it could devour a little mystery from it.

So as long as Lu Ye can persist, it can devour all the mysteries in the Jiao treasure. At that time, Jiao will definitely be defeated, just like the enemies in the battlefield before, and it can use this to get through its second hurdle!

Amid the roar of the 獠, Lu Ye was covered in blood.

Jiao's attack was too fast, with both blades firing at the same time. Lu Ye could only block seven or eight out of ten strikes, and the rest all hit him.

In just a few breaths, there was almost no intact part of Lu Ye's body. The most serious injury was located at the cervical spine. At this moment, the blood and flesh were rolling, and it looked extremely tragic. (End of this chapter)