Mars flew everywhere, and Lu Ye felt his arms tremble, and his eyes suddenly shrank.
The city lord is really not to deceive me. This Jiao is indeed stronger than himself now, and much stronger!
Because he had activated his holy nature at this moment, he had a certain degree of blood suppression on Jiao, but the power fed back from the opponent's short blade was still extremely powerful. The key was the physical strength, because of the difference between his cultivation level and physical body, he was obviously not as good as that.
"Treasures are treasures, Lu Ye, this is treasures!" Liang's voice sounded excitedly in his ears.
Since the beginning of this war, it has felt the breath of many treasures. To it, it is like a cat encountering the smell of fish, but neither Lu Ye can tell where those treasures are and who hold them, so naturally there is no way to target them.
Moreover, even if the position of the treasure is determined, it is hard to say whether the strength of the treasure is strong or weak. Like Black Blood, it is likely that he is pregnant with the treasure, but how could Lu Ye be his opponent?
Now, this yao Taoist soldier is also a treasure.
The instant collision made Liao confirm this.
Lu Ye turned a blind eye because Jiao was the son of Xingyuan, how could he not have a treasure? Moreover, his treasure short blade was not only one, but two!
What he held Lu Ye's blade was a golden short blade, and a silver short blade suddenly appeared on his other hand. At first glance, the two short blades were almost exactly the same, but there was a difference in shape.
The silver short blade cuts into Lu Ye’s lower abdomen with lightning speed!
Lu Ye's hair was standing on his back. At this moment, he had only two choices. One was to continue to apply it to Jiao and cut off his head, and the other was to force him to retreat and avoid Jiao's attack.
The Taoist power surged like a tide, and Lu Ye's right arm holding the knife was even more violent and slightly shocked. Each oscillation was the entire explosion of his own strength.
Vibrate the knife!
How could he miss such a god-given opportunity?
Blood flew, and the flesh and blood on Lu Ye's arm torn apart, and the pain came, but he was unaware of it.
This can be said to have caught Jiao off guard. His pupils shrank, and he felt that the enemy's power was coming wave after wave like a tide. He was a little unable to resist it for a moment.
The golden short blade was pressed down, and the sharp blade pressed against his neck. Lu Ye was as powerful as a rainbow and slashed down hard!
But the next moment, Lu Ye frowned, and the expected scene of cutting off Jiao's head directly did not appear. He clearly felt that the Panshan Knife encountered a great obstacle when cutting into the other party's neck bone. That kind of obstacle could not be cut open even with the sharpness of Panshan Knife.
A pain in his lower abdomen, but Jiao fought back. The silver short blade was also a treasure, so there was no need to say much about the sharpness, and Jiao's strength was much stronger than Lu Ye at this moment.
When both sides attacked fiercely, they did not defend at all.
The short blade almost broke Lu Ye's entire stomach. Fortunately, he noticed something was wrong and slightly lowered his body.
The next moment, a golden light suddenly magnified in view, and it turned out that Jiao pulled out the short golden blade under the blade and stabbed towards the door of Lu Ye's face.
He had completely given up his protection and only relied on the strength of his own neck to resist the blade, hoping to kill powerful enemies with one blow.
This is a fighting style of fighting with life. If he dares to do this, it means he is sure that Lu Ye can't cut off his head.
Faced with such a brutal blow, Lu Ye had no choice but to retreat.
Standing firmly, raising your hand to touch the waist and abdomen, tightening the flesh and blood to block the wound.
When he looked up again, blood flowed from Jiao's neck, pouring blood on his lower body a bit red. However, for this moment, he had already "pulled" half of his body out of the constraints.
He finally stood in Lu Ye's chess grid, shook his head slightly, and blood gushed out like a fountain...
Jiao was stunned for a moment. Originally, he wanted to activate his own strength to block the wound like Lu Ye. This was a very easy thing for him. Unexpectedly, there was an extremely strange force lingering in the wound at this moment, which made him unable to do so.
This caused him to look stupid when shaking his head...
"It's quite a bit capable!" Jiao nodded slightly and showed a compliment to Lu Ye, but almost as he spoke, he had turned into a blood light and rushed to Lu Ye.
Heizi's round has begun. He arrived at Lu Ye from his position and took three breaths, so he only had seventeen breaths to compete with Lu Ye. If he couldn't kill the enemy within seventeen breaths, he would have to wait until the next round, because the enemy would definitely run away.
Of course he won't waste precious time.
The sudden attack came, and a little golden light suddenly magnified in Lu Ye's vision, occupying almost all the light.
How dare Lu Ye be negligent? He slashed out with a long sword and narrowly blocked the attack again. However, the short blade on the other hand of the opponent had already attacked from below.
He hastily blocked the Panshan Knife into a shadow.
Jiao's offensive was extremely fast, and Lu Ye had to deal with it quickly, but such response was a huge burden for him at this moment.
Because after using the vibration knife, his right arm was torn apart and he had no time to recover.
It is true that if he is in his current state, it is not troublesome to recover from physical injuries, but it will take some time after all. Jiao saw this and could not give him a chance.
After repeated collisions, Lu Ye's body kept retreating, and his strength was difficult to fully exert due to injuries. The tearing on his right arm continued to resume and tear.
What made Lu Ye the most uncomfortable was that he was not Jiao's opponent in the competition of Taoism.
The Taoists can leverage their strength to exert their strength far beyond their own foundation. As the son of Xingyuan, Jiao has affinity for the aura of Xingyuan and Taoist power more than the general Taoist power. Therefore, even if he has the same foundation as a Taoist, the external force he can borrow is more and stronger than others.
This is the biggest advantage of the Son of Xingyuan after being promoted to Hedao.
Lu Ye’s current cultivation level of Taoism cannot enjoy this advantage, but he has experienced it personally at this moment.
"That's it, that's it, hahaha!" Liao laughed wildly. The battle between his own soldiers and the enemy was exactly what he wanted very much, and every time he collided with the other party's treasure, it could swallow a little mystery from it.
So as long as Lu Ye can continue, it can swallow the mystery of the Jiao Treasure. By then, Jiao will be defeated, just like the enemies on the battlefield before, and it can overcome its second hurdle with this!
As Fang shouted, Lu Ye was covered in blood.
Jiao's attack was too fast, and he fired both blades at the same time. Lu Ye could only block seven or eight attacks in ten attacks, and the rest were all slashed on him.
In just a few breaths, Lu Ye had almost no intact. The most serious injury was located at the neck bone. At this moment, the flesh and blood were rolling around and looked extremely tragic.