If he knew that Huo Liaoyuan thought the same way before he died, he wouldn't be so relaxed.

Pei Ran Mo Yu's power suddenly struck, under the black cat's face, Ying Wuji's expression changed immediately.

At this moment, he felt that what he was facing was not a fifth-level realm at all, but a strong man who was evenly matched with him!

He couldn't help but leaned back a bit, and the short knife that stabbed Lu Ye's throat also missed his aim.

He quickly stabilized his body, but Lu Ye's second knife had already fallen.

Fighting between monks, especially this kind of close-to-hand combat, often leads to a situation where one careless will lose everything.

Ying Wuji paid the price for his carelessness at this moment.

When the second knife fell, the strength was heavier than the first knife, Ying Wuji's arm holding the short blade was numb, and his body leaned back again, this time even took a few steps back.

Followed by the third knife, the fourth knife...

There was a tinkling sound, and every time there was a sound, Ying Wuji had to take a few steps back. He who used to parry with only a short blade had turned into a double blade.

His arms went numb, his tiger's mouth cracked, and Ying Wuji's heart sank to the bottom of the valley!

If he was in his prime, he would naturally not be in such a mess, but when he sneaked into the spiritual land before, he was injured by several explosion circles, and then he was forced to use a secret technique to escape. The strength that can be displayed is less than half of the peak!

But even if it only has half the strength, it should be more than enough to deal with a fifth-level realm.

But... is this the strength that he can display at the fifth level?

In a haste, after five knives were fought, Ying Wuji was already icy cold. At this moment, he leaned back uncontrollably, and the middle door opened wide.

In the field of vision, a long knife stabbed straight towards him.

Can't escape, can't avoid.

The injuries he suffered in Huitian Valley and the cost of activating the secret technique made his reaction speed much slower, and he was powerless to resist this blow.

During the confrontation on the first day of junior high school, Ying Wuji was shocked by the strength Lu Ye showed, and felt that he could fight him evenly.

But in just two breaths, the self-righteous closeness turned into a full-scale crush...

He frenziedly stimulated the spiritual power to protect his body, and watched as the long knife pierced his chest, a gleam of light erupted from the pitch-black blade, and there were complex and intricate patterns that flashed away.

Blessed by double-edged sharp spirit patterns!

The already disordered spiritual power could not provide him with too much protection in a hurry, under this knife, the protective spiritual power was directly broken, and the Panshan knife stabbed Ying Wuji's chest.

Lu Ye raised his eyebrows. At the moment when the blade stabbed the opponent, he felt that there seemed to be something blocking the advance of the long knife on the opponent's chest, and there was a soft ding.

This ghost with a black cat face is wearing a treasure like a heart mirror.

"Pfft..." With the help of the force of the impact, Ying Wuji's figure burst back, and a mouthful of reverse blood couldn't help but spurt out. It wasn't because he was injured by Lu Ye, but because he was already injured.

Quickly pulling away a few feet, Ying Wuji didn't have any more thoughts about Lu Ye, turned around and rose from the sky.

Lu Ye had already chased him up, but he only took a step forward when he saw a layer of blood-red mist covering Ying Wuji's body flying up into the air, as if all the blood in his body was boiling and evaporating, turning into a red light and going away.

That speed is so fast that even Lu Ye can't beat the flying wings!

Another secret technique. JrNovels.com