Pang Wanhai was a little dissatisfied with Sect Master Xiong Tie Shan's previous arrangement.
For a cultivator like him who had spent his entire life cultivating the saber technique, what he yearned for the most was to be able to have a great battle with a powerhouse of equal strength. It would be best if it was a powerhouse who had also cultivated the saber technique. Such a life-and-death battle might be able to bring his saber technique to the next level.
In the entire Feng Province, Ye Ying was undoubtedly the best candidate.
When they planned to ambush Ye Ying, Pang Wanhai took the initiative to volunteer, but was rejected by Xiong Tie Shan.
Of course, he knew why Xiong Tie Shan rejected him. He was afraid that he would gain something from fighting Ye Ying. Moreover, in Xiong Tie Shan's opinion, a secret technique like the Tyrant Saber Art must have been kept by Ye Ying. Pang Wanhai was interested in the Tyrant Saber Art, and so was Xiong Tie Shan.
Whoever could kill Ye Ying would have the opportunity to obtain the secret technique.
Xiong Tie Shan was the Sect Master, and Pang Wanhai was only the Vice Sect Master. Although Pang Wanhai was dissatisfied with the Sect Master's words, he could only obey.
But the result was that the secret technique of the Tyrant Saber Art was not carried by Ye Ying. Instead, it was left in the Tyrant Saber Manor and eventually fell into Pang Wanhai's hands.
This was also the reason why Pang Wanhai had been staying in the Tyrant Saber Manor for the past few days and did not return to the Divine Will Sect. If he returned, he would definitely lose the secret technique.
He wanted to study it for a few more days …
By chance, he had obtained the secret technique, but it was a pity that he could not fight with a saber master like Ye Ying.
But he did not expect that in addition to Ye Ying, the sixth son of the Tyrant Saber Manor was also so strong.
This made him feel happy.
Seeing Ye Xiong defeated, Pang Wanhai raised his saber and pointed, his fighting spirit bursting, "Little brat, take three slashes and I'll spare your life!"
After seeing Lu Ye's strength with his own eyes, Pang Wanhai was not arrogant enough to think that he could kill him with three slashes. But Lu Ye had just fought a great battle and was injured. It was clear how much of his strength he could use, which gave him full confidence.
Moreover, even if he did not die after taking three slashes, so what? It would be too naïve of him to believe what he said.
If a casual sentence could make his opponent believe it, then Ye Liu was not a threat at all.
He had not used his killing move, but his verbal attack.
As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Wanhai leapt forward, his Spirit Qi surging, his Ninth Order Cloud River Realm cultivation clearly displayed.
Then, he saw Lu Ye suddenly float backwards. A small flag had appeared in his hand at some point, and he gently waved it …
This is …
Pang Wanhai's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately sensed that something was wrong.
By the time he wanted to retreat, it was already too late.
A layer of light that was visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared out of thin air, like a transparent bowl that covered him completely.
"Formation!" Pang Wanhai's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Ye Liu could actually set up a formation? Furthermore, it was obvious that he had come prepared!
Oh no …
When Lu Ye was waiting here, he wasn't just doing nothing. Although he was quite strong now, he wouldn't underestimate the strength of his enemies.
While waiting, he had already set up many formations in the small courtyard.
Ye Xiong and Pang Wanhai, these two weapon cultivators, knew nothing about arrays, so they didn't notice anything strange around them.
When fighting Ye Xiong, Lu Ye didn't activate the power of the array because Ye Xiong didn't pose much of a threat to him.
At this moment, it was perfect to deal with Pang Wanhai.
Although he also wanted to fight a Ninth Order cultivator to test his current strength, this was obviously not a good time.
Using the array to deal with him was the best choice.
Pang Wanhai's reaction was extremely fast. When he realized that something was wrong, he wanted to escape, but the array had already been set up. Even if he was a Ninth Order cultivator, there was no way he could directly rush out of the range of the array. He slammed into the transparent light curtain, causing it to ripple.
The array flag in Lu Ye's hand suddenly waved down.
In the next moment, many Killing Arrays erupted inside the light curtain.
For a moment, lightning bolts swam like snakes, golden arcs of lightning raged, and pillars of fire erupted like dragons. The Spirit Energy in the area was chaotic, and the momentum was terrifying.
Finally, with a violent explosion, a huge flame soared into the sky.
Before the trip to the Hundred Array Tower, Lu Ye couldn't arrange such a compound Spirit Array. At the very least, there was no way to embed so many Spirit Arrays in such a small area. However, the trip to the Hundred Array Tower had greatly increased his attainments in the Dao of Arrays, so it wasn't difficult for him to do this.
The powerful impact caused the light curtain of the array to collapse.
Amidst the soaring flames, a figure suddenly dashed out and fled without looking back.
It was Pang Wanhai. In such a small space, he had withstood the power of so many Killing Arrays and had not died yet.
However, compared to his majestic appearance, he could be said to be in an extremely sorry state at this moment.
His clothes were ragged, his face was pitch black, and his body was covered in countless injuries. Blood was flowing out, and even his Ninth Order Cloud River Realm aura was extremely weak.
With such injuries, although he wasn't dead, he was still seriously injured.
There was only one thought surging in his mind.
[This smelly brat doesn't care about martial ethics. Shouldn't a dignified Weapon Cultivator fight in close combat with the enemy? Why is he playing with Spirit Arrays? Is this something a Weapon Cultivator should play with?]
Weapon Cultivators were known for their stubbornness. Such an existence had nothing to do with Spirit Arrays.
He had never heard of the Ye Family's Sixth Brother being proficient in the Dao of Arrays.
[Run!] Pang Wanhai hurriedly fled this place. In his current state, it was not suitable for him to fight.
Although he was seriously injured, Pang Wanhai's heart was filled with only resentment, not fear. With his speed, a Sixth Order cultivator would never be able to catch up to him. As long as he survived this disaster, he would repay this humiliation a thousand times over.
Just as he was thinking this though, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine as he perceived a sharp aura approaching him at an extremely fast speed.
Pang Wanhai turned his head and his pupils shrank.
[How is this possible!?]
[How can this Sixth Master Ye be so fast!?]
[Also, what's with that pair of fiery red wings?]
Before Pang Wanhai could figure out what was going on, a bright saber light spread out in his field of vision.
Pang Wanhai grit his teeth and turned around to raise his saber.
* Hong … *
In a violent collision, Lu Ye's pursuing figure paused slightly while Pang Wanhai's body fell like a meteor from the sky.
Lu Ye's wings flapped behind him and followed him like a shadow.
[I'm determined to kill him!]
After a short while, Lu Ye walked out of the ruins, gently swinging the Mountain Saber in his hand before sheathing it.
Behind him, Pang Wanhai was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes still filled with shock and disbelief. The aura on his body had completely dissipated.
He had never imagined that he would die here.
Not long ago, he had been excitedly comprehending the Tyrant Saber Technique …
In a small courtyard, inside a protective array, a young girl with a figure somewhat similar to Ye Liu Li stood. Although her face was pale, her eyes were bright.
Thanks to the protective array, the aftermath of the previous battle had not hurt her. Even if the house she was in collapsed, it was blocked by the protective array's light curtain.
She had never cultivated before, so she did not know how dangerous the previous battle had been, but she had seen Lu Ye beat Ye Xiong like a dead dog and saw the majestic Pang Wanhai flee, his fate unknown.
[It turns out that the Sixth Young Master is so powerful!]
The thick dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the bright moonlight poured down, just like the young girl's mood at the moment. No one would bully her again.
The battle here had erupted suddenly and ended quickly.
The battle between Lu Ye and Ye Xiong had only lasted for twenty breaths of time, and Pang Wanhai had been killed in about the same time.
Therefore, only now did the other cultivators in the villa hear the commotion and come over.
They looked up and saw Pang Wanhai's kneeling corpse and Ye Xiong, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his essence, Qi, and spirit drained, as if he had suddenly aged many years.
They also saw a figure that should not have appeared here.
"Sixth Young Master …" someone murmured.
These cultivators who had rushed over could be considered the disciples of the Tyrant Saber Villa.
Although the Tyrant Saber Villa was a family-like force, the Ye Family alone could not support such a huge family business, so Ye Ying and Ye Xiong had taken in many disciples over the years.
When the Tyrant Saber Villa had been breached, many people had died in battle, some had fled, and many had survived.
Those who remained in the Tyrant Saber Villa were basically those who obeyed Ye Xiong.
However, although these people had cultivation, only a few of them were in the Cloud River Realm, and their cultivation was not high.
At this moment, these disciples who had rushed over looked at Lu Ye and Ye Xiong lying on the ground with complicated expressions.
When the Tyrant Saber Villa had been breached, many of them did not know what had happened. Only when the dust had settled did they realize something.
In any case, colluding with outsiders was not something to be proud of. In these few days, many of the surviving disciples had been suffering in their hearts, and only felt that the road ahead was bleak.
The fact that something like this had happened tonight made them feel even more confused.
"Kill him …" A weak voice sounded. It was Ye Xiong lying on the ground. "Kill him quickly!"
Ye Xiong had used all his strength to wield the Tyrant Saber. At this moment, he was truly a lamp without oil. Pang Wanhai, who he had relied on, was also dead. If he wanted to live, he could only rely on these disciples.
Although these disciples were not outstanding, if they swarmed together, they might have a chance.
No one moved.
Not to mention that Pang Wanhai's death had shocked them greatly, Lu Ye's identity as the Sixth Young Master made them unable to do anything.
After a while, a disciple clasped his fists and bowed to Lu Ye. "Sixth Young Master, take care!"
Saying so, he turned around and left.
Attacking Lu Ye was absolutely impossible, but it was not good for him to stay. After thinking about it, he decided to leave.
After the Tyrant Saber Villa had experienced such an incident, it was hard to say whether the Tyrant Saber Villa would still exist in the Feng Province in the future.
Some people took the lead, while others followed.
The hesitant disciples saw that Lu Ye did not have the slightest intention to persuade them to stay. They knew that even if they stayed, they would not be welcomed in the future, so they all left.
In a moment, the cultivators who had come here had all left.
Only Ye Xiong's unwilling and powerless roar echoed in the night sky. (To be continued)
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