With a flash of saber light, Lu Ye slashed down again. Senior Brother Zhou raised his sword to block. If it were before, he would definitely stab his opponent's saber hand as he was confident he could injure him before the saber came down.
But now, he didn't dare because he knew it was useless. The other party wouldn't back down in the slightest. Even if he was stabbed, the saber would still come down.
This saber was blocked by his long sword, but the huge force behind it caused him to lose his balance. Lu Ye raised his foot and kicked Senior Brother Zhou's bloody thigh.
This was one of the first injuries Lu Ye had inflicted on him, and it was extremely deep.
Senior Brother Zhou screamed as he lost his balance and was kicked to the ground, but he still managed to cut a long wound on Lu Ye's calf with his sword.
Lu Ye didn't seem to feel any pain and rushed up again, the long saber in his hand swirling with light as he slashed it towards Senior Brother Zhou's head.
* Dang dang dang … *
The sound of weapons colliding rang out as Lu Ye's slashes were blocked by Senior Brother Zhou one after another. At a certain moment, with a crisp crack, the long sword in Senior Brother Zhou's hand broke, leaving only a half-foot long sword blade …
Long swords weren't suitable for slashing, so Lu Ye switched to using a long saber. Even if Senior Brother Zhou's long sword was of better quality, it couldn't withstand such a blow.
The loss of his weapon was undoubtedly bad news for Senior Brother Zhou.
Looking up, he saw Lu Ye's saber coming down, and he no longer had the capital to resist.
A moment later, Lu Ye stood in place, covered in blood, his saber-wielding right hand trembling violently. The massive loss of blood had made his face pale.
In front of him, Senior Brother Zhou lay in a pool of blood, his body twitching and his mouth filled with blood as he coughed from time to time. The golden light that originally covered his body had long been shattered by Lu Ye's saber. There were deep wounds on his body, the most serious of which was on his neck, where the saber had almost beheaded him.
He hadn't died yet. The vitality of a Fifth Order Spirit Stream Realm cultivator was very tenacious, but he had no strength to resist. Lu Ye raised the long saber in his hand and stabbed forward.
The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh rang out, and Senior Brother Zhou twitched violently for a moment before falling silent.
Seeing a red light drift out from the back of his opponent's hand, Lu Ye completely relaxed.
He won!
To be honest, the reason why Lu Ye was able to win this battle was because he had killed an old master with a flurry of punches. Senior Brother Zhou's cultivation and skills were far superior to Lu Ye's, but he had probably never fought with someone like this before. Other than protecting two vital points, his opponent didn't defend at all. His extremely sharp saber was constantly slashing at his opponent, as if it was a battle of life and death. As a result, his own cultivation and skills were completely useless.
The long saber in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Then, his body staggered and fell backwards.
"Lu Ye!" Yiyi's cries rang out. She rushed behind him in time and used her petite body to prop him up, allowing Lu Ye to slowly slide to the ground.
Hu Po also staggered over and went up to Lu Ye, nudging him with his big head.
Lu Ye gasped for breath. The wound in his right chest made it difficult for him to breathe. His lungs were numb. He struggled to take out two healing pills from his storage bag and swallowed them, silently sensing his condition.
It was terrible. There were all kinds of penetrating wounds on his body, and there were no less than twenty wounds of various sizes. Although the healing pills were useful, they weren't enough to heal such serious injuries.
He only had about ten percent of his spiritual power left. This short battle had consumed too much of his spiritual power. He secretly rejoiced that he had only activated two defensive spirit tattoos to protect his vital points. If he had activated one more, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on until the end.
Yiyi looked at him anxiously from the side. She wanted to help but didn't know where to start.
Lu Ye's hands trembled as he took out a new set of clothes from his storage bag. Panting, he said, "Bandage my wounds …"
Yiyi hurriedly reached out and tore the clothes into strips, bandaging Lu Ye's wounds one by one. She had obviously never done such a thing before, and the bandaging was a mess, but at least it had some effect of stopping the bleeding.
"Take me away. We can't stay here for long." Lu Ye's aura was much weaker, as if he could faint at any time. Although Senior Brother Zhou hadn't been able to send out any messages until his death, the previous battle had caused quite a commotion. It was very likely that it would attract nearby cultivators.
Moreover, there were many demonic beasts and ferocious beasts in this forest. The smell of blood would attract them.
Yiyi nodded and gave Hu Po an order. Hu Po immediately bent down and waited for Yiyi to carry Lu Ye onto the tiger's back before getting up.
Yiyi picked up the long saber that Lu Ye had dropped on the ground, then ran out to collect the small bell spirit tool and the storage bags of Senior Brother Zhou and the others.
Lying on the tiger's back, Lu Ye saw this and felt gratified.
Not letting go of any spoils of war. What a fine and beautiful tradition this was …
"Lu Ye, where are we going?" Yiyi asked.
Lu Ye raised his hand and pointed in a direction. Hu Po immediately rushed out. Yiyi also sat on the tiger's back, supporting Lu Ye's body to prevent him from falling.
The scenery around them kept receding, and Lu Ye's consciousness became more and more blurry. He felt that he would soon faint. Yiyi didn't know how to save people. If he fainted, the two healing pills he had taken before might not be of much use. He might even die.
Therefore, the most important thing right now was to find someone to save him.
The image of a soft-spoken beauty immediately appeared in his mind. It was now the latter half of the night, and there were only a little more than two hours until daybreak. If Hu Po was a little faster, he should be able to catch up.
"A hundred miles away, Ying Mountain, find Hua Ci!" Lu Ye finally took out the Ten Points Map from his storage bag and handed it to Yiyi. After he finished speaking, he completely fainted.
Yiyi didn't know who Hua Ci was, but since Lu Ye said so, she could only do as she was told.
With one hand supporting Lu Ye, she used the other to check the Ten Points Map. After confirming the location of Ying Mountain, she led Hu Po in that direction.
… …
A carriage was traveling on the road. Its destination was Tassel Square. The driver was Kong Niu, and inside the carriage was Hua Ci. This kind of life had been going on for a long time. If there were no accidents, Hua Ci would go to Tassel Square every day to treat the injured cultivators.
Inside the carriage, she seemed to be thinking about something. Her gaze was absent-minded, and she would occasionally smile, as if she was recalling something fun.
Suddenly, she lowered her head and looked at the back of her right hand. Someone had sent her a message, and only a few people from the Scattered Wanderers Society could contact her.
After some checking, Hua Ci suddenly jumped out of the carriage.
Kong Niu, who was driving the carriage, sensed the movement and quickly reined in the horse. When he turned his head to look, he saw that Hua Ci had already returned to the way they came. From afar, he heard a voice saying, "We won't go out of the market today. You should come back too."
"Oh!" Kong Niu responded and turned the carriage around. He didn't ask about the situation. To him, Hua Ci's words were orders, and he only needed to follow them. After all, his life was given to him by Hua Ci.
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