Sage of Humanity-Chapter 693 - 691: Unethical in Martial Arts

This could not help but please him.

Seeing Ye Xiong defeated, Pang Wanhai raised his saber and pointed from afar, his fighting spirit surging, "Boy, take my three strikes and I'll spare your life!"

Having personally witnessed Lu Ye's strength, Pang Wanhai certainly didn't think that three strikes would be enough to kill his opponent. However, Lu Ye had just been through a big battle and was injured; how much strength he could muster was questionable, and this gave Pang Wanhai full confidence.

Besides, what if he really did survive his three strikes? Words are just words—if you truly believe them, that would be far too naive.

If a casually spoken phrase could make the opponent take it as truth, then this Ye Liu was not worth considering at all.

Before the killing move was unleashed, the verbal assault had already begun.

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As he finished speaking, Pang Wanhai launched himself forward, his spirit force churning around him, the formidable power of a Cloud River Level 9 cultivator on full display.

Then he saw Lu Ye suddenly drift backward, wielding a small flag in his hand that appeared out of nowhere. With a light wave...

This is...

Pang Wanhai's heart skipped a beat, immediately sensing danger.

When he tried to retreat, it was already too late.

A layer of light, visible to the naked eye, suddenly materialized out of thin air, like a transparent large bowl coming down, capturing him tightly within.

"A Formation!" Pang Wanhai's eyes nearly burst with anger.

This Ye Liu could set up a formation? And he was clearly prepared!

This is bad...

While previously waiting here, Lu Ye hadn't just been idly waiting; although his strength was not bad now, he wouldn't underestimate the enemy's power.

During the wait, he had already set up many formations within this small courtyard.

Ye Xiong and Pang Wanhai, both combat cultivators, knew nothing about Arrays, failing to notice any abnormalities and discovering no clues.

When fighting Ye Xiong, Lu Ye had not activated the power of the formation, because Ye Xiong didn't pose a great threat to him.

This moment, using it against Pang Wanhai, was just the right opportunity.

While he too wished to have a battle against a Level 9 cultivator to test his current strength, this was clearly not a good time.

Using a formation to deal with him was the best choice.

Pang Wanhai reacted very quickly, attempting to flee once he realized something was wrong, but the trap formation had already been set. Even as a Level 9, he was unable to break directly out of the trapping formation's scope – he smashed against the transparent screen, rippling it intensely.

Lu Ye's hand then forcefully waved the array banner downward.

The next instant, within the trapping formation light screen, various killing arrays erupted.

Thunderbolts slithered like snakes, the Golden Arc Slash rampaged, fire pillars burst forth like dragons, and within a mere few feet, the spirit force was chaotic, and the spectacle terrifying.

Finally, with a loud explosive noise, a huge firelight shot up into the sky.

Before his time at the Hundred Arrays Pagoda, Lu Ye could not have set up such a complex combination of formations, at least not within such a confined space. But the experience in the Hundred Arrays Pagoda greatly enhanced his Array Path knowledge, making this feat no longer a difficult task.

The powerful impact caused the trapping formation light screen to collapse.

Amidst the sky-high firelight, a silhouette darted out, fleeing away without looking back.

It was Pang Wanhai, who had endured the might of many killing arrays within such a confined space, and yet had not died instantly.

However, compared to his imposing arrival, he was now in extreme disarray.

His clothing was tattered, his face blackened, covered in countless wounds from which blood flowed freely, and even his Cloud River Level 9 aura was greatly weakened.

Such injuries, though not fatal, were definitely severe.

A single thought kept swirling in his mind.

The damn kid doesn't follow the code of honor! Shouldn't a true combat cultivator engage the enemy in close combat? How come he's resorting to array setups, something a combat cultivator shouldn't dabble in?

Combat cultivators are known for their brute force approach – such beings have nothing to do with formations.

No one had ever heard that the sixth son of the Ye family was skilled in array paths.

Escape! Escape from this place quickly, his current condition was not suitable for engaging with anyone.

Despite his severe injuries, Pang Wanhai's heart harbored only resentment and poison, no fear. Given his speed, a Level 6 cultivator wouldn't dream of catching up. As long as he survived this disaster, he would repay it a thousandfold.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a chill in both body and mind. His senses detected a piercing presence approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

He turned to look back, his pupils shrinking abruptly.

How is this possible!

How could this Ye Liu have such incredible speed!

And what's with those fiery red wings?

Before he could understand, a bright saber light was already spreading out before his eyes.

Pang Wanhai gritted his teeth and turned around to raise his saber.

Boom...

The violent collision caused Lu Ye, who was in pursuit, to briefly come to a halt, while Pang Wanhai's body, like a meteorite falling from the sky, plummeted straight down.

With a flap of the wings behind him, Lu Ye followed closely after.

Determined to pursue to the bitter end!

After a short while, Lu Ye walked out of a pile of ruins, casually flicking the Boulder Mountain Saber in his hand before sheathing it.

Behind him, Pang Wanhai was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes still brimming with shock and disbelief but his aura had completely dissipated.

He never imagined that he would meet his end here.

Just a short while ago, he was enthusiastically comprehending the Tyrannical Saber Technique…

Within the courtyard, inside a protective array, the girl who bore a resemblance to Ye Liuli was as white as snow, yet her eyes were bright.

With the protective array there, the aftermath of the previous battle didn't harm her. Even though the house she was in had collapsed, it was all blocked by the light curtain of the protective array.

Having never cultivated, she was unaware of the peril of the previous battle, but she saw Lu Ye beating Ye Xiong like a dead dog, she witnessed the imposing Pang Wanhai fleeing in a sorry state, now his life and death unknown.

Her heart was exhilarated. So, Young Master Ye Liu was this powerful!

The thick clouds in the sky cleared away, bright moonlight spilled down, mirroring the girl's mood at the moment. Never again would anyone bully her.

The battle on this side erupted suddenly and ended quickly.

The confrontation between Lu Ye and Ye Xiong lasted only about twenty breaths, and Pang Wanhai's fight from start to death was about the same duration.

So it was only at this moment that the other cultivators in the villa who heard the commotion began to rush over.

One figure after another gathered around. As they looked around, they saw the corpse of Pang Wanhai kneeling on the ground, they saw Ye Xiong lying on the ground like a dead dog, his Essence Qi drained and looking many years older at once.

They also saw a figure who should never have appeared here.

"Young Master Ye Liu…" someone muttered.

These cultivators who had arrived could all be considered disciples of the Tyrannical Saber Villa.

Although the Tyrannical Saber Villa was a family-run power, a few members of the Ye family alone couldn't support such a vast enterprise, so over the years, Ye Ying and Ye Xiong had taken in quite a few disciples.

Many had died in battle when the Tyrannical Saber Villa was breached, some had fled, but many others had survived by the skin of their teeth.

Those who remained in the Tyrannical Saber Villa were basically those who were loyal to Ye Xiong.

But even if these people had cultivation, there were few in the Cloud River Realm, and their cultivation levels weren't high.

At this moment, these disciples looking at Lu Ye and Ye Xiong sprawled on the ground had mixed feelings.

When the Tyrannical Saber Villa was breached, many of them had no idea what had happened until the dust settled and they began to have some vague realizations.

No matter what, colluding with outsiders wasn't something to be proud of, and many of the surviving disciples had been tormented for days, feeling lost about their future.

The events of this night made them feel even more lost.

"Kill him…" A weak voice rang out, it was Ye Xiong lying on the ground, "Kill him quickly!"

Having exhausted all his strength performing the Tyrannical Saber, Ye Xiong was truly spent. The once-reliable Pang Wanhai was dead, and his only hope for survival was to rely on these disciples to take action.

Although these disciples weren't outstanding, if they swarmed him, perhaps there was a chance.

No one moved.

Let alone being profoundly shocked by the death of Pang Wanhai, even Ye Liu's identity as Young Master was enough to prevent them from acting.

After a good while, a disciple saluted Lu Ye with a fist and said, "Young Master Ye Liu, take care!"

As he spoke, he turned and walked away.

Acting against Lu Ye was out of the question and staying did not seem right either. After considering it, he decided it was best to leave.

Given the upheaval faced by the Tyrannical Saber Villa, it was questionable whether it would exist in Fengzhou in the future.

With someone leading the way, others followed suit.

Seeing that Lu Ye showed no sign of asking them to stay, those indecisive disciples knew they wouldn't be well-received if they stayed, so they too left one after another.

In a short while, all the cultivators who had come here had left without a trace.

Only Ye Xiong's resentful and powerless roars echoed in the night sky.