At the end of the Han Dynasty, he was the only sword saint in the world, who devoted his life to practicing swordsmanship and pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts.
This was a true peerless swordsman with extraordinary strength, and he was also the teacher of Emperor Xian of Han, Liu Xie, having taught Liu Xie for a period of time.
Such a person has probably already reached the pinnacle of human martial arts in this era.
Lu Li said no more and turned to run away.
This is the imperial palace; if he alerts the guards, he'll be exposed.
Seeing this, Wang Yue frowned and coldly shouted, "Where do you think you're going?"
After saying that, he transformed into a blur and rushed towards Lu Li.
He was incredibly fast, covering several meters in just a few breaths.
"So fast!"
Wang Yue was taken aback, not expecting this person's martial arts skills to be so high, in no way inferior to his own.
The two chased each other, and in less than half an incense stick's time, they arrived at the moat outside Luoyang City.
Wang Yue lunged forward, thrusting his sword toward Lu Li's back.
"Clang!"
The clear, crisp sound resounded through the sky.
Lu Li parried with the Heavenly Question Sword, forcing Wang Yue back. The two then separated and stared at each other.
"Who exactly are you? Why are you trespassing into the Royal Qilin Palace?" Wang Yue asked with a gloomy look in his eyes.
But Lu Li didn't answer his question. Instead, he frowned and asked, "The sword technique you just used, was it Sword Eleven?"
Wang Yue was taken aback, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
How do you know Jian Shiyi?
In the entire world today, only Wang Yue knows the Eleventh Sword Technique.
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