I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 41 Chapter 041

Sitting on the horse, Li Ye took out the scroll and looked at some abstract portraits on the scroll.

"Zhu Chongba?"

He looked around at everyone, compared the black and white portraits on the scroll, and asked the person who looked the most like him.

This scene made Zhu Chongba and the others a little confused.

As soon as "I" Chang Yuchun was about to speak, Zhu Chongba who was standing aside stopped Chang Yuchun and looked Li Ye in the eye.

"it is me."

Li Ye nodded.

"That's right."

All of a sudden, Li Ye jumped off his horse, without even looking at the other people who were about to cover him. He was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he passed through everyone's field of vision and came to Zhu Chongba's side. The sword light passed by.

The head flew up, blood spattered, and everyone was stunned.

Not only did Li Ye kill for no reason, but he was also amazed by his martial arts.

"Big brother."

Li Ye, who returned to the sheath, looked at the people attacking and ignored them, but happily listened to the system notification ringtone that hadn't appeared for a long time.

Ding.

Achievement Nine, Kingslayer, Estimated Impact, Estimated Impact, Unknown Change, Unknown Change, is being re-deduced, re-deduced.
After that, there was no more sound, and Li Ye felt that the bet was right because there was no sound.

After all, the previous prompts indicated that the score had increased, but this time it did not.

Looking at Li Ye who was standing still, Chang Yuchun and the others would not let the opportunity go, their brother died in front of them, and without saying anything, they all wanted to avenge Zhu Chongba.

The long knife came.

Li Ye looked at the blades in front of him, as if he saw something insignificant, he stirred up the true energy in his body, and at the same time transported the blood energy, revealing yellow spots on his complexion.

bang bang.

Jin Tiejiao mingled, except for Chang Yuchun's ability, these people in front of him were all low-ranking figures in the world.

How could such strength hurt Li Ye?

"Practicing external skills, Taoist robe, bronze color, are you Wuji's Chong Ming?"

Li Ye looked at the blade that was coming again, his fingers were like iron, erratic, and he clamped Chang Yuchun's knife in the blink of an eye.

"it's me."

He didn't deny it.

Then he snapped off the blade, and the extraordinary force caused the blade to shatter into countless pieces, as if it was spiritual, comparable to the power of a bullet, in the eyes of everyone, it directly took their lives, leaving no chance for them to react.

"what!"

There were screams one after another, except for Chang Yuchun, everyone else died.

"You are so ruthless, what a Wudang disciple, what is wrong with us, you want to kill us."

Chang Yuchun, who was stuck in his right chest by the blade, resisted the turbulent zhenqi in his body, mobilized his zhenqi to expel that strange zhenqi out of his body, and asked in a tragic tone.

Even if it is death, he still wants to know the reason why Li Ye made the move.

Otherwise, he is not reconciled.

"You are Chang Yuchun?" Li Ye recalled what King Yin Ye said before, and glanced at Chang Yuchun who was holding on.

"Yes."

Chang Yuchun stared at Li Ye fiercely, showing his courage.

"I heard that you are kind to my uncle Zhang Wuji, so I will let you go today. As for why you were killed, ask yourself why you shouldn't die?"

As soon as these words came out, Chang Yuchun was stunned.

In this troubled world, no one dares to say that he is a good person, especially the rebels like them, but their nature is no different from that of some thieves, and killing people is even more common.

"Damn it, damn it, that's it, that's it."

He seemed to suddenly realize, and murmured again and again.

Li Ye is a man who has read Taoism, but he has not become a saint.

After all, he is just an ordinary person with his own likes and dislikes and goals.

Living in this world, people will communicate with others, and there will be fetters, which no one can avoid.

The more than ten years of life in Wudang has somewhat fettered him, and it may not make him think about Wudang wholeheartedly, but if he can, he wants to maintain Wudang's reputation on the surface.

Ai Wuji Wu, he thought of Zhang Sanfeng, and Zhang Wuji, and Chang Yuchun's strength compared to him, it was a matter of one knife.

"You don't kill me, I am grateful to you, but as a man, my brother died at your hands. One day, I will find a way to kill you with my own hands."

Chang Yuchun said stiffly.

Flying forward, Li Ye sat on the horseback, looking down at Chang Yuchun.

"I will only forgive you once, and stay away from me next time, otherwise, you will become another person who keeps my knife."

He flicked the reins, and didn't take Chang Yuchun's threats to heart at all, let alone the future, even today, Chang Yuchun might not be able to live.

With Chang Yuchun's strength, he wanted to dispel Li Ye's true energy in his body, so it was difficult to explain clearly.

Although the amount of zhenqi is not much, but the quality of Li Ye's zhenqi is much higher than his. Without enough strength, in this troubled world, he may die in that corner one day.

Riding the horse gallops, people go far away in Chang Yuchun's field of vision, raising the vast yellow sand.

Chang Yuchun looked at the people who fell to the ground, saw the head of Zhu Chongba who was dying, took a deep breath, suppressed the sadness in his heart, first swallowed a elixir, bandaged it for a while, supported the injury, and turned to the other side. direction away.

After Li Ye left, time did not move according to people's will, and another three years passed with ease.

There is a ferry in the distance of Kunlun Mountains.

Li Ye was sitting in an open-air inn outside the ferry, sipping wine, eating mutton without restraint, listening to the people in the rivers and lakes next to him talk about the affairs in the rivers and lakes.

'Have you heard? '

"what happened?"

"It is rumored that Wudang's 'Knife' came to Kunlun. Hundreds of Yuan soldiers died on the mile-long official road in Qiulongling. The signs are the same.

The skin is still active, but the blood is coagulated and has the shape of ice crystals. "

"Good thing, this is a good thing. In the past three years, Taoist Chong Ming, Wudang's 'fierce knife', has been murderous enough. He has been killing for three full years, wandering all the way in the Central Plains, and slaughtering Yuan soldiers and dogs. Good job!"

"I heard that he didn't use the sword very often at the beginning, but this year, every Yuan soldier was killed by the sword. Why is he? Those people in Qiu Longling were hunted down all the way, and his martial arts are completely unnecessary? "

"Come on, let me tell you!
The news was told to me by the grandson of my cousin's uncle's grandfather. I heard that he created an original sword technique. When the sword is drawn, it will kill. name. "

Li Ye listened to the conversation about him in his ear, didn't pay attention, and bit the bone of the leg of lamb.

After listening for a while, he put down the silverware from the casino, got up and left with his knife in his arms.

In the past three years, just like the rumors in the Jianghu, he used Yuan soldiers to support the fierce knife in his heart, no matter how strong or weak he was, he firmly believed in one belief.

That is, the knife kills people.

It is in this way that he firmly believes in human life. Every time he makes a knife, the murderous knife in his heart becomes stronger. When he concentrates, the murderous knife in the sea of ​​his perceived will condenses into substance within an inch of the handle. .

Although it was still a long way from the whole knife, it was enough to make his knife feel like a god.

In the cultivation of true qi, he has not made any significant progress in three years.

The practice experience instilled by the system has reached its peak, and in this 'Yitian' where the energy is not full, it is extremely difficult not to condense a little more of the true energy.

Now, the quality of his zhenqi is by no means comparable to before, and the speed of his practice has plummeted.

Fortunately, it's not that he didn't gain anything, except for his sword skills, his body skills, and the thirteen horizontal exercises have greatly improved.

In the past three years, he seldom went back to the mountain, except for Zhang Sanfeng's birthday every year, he almost walked around the Central Plains.

The people at the ferry are still chatting about the world, and they have talked about the changes of the six major factions.

But the figure has gone.

(End of this chapter)