I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 48 Chapter 048

Li Ye, who was standing behind Mo Shenggu, looked at it with a dull expression on his face.

"Chong Ming, are you alright!"

Song Yuanqiao asked with some concern.

The same was true for Mo Shenggu and others, all looked around.

Li Ye thought of the amazing power before, and was a little intoxicated by it, as if he was reminiscing, or recalling, looking for his own shortcomings.

Seeing Li Ye who ignored them, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, even Song Qingshu thought viciously in his heart, it's better to let Li Ye go mad.

In this way, no one would snatch his younger sister Zhiruo from him.

"Disciple, disciple?" Mo Shenggu called several times.

Li Ye came back to his senses, looked at the concerned expressions of Song Yuanqiao and the others, and smiled.

"I'm fine, it's just that I was a little overwhelmed before, so don't worry."

Then, he embraced the knife in front of his chest with both hands, his eyes were blurred, and he gradually imitated the artistic conception just now, emptied his will, and recalled every knife he had made in the past ten years.

When reminiscing, Li Ye's black pupils are constantly changing, and it seems that there are signs of turning into a knife shape.

Every time he just stretched, the pupil seemed to be under an irresistible force, smoothing out his efforts.

Just as he was struggling with his lack of artistic conception, the duel in the hall did not stop because of Wei Yixiao's death.

On the contrary, it became more and more violent, and the Mingjiao people made more ruthless and decisive attacks.

Everyone is determined to die, winning a game is a game, but the people of the six major factions do not have such firm determination as the Mingjiao.

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

Mingjiao won the next duel, but after all, the number of masters was not as good as the six major factions.

Under the wheel of the battle, the Mingjiao could not conceal the result of its destruction.

It's just that at this time Li Ye no longer cared about whether the Ming Cult would be destroyed. His mind was absorbed in the slash after cut, and his senses and will seemed to be extracted from the essence.

Like a swallow returning to the nest, the knife in the heart absorbs these nutrients, and a sense of thickness is constantly formed, bit by bit solidifying the illusory knife.

In Li Ye's opinion, everything is fake.

Strength is the foundation of his life.

How is Ming Church?He doesn't care whether Zhang Wuji is still developing on the track he knows. The true strength of martial arts is what he pursues.

It's true if you can get it, "impact" is false, and he doesn't know how much the score will be at the time of settlement, can it compare to this real understanding of the true meaning of martial arts?
Everything is still unknown.

Just like in the TV series, when Mingjiao ran out of ammunition and food, the "protagonist" appeared on the stage.

The Zhang Wuji who appeared, with his three-inch tongue, completely smashed Li Ye in one fell swoop, and the one with the tongue is the most powerful.

'Unfortunately, I still have a lot of shortcomings in my understanding of the sword. There is still a long way to go to realize the true sword intent of my own. '

Li Ye, with clear eyes, tilted his head slightly, looking at Zhang Wuji who was showing off his majesty.

hang up.

What a fool, this is how to learn the great teleportation of the universe.

Li Ye looked at Zhang Wuji's superb strength control skills, and couldn't help complaining.

Thinking about other people's hacks compared to his own, the system made him feel weak.

Seeing that other people have mastered the first-class exercises without any effort, and this 'system hang' of myself not only wants to make money, but now hides it. Li Ye squirmed wildly in his heart.

Suddenly, Li Ye heard Kong Xing sneer at Zhang Cuishan, and looked at Mo Shenggu and others who wanted to be angry but vented it because of the moral embarrassment in their hearts.

Li Ye didn't have so many scruples.

If you want to sharpen the knife in your heart, you can only kill masters one by one.

If he didn't have a good excuse, he would have wanted to kill emptiness a long time ago, and now he just vented his anger.

There was a knife on his body, like a treasured knife that had been sharpened again, the cold air was pressing.

"That's how the Shaolin monk looks like. Pooh, if you dare to speak ill of my Fifth Master Uncle, I will kill you with this knife."

Walking out, Li Ye held the scabbard in his arm and held it firmly in his right hand. More than half of the zhenqi consumed in his body stimulated the acupoints and temporarily stimulated the blood qi in his body. Coupled with his physique, he felt that he could swing the knife again.

dong dong dong.

There was an explosion from Li Ye's body like an evening bell, making everyone feel that he would do what he said.

The sudden betrayal stunned everyone, and no one expected Li Ye to be so arrogant.

Miejue Shitai was about to speak to persuade.

It can be seen that Song Yuanqiao and others are all silent, knowing that they are also angry in their hearts, and then they don't make a sound. There is no need to be this villain, especially Li Ye's strength shocked her.

"How long have I endured you?"

Kong Xing turned to look at Li Ye, the blood veins on his forehead were bulging, and he felt angry.

As soon as he said this, Li Ye didn't hide the murderous intent in his heart, and he only listened to him.

"I have endured you for a long time too."

Bang.

The ground was shattered, and the person had already burst out, rushing towards the sky like lightning, and the speed was so fast that everyone could understand that it was no less than the Blue Wing Bat King.

At this moment, everyone was immersed in Li Ye's artistic conception.

In the dark night, you can't see your fingers.

When everyone was chilling from the bottom of their hearts, a bright light symbolizing death appeared in their vision.

Light changes in an instant.

Come fast, go fast.

When everyone regained their clarity, Li Ye stood behind Kong Xing, the sword was sheathed, and there was a small but shocking sound of collision.

click.

Blood spattered, and the Shaolin monks were furious, staring at Li Ye.

If eyes could kill, Li Ye would have been killed countless times.

Everyone on the field was stunned!

Things turned so quickly that they were caught off guard. This was not to destroy the Ming Cult, but why did it turn into a conflict between Wudang and Shaolin Temple. The death of a monk just barely made sense.

But Li Ye was blatantly and boldly killing Shaolin monks. Although he was outspoken because of his empty words, it is impossible for Shaolin Temple to lose face.

"Wudang, Chong Ming."

A monk from Shaolin Temple rushed out, wanting to deal with Li Ye.

Fortunately, the Kunlun and other sects also understood that at least there should be no more conflicts, and quickly took action to stop the Shaolin monks.

"calm down."

The Shaolin Temple broke out, and Miejue Shitai was very upset when he heard it.

Suddenly, Juejue pulled out the Yitian Sword, and slashed out a sharp sword energy in front of Li Ye. The invincible posture of the Yitian Sword shocked everyone.

"What are you arguing about? We are here to destroy the Ming Cult. You can settle your affairs after you get down the mountain. Otherwise, don't blame my sword for being ruthless."

The injured people of Mingjiao looked at the tossing and turning in front of them, and the sudden and changing scene, they were very happy.

They were so happy.

The more unhappy the six factions are, the happier they are.

Shaolin Temple looked at the extinct Yitian Sword, then looked at the Wudang people who had shifted a little distance and faintly protected Li Ye, and then looked at Kunlun and others who were sideways. The monk threw his robe in anger.

They just walked away.

Although Shaolin Temple left, Juejue did not intend to let Mingjiao and others go. He warned Li Ye with his eyes, and then saw Li Ye stepping aside, Juejueshi was too involved.

This is really your side giving up, our side is on stage.

The next scene has nothing to do with Li Ye, and just watched Zhang Wuji's performance in disguise as Zeng A Niu.

Li Ye, who returned to the Wudang crowd, was warned by eyes from Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Mo Shenggu. It's just that they didn't say a lesson in this scene.

Li Ye seemed to let go of himself, his eyes were dull again, which made Mo Shenggu and others helpless.

Can't beat it!

If it weren't for their seniority, they wouldn't be able to speak out and teach them a lesson.

Even so, they can't be too reprimanded, they are not strong enough, and they are always a little bit lacking in confidence.

And most of them felt that Li Ye was a little impulsive. In fact, they had endured enough of the monks in Shaolin Temple to show up for their Zhang Wuxia's reputation.

"Ding.

Achievement thirteen, the enemy of Shaolin Temple, they hate you, the score has increased, and things seem to have some strange changes.

Ding.

Achievement fourteen, you are a shit stick"

(End of this chapter)