Eternal Emperor

The three space rings scouted from Gongsun Liang's body were not big, only about five cubic meters, but they were almost full of things.

There are thousands of bottles of Medicine Pill, dozens of soldiers, the lowest are second-level soldiers, and there are many third-level soldiers.

In addition, there are various armors, each of which emits shining light, and they are not ordinary things.

"With so many things, did he rob a city?"

Li Ye licked his dry lips and looked around. He didn't dare to take these things out on the street. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and prepared to take them out when he was alone.

When he returned near the ring, he saw another acquaintance.

On the ring, the two figures criss-crossed, fighting close to each other, fighting inextricably.

One of them is Yang Ningshuang, while the other is a woman with outstanding body, appearance and temperament.

Wearing a blue long dress with flowers of orchids and chrysanthemums dotted on it, the complexion is as luminous as jade, like a crescent moon, like flowers and trees and piled with snow. Nothing.

She held a water-like long sword in her hand, moving like a Phoenix.

This woman is impressively the Nangong Aoyue who was disguised as the old man in Powu City!

Seeing this woman again, Li Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and found a clue. Her appearance seemed to be somewhat similar to that of Nangong Aoxue, the lord of the Palace of Immortals.

Moreover, both of them are surnamed Nangong, and their names are only one word difference.

"Could it be that what's the connection between the two?"

Li Ye guessed that if that was the case, then he would re-examine the relationship with Yihua Palace.

Thinking later, if there is a shadow of Yihua Palace behind the original matter, then the two sides will be enemies of life and death.

Thinking like this, he walked to Zhao Lingxi's side, pretending to be curious, and asked: "Why is there a woman who came forward to challenge, who is she?"

"Look at its fighting technique, Movement Technique, plus that sword, it should be the Nangong Aoyue of Zhishuimen. It is said that it seems to have something to do with the palace owner of Yihua Palace, but it is impossible to know whether it is true or not."

Zhao Lingxi did not speak, but Chen Feixing answered him. He looked at Li Ye: "Why, brother, are you interested in her?"

Li Ye shook his head honestly: "Nothing, I am not interested in women."

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about this." Chen Feixing smiled apologetically, and glanced calmly at Li Ye's lower body.

Li Ye was a little confused and didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words, but Zhao Lingxi coughed slightly, and quickly changed the subject: "Where did you go?"

"No, just walk around." Li Ye said casually, and then looked at the ring, with a lot of thoughts in his heart. Today, I met two acquaintances in succession. Maybe they are plotting something?

It seems that he was involved in a certain whirlpool unknowingly.

At this time, on the ring, Nangong Aoyue was light, but she was merciless when she started, and gradually gained the upper hand.

"You are obviously a woman, why did you come to mix this up!"

Yang Ningshuang bit her red lips tightly, and while resisting the offensive, she asked while drinking.

"It's simple, my father's birthday is coming soon, so take you down and give him as a birthday present."

Nangong Aoyue giggled, and the action became more and more fierce.

Yang Ningshuang was forced to retreat steadily, and there were a few more gaps in the long sword in her hand. Her weapons were not of high quality. Under the continuous collisions, they were already on the verge of scrapping.

"Broken sword style!"

There is no way to retreat, Yang Ningshuang's body is astonished as the oriole wears the willow, and the sword seems to chase the soul without leaving people.

The wrist turned over, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly cracked.

Nangong Aoyue was taken aback, shattered the sword. It could be said that the strong man had broken his arm. It was too late for her to escape, and she could only run True Qi in desperation to protect her body.

Even so, the energy shield outside the body surface was rippling and almost broken.

"You are cruel, hum!"

Nangong Aoyue glanced at it bitterly, then turned and left, without a trace of muddle-headedness.

In silence, Yang Ningshuang slowly squatted down, picked up the pieces of the sabre, and put them away treasuredly.

The scene fell silent for a while, and no one went up again. Without using True Qi, in terms of the sophistication of Sword Technique, few people could surpass Yang Ningshuang.

"Hey, you go up, take him down, and then go with her to treat his father."

Zhao Lingxi's words suddenly sounded in Li Ye's mind. Since the two of them entered into a life-and-death contract, they can communicate within a certain range without opening their mouths.

"Why?" Li Ye asked.

"Don't talk nonsense, let you go up there. The woman walked on Sword Technique's exquisite path, and you were on the wild way of breaking Wanfa with one effort, just to restrain her."

"Where am I?" Li Ye retorted, "I won't go. If I win, I will marry her. If I let Girl Murong know, I will die miserably."

"Don't go, right?"

Zhao Lingxi took out the dagger from his arms and shook it lightly at Li Ye, the threat in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.

"You little girl, me"

Li Ye was furious, almost couldn't help but swear, and he abruptly endured it.

"Forget it, forget it, she is still young and ignorant, so don't worry about her."

After comforting himself in this way, Li Ye took a deep breath, his legs bend slightly, and then he straightened abruptly. He ejected and crashed onto the ring.

Li Ye politely arched his cupped hands: "In Xia Qianye, I have seen Big sis."

A little smile appeared on Yang Ningshuang's face, and he showed a hint of affection for Li Ye, and made a ‘please’ action: "Come on."

"Big sis, don't you use weapons?" Li Ye did not immediately make a move, but kindly asked.

Yang Ningshuang's expression dimmed, "My weapon is damaged, there is nothing left."

Li Ye immediately took out a long sword from the space ring, threw it to the opponent, and smiled: "If you don't dislike it, use it."

Yang Ningshuang was stunned, but Zhao Lingxi underneath had blue veins erupting on his forehead, scolding Li Ye a hundred or eighty times in his heart: I have never seen such a stupid one!

"Qianye Little Brother, thank you for the sword, but I won't be merciful, please!"

Yang Ningshuang put on a starting pose, and his entire temperament suddenly changed, and his eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes.

Li Ye moved his body, there was a crackling sound from all over his body, his hands pinched fist marks, his muscles wriggled like a dragon, Blood Qi boiled, hidden on the skin under his clothes, shallow dragon patterns appeared, making him flesh The power skyrocketed.

In an instant, Li Ye mobilized the greatest strength of his body and blasted out with no fancy punches.

As soon as he punched out, Yang Ningshuang's pretty face changed drastically as if the sound of dragon chants echoed!

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