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Looking at the movement not far away, Li Ming raised his eyebrows.

Good guy, are you in a hurry?

With his eyesight, he can naturally see things that many people cannot.

This peerless genius of the Taiyi Sword Sect is in a very bad state at the moment.

The Changye Sword Emperor was famous for his murderous nature. The sword he left behind was naturally full of murderous intent and fighting intent. Even he felt a sense of oppression, let alone Ning Ye who faced this pressure directly?

"Still can't do it?"

On the court, Ning Ye's old enemy Shen Qianqiu shook his head and thought to himself.

How could the imperial soldiers recognize their master so easily?

Many quasi-emperor level experts may be suppressed or even killed on the spot if they offend the emperor's soldiers, let alone those monks who have not yet reached the Guiyi Realm. If it were not for the special characteristics of the Sword Tomb, they would not even be able to get close. possible.

Of course, monsters like Li Ming are exceptions. Throughout the ages, there have been countless geniuses who have been spying on the Imperial Soldiers of the Sword Tomb. Among these people, at least 30% died in the process of recognizing their masters, and there are only a few remaining people. You can escape intact.

Therefore, although the imperial soldiers are good, most people only have this idea in their hearts, and very few people actually take action.

Even though Ning Ye is the most outstanding genius in the Taiyi Sword Sect of this generation and even in the sword world, looking at the long history, there are still many geniuses on the same level as him, and these people have all failed without exception.

"If this continues, he will have his blood sucked by the imperial soldiers until he dies."

Li Ming looked at the scene in the distance and thought slightly.

Some shocked the other party's madness.

Is this for the sake of this illusory imperial soldier, even risking his life?

If it were him, he would definitely not be willing.

Because even if he doesn't rely on the emperor's weapons, it's not difficult to prove the truth and become an emperor. Having the emperor's soldiers just adds another trump card.

At this time, many people on the field gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

Ning Ye was holding the imperial weapon in both hands, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of madness, veins popped up in the muscles all over his body, and he swallowed a handful of divine pills into his belly desperately.

Even so, its breath of life became weaker and weaker.

Holding the blood-colored imperial sword, he seemed to be holding a devil's hand, engaging in a transaction of blood and desire.

No matter how you look at it, this is not a script about bloodshed and recognition of the master.

It's more like a person who longs for power and is induced by the devil to enter hell.

"Senior Brother Ning, let go quickly, we can't continue!"

Around him, a young man wearing the attire of a true disciple of the Taiyi Sword Sect shouted.

Such sounds sounded one after another.

Many people persuaded me.

But Ning Ye didn't answer, her eyes were red, as if she was possessed and turned a deaf ear.

"Is this because your mind has been deceived? It shouldn't be. With Ning Ye's state of mind, it shouldn't be like this?"

Someone saw the problem and looked puzzled.

"If he continues, he will be in danger and he must be stopped."

Shen Qianqiu also realized the seriousness of the problem at this time and no longer had any intention of watching the excitement.

After all, they have known each other for many years.

It would be too cowardly to die like this.

And just when he tried to get close to the imperial soldiers, the terrifying imperial power erupted, and the ear-shattering sound of swords sounded.

With Ning Ye and the imperial soldiers at the center, a terrifying storm broke out.

The powerful force instantly sent it flying dozens of meters away.

Others who tried to get close to the imperial soldiers were met with backlash without exception.

Even some powerful sword cultivators who had entered the Guiyi Realm were helpless in the face of this force. They were also knocked far away and suffered heavy losses.

"No, if we forcefully insert ourselves while the imperial soldiers are recognizing their master, we will receive a strong counterattack."

Shen Qianqiu frowned and gritted his teeth.

A feeling of annoyance arose in his heart at the same time. It would have been better if he could have discovered that something was wrong with Ning Ye's mentality earlier.

I originally thought that the other party was in a strong state of mind and was not hit, but I didn't expect that he was broken and gave up on himself.

Suddenly, he thought of something and looked up at Li Ming. His figure moved and came to Li Ming's side.

"Brother Li, please help me."

"Ning Ye is like this because of your influence..."

"Look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk's face. Only you can do it now."

A series of words came out of Shen Qianqiu's mouth.

For a moment, Li Ming was a little stunned and dumbfounded.

Emotions, is he the culprit?

If Ning Ye dies then, will he take the blame?

What a black pot falling from the sky.

But reality is sometimes so fucked up. Things that you think have nothing to do with you may not be so in the eyes of others.

Let’s not talk about whether Ning Ye’s desire to die was due to his influence.

But if he refuses to save him, what will some people in the Taiyi Sword Sect think?

"Forget it, it's not too late."

Li Ming was puzzled and a little helpless at the same time.

After all, he has gained so many benefits from coming to Taiyi Sword Sect.

He still remembered Taiyi Sword Emperor's kindness in his heart.

At this time, if you can help the descendants, you can also repay some.

Thinking of this, Li Ming stood up and said calmly:

"Okay, but I'm not completely sure that I can save him. I hope you won't blame me when the time comes."

"Thank you Brother Li for taking the initiative. If there is really no other way, no one will blame you. If someone gossips, I will be the first to spare him!"

When Shen Qianqiu saw Li Ming's promise, he was overjoyed and made a guarantee directly.

As long as Li Ming is willing to make a move.

He felt that it was a sure thing. After all, in his opinion, Li Ming must have the Emperor's Soldier in his hand. With his terrifying strength, it was not difficult to forcefully insert himself into the Emperor's Soldier recognition ceremony.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, I must succeed!"

At this time, Ning Ye, who was in the center of the bloody storm, was muttering madly.

It was not until his vitality had been reduced by more than half that he woke up.

But at this moment, he no longer had the strength to break free from the Emperor's Soldier.

The hand holding the Emperor's Soldier had been sucked in. If he could break free in his prime, but now, the Emperor's Soldier was flashing blood all night, as if laughing, and as if venting his anger.

Obviously, it did not want to let go of this weakling who disturbed its sleep.

"Who... who... come and save me..."

Ning Ye was full of regret at this moment.

I was careless.

Although I knew that it was dangerous for the Emperor's Soldier to recognize its master, the fluke mentality was really deadly.

Until the end, there was a little hope, just like a gambler.

"Why bother?"

Just when Ning Ye was in despair, a voice drowned out the sound of the storm and reached only his ears.

Then, the sword of the Chang Ye Emperor Soldier kept trembling.

It was joy, excitement, and desire.