The Emperor Reigns Them All Chapter 48 Breakthrough (2)

Li Ye flashed to the side, and a row of Sword Qi passed over him, raising a two-meter water curtain in the clear pond.

"Go to hell!" The unwounded young Taoist jumped up a meter away from the ground. He raised his long sword over his head, runes of the sword shining brightly, and he chopped down from Li Ye's head. The long sword was still in the air, while Sword Qi had already arrived at Li Ye's face.

Li Ye wielded his sword to catch up, and the blade tore the Spiritual Qi, making a harsh sound. Two swords collided one decimeter before his forehead. The Spiritual wind blew his long sideburns to dance wildly backward, but it could not thrust through the Genuine Qi for protecting his body. On the contrary, it made him look extremely calm.

In an instant, the unbridled Sword Qi was like a dragon and a snake, flying around him with great ease. It fell into the clear pond causing spray splashing. The swimming fish in the clear pond flipped over one after another, floating on the surface of the water, and then their bones broke in the spray.

The young Taoist was knocked out with his robes whistling in the wind. He turned over in the air and steadily landed. When he looked at Li Ye again, astonishment flashed in his eyes.

He and Li Ye had the same cultivation, but his fight fell behind. It was not because his Spiritual Qi was weaker, but because Li Ye's sword had a higher grade. It would multiply the Spiritual Qi that Li Ye infusing in. The result was an overwhelming advantage.

Li Ye did not give his opponent a chance to breathe, and he wielded his sword to chop down!

The young Taoist, whose face looked cruel, sank his waist and made a horse stance immediately. He bit his teeth to put up his sword to fight. Luke Sword cut on his sword, causing the long sword to sink a little bit instantly. The young Taoist's knees weakened, and he knelt down at the same time.

Blade thrust into the young Taoist's shoulder.

The young Taoist had a bad feeling, and a warning in his heart rose rapidly. He wanted to respond, but it was too late. Li Ye already held his sword with both hands, pressing the blade, to cut across his opponent's sword.

Blood splashing like ink, the Taoist's neck was cut off from his shoulder and his head flew upon the sky.

Li Ye held his sword and walked.

The remaining young Taoist's right arm was already injured. He held a sword in his left hand and stood ten steps away from Li Ye. He stared at Li Ye, his eyes full of hate, but he did not rush forward.

Because behind him, there were more than a dozen Taoist disciples, dressed in colorful robes and armed with long swords. They rushed forward like a flock of butterflies, and these people were more athletic than sparrows.

The waterfalls in the mountains flowed down straightly; the forests on both sides were verdant; the clear pond was deep and green.

Not far from Li Ye, there was a lotus pond with a radius of 10 meters. In front of him, there was a large enough space for a stream running through. At the other end of the space, there was a bamboo bridge with no more than ten-step long. The injured young Taoist was standing at the end of the bamboo bridge, while at the other end, there were several peach trees. Because of the height of the mountain peak, that peach trees bloomed late, so the peach blossoms had not yet all fallen at this time.

Under the peach trees, there were two shacks, and there was a corridor in front of the shacks. The stream outside the corridor was broad and flowing slowly.

Li Ye saw the person standing under the eaves of the shacks. He looked pale and was supported by two young Taoists. Obviously, he was injured badly, but he stared at Li Ye full of danger. That was Xu Qingfeng, the Great Taoist of Sanqingguan, who was hit heavily by one of the "Buyue three swords" of Nangong Diyi, a master of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory!

Li Ye frowned and his eyes narrowed. The current situation was already very obvious. After he was injured, Xu Qingfeng was led by some disciples of Sanqingguan to this place for a rest and wanted to cure his injuries with the treasure in the lotus pond. But unfortunately, Li Ye happened to be here by mistake.

Xu Qingfeng was surprised, so was Li Ye.

Li Ye did not intend to come here, just as he came to Niushou Mountain. Originally he just wanted to pass the official examination and had no intention to get involved in the struggle between Li Guanshu and Sanqingguan.

However, at this moment, the entire Tang Empire was in a rising wind and scudding clouds. When the storm was coming, cultivators of the land were all in the middle of the game and destined to get involved in this turbulent trend.

Some people were deliberate and some were caught off guard.

Went out of Chang'an to know the world; stepped out of the home to enter Jianghu.

There was no way to retreat anymore.

The sound of the waterfalls was clear and melodious, and the fragrance of the vegetation rose with water vapor, which filled the small world.

Li Ye ran out with his sword and went forward.

He rushed to the Jianghu cultivators in front of him, just as he rushed to the turbulent world.

Nangong Diyi destroyed the Taoist temple with three sword moves. Except for himself, everyone was unexpected.

At this time, the Taoist disciples around Xu Qingfeng were also temporarily gathered, so their cultivations were at different levels.

There were more than a dozen Taoist disciples, Mortal Realm cultivators in white robes, Level 1 of Qi-refining cultivators in grey robes, and masters in cyan and yellow robes.

Li Ye did not use the sword method in "Purple Clouds from the East" easily. The sword method like "step-by-step lotus" could kill seven people in seven steps. Although powerful, it had limited damage. After seven steps, only seven people could be killed. Moreover, if he encountered the cultivators who were two levels higher than him, he would find himself at a loss.

Most importantly, once the "step-by-step lotus" was used, Li Ye's Spiritual Qi in his Ocean of Qi would be half empty.

Hence, Li Ye ran forward quickly with his sword.

He could not wait for those Taoists to gather around him. That was to sit still waiting for death.

"Spirit Wind Sword!"

The Taoist disciples shouted for a while. Some people chopped out a row of Sword Qi and some people chopped out a few. All of a sudden, twenty or thirty Sword Qi were shooting at a high speed, woven into an impenetrable white net, which covered Li Ye in it!

"Inferno Technique!"

Twenty or thirty fireballs of varying sizes and power rushed toward Li Ye like locusts, which seemed to blow him up.

In the face of overwhelming techniques, Li Ye kept on running forward and stared at those Sword Qi and fireballs with his eyes like knives.

He could not avoid all the techniques.

However, even if he did not avoid them, not all the techniques would hit him.

A blanket strike was less effective when it was aimed at a single opponent and a single technique could not give the opponent a mortal threat.

But in Li Ye's eyes, the techniques, hitting like wild wind and storms, just looked scary.

They were just specious.

With his sharp eyes, Li Ye saw the weakness of the Sword Qi and fireballs, and then he rushed over there, raising a Spiritual Qi Shield in front of him.

Boom, boom, boom!

Seven rows of Sword Qi and four fireballs were bombed on the Spiritual Qi Shield in front of him. The white light shield broke into a stream of shadows, vanishing in the sky.

"Pfft, boom!"

Even so, Li Ye could not avoid all attacks.

Two rows of Sword Qi, one passing over his left arm and the other one crossing his right shoulder, both tore his robes, bloody.

A fireball hit his right leg, leaving it scorched.

But that was it.

Because these two rows of Sword Qi and a fireball were not launched by masters, they caused limited injuries to Li Ye. He could not avoid these attacks, but he was still able to choose those weaker techniques for himself at the last minute.

Breaking through the encirclement, Li Ye did not reduce his speed at all, but the look in his eyes was much colder. Suddenly, he had rushed to a young Taoist.

This was a Taoist dressed in gray robes, which showed that he was in Level 1 of Qi-refining.

The young Taoist was very surprised at first, his heart pounding, and realized that it was bad because Li Ye came too fast.

Then he felt a little stunned because they passed by without really meeting each other.

He did not expect that Li Ye did not attack him when he had little time to react.

However, he was wrong.

After Li Ye passed him by, blood was spurted from his throat immediately.

He did not know when his throat had been cut off by Li Ye's sword.

The young Taoist fell down blankly.

At this moment, he remembered that his throat was like being bitten by a mosquito at that time.

Just one attack, and then he died.

Li Ye had already rushed to the second Taoist.

This was a middle-aged Taoist with wrinkles on his face. His face was gentle, his eyes were calm, and he was very kind. Except for cultivation, he might not even kill a chicken in daily life.

Li Ye rushed too fast, and the two people, face to face and nose to nose, had only three-decimeter distances.

Li Ye saw shock, surprise, and fear in his eyes. He was just like a recruit on the battlefield. When he faced the first enemy who suddenly rushed to him, he instinctively wielded his sword, completely at a loss.

From those eyes, just a glance, Li Ye understood him.

Although he understood him, Li Ye had to kill him.

"Pftt."

This cultivator, whose arm flew up in the air, was in Level 2 of Qi-refining.

He was at a loss for a moment, because Li Ye was separated from him only by a sight, and he even suspected that Li Ye did not attack him. But this extremely lucky and absurd thought only maintained less than one breath.

After that, he felt a terrible pain, and as he looked at his bare and bleeding right arm, his heart was instantly filled with unprecedented fear. He could not help howling with desperation like a pig, and he almost wanted to make a curse.

In his life, he lived in the mountains, cultivated himself, and never killed a person. For the first time he fought with someone, he lost his arm with no time to react.

Li Ye did not stop.

In fact, his steps were not stopped, but faster.

He had to be faster.

Only a faster attack could not give the enemy a chance to defend, and a faster run could not give them a possibility to siege.

A sword chopped toward Li Ye's throat, as fast as a flash of light. It did not give people a chance to see the sword at all.

But Li Ye did not need to see the sword.

Through the rich combat experience before his transmigration, he had already learned that a small sign could indicate a great trend.

He kept on running forward with his upper body leaning back and his knees bending slightly. For a moment, his whole body was almost parallel to the ground, and he slid a step forward.

The sword light passed over his nose, and the white light outlined his facial features incisively and vividly.

His eyes were still clam, but with passion in them.

That was his homicidal intent.

The white light vanished in a flash.

The Luke Sword in Li Ye's hand slipped through a sharp arc and cut off the Taoist's waist, almost cutting his body into two halves.

"Gale Firefly Sword!"

Almost at the same time, there was a low sound in front of Li Ye.

A Taoist, who was in Level 3 of Qi-refining, jumped up by running. He was still in the air, but his long sword had chopped down constantly.

Accompanied by the sound of swords, dozens of Sword Qi flew out from his hand successively, forming a Sword Qi storm. With the howling wind, it attacked Li Ye, who was getting up, in a flash.

Quickly!

Li Ye's eyes turned slightly cold and serious. The threatening Sword Qi made his heart fill with warnings.

"Sword Qi Born Lotus!"

Li Ye walked like the Big Dipper and opened Yin and Yang at his feet.

The "Gale Firefly Sword" was fast, while the "Sword Qi Born Lotus" was much faster.

His figure suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only a spiritual green lotus.

"Pftt."

When Li Ye's figure was seen again, the Luke Sword in his hand had already thrust into the Taoist's throat.

That Taoist shook and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground. He looked at Li Ye unbelievably. It seemed unacceptable that Li Ye avoided his killing action so easily, and rushed to give him a deadly attack.

Li Ye's wrist trembled, and then the blood and flesh of the Taoist's neck spilled out together. The Taoist cried out and fell down powerlessly.

Seeing this scene, the Taoists could not help feeling cold.

Four people were killed in the twinkling of an eye.

It was like entering a place without anyone.

He was like an unstoppable and unique general who was riding a horse and holding a long spear to fight against the enemy troops.

The smell of blood thickened, the Taoists of Sanqingguan felt cold in their backs.

"Sanqing Sword Formation!"

Meanwhile, a roar was heard.

At this time, Li Ye had already gone into the crowd.

For these Taoists, this was a great time to carry out the sword formation.

Chapter end