Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 40

While speaking, Peng Ye shrank his hands inward, looking like he was leaning on the table, looking harmless to humans and birds, but in fact he had already touched a golden needle.

"Or else?" Li Le's eyes were deep, showing a little sternness, and then he sneered and said in a cold voice: "I heard that you are born with full spiritual power, if you know how to be a dog next to this young master, the one that was slaughtered by you before, Let it go."

"Dog! What are you talking about!" Su Zhenzhen's expression turned cold immediately, his cold beautiful eyes were full of disgust and anger, and he stood up all of a sudden.

"Sit down." At this moment, Peng Ye glanced at Su Zhenzhen, said a word and looked at Li Le, "What if it's not like that?"

Crack-!
As soon as Peng Ye's words fell, Li Le shook a table in half with a sword and shattered it: "If not, this is the end."

Su Zhenzhen and Zhang Hanyan suddenly became serious, not because they were afraid, but because they were vigilant and ready to fight.

"Is it so fierce?" Peng Ye smiled lightly, stood up and quietly put the golden needle back, and didn't plan to use it anymore. After all, once the golden needle came out of the acupoint, it would either die or be injured. This Li Le belonged to the Lord of Heiyan City. Young master, it is no small matter to cause a human life.

Even if he is not afraid of chasing and killing, he still has to worry about the two girls around him. If he is retaliated against and implicates them, it will be a bit tricky.

"Peng Ye." Su Zhenzhen frowned when she saw Peng Ye standing up, and she felt a strange panic in her heart, as if something bad had happened.

She is someone who has seen Peng Ye's methods with her own eyes. She is gentle and elegant. If she is annoyed, she can do anything, so naturally she is worried for Peng Ye.

"It's a big deal, and I know how to measure it." Peng Ye naturally understood Su and was really worried. After speaking with a smile, he looked at Li Le, still outlining a touch of kindness: "I won't kill anyone."

"Hey, kid, you don't have any cultivation at all. Are you trying to resist me?" Seeing Peng Ye's neither humble nor overbearing expression, Li Le suddenly felt a little bit interesting. After all, all his peers in Heiyan City respected him Yes, Ha wants to flatter, this feeling is even more unpleasant than what Peng Ye made him feel at this time.

"When you step into the early stage of cultivating immortals, I heard that you have to exercise your own physique first, so as to lay a solid foundation for the later stage to open the sea of ​​​​suffering, commonly known as quenching the body." Peng Ye said, "But as far as I know, quenching the body can only affect the physical body at best. Strengthening and strength have improved, and you can’t use aura to fight, so you probably just have a little more strength than me now, don’t pretend to be different from others, and I don’t like it very much.”

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's interesting." Li Le's eyes became sharp when he heard the words, and there was a sternness in the sharpness.

"Master, leave this young man to us to deal with. I will let him know how to write the words "I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth is thick." A guard behind him frowned and said, he has been with the young master for so long. This is the first time I meet someone who dares to be so unscrupulous in front of the young master!
"A person who has no cultivation base and does not temper his body does not need you." Li Le stared at him with a look of superiority, "If I can't even deal with him, what qualifications do I, Li Le, have to enter the Academy of Demonic Qi?"

"Are you sure you won't let them take action? The four true immortal cultivators who opened up the sea of ​​suffering are much better than you." Peng Ye said with a smile.

"Hmph, you will regret what you said now." Li Le's eyes were deep and disdainful, and he turned and walked towards the street outside the inn.

Because it was a formal assessment with a demonic aura, most people gathered in the square, so the street seemed spacious.

"Peng Ye..." In the inn, Zhang Hanyan also showed a worried expression. Li Le is now in the eighth-stage tempered body, and his strength can punch 150 kilograms with a single punch. That is to say, even a stubborn rock can be smashed into pieces.

Compared with Peng Ye, who had never practiced before, this strength was not a little bit different.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Peng Ye smiled.

"You have to be careful." Su Zhenzhen also reminded at this moment, then looked at Zhang Hanyan, and whispered: "Let's go to the square to find Teacher Jia Baoyu, just in case."

Hearing the words, Zhang Hanyan and Su Zhenzhen thought of being together, nodded, and disappeared when they left the inn.

When Peng Ye came to the street, he did not take off the giant sword behind his back, but looked at a guard beside Li Le, "If you are worried about your young master's accident, you can lend me your scabbard."

"Sword scabbard?" A man frowned upon hearing this.

"That's right, it's the scabbard, not the sword." Peng Ye said with a smile.

After a pause, the man gave the scabbard to Peng Ye. If something happened to the young master, he would not be able to explain it even if he had a few heads.

"Are you sure?" Li Le narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Come on." Peng Ye's expression gradually became serious.

Swish!
I saw that Li Le stepped on the ground behind him, and with a long sword, his body suddenly rushed towards Peng Ye.

Whoa-!
Peng Ye's gaze was like a torch. Although carrying a giant sword on his back felt heavy to him, his vision was clear beyond imagination. He raised the scabbard in his hand and put it directly into Li Le's sword.

Bah!
There was a muffled sound.

"You!" Li Le maintained the posture of stabbing the sword, his expression turned pale with shock, his eyes squinted at the figure of Peng Ye on the side, his body... his body couldn't move!
It was just a face-to-face meeting, and without any effort, Peng Ye tapped Li Le's Jing acupoint, which cured him of his temper.

"How did you do it!" Li Le's eyes were deep, and he shouted in disbelief.

"After half an hour, the veins on your body will open naturally, and you can move after that." Peng Ye smiled slightly, then ignored Li Le, and walked towards the square.

"Young master! Shall we stop him?" At this moment, a guard stepped forward and glanced at the young man's back with dark eyes.

"Stop me! Don't you feel ashamed enough!" Li Le snorted, with black lines all over his forehead, and then looked at Peng Ye's back, "Damn it, when I go to the academy, I must beat him upright! The hatred in my heart!"

……

"Peng Ye, are you okay?"

On the square road, Peng Ye ran into Su Zhenzhen and Zhang Hanyan who were coming towards him. Behind them was a middle-aged man who was Teacher Jia Baoyu.

"I said I'll be fine." Peng Ye said with a smile.

The rough man who opened up the sea of ​​suffering when he rescued Suzhen before couldn't take his life, so how can Li Le, who is only an eight-stage hardened body, get him?
To put it bluntly, even if those few guards from the Sea of ​​​​Bitter Realm go together, he, who has a golden needle in his body, may not necessarily be a loser.

"Li Le is the only son of the Lord of Heiyan City. Although this little guy is a bit defensive, lustful, and sinister, it seems to be nothing." Teacher Jia Baoyu smiled.

"Uh... There's nothing wrong with what the teacher said." Peng Ye spread his hands, sighed and smiled, "He's just young and frivolous to the point of being a little ignorant, I won't be as knowledgeable as him, after all, everyone will have that stage. "

(End of this chapter)