I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 36 Chapter 036
The atmosphere at the foot of the mountain was extremely solemn, and the two groups confronted each other at the foot of the mountain.

One of them is the disciples of Wudang Mountain, and the other is from the small sects of Jianghu and scattered people, a group of mobs, but there are more in number.

"Dear priests, we are just going up the mountain to celebrate Zhenren Zhang's birthday. Why are you so unkind and stop me waiting at the foot of the mountain?"

someone said.

"Yes!"

The crowd booed and agreed.

Li Ye looked at this group of guys who wanted to fish in troubled waters under the banner of celebrating birthdays, and smiled inwardly.

It's just that there are three generations of disciples from Wudang Mountain who are also at the foot of the mountain, and it's not his turn to come forward, and some people come out to persuade them.

"Everyone, honored guests are here. Originally, Wudang Mountain is very welcoming, but the place on my mountain is narrow, and there are not so many places to accept you, so please forgive me, so only some people can go up the mountain."

As one of the three generations of disciples, Hong Zhiwei cupped his hands and said.

"Haha, it's all nonsense to say so much. In martial arts, martial arts are the most respected. Since there are not enough places, then I am better than the Taoist priests. Am I qualified to go up the mountain?"

Suddenly, a figure flew from a distance, stepped on the shoulders of the crowd, and landed lightly in front of Hong Zhiwei.

The person who came was dressed in a green shirt, with a tall and straight body, holding a black scabbard in his hand, and there was a red gemstone inlaid near the hilt, which made everyone scream when they saw it.

"It's a guest in Qingyi from the Shu region. I didn't expect him to come too."

Hong Zhiwei made a joke.

"So it's a layman in Tsing Yi. It's polite here. It's not that Wudang doesn't allow people to go up the mountain, but there is not enough space. If the layman can beat us in Wudang alone, then we will naturally let him go."

The Wudang Seven Heroes also know that it is impossible to completely block everyone, but some unknown people should not be fooled.

"Chongming!"

Hearing this, Li Ye walked out of the ranks of disciples.

"Chongzi, he is a fourth-generation disciple of Wudang. He actually let a fourth-generation disciple fight. This Wudang is too arrogant."

Someone seemed to want to annoy the Tsing Yi guest, and a challenge came from the crowd.

Looking at Li Ye's immature face, Tsing Yi Ke couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling slighted.

"Master." Li Ye walked up to Hong Zhiwei and bowed.

Hong Zhiwei nodded.

"You go to learn the layman's clever tricks."

Tsing Yi Ke looked at Li Ye, feeling angry, how could he have a great reputation in Sichuan, a second-rate master in Jianghu, Wudang actually sent a fourth-generation disciple to compete with him.

It's really deceiving too much.

"Jian Wuyan, Daoist Hong should come in person, otherwise it would be bad if you hurt your Wudang disciples."

Li Ye looked at the Tsing Yi guest, and felt that he was a little handsome, and felt that he did not match the image of the downcast mob behind the Tsing Yi guest, so he suddenly wanted to punch him in the face.

Bang.

The scabbard broke through the soil and inserted into the ground.

"Please!"

Tsing Yi Ke looked at Li Ye who was polite, but extremely despised him, and seeing the Wudang people who didn't take it seriously, his heart was burning with anger, completely underestimating him.

"Humph."

He didn't say much, took a light step, glared at Li Ye with both eyes, and made the opening gesture of the falling flower sword technique, locking his energy on Li Ye.

'Well, the movements are random, and there are flaws all over the body, are you kidding me? '

Seeing that Li Ye didn't take the initiative to attack, he stopped observing. After all, he was a famous figure for a long time. After a long time, others thought he was afraid of an unknown disciple of Wudang.

With a gust of wind from his true energy, he drew his sword out, and the sword light exploded towards Li Ye, using seven points of strength, and after Li Ye's defeat, he would have a chance to keep his hand.

"Nice sword."

Li Ye saw the sword glow so close at hand, he had a genuine cultivation base, he didn't have much to do, it was hard work.

But his body lightness kung fu did not drop in the slightest, and it was even more powerful.

The footsteps seized the timing and took a step back, sideways to avoid the sword light, the muscles of the arms squirmed, and layers of strength were transmitted from the body, the real air flow transferred to the arms, and the skin color became bronze.

boom.

With five fingers together, he stabbed the blade of the sword with the knife in his hand, making a clanging sound of gold and iron.

"what?"

The Tsing Yi guest felt the force from the sword, and his body could not help but freeze for less than a second, but it was this second that exposed his flaws, and Li Ye seized the opportunity with his agility.

It looks slow, but it is actually fast.

Another step, Li Ye came in front of Tsing Yi Ke, first he poked a few times on the acupuncture points of his body, and swung the knife in his hand obliquely downwards, his bronze skin was particularly dazzling in the sun.

That is a murder knife.

It slashed straight at Tsing Yi's neck, just when everyone thought Tsing Yi was about to die, the knife stopped in front of his throat.

The Tsing Yi guest looked at the arm under the chin, sweat was seeping from his forehead, and there was a little more fear in his eyes.

No one is not afraid of death, and he is no exception.

"Such a powerful body technique, powerful external skills, I lost." He was a little hit, the result was not what he thought at all.

Speaking of it, if Qingyi Ke hadn't had reservations and didn't pay enough attention to it, he wouldn't have lost two moves in comparison.

"I know layman's tricks, but layman doesn't know me. I've got a little advantage. If it's a life-and-death contest, layman might beat me." Li Ye didn't push forward, and was a little humble.

Tsing Yi Ke looked at Li Ye and listened to his compliments, feeling a little more grateful in his heart.

In just a short moment of fighting, he knew that Li Ye's internal qi was not as good as his, but this martial arts does not only look at internal qi, body skills, light skills, and even external skills. Weapons are the criteria for considering strength.

He was about to fight to the death, but he might not be able to survive.

His body skills are not as good as people's, no matter how sharp his sword is, it is useless if it can't hurt people.

"He actually won, so fast." Someone said in surprise, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Many people don't care so much, they believe that seeing is believing, Tsing Yi Ke's defeat is a certainty, this also confirms one thing, if there is no ability to surpass Tsing Yi Ke, I'm afraid it won't happen on this mountain.

The guest in Tsing Yi, who had no face to stay, didn't stay for a while, and left.

The speed at which he left made many people realize once again how powerful he was.

Few people present could match that lightness kung fu.

"This little Taoist priest is very powerful. Even if Tsing Yi Ke is a little bit sloppy, he is still a second-rate master. He was defeated in just two moves. He really deserves to be a master of righteousness. Wudang Mountain is really powerful."

"I don't know who can pass the barrier?"

"How did we go up the mountain, even a fourth-generation disciple is so powerful?"

"how could I know."

There were whispers among the crowd.

"Disciple of Wudang Mountain, it's interesting, I'm here to learn from you."

Suddenly, a figure appeared again in the direction of the crowd, wearing a well-known costume in Jianghu, the uniform of the Skyhawk Sect.

"Your Majesty, King Yinye, I'm here to meet Wudang disciples."

With a little salute, the visitor can't wait to make a move.

I saw that his palm, which was obviously longer than that of ordinary people, was in the shape of a claw, and his true energy was attached to his fingers, oozing out a lot of energy, and when he stepped out, the claw wind was violent.

"Eagle claw skill, good."

Li Ye didn't care why King Yin Ye shot without explaining, but circulated the whole body's true energy, and cooperated with the long-term practice of the thirteen horizontal strokes, the whole person was like a bronze man, which made people feel extremely hard at first glance.

Bang.

When the arms collided, there was a sound of metal clanging, and the huge force collided triggered a strong wind to spread around.

The figures of the two intertwined, constantly fighting back and forth.

For a moment, the momentum of the fight between the two frightened everyone, and the mob retreated step by step in order to avoid being attacked by the two men who were fighting more and more broadly.

"This?"

Michelin was a little stunned, looking at Yin Yewang, and at Li Ye.

Regarding the emergence of the Skyhawk Sect, Wudang Mountain didn't think about stopping them. They also wished that the Skyhawk Sect could go up the mountain so that they could share some of the pressure on Wudang Mountain.

"Don't worry."

Hong Zhiwei looked at Yin Yewang who was persecuting everyone, and seemed to be aware of it.

Although the two were fighting, and it was very inseparable, they always couldn't control their strength occasionally, especially Yin Yewang seemed to drag an innocent person into the battle circle without paying attention, and the violent claw force hit the person so that it was not a minor injury It was a serious injury.

Someone said angrily.

"Damn, King Yinye, you fucking watch out, you hurt me."

(End of this chapter)