When Liu Ling's fist touched Li Ye, a strange scene appeared.
"Li Ye" was like a bubble, quietly breaking and dissipating without a trace.
Liu Ling froze for a moment.
Li Yan screamed, rolled his eyes, and passed out.
Both reacted greatly, but realized the problem differently.
Li Yan thought that Li Ye was blown away by a punch, and his body was annihilated by meteorite and ashes. The excessive horror and despair caused his spirit to collapse all of a sudden. But Liu Ling felt very clearly that his punch didn't seem to be blocked at all.
He didn't blow anything up.
If you insist on saying there is, it is a mass of air.
At best it is a bubble.
How can a person be a bubble
This made Liu Ling feel surrounded by fear immediately after a short period of shock. The incomprehensible situation made him think that things were out of control. And for him, getting out of control means failure, disillusionment!
Liu Ling looked left and right, looking around, trying to find Li Ye.
He really wanted to be sure that just now Li Ye just used a certain technique to deceive him visually, and Li Ye himself was still on the dragon boat, inside the big formation.
But he got nothing.
This made him start to despair, and his body kept shaking.
"Where is the person?! Find it for me!" Liu Ling shouted like crazy.
His words were naturally addressed to the Khitan monk who was ambushing nearby.
Four high-ranking monks from the Khitan God Envoy Realm appeared on the dragon boat at the same time, each with a more gloomy expression. They didn't find out where Li Ye was hiding. To be precise, they could no longer sense Li Ye's existence. The moment Li Ye was broken, they lost their goal.
An originally meticulous plan, a deadly situation where there was no possibility of mistakes, suddenly lost the target, which made them panic.
In addition to being outraged, they were also terrified.
Although they couldn't understand Li Ye's disappearance out of thin air, they all knew that this might mean the failure of the operation. And what the failure of the operation meant to them and Khitan, they simply didn't want to think about it.
It drives people crazy.
Fortunately, they did not sink in this atmosphere for too long.
What rescued them was a voice full of sarcasm.
"You don't need to look for it, I'm alone here."
Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Li Ye standing in the air in the south, with his clothes fluttering.
Liu Ling's complexion was instantly pale as paper.
The opponent is already outside the so-called lore formation.
What made his hair stand on end was that beside the other party, there were two more monks, one was charming and enchanting, and the other was fresh and refined. No matter which one of them, looking at him was like looking at a dead person.
It was the young master who commanded orders.
Behind the three of them, there were flocks of flocks of monks, flying towards them in a continuous stream, and in an instant, the inner three floors and the outer three floors surrounded Xiyuan, overlooking them condescendingly, everyone with a murderous aura.
Liu Ling lost her voice in horror: "You, King An, how did you escape?! It's impossible..."
Li Ye smirked, playing with the taste: "You can force Gu to escape from the latrine, you have done something unprecedented, and basically there will be no one to do it again. Regarding this point, Gu allows you to be proud."
Before Liu Ling wanted to show him the poems, he realized the problem at Beikou, so he used the excuse of urgency, and used the emperor's way of cultivation in the toilet to condense a fake body to confuse the other party. But the real body took advantage of his unpreparedness, knocked out a eunuch, changed into the other's clothes and left quickly.
It's just that the fake body transformed by the eye of the emperor's way has no actual existence function, can't eat, can't attack and defend.
This way of escaping can be regarded as very embarrassing.
But when he thought that such actions would result in the victory in the northern battlefield, the defeat of Yelu Abaoji, and the doomed destruction of Khitan, Li Ye no longer felt burdened.
At that time, Li Ye didn't have to escape, he could transfer the cultivation base of his body in the immortal realm to his body in the mortal world. In that case, the so-called killing array would be a joke to him.
The reason why he didn't make such a choice was because Li Ye didn't want any problems in the battle of the Immortal Domain. If someone wanted to assassinate him in the Immortal Domain, such as the Immortal Emperor, that would be bad.
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Although this possibility is very slim, Li Ye habitually pursues the most rigorous approach.
After listening to Li Ye's words, Liu Ling naturally didn't feel proud, but sat down on the ground instead.
He endured humiliation and entered the palace, wanting to do the next earth-shattering event, to show that everyone misunderstood himself and the world was wrong, but now, Li Ye's so-called deeds made him completely defeated, as if he was a joke.
Li Ye didn't have the heart to appreciate Liu Ling's failure, so he waved his hand and ordered lightly, "Not one will be left."
Young Master Siming shot instantly, and the other monks rushed down.
Liu Ling fell to the ground in a daze, until she was cut into pieces by Ye Ren, the Shao Siming, she didn't move or howl. It seemed that when Li Ye appeared in mid-air, his soul had left his body and became a meaningless dead person.
Several other great Khitan monks wanted to hold back Li Yan as hostages.
It's a pity that their cultivation base is far from that of the young master, and before they had this idea, Wanye Feihua, the young master, wrapped Li Yan into a cocoon, making it impossible for them to do anything.
After a short and fierce battle, the group of assassins sent by Yelu Abaoji to infiltrate Miyagi, the last hope he placed, all turned into corpses.
After Xiyuan was pacified, Li Ye returned to the dragon boat, and Li Yan, the wine-colored emperor, was still in a coma. He fainted in time and was not harmed. No matter how you look at it, he was very lucky.
Li Ye had no intention of forcibly waking up the other party, but he ordered with a low expression: "Clean up Miyagi, eliminate all hidden dangers, rather kill by mistake than let them go!"
Speaking of this, he said to the young master, "From today onwards, the safety of Miyagi will be in the hands of the two of you!"
"Yes!" The young master took the order naturally.
...
In the big tent, facing many Khitan generals and important ministers, Yelu Abaoji's face was radiant, and he ordered vigorously: "Today, Li Ye has died in Chang'an, and the dragons of the Tang Dynasty have no leader. The end is at this moment! Yelu's enemy Lu Gu, led Si Jin Let's attack the North Exit!"
Yeludi Lugu saluted and took orders.
Yelu Abaoji looked at the others again, "Yelü Dilie, Yelu Yuyin, Xiao Hendu, you all lead your own troops and cooperate with the Sijin Department to fight. Make sure to catch all the Tang troops who have penetrated into the camp, and seize Beikou! "
Everyone stepped forward to take orders, their expressions excited and their fighting spirit high.
Yelu Abaoji stood up, staring at all directions, looking forward to his own strength, "The Tang Dynasty has a vast land and abundant resources, a large number of people, countless beauties, and mountains of wealth. Now, all these will belong to the Khitan warriors! As long as your knives are sharp enough and your horses are fast enough, Being able to sit on the mountain of gold and silver, let the children and grandchildren benefit endlessly!
"And my Great Khitan Kingdom will really rise from today, from now on, and become the lord of the world! You will all follow me and become the most famous heroes on the grassland!"
Yeludi Lugu and the others were all agitated.
At this moment, the white-haired god made the high priest rush into the big tent, panicking, without any original demeanor, like a bereaved dog.
As soon as he entered the account, before the surprised-looking people asked, the high priest cried out sadly: "Your Majesty, the operation failed, all our people were killed, and Li Ye is safe and sound!"
Hearing these words, everyone froze, eyes dumbfounded, as if they had turned into statues.
Yelu Abaoji seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Wei'an's body fell back to his seat in an instant, and his majestic demeanor disappeared in a blink of an eye, like a mourning concubine.
"This is impossible!"
Yelu Abaoji soon became furious, smashed the table case with a slap, stood up and roared loudly at the high priest. He didn't control the strength of his cultivation now, the high priest was caught off guard as if struck by lightning, he vomited blood and flew backwards.
"I'll give you another chance, tell me, is Li Ye dead now?!"
Yelu Abaoji didn't intend to let the high priest go, his figure flickered, he stepped in front of him, grabbed his collar and lifted him up, his eyes were scarlet like blood, his facial features were distorted like a beast, he opened his bloody mouth to him, and sprayed him all over his face saliva.
The high priest was mentally exhausted. Although he was still cultivated, his energy and spirit no longer existed, and he replied like a walking corpse: "He's not dead, he's not dead..."
"Bastard! How can he not die, how can he not die?! How do you do things, trash!"
Yelu Abaoji fell into a state of berserk, poured the high priest on the ground, stomped heavily on the opponent's cheek, and with a bang, stepped on the opponent's entire head and half of his body into the soil.
The great priest had the power to fight back, but he was suddenly hit hard and lost the opportunity, and the crazy Yelu Abaoji kicked his whole body into the soil, creating a huge hole in the ground , Dust everywhere.
Because of the appearance of this big pit, the entire tent collapsed.
"I, Yelu Abaoji, have devoted all my life to the Great Khitan Kingdom's hegemony, but it was ruined by you, a trash?! Why don't you die?!" The enraged Yelu Abaoji was no different from a wild beast that had lost its cubs. He crushed the great priest into a puddle of meat!
This kind of Yelu Abaoji has never been seen by Yelu Dilugu and others. They were already flustered because they lost their last and best fighter. Yelu Abaoji, who looked like a man-hungry ghost, was even more frightened and dared not move.
The sky is falling.
The ground sank.
This is the only feeling that everyone feels at the moment.
General Yeludi Lugu of the Sijin Department lost his mind like petrified, Yili Jin Yelv Dilie of the North Court collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, Yili Jin Yelv of the South Court looked around and looked around, at a loss, the Prime Minister of the North Mansion Xiao Hendu closed his eyes and wept , pale.
These people who are the most honored in Khitan, the most powerful in the grassland, and the most powerful people all know very clearly what will be brought about by the failure of this plan, so now they are all like abandoned orphans, terrified and uneasy.
When the minced meat and bones of the great priest had been mixed with the soil, and they couldn't tell each other apart, the ferocious Yelu Abaoji jumped out of the pit.
He roared and ordered to everyone: "Attack! Everyone follow me and fight to the death with Li Ye! My great Khitan warrior, even if he dies, he will die on the way to the battle! Even if I, Yelu Abaoji, lose, I will win! Earth-shattering, vigorous!"