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"Buzz!" The sword Li Ye seized emitted a sword hum. The sword slightly trembled as it continuously told Li Ye of its joy.

He also knew the depth of Li Ye's cultivation. His face was a little pale, but no matter how high the cultivation level of the person in front of him was, Wu Dangshan still wanted to take his disciple away.

Even if there was an enemy standing in front of him, he would take Lu Xiaoyang with him.

This is the pride of Mount Wudang, so what if you're a Nine Fish? I, Wu Dang, am not afraid at all.

Yan Jingshan looked deeply at Li Ye and threatened him, "You are not an ordinary person, but regarding this matter, I advise you not to interfere!"

However, Li Ye ignored Yan Jingshan's threat and staggered towards the tavern. The sword he had just snatched out suddenly shot out and stabbed towards the other five people's wrists.

"Ding!" One sword caused five sword hums, and the five people of Wu Dang's group blocked Li Ye's attack.

Li Ye was not dismayed by this failure. His cold face twitched and he suddenly thrust his sword forward, using the Blue Dragon Water!

The sword flew towards the five people who were blocking it with a roar, and hit their sword tips. After knocking them back several meters, Lu Xiaoyang took a step forward and placed his sword horizontally in front of his body to protect Lu Xiaoyang.

"Azure Dragon Water!" Yan Jingshan had clearly seen the origin of this sword move and could not help but be shocked. As he retracted his words, he felt his mouth go dry.

"You are the Sword Tomb Sword Head!?" Yan Jingshan could not help but ask in surprise.

Sword Tomb? Li Ye had only heard about it from Lu Xiaoyang. He didn't know what the people from the Sword Tomb were like, but this sword art was something he had learned from his master.

Seeing Li Ye's blank expression, Yan Jingshan knew that he had misjudged him.

However, how could the sword techniques that the Sword Tomb did not impart appear in the hands of a crowned youth?

He shouted loudly, and the five other Martial Disciples who had come in different directions, six of them stood in front of Li Ye, the swords in their hands all pointed at Li Ye.

The six of them stood there for a while, their auras gradually calming down. The auras of the six of them gradually turned into the auras of a person.

Feeling the orderly breathing in front of him, Li Ye was somewhat stunned. The sword in his hand could not help but tremble as he continuously pulled Li Ye into the circle of six.

Li Ye's body moved. He let go of the sword and let it return to Yan Jingshan's hand.

Just as the swords flew back into Yan Jingshan's hands, the six of them suddenly released a sharp light. Like unsheathed swords, they pierced towards Li Ye.

Yan Jingshan closed his eyes and gripped the flying sword back in his hand. Taking a step forward, he shot out like an arrow towards Li Ye's body.

Li Ye had no choice but to take a step back and push the couple behind him a few steps. His face was ashen as he pointed at the sword.

His hand was as tough as a hundred refined steel, bending Yan Jingshan's sword.

Before he could get out of the way, the rest of the people behind Yan Jingshan reached out their hands. Five sharp swords split into five, one for Shan Zhong, the other for Yun Sect and the other for Sun.

Li Ye also knew the dangers of these acupuncture points. With a flick of his finger, he deflected Yan Jingshan's sword and with a strange step, dodged the five sharp swords that were thrusting towards him.

"This is Wu Dang's TIyun Zong!" "How did you learn it?!" Before Yan Jingshan could fight back against Li Ye, he was startled by the strange steps Li Ye was taking. He pointed at Li Ye and asked with a trembling voice.

Naturally, this was also given to Li Ye by the Green Bamboo Man, but where the Green Bamboo Man had come from was unknown to Li Ye.

Seeing that Li Ye refused to answer, Yan Jingshan naturally thought that Li Ye had learned this in secret. He could not help but blush and gradually turn green. His breath gradually became disorderly and the sword art in his hand became somewhat messy.

His aura became chaotic. He no longer had the same tacit understanding as before when he formed the sword formation. He could no longer control it like he did before. The six people once again became a pile of scattered sand. Each of them did not fight, and they continued to stab Li Ye.

Li Ye was also infuriated by these people. You're being unreasonable and trying to forcefully take him away. After being stopped by me, you still have to use your sword to wound him. This is too much.

Li Ye leaned to the side and pointed the tip of his feet. He grabbed the several swords that were coming at him. His arms flew up and stepped on a disciple's shoulder.

Li Ye could tell that the disciple's white robe was completely black. The disciple also felt the weight on his body. He lifted up his sword and thrust it towards Li Ye.

Seeing that the disciple was not courteous at all, Li Ye did not hold back. He clenched his fist and slammed it into the disciple's sword-wielding shoulder.

With a "kacha" sound, the disciple dropped the sword in his hand and let out a few painful groans as he held onto his shoulder.

Li Ye did not stay any longer. His entire body flew into the air, and with a swipe of his palm, he pierced towards the sword that was thrusting towards him. When his foot touched the sword tip, the sword tip sank and his entire body flipped over as he flew to the top of another disciple's head, throwing a palm onto the disciple's shoulder.

The few people who came were all his disciples, and they were all his own flesh and blood. With a long roar, his robe suddenly puffed up, and with both arms bent, he suddenly thrust his sword forward, carrying his sword with him as he flew towards Li Ye.

Noticing the sudden sword, Li Ye did not dare to be careless. He released the shoulder of one of the Martial Disciples and pointed his two fingers at Yan Jingshan's sword.

Yan Jingshan grasped his sword, the veins in his hand bulging. He loudly shouted, "Boy, welcome the guests!"

The sword in his hand became a little faster and pointed at Li Ye.

Since you won't take my disciple's life, then I won't take your life as well. I'll just leave you with a deep lesson.

Previously, Li Ye had only dislocated the arms of a few disciples and not killed them. Yan Jingshan could see that Li Ye had backed down, but he could no longer take it back. Now, all he could do was lessen Li Ye's injuries.

Li Ye's eyes narrowed. A sword light also appeared in his hand, piercing towards Yan Jingshan's sword light.

The old man didn't have a knife in his hand, but his heart had a knife. Li Ye had learned half of it, and it had even turned into a sword in his hand. His heart had a sword.

Li Ye attacked with his finger.

Even the finger made of flesh seemed to have a sharp edge as it collided with Yan Jingshan's sword.

As soon as the fingers collided, Yan Jingshan's face turned pale. His arm trembled, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a 'ding-dong' sound.

Yan Jingshan's hands trembled slightly as he looked at Li Ye with a pale face. He carefully asked, "Sir, can you move the mountain?"

"I have never moved a mountain. Right now, I'm only at the foot of the mountain!" Li Ye shook his head and tucked his hands into his sleeves, not letting the people around him see the blood seeping out of his fingertips.