When Liu Ling's fist hits Li Ye, a strange scene appeared.

"Li Ye" is like a bubble, quietly shattering and disappearing without a trace.

Liu Ling was stunned for a moment.

Li Yan screamed in shock, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Both of them reacted very much, but they realized different problems.

Li Yan thought that Li Ye was blown by a punch and died, and his spirit was destroyed. The excessive horror and despair suddenly collapsed. But Liu Ling could not feel that his punch was hitting an obstacle at all.

He didn't blow anything up.

If you insist on saying there is, it will be a cloud of air.

At most it is a bubble.

How could a person be a bubble?

This made Liu Ling feel surrounded by fear and cold all over after a brief shock. The incomprehensible situation caused the thought of something out of control in his mind. For him, something out of control means failure and shattered!

Liu Ling looked around and searched around, trying to find Li Ye.

He wanted to be sure that just now Li Ye just used some kind of magic to deceive him visually, while Li Ye himself was still on the dragon boat, in the formation.

But he got nothing.

This made him start to despair and his body trembled constantly.

"Where is the person?! Find it out for me!" Liu Ling shouted like crazy.

His words were naturally said to the Khitan monk who was ambushing nearby.

Four high-level cultivators from the Khitan God Envoy realm appeared on the dragon boat at the same time, one with a gloomy face than the other. They did not find where Li Ye was hiding. To be precise, they could no longer sense Li Ye's existence. At the moment when Li Ye was broken, they lost their target.

An originally meticulous plan could not have a mistake and a final killing situation suddenly lost their goal, which forced them to be furious.

In addition to being furious, they were also very frightened.

Although Li Ye's disappearance out of thin air made them unable to understand, they all knew very well that this might mean failure in action. And they were reluctant to think about what failure in action meant to them and the Khitan.

It can make people desperate and crazy.

Fortunately, they did not sink in this atmosphere for too long.

What rescued them was a sarcastic voice.

"No need to look for you, I'm alone here."

Everyone looked in the sound and saw Li Ye standing in the air in the south, with his clothes fluttering.

Liu Ling's face instantly turned pale as paper.

The opponent is already outside the so-called ultimate killing formation.

What made his hair stand up was the other party, two monks, one with charming and the other fresh and refined. No matter which of them was, the look of his eyes was as if he was looking at a dead person.

It is the great young master.

Behind the three of them, there were monks like Yanqu, flying in a steady stream. They instantly surrounded the three inner and outer layers of the West Garden, looking down at them from a high place, and everyone was murderous.

Liu Ling was frightened and lost his voice: "Your King An, how did you escape?! This is impossible..."

Li Ye sneered and said to himself: "You have done something unprecedented and basically no one to come after you can force Gu to escape from the toilet."

Before Liu Ling wanted to show him the poem, he realized the problem at Beikou, so he used the excuse to explain it in a small way and used the imperial Taoist cultivation in the toilet to condense a fake body to confuse the other party. The real body took advantage of the unpreparedness to knock out a eunuch, change into the other party's clothes and leave quickly.

However, the false body transformed by the Eye of the Emperor's Dao has no actual function, cannot eat, and cannot attack and defend.

This way of escaping is a very embarrassing way.

However, when thinking about such actions, Li Ye lost his psychological burden on the northern battlefield, Yelu Abaoji's failure, and the destined destruction of the Khitan.

At that time, Li Ye did not need to escape. He could transfer the cultivation of the Immortal Realm to the mortal world. In that case, the so-called ultimate killing formation would be a joke to him.

The reason why he didn't make such a choice was that Li Ye didn't want any problems in the battle in the Immortal Realm - if someone wanted to assassinate himself in the Immortal Realm, for example, the Immortal Emperor, that wouldn't be great.

Although this possibility is slim, Li Ye habitually pursues the most rigorous approach.

After hearing Li Ye's words, Liu Ling naturally felt no pride, but instead sat on the ground.

He endured humiliation and entered the palace, hoping to do the next big shocking thing, which showed that everyone had misread himself and that the world was wrong. But now, Li Ye's so-called actions made him lose completely, and it was like a joke.

Li Ye had no intention of appreciating Liu Ling's failure, waved his hand and ordered lightly: "No one left."

The eldest son Siming took action in an instant, and the other monks rushed down suddenly.

Liu Ling fell to the ground in dismay until Ye Ren was dismembered by Shao Siming's Ye Ren, but he didn't move and howled. It seemed that when he saw Li Ye appearing in the air, his soul had left his body and became a meaningless dead person.

Several other Khitan monks wanted to resist stubbornly and took Li Yan as hostage.

It’s a pity that their cultivation is far from that of the eldest son Siming. Before they had this idea, the Wanye Feihua of Shaosiming wrapped Li Yan into a cocoon, making them unable to start.

After a brief and fierce battle, the assassins sent by Yelu Abaoji to sneak into the palace and were all corpses of his last hope.

After the Western Garden was pacified, Li Ye returned to the dragon boat. Li Yan, the wine-sex emperor, was still in a coma. He was dizzy in time and was not hurt. No matter how he looked, he was very lucky.

Li Ye did not mean to forcibly awaken the other party, but he ordered with a low expression: "Purge the palace city and eliminate all hidden dangers. It is better to kill by mistake than let go!"

Speaking of this, he said to the eldest son Siming: "From today, the safety of the palace city will be left to you and the two of you!"

"Yes!" The eldest son Siming naturally accepted the order.

......

In the big tent, facing many Khitan generals and important officials, Yelu Abao was radiant and ordered: "Today, Li Ye has died in Chang'an, and the Tang Dynasty has no leader, and it is destroyed at this time! Yelu is the enemy of Lugu, leading the troops of the Ministry to attack the north entrance!"

Yelu Dilugu saluted and accepted the order.

Yelu Abaoji looked at the others again, "Yelu Dilie, Yelu Yuyin, Xiao Hendu, you and others lead your personal troops to cooperate with the troops in the battle. Be sure to capture the Tang army that went deep into the camp in one go, and take the North Entrance with the momentum!"

Everyone stepped forward to take the order, with an uplifting look and a high fighting spirit.

Yelu Abaoji stood up, looked down on all directions, looking at himself, "The Tang Dynasty is vast, with many people, countless beauties, and wealth is like a mountain. Now, all of these will belong to the Khitan warriors! As long as your sword is sharp and fast enough, you can sit in mountains of gold and silver, so that your descendants can benefit from it endlessly!

"And my great Khitan Kingdom will truly rise from today to this battle and become the lord of the world! You will follow me and become the most famous hero on the grassland!"

Yelu Dilugu and others were all excited.

At this moment, the white-haired god sent the great priest to rush into the tent, panic, and was completely disgusted with his original master's demeanor, like a stray dog.

As soon as they entered the tent, without waiting for everyone with a surprised expression to ask, the high priest cried out sadly: "King, if the action failed, all of us were killed, Li Ye was safe and sound!"

Hearing this, everyone was stiff and their eyes were irritated, as if they had turned into a statue.

Yelu Abaoji seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue, and his majestic body fell back to his seat in an instant. His majestic demeanor disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if he had lost his parents.

"This is impossible!"

Yelu Abaoji was soon furious, slapped the table with a slap, got up and roared loudly at the high priest. He was unable to control his cultivation power, and the high priest was as if he was struck by lightning. He was caught off guard and vomited blood and flew backwards.

"I'll give you another chance. You said, is Li Ye dead now?!"

Yelu Abaoji did not intend to let the priest go, his figure flashed. He stepped forward to the other party, grabbed the collar and lifted it up. His eyes were as scarlet as blood, his facial features were twisted like beasts, he opened his bloody mouth to the other party, and sprayed the other party with a spit on his face.

The great priest was mentally relieved. Although his cultivation was in his body, his energy and spirit no longer existed. He replied like a walking corpse: "I'm not dead, he's not dead..."

"Bastard! How could he not die? How could he not die?! What are you doing, trash!"

Yelu Abaoji fell into a state of rampage and poured the high priest hard on the ground, stepped on the other party's cheek with a kick, and stepped on the other party's entire head and half of his body into the soil with a bang.

The high priest had the power to fight back, but he was suddenly hit hard and lost the opportunity. The crazy Yelu Abaoji stepped on him one after another, stepping on him into the soil, and a huge pit was formed on the ground, and mud and dust were everywhere.

Because of the emergence of this big pit, the entire tent collapsed.

"The great Khitan's great fortune, my lifelong hard work, was actually broken in the hands of you, a waste?! Why don't you die?!" The furious Yelu Abaoji was no different from the wild beast that lost his cub and went crazy, and crushed the high priest into a pool of meat paste!

Such Yelu Abaoji was something that Yelu Dilugu and others had never seen before. They were already panicked because they lost the last and best fighter. At this moment, they saw the disheveled hair, the evil aura was like fog, and they kept cursing and ravaging the corpse of the great priest, as if they were obsessed with humans and evil spirits. They were even more shocked and dared not move.

The sky collapsed.

The ground is sinking.

This is the only feeling everyone feels at this moment.

The general of the Sijin tribe, Yelu Digu, was lost as if he was petrified. The northern courtyard Yilijin Yelu Dilie collapsed to the ground, trembling all over. The southern courtyard Yilijin Yelu wanted to hide and look around, wandering and being at a loss. The prime minister of the Northern Palace Xiao Hendu closed his eyes and cried, and his face was bloodless.

These Khitans, the most noble, the most powerful, and the most powerful group of people, all knew very clearly what the failure of this plan would bring, so now they were all like abandoned orphans, frightened and uneasy.

When the minced flesh and bones of the high priest were already mixed with the soil and could not tell each other, the vicious Yelu Abaoji jumped out of the pit.
Chapter completed!