At this time, Li Ye continued to use martial arts and combat techniques to strengthen his strength.
Just as he was about to enter, a figure came through the air from the other side, and its target turned out to be the temple in front of him.
"Go away!"
The other party probably just found out and didn't pay attention to who Li Ye was, so he roared and slapped Li Ye at the same time.
"Certainly!"
In an instant, the passage of time around him became extremely slow, as if it had stopped, and even the opponent's astonishing offensive was clearly visible.
The next moment, the surroundings suddenly returned to normal, but this palm failed directly.
"Huh?"
Seeing that he actually missed, Kong Ti was slightly stunned, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
In the temple, Li Ye landed and immediately felt a completely different atmosphere from the two temples he had discovered before.
"What a strong sword spirit!"
The entire temple was filled with strong sword energy, as if there was a sword master exuding endless destructive sword energy.
Looking towards the depths of the temple, a statue stood there alone.
It was a strong man holding a divine sword. Although it was just a statue, Li Ye felt a terrifying edge from it that could only be felt by a strong man at the supreme level of swordsmanship.
Li Ye has only experienced this feeling with one person so far!
To be precise, it is the afterimage of a person's clone, Ye Wuming!
Of course, the statue in front of him is obviously not Ye Wuming's. Let's not talk about what Ye Wuming looks like. Li Ye has seen it before. Although the powerful sword intention also makes him breathless, it is completely opposite to Ye Wuming.
If I really want to describe it, although Ye Wuming's sword is also sharp, it is more majestic and full of an elegant temperament.
But the temple in front of me is full of that kind of aggressive and domineering will!
Both of them can be convinced that they are the supreme swordsmen, but they are taking two completely opposite paths.
Ye Wuming's sword is misty.
The owner of the temple sculpture in front of me is the murderous sword! The domineering sword!
Just when Li Ye was feeling it, a sound broke through the air behind him.
The next moment, Li Ye's body swayed, and at the same time a gust of palm wind passed by his face, but then it seemed to have touched the sword energy scattered throughout the temple, swarming in and tearing it apart.
"What an amazing sword intent!"
Conti was slightly startled, but then a hot look appeared on his face!
At the same time, as Conti and Li Ye entered the temple one after another, the entire temple also changed.
Outside, someone happened to appear again. Just as he was about to enter the temple, he was bounced away by a force.
"Damn it! It's actually a step too late!"
The man scolded him somewhat bitterly, and without wasting time, he turned around and headed elsewhere.
In the temple, Conti and Li Ye were sizing each other up.
"Li Ye? I didn't expect to meet you here."
Conti's voice had a compelling edge, like a sword, extremely sharp.
Li Ye immediately understood that the person in front of him must be a strong man who has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, otherwise it would be impossible to reveal such a temperament.
"Li Ye, I don't want to be your enemy. There is a powerful inheritance of swordsmanship in this temple. If you give it to me, I, Conte, will owe you a favor."
At this moment, Li Ye also remembered who this person was.
Conti, a disciple of Lingjian Pavilion! And Lingjian Pavilion is the sect that is the most dedicated to the practice of swordsmanship among the eighteen major forces. No wonder the other party was so excited after seeing this temple.
But, let him give up on his own?
Is it possible?
As if reading Li Ye's thoughts, Conti frowned, "Li Ye, I know you have many methods, but here, your previous methods are useless! And as far as I know, what you are best at is illusion and magic."
I’m not specialized in boxing and swordsmanship, so why not leave it to me.”
Compared to others, Conte in front of him at least did not immediately shout forcefully to kill, but his tone of what seemed like a negotiation was as if he had already made a decision and was just telling the result.
The arrogance of sect disciples!
Not proficient in swordsmanship?
Li Ye sneered in his heart.
Indeed, among his various methods, illusion and blood pupils take the first place, and are also his most powerful weapons, followed by boxing and palm techniques! Whether it is Dragon Fighting Hoshino or Zangyue Po Kongshou, the power of these two moves is unparalleled
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In comparison, Li Ye seemed to be somewhat useless in swordsmanship.
However, Li Ye did not act rashly.
"Konti, a disciple of Lingjian Pavilion, a closed disciple of the master of Lingjian Pavilion, Old Man Iron Sword! Twenty-nine on the Heavenly Ranking!"
Information about Conte flashed through his mind.
This is a powerful enemy unmatched by anyone Li Ye has ever encountered before!
Twenty-nine on the Heavenly List! Although he is second to last, but on the Heavenly List! This alone is enough for Li Ye to pay attention!
Think about how many geniuses there are in the entire Southwest Star Territory? But how many people can step onto the Heavenly Ranking?
Of course, compared with this, Li Ye is now also ranked on the Qianlong List, but compared to the Tianban, the Qianlong List is more like a folk informal ranking, and he is only ranked at the bottom of the Qianlong List.
, there is a huge gap between Conte, who is also on the Qianlong list and ranked in the top 30!
Before Li Ye could answer, Conti had already rushed towards the statue.
But then, the powerful sword energy permeating the temple seemed to be irritated, tearing at Conte crazily.
"Go away!"
Li Ye didn't move. He wanted to see how far behind Conti, who was ranked twenty-ninth on the list, was compared to him.
I only saw a sword in Conti's hand. It was obvious that he had entered at least one temple before coming here.
From Li Ye's perspective, it was a sword that at least reached the level of an ancient magical weapon. It was even more powerful in Conti's hands.
But unfortunately, Conti did not have the corresponding sword skills for him to use. Although he roared, he could no longer get closer after advancing about five feet, because the closer he got to the statue, the more terrifying the sword energy around him was.
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In desperation, I had no choice but to turn over and return to the original place.
"What a domineering sword spirit."
As for the swordsmanship, Conti asked himself that he had mastered it after so many years, but he still felt quite a headache compared to the sword energy formations in front of him that seemed messy but seemed to be some kind of secret of swordsmanship.
"Unfortunately, if all the techniques were not inoperable, this kind of formation would not be able to stop me at all!"
Somewhat unwilling, but also as if he was relieved, he looked towards Li Ye. In his opinion, even he, a person who has specialized in swordsmanship all his life, could not get close to the twenty-nine seats on the Heavenly Ranking, let alone others!
"I'm just going to work hard here until I succeed!"
Conte already has four star rings on his body, so he is not in a hurry and is preparing for a protracted battle.
But the next moment, his eyes almost burst out of their sockets!
In his sight, a figure was approaching the statue in the temple at a faster speed than he was just now!