Li Yijie was thinking hard about the strategy to deal with Jiang Liechen. Nangong Xue said, "Second Brother Shouzhen, how do you... recognize me?" Before Shouzhen could answer, a disciple behind him rushed up and smiled and said, "Junior Sister Nangong is a famous person, who doesn't recognize him? He has told the world about the matter between you and the Lord of Lu Dazhai in Qingtian Village, which is equivalent to branding..." Shouzhen shouted, "Shoushen! Don't talk nonsense!" Nangong Xuezhen wanted to be angry and scolded Lu Qian as the eighteenth generation gray grandson in her heart.

After a moment, they arrived in front of the hall and saw a group of monks standing on the field with their weapons. Li Yijie and Nangong Xue were struggling to move forward in the crowd. After hearing Shouzhen, the monks said that Li Yijie was the leader of the martial arts world and gave up a way for him.

Li Yijie walked to the head of the team and greeted Master Tongzhi first. Then he felt sad and said, "Master, Master Tongchan...has he really passed away?"

Tongzhi's resolute face also added sadness and said, "Yes. We must kill the devil and avenge the abbot's senior brother! Alliance Leader Li, the witch's afterimage sword is very harsh. Once you take action, you will have the power to destroy the world. Who dares to win over his sharpness? I wonder if you have a way to deal with it?"

He was a monk who had hosted a hero conference. He saw Li Yijie perform his magical martial arts, defeat his opponents one by one, and take the position of the leader of the martial arts world. He had not seen the experience of the Mie Jiying Sect in person, but he thought that it was led by Li Yijie and he succeeded and took the bandit nest that had been entrenched for more than ten years. It was really a great contribution. Therefore, he regarded Li Yijie as a capable person and believed that if he took action in everything, a huge burden would become easy.

Li Yijie tightly held the sword and said angrily: "Not bad! I... will do my best!"

Cheng Jiaxuan leaned against the door frame and held the afterimage sword in both hands, not daring to slack off. Seeing a crowd like a iron wall suddenly appearing in a crack, and the monks also exclaimed surprises, they knew that there were other reinforcements. Look at this scene, it was quite a bit.

But I thought that Master Chan is dead, and no one in the temple is enough to be a strike of the afterimage sword, so there is no need to worry. Seeing Li Yijie standing in front of him with a big appearance, he was immediately filled with anger and said angrily: "Li Yijie, is it you again? You are so idle and you are chasing others all day long and refuse to stop, right? Didn't I tell you to learn to teach your disciples?"

When Li Yijie heard her mention "apprentice" for the second time, he was angry and didn't think much about it. He replied casually: "What does it have to do with you if I teach you or not? It turns out that you are a witch. You are a witch who will not change your nature and hurt the heads of major sects. Now you don't let it go. Don't think you are a woman, so I dare not do anything to you. Even if you kill you today, you will also do your best to heaven and avenge the dead who are in vain."

Cheng Jiaxuan bit her lip tightly, feeling extremely resentful. Master Tongchan was also her extremely beloved elder, and she felt sad for his despair and dying, but Li Yijie clearly believed that she was the heartless murderer, and came to blame her.

No matter how much she hates her heart, she is not a demon who kills people and turns into a nature. She said angrily: "You wrongly accused people. I didn't kill Master Tongchan. He is a good person! The master is transformed into a Buddha. What does it have to do with me? You Li Yijie dare to swear to the sky and say that you have never seen a dead person? Is there a corpse on the ground, and you happen to be by your side, so that person must have been killed? I just sent the master to the end."

Li Yijie sneered and took a few steps forward. Cheng Jiaxuan put the afterimage sword in front of him and stared at his movements so that when he was about to attack, he immediately cut him with his sword.

Li Yijie looked her from head to toe. Seeing that her thin body was trembling, her eyes were a little flustered, and there were a few bruises on her forehead. The joints on the back of the hand holding the Aftermoon Sword were clearly raised. I understood that she had never experienced any big scenes, and she was also afraid in this situation. However, she regarded the Aftermoon Sword as her only support and was a simple girl by nature. She didn't know who was instructed to act as a tool for committing crimes. It was different from killers like Menglin who had been practicing for a long time.

He said lightly, "I know it's not you, you can't kill Master Tongchan. I guess it was Jiang Liechen who saved him. After all, he is his most loyal subordinate. This time, he has become a great hero? Stop protecting your master, he is in this room? If you ask him to come out, if he is still a man, you can ask him to come out! Come out and make a quick break! The problem can't be solved by evading alone. Otherwise, everyone will be working here and competing for perseverance. Either you can't eat a grain of rice or drink a sip of water. I wonder how many days will you last?"

Seeing that Cheng Jiaxuan was still unresponsive, he planned to approach slowly, and took the afterimage sword while she was unprepared, so he would not have to be threatened by her. While diverting her attention, he deliberately shouted: "Jiang Liechen, I know you can hear it, and I also know that you are inside. Let a woman block you for you, what kind of hero? I am Li Yijie, here, all your hatred is coming towards me! Come for me alone! Why do you involve Master Tongchan? I am just pushing you into a dead end and forcing you to kill Li Yijie, the closest brother of Miyazaki, who died in the dark night. Don't you hate me? Come out!"

Cheng Jiaxuan's whole body was tense, and although her consciousness was a little confused, Li Yijie's words were still clearly transmitted into her mind. It was only after a while that he had to realize what he said. Hearing Li Yijie confessed his mistakes, he thought to himself: "It's all you! It's all you bad! Why did you force him like this?"

In a trance, Li Yijie had already walked in front of him. He couldn't help but scream: "You! Don't come over! Go back! Go back, go back! If you dare to take another step forward, I will be rude to you! I...I..." He looked back at the hall with some fear, looked at him, and immediately turned his eyes and stared at Li Yijie.

Li Yijie sneered, "You're welcome to me? I just want to go forward, not only one step, but also ten or eight steps, and walk in front of Jiang Liechen. I want to see what you can do to me?" As he spoke, his feet were still constantly.

Cheng Jiaxuan said angrily: "Okay, this is something you asked for!" She raised her hand and waved the sword, and a sword light passed by her eyes. But she had been standing with both hands holding the sword. At this time, she swung her fiercely, but she did not take off the position. She immediately touched her injured right arm, and the pain was about to break. This time she almost threw her entire arm out. There were soreness and numbness, and the pain continued to roll up like a wave. The first wave almost made her faint on the spot. Thinking of her instructions before Tong Chan, she must not use force to her right arm in the near future, otherwise it would be difficult to get the broken bones, and this arm would be ruined.

But the situation is difficult, and if you don’t use the Afterimage Sword to defend the enemy, you will have no other way. After weighing the pros and cons, you have made a decision. Even if you don’t want your right hand from now on, you will still protect Jiang Liechen. You bit your lips tightly, lifted the Afterimage Sword with difficulty, waved it in front of you, and endured the severe pain like tearing on your arms.

When Li Yijie saw her swing her sword for the first time, he was furious and raised his sword to block it. However, the extremely powerful sword energy collided with his sword edge and bounced out in the opposite direction, cutting a corner of the eaves of the side hall. He was stunned. Although he could stimulate the potential of ten times of his anger, he always felt that his internal strength was not as profound as this.

Many of the monks onlookers had personally fought against this sword energy, and knew it was very sharp. When they saw Li Yijie easily bounced back, they only said that his martial arts were unfathomable, and there were bursts of praises like "So powerful!" "The leader of the alliance is indeed amazing".

When Cheng Jiaxuan swung his sword again, all the monks were also practicing martial arts and with masters as experienced as Tongzhi, they could see that this time the strength was extremely weak. Li Yijie bounced away easily and moved forward. The counterattacking sword energy hit the eaves of the house, and even the tiles did not break, but only some tiny gravels were stirred up around. A few swords were used, and one move was weaker. Everyone gradually sighed, and the younger disciples even made some disdainful booing, thinking that Cheng Jiaxuan had taken a fancy to Li Yijie and intended to give in to him.

At this time, Li Yijie was already standing in front of the palace gate, standing opposite Cheng Jiaxuan, with the sword in his hand pressing against her throat, and shouting, "Remove the sword!" Cheng Jiaxuan glared at him, thinking that he thought he was a witch and would never be sympathetic. Now he really didn't want to die, so he had to let go of his hand, and the afterimage sword was sank into the stone level beside his feet. He lost his sword in his hand, and suddenly felt empty and had no support. At the same time, his right arm was no longer conscious.

Li Yijie's sword tip turned slightly, and just moved away from her throat, he lifted upwards a corner of her veil and whispered, "Why do you want to wear a veil?" The tip of the sword was actually aimed at the bridge of his nose, and a numbness spread around his eyes, as if millions of fine needles were stabbed in. Cheng Jiaxuan gritted her teeth and said, "Why do I have to wear a veil or not?"

Li Yijie said: "Why, you also have a conscience. Do you know what you do and are shameful? So you wear a veil and think that others can hide your sins if you can't see you? Today I will let you see the light and see how dirty your heart is in the dark is, and let everyone see your true face."

Cheng Jiaxuan was not familiar with him in the palace, but occasionally when she was in a good mood, she nodded when she met, but Li Yijie could still recognize her identity. "When the veil was removed, she would definitely know that I was Concubine Yun's maid. Although he loved the Empress miserably, he was not a stupid person. He would have thought that these were all due to her instructions, and all conspiracies were revealed. Then... that would not work!" A look of extreme fear suddenly flashed between his eyes and shouted: "No...No!" Regardless of the tip of the sword touching his skin, he suddenly turned his head and retreated.

Although Li Yijie was able to control the sword in his hand, he could not resist her dodge too quickly and caught him off guard. He still cut a thread on her face. The wound was not deep, but blood still oozed out.

Li Yijie thought to himself: "Now is not the time to cherish the beauty, you still have to be ruthless." He said with a stern face: "No? Do you also say no?" Cheng Jiaxuan nodded repeatedly and sobbed, "Yes...yes...Li...Leader Li...please..."

Li Yijie's heart was soft and he immediately became hard, saying, "You beg me not to do it? Then the heads of major sects beg you not to bully the mountain gate to make things difficult for you. My master begs not to steal the secret book. Everyone begs not to protect the leader of the Demon Sect. What should you answer these? Don't want it, can I just follow you?" He lifted the tip of the sword again, hooked the corner of Cheng Jiaxuan's veil, and was about to lift it up. Suddenly, a powerful force hit her face in the slanting thorn, pressing towards her like a mountain torrent, as if she was about to crush the person into mud.

Li Yijie was unstable and jumped backward half-long and half-fall, setting a distance from the door. Then he saw Jiang Liechen standing beside Cheng Jiaxuan, wearing a black satin robe and a mask, which was exactly the same as what he saw before. His fingertips were still in the curve when he was pointing out. He slowly stopped when he stood firm. He walked out from the hidden door panel with an arrogant sneer on his face and said, "What are you talking about outside? It's so noisy. Li Yijie, you are really the most troublesome dog I have ever seen!" As he spoke, he returned to his usual momentum.

A monk in Shaolin Temple shouted, "It's really your ghostly devil! You killed our abbot?" Jiang Liechen said, "Yes, I killed it. I want me to be rampant in the world, killing life and killing, what's the big deal?" Cheng Jiaxuan heard that he actually confessed his own affairs, and ignored his previous efforts to argue, and said anxiously: "No! It's clear that it wasn't you who killed it, so why don't you explain?" Jiang Liechen said lightly: "I said yes, who dares to say no again?"

A disciple shouted: "Stinky demon girl, this demon has admitted it himself, you are still quibbling for him!"
Chapter completed!