I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 227 Chapter 231
As they walked, people on both sides of the street glanced at Li Ye intentionally or unintentionally.

Tense, tense, exciting, exciting.

There seemed to be a touch-trigger charm in the air, Li Ye looked left and right, his face gradually became indifferent.

"Aren't you going to do it?"

Stepping on the slate, splashing dust.

Li Ye's actions seemed to stir up murderous intent, and the fake vendors on the street exploded with astonishing aura, changing rapidly, with a bang.

There was a loud bang.

The ground cracked and dust flew upwards.

In the hesitation of the pedestrians, the big man stepped on his foot, exuding a terrifying aura, and even lowered the temperature around him, and the surrounding ground seemed to sink an inch.

Bend your legs, bow your body, burst out with true energy, and sprint.

A series of movements were completed in an instant, and the big man with a scar on his face flew towards Li Ye almost in the blink of an eye, his palm as big as a cattail fan was like a thick city wall.

This outbreak was terrifying.

Under the extreme eruption of the scar-faced man, the unfortunate pedestrians on the side of the road were squeezed by the poorly controlled air machine, and there were several clicks, and the bones broke.

The air flow is turbulent, and the strength is ruthless.

Li Ye felt the scar-faced man's will to live and die, and understood that the scar-faced man was a dead man, and saw the palm that was pressing violently.

Clang.

Dao Tong remained calm, and the saber was unsheathed.

The blade is unremarkable and unremarkable, but it brings together all of Li Ye's strength, which is different from the massive attack of a scar-faced man.

His knife power can be condensed to the extreme.

To break the face.

There was a faint sound of metal clanging, and the big man with a murderous look and happy eyes froze.

He could no longer have any changing emotions, his running body stopped suddenly, and the storm he set off also subsided.

The point of the knife pierced through the chest of the scar-faced man, which was a fatal wound.

But Li Ye didn't stop, because more than one person shot at him.

Fist from behind.

The fist came out silently, but it seemed to have the power to collapse a hill. At the moment when Li Ye was fighting with the scar-faced man, the boxer quietly followed up with the deadly attack.

There was a flash of light.

The fist passed through Li Ye's figure and hit the scar-faced man's body. Layers of force exploded in the scar-faced man instantly.

The scar-faced man exploded because of this, leaving no whole body behind.

The attacker was more than one boxer, attacking back and forth. Although these people were from different forces, their common goal was Li Ye.

In a situation that has not been practiced, the coordination of these people's shots is just right.

Grei, who had been killing people all his life, looked at Li Ye who was coming towards him, his face became solemn, his sharp edge was sharp, and the short dagger was already covering it violently. Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in his body again.

Seven stars open holes.

He forcibly detonated the specially condensed blood orifice in his body, grabbing out the true energy stored there at once.

The prestige of cutting edge rose again.

This Gray is really ruthless. For the sake of the task, he quickly judged the situation and took the lead in making a move that hurts the enemy a thousand and hurts himself a thousand.

The dagger is straight and straight, without leaking any strength.

There was a crisp sound of metal colliding.

It's just that there is still a big gap between the strength of the two, and the injuries suffered are also the same.

Li Ye's figure flew upside down, retreating three steps in a row, but Grei's aura dropped sharply, he didn't even have the strength to stand still, his body was invaded by Li Ye's saber energy, and he resisted fearlessly, his body was torn layer by layer by the saber force crack.

Bang.

Man fell to the ground.

Although he didn't die, there was only one breath left to hang his life.

Fist strength is merciless.

It is rare to create a good opportunity. The boxer behind Li Ye did not let go of this opportunity. His fist seemed to cover a side of water and soil, as if making the figure of the puncher grow taller at this moment.

Li Ye, who had not lost his old strength, had no time to hide. The only thing he could do was to run his magic skills. A phantom appeared behind him, and half of the true energy in his body was consumed in an instant.

At first, it was shining brightly, and a wave of fierce aura began to spread, and then subsided, becoming plain and unpretentious.

The backhand is a knife.

There was a bang when the knife and fist collided, and the air swayed endlessly.

The saber energy that erupted and dissipated did not disappear completely. It was as swift as wind, dense as rain, and piercingly cold, enveloping the fighters and forcing back the two who were about to take advantage.

Ding ding ding.

There was a faint sound of metal clashing, like a series of halos splashing like sparks.

Li Ye, whose body was churning with energy and blood, landed on the ground, using his left foot as a fulcrum, the ground cracked, turned around, and a cold light appeared, pointing directly at the throat of his fist.

Swish.

The boxer's throat is like the seven inches of a snake. When attacked by this, the pierced tip of the knife will take away the person's life.

"What a quick knife."

Before he died, there was still a sense of disbelief in his eyes, squinting at the blade below.

The bright white one was his last thought.

Seeing the two people who were also desperately fighting, one left and one right, before they could meet each other, they drove themselves to a dead end, blood oozing from their bodies, their momentum rose a lot, and their long swords pierced through the air.

Li Ye watched the two people's blood radiate, and performed the widely circulated Burning Blood Art, this desperate exercise, once it is in operation, there is no possibility of being alive.

If the blood is not burned, the exercises will not stop.

Withdrawing the knife and tapping the soles of his feet lightly, Li Ye's figure was like a ghost, leaving afterimages in the air.

wow wow wow.

The speed of the sword was very fast, and several of Li Ye's figures were shattered in the blink of an eye. Depending on the situation, Li Ye would not be shattered with only a few efforts.

It's just that people who use the Burning Blood Art lose blood faster, or Li Ye is attacked faster.

Nobody knows.

That strong physique shrunk at an astonishing speed, and the speed of the afterimage that Li Ye dodged was not as fast as being destroyed by the sword.

But extremes must be reversed.

Burning Blood Art is not without drawbacks. After half of the blood energy is consumed, there is no longer enough blood energy to maintain the strength of more than half a step of the master, and the speed of the sword has also dropped a lot.

Seeing this, Li Ye fought back.

Opening his eyes, his body looks like a nimble little fish, as if in the water, forming nimble trajectories as the thin and haggard figure swayed, and the cold light was coming, approaching the throats of the two of them.

rustling.

People are dead.

On the street, Li Ye was standing, surrounded by a mess.

He looked up, and the few people fleeing in the distance showed terrified expressions, and they didn't dare to stay even more, and fled at full speed.

A total of five desperate soldiers are all half-step masters.

But these five half-step masters didn't create any fatal crisis for Li Ye. After seeing Li Ye's strength, they didn't have the heart to work hard. They worked hard for their lives, but it didn't mean that they would risk their lives like dead men.

call.

Li Ye flicked the knife, and the blood on the knife flew away.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a shivering voice begging for mercy.

He walked to the well-preserved wooden cart, and behind the wooden block was an elderly man with a trembling body, kneeling down in horror with his eyes closed.

"My lord, my lord, I didn't see anything. There is a ninety-year-old mother on the top, and a five-year-old child on the bottom. Spare me, spare me, I won't say anything, I didn't see anything."

Hearing the sound of begging for mercy, and looking at the sixty-year-old man, Li Ye was inexplicably amused, and looked at the mud and stone puppet on the wooden board.

"I won't kill you. Don't worry, you are lucky to be alive. If someone asks you, just say that Li Ye killed the person. Let the government compensate you. It's my mental damage to you."

Li Ye picked up a colorful mudstone doll.

"How much is this doll?"

The old man didn't believe Li Ye's words at all, fearing that he would be tricked, he waved his hands repeatedly.

"No money, no money, my memory is very poor, I am old, I am old, and I will forget the name in a second."

Li Ye smiled, took out an ingot of silver and put it on the table.

"Buy and sell, money, I put it here."

After saying that, he turned and left.

PS: There is another update after 12:[-].

(End of this chapter)