Chapter 1190： Day List Twenty Nine (1/2)

At this time, Li Ye continued to use a technique and combat technique to strengthen his strength.

Just when he was about to enter, a figure that broke through the air from the other side turned out to be the target of the temple in front of him.

”Go away!”

The other party probably just discovered it, and didn't pay attention to who Li Ye was, so he roared and slapped Li Ye at the same time.

”set!”

In an instant, the time around him became extremely slow, as if it was still, and even the other side's amazing offensive was clearly seen.

In the next moment, the surroundings suddenly returned to normal, but the palm fell directly.

”what?”

Seeing that he had actually missed his hand, Kong Ti was slightly stunned, and an accident crossed his face.

In the temple, Li Ye fell to the ground, and suddenly felt a breath that was completely different from the two temples he had discovered before.

”So strong sword intent!”

The entire temple is full of strong sword intent, as if there is a swordsman supreme, exuding endless destruction sword energy.

Looking at it, in the depths of the temple, a statue stands alone there.

That was a strong man holding a divine sword. Although it was only a statue, Li Ye felt a terrifying edge that could only be felt by a strong man at the supreme level of kendo.

So far, Li Ye has only felt this feeling in one person!

To be correct, it is a ghost left by a person, 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, but Li Ye has seen it. Even though the powerful sword intent made him breathless, it was completely opposite to Ye Wuming.

I really want to describe, even though Ye Wuming's sword is also sharp, it is even more atmospheric, full of an elegant temperament.

And the temple in front of me is full of that kind of overbearing and overbearing will!

Both can be convinced that they are the supreme swordsman, but they are taking two diametrically opposite paths.

Ye Wuming's sword is misty.

The owner of this temple sculpture is the sword of murder! Domineering sword!

Just as Li Ye felt it, the sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

The next moment, Li Ye's body shook, and at the same time a palm wind wiped his face, but then it was like touching the scattered sword energy in the entire temple, swarming and tearing.

”What an amazing sword intent!”

Conte's face was slightly surprised, but then there was a hot expression on his face!

At the same time, as Conte and Li Ye entered the temple one after another, the entire temple also changed.

Outside, someone appeared again, just about to enter the temple, but was bounced away by a force.

”Damn it! It's a step too late!”

The man scolded him a bit bitterly, and was not wasting time, he turned around and headed to other places.

In the temple, Conte and Li Ye are both looking at each other.

”Li Ye? I didn't expect to meet you here.”

Conte's voice has a forceful edge, like a sword, extremely sharp.

Li Ye immediately understood that the person in front of him must be a strong man who practiced kendo all year round, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to reveal such a temperament.

”Li Ye, I don't want to be your enemy. This temple has a strong heritage of swordsmanship. If you let it go to me, I will count as Conte owing you a favor.”