Just when Li Ye was about to give the order to kill, Xiao Bai's voice came from behind.
"Brother, some Beihai soldiers are here to deliver a message!"
Li Ye looked behind Xiao Bai and saw a general from Beihai walking over. He lowered his head and saluted and said quietly: "Our island owner wants to make a deal with the Imperial Master."
Li Ye was stunned, looked at him and said coldly: "Now that things have happened, what capital does your island owner still have to do a deal with me?"
General Beihai did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward and pointed towards the seaside. "Our island owner wants to exchange 50,000 people from Beixuan Territory for our 100,000 sergeants. I wonder what the National Master thinks?"
After hearing this, Li Ye was furious. After releasing his consciousness, he looked at the big ships on the seaside. He saw several big ships filled with people wearing Beixuan Domain costumes, old and young, men and women... ...
"Does your island owner want to commit suicide? Or does he think he will live longer?" Li Ye looked at him and said coldly.
Unexpectedly, the visitor replied calmly: "This is the decision of the island owner. I am just a messenger. I believe that the national master will not embarrass me, right?"
With Li Ye's past temper, he would have decapitated him with a backhand sword and then quickly, but looking at the tens of thousands of people on the ship, he had to resist the urge to draw his sword.
"You can let him go, but I'm going to have a fight with your island owner. If he's scared, just shout three times on the sea: I'm a bastard, and I can let him go!"
Li Ye suddenly thought of the idea of disgusting the other party, looked at the visitor and said calmly.
The Beihai general was stunned. He didn't expect that Li Ye would think of this trick to disgust him. He couldn't help but blurt out and asked: "What if we let your people go and you break your promise?"
When Li Ye heard this, he couldn't help but get angry. He turned around and shouted, "Where is General Wang Tianhua? Where is General Nalan?"
Nalan Yu and Wang Tianhua, who were standing behind Li Ye, shouted in unison: "The final general is here!"
"Send an order to deploy all the heavy slaves along the coast, and order 50,000 soldiers to stand behind the slave formation with arrows. If the other party dares to break their promise, they will be shot dead on the spot. No one will be spared!"
After saying these words, Li Ye glanced at the Beihai army on the cliff mountain, turned around and walked down the mountain.
Seeing the national division's departure, tens of thousands of troops lined up one after another, and under the command of Jiang Huo, went to the seaside to form a formation and stand by.
Now that the matter has come to this, Li Ye is not afraid of the other party playing tricks at all. The initiative is in his own hands, so he is not afraid.
When the Beihai general saw this, he quickly waved to the Beihai army on the mountain and shouted loudly: "Brothers, you can go home!"
After shouting, he turned around and walked quickly down the mountain, fearing that Li Ye would regret it.
But before he had gone far, Li Ye's cold voice came from behind: "Let me go back to the people first, otherwise I will fight for their lives and leave the lives of your hundred thousand troops on this beach. above."
When General Beihai heard this, his feet slipped and he almost fell to the ground.
He glanced back at Li Ye and hurried down the mountain.
It took half a year, but when Li Ye led the dynasty's 100,000 troops to line up on the beach and wait for a while, the ship slowly docked at the beach, and tens of thousands of people on board ran towards the beach.
Li Ye walked forward alone...
Running towards them were tens of thousands of civilians who had been taken hostage by the Beihai army.
Behind him was the 100,000 Beihai army rushing down from the cliff mountain.
Li Ye walked forward quietly.
At this time, he suddenly remembered a sentence in a book he had read in his husband's study.
I am not afraid, but I shrink back. Even though there are thousands of people, I am going!
In less than an hour, the 50,000 Beihai civilians on hundreds of ships were all gone. One by one, they ran up and hugged the soldiers of the imperial army and cried bitterly.
The gentleman and the woman in white stood not far from the army. Behind them stood Xiaobai, Xia Wutong, Li Xiaoxue, Shangguan Qiu Ming and
The monks of the imperial dynasty gathered together.
Everyone watched quietly as Li Ye exchanged hostages with the other party. Although they were angry, they were as helpless as Li Ye.
Because the other party took tens of thousands of their own people as hostages.
The owner of Beihai Island can ignore the life and death of his own soldiers, but as the national advisor, Li Ye cannot ignore the life and death of the people in the five regions. Otherwise, the meaning of this war will be lost.
On this battlefield, everyone must obey the orders of the national master.
Even masters like Mr. and the woman in white.
...
Time passed slowly, even though there were 100,000 soldiers and 50,000 civilians standing on the coastline.
Because of the silence, time seemed not to pass. The autumn sun in the sky slowly changed, and the sea breeze blew gently on everyone's face. Still no one spoke among hundreds of thousands of people.
Li Ye looked at a middle-aged man in blue clothes who was slowly walking over. The hand holding the Prajna Sword was shaking slightly, not because of fear in his heart, but because of the anger in his heart.
The other party actually used common people as hostages, which inspired Li Ye's determination to kill.
The man who came over looked at Li Ye and said, "I am Duanmu Qingkong, the owner of Dragon Island in the North Sea. I didn't expect that the national master of the Five Domains Dynasty is so young."
Li Ye looked at him coldly and said in a solemn voice: "I didn't expect that the Beihai army would be so shameless that they would capture our people as hostages. The ancients said that disasters never reach the people. It seems that the island owner has not read many books. ."
Duanmu Qingkong frowned. Although he knew that Duanmu Feilong did this, he did not object. When Li Ye heard it, he couldn't find the words to respond.
After a while, he said: "I didn't kill them, I just used them to exchange hostages with the Imperial Master. Everyone's starting point is the same."
Li Ye looked slightly startled, then looked disgusted. He replied: "Soldiers have to face death when they go to the battlefield. How dare you trade innocent people for them?"
Duanmu Qingkong sighed, looked at him and said calmly: "Even if we were wrong, didn't the Imperial Master also agree to the exchange?"
Li Ye looked at him and shook his head calmly.
After a while, he said calmly: "In that case, let's see who among you and me can leave."
Duanmu Qingkong's body trembled when he heard this. He was already at the ninth level of distraction, and he was about to step into the realm of transcending tribulation. The young man in front of him was only at the ninth level of Nascent Soul. Why would he want to cross a big realm to challenge himself?
Duanmu Qingkong looked into Li Ye's eyes and asked in confusion: "Why do you challenge me?"
Li Ye looked at him and said coldly: "I can't stay in this world for long, and I don't trust you back to Dragon Island. Under such circumstances, as long as I challenge you without any difficulty... .”
"I am different from you, the island owner. No matter how many people I kill, I can feel at ease. I killed 100,000 cavalry from the grassland tribes in southern Xinjiang, and then on the way back to the dynasty, I killed 50,000 dynasty rebels... ..."
The heavy Prajna Sword was in his hand, with blood dripping down, exuding the smell of blood.
He looked at Duanmu Qingkong and said: "I named this sword Prajna before because I didn't want to kill...I only started using it to kill people when I came to the Beihai battlefield..."
It was Li Ye who spoke all the time, while Duanmu Qingkong remained silent. His face covered with dust looked a little confused, and then gradually turned into uneasiness. He asked in a deep voice: "So, Imperial Master, what do you want to say?"
"From this moment on, I want to give him another name." Li Ye said.
Duanmu Qingkong was a little hard to understand. He frowned slowly. After thinking for a while, he said, "What do you want to name him?"
Li Ye looked at him, and after a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Shura! From this moment on, this is the Prajna Shura Sword."
"Asura Sword! Prajna Asura Sword?" Duanmu Qingkong repeated it coldly, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Island Master, I am very grateful for your appearance, because you are very important to me."
After Li Ye said this, he bowed to Duanmu Qingkong.
"I'm very important to you. I'm sorry, it seems like I'm meeting you for the first time." Duanmu Qingkong looked at Li Ye and replied calmly.
Li Ye bowed again and said quietly: "This is very important to me without you."
This time, Duanmu Qingkong understood. He looked at Li Ye and said, "Even if we have to decide the winner, let's do it."
...
Duanmu Qingkong took out his long knife. It was a black long knife like the Prajna Sword. It was four feet long, exceeding the length of the Shura Sword.
Li Ye held the Shura Sword tightly in his hand and looked at the master in front of him who was about to enter the realm of calamity.
Since he refined a trace of Shura essence and blood, his body has become extremely powerful, and with the ninth level of the formless body, he is not afraid of any opponent with his physical body alone.
Looking at Duanmu Qingkong's cold eyes under the blade, Li Ye gathered all his strength to strike out with the first sword. He wanted to take the initiative.
Duanmu Qingkong stabbed Li Ye's sword with his backhand. As the owner of the island, how could he not have experienced life and death?
Li Ye's sword power suddenly decreased and he put it in front of his chest.
Duanmu Qingkong's long knife clearly hit his eyebrows from a distance, but for some reason, he thought Duanmu Qingkong's long knife was pointing at his chest.
This was the intuition he had gained from the life-and-death struggle he had experienced since childhood, and he came to the result instinctively without thinking.
Duanmu Qingkong jumped out from under the beach, his body was low, and the long knife slashed towards Li Ye's chest. It hit the heavy Shura knife hard and made a loud clang.
A dazzling light burst out from Duanmu Qingkong's long knife, which was the phenomenon of the concentration of distraction essence to the extreme.
The Shura knife in Li Ye's hand was frustrated, and there was a feeling of distress in his chest.
And just when Duanmu Qingkong's long knife struck Li Ye's Shura knife, another wisp of sword energy quietly came out from behind him and struck Li Ye's left chest with a hiss!
Li Ye groaned, and the formless Dharma Body and Shura Qi in his body came out majesticly, filling his chest, and dispersed Duanmu Qingkong's sword energy.
Then his body suddenly swept back and rolled in the air.
He fell heavily to the ground, and a bloody mark appeared on his left chest. If it weren't for the extremely powerful Shura Qi, his heart would definitely have been cut through by this knife.
Duanmu Qingkong stood not far from Li Ye. He also had a wound on his body, which was oozing blood, instantly soaking his blue clothes.
When Li Ye's Shura sword struck his chest with the opponent's sword energy, it also stabbed the opponent's body.
The sun shone slantly from behind him, and his cyan clothes were dyed red with blood, making him look particularly majestic. He was the Lord of Dragon Island and had extremely powerful skills.
Li Ye wiped away the blood marks on his chest with his hands, looked at Duanmu Qingkong opposite, and improved his formless body skills.
Duanmu Qingkong lowered his head and kicked forward. The long knife between his right wrist swung with the momentum and slashed hard at Li Ye's throat.
Li Ye inserted one hand into the beach, rolled hard with his left hand, and swept the Shura Sword into it with a lightning-like wave. The Shura Sword brought out a trail of sand and flew towards the blue sky of Duanmu.
Duanmu Qingkong avoided the sand and moved forward with the sword again.
Li Ye swung the Shura sword and stabbed him directly in the back of the head.
In a flash of lightning, the two fought for countless rounds on the beach.
The beach was full of fine sand, which had a serious impact on both people.
Li Ye relied on his physical strength to attack with all his strength, while Duanmu Qingkong perfectly displayed his fighting consciousness and did not miss any opportunity. His sword skills came out continuously, and every sword ray was to kill him.
"You shouldn't fight me, you will definitely die in my hands today!" Duanmu Qingkong said coldly.
A curtain of light suddenly appeared in front of Li Ye. This was the secret on Duanmu Qingkong's sword. The curtain of light flashed and fell on his face, immediately cutting off his consciousness.
Taking advantage of this moment, Duanmu Qingkong turned his hand into a knife and slashed Li Ye's chest very coldly.
Li Ye felt a sharp pain in his chest. He felt as if his heart would burst in the next moment. With a cry of pain, he moved the Shura Sword to his chest, and with his right fist held the ninth level of the Wuxiang Dharmakaya and struck fiercely. The other party smashed it over.
Li Ye's punch contained the power of Wuxiang Dharma Body and Shura Qi. It broke through the force of the sword in his right hand and hit him hard on the left chest.
The fist passed through Duanmu Qingkong's chest, several ribs snapped, and a bloody arrow flew out of his chest...
