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Kyoto.

On the noon gate.

The top of the Forbidden City.

The two figures are far from each other.

In the smog air of Kyoto, the figures of the two people are extraordinarily clear, like two candle flames, which is impossible to ignore.

On the tips of the two roofs, the originally upright building, coupled with the standing of two people, is like two sharp swords, straight into the sky.

All the people on the upper floor of the noon gate walked down, standing on both sides of the noon gate, staring at the two people on the top of the city gate.

The two of them looked at each other from afar and did not make a move, but their momentum kept rising.

The people downstairs held their breath one by one, staring at the two people upstairs, lest they miss something.

……

Meanwhile.

Artificial sea.

Inside Compound No. 1.

The Great Elder put down the pen in his hand, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of the Forbidden City.

"It should ...... It's about to begin, isn't it?" the Grand Elder looked at the clock, which was still a minute away from nine o'clock.

The man standing in front of the Great Elder said, "The people are already together, and it should start immediately." ”

The Great Elder nodded, looked out the window, and frowned.

"......What do you say," the Great Elder said slowly, "Who are you optimistic about in this battle?"

The man bowed over and said, "I don't dare to say it." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

The man hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "As far as I can see, the Ye family will win." ”

"Why?" asked the Great Elder.

The man said in a low voice: "The Ye family has made a lot of preparations and arranged a lot of secret defenses, if there is a problem, these people will immediately take action." I always believe that people ...... You can't fight against weapons, no matter how strong you are!"

When the Great Elder heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

After thinking about it, the Great Elder said, "Since this is the case, I will send you to the scene to take a look, and when I come back, I will report the situation clearly, and go to see people by the way...... How powerful will it be!"

When the man heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked, glanced at the Great Elder, and asked, "Then you...... Think ......"

"I think the Shangqing Sect will win!" the Great Elder said in a deep voice.

"This ......"

At this time, the table clock rang.

The table clock struck nine times, indicating that it was already nine o'clock.

Decisive battle...... It's time to get started!

"Go!" said the Great Elder.

"Yes!" the man immediately turned and left.

……

On the top of the Forbidden City.

Shang Yao and Yang Chen didn't look at the time at all, but they felt something and looked up suddenly.

The sky, the clouds and mist dispersed, and the moonlight shone brightly.

The haze could not block the moon's rays.

At this moment, it seems that the moonlight appears specifically for the two of them, sprinkling on the tower of the Wumen City, stretching the figures of the two people......

Shang Yao pulled out a sword from his waist.

The sword light was crystal clear, like ripples in autumn water, exuding a palpitating cold glow.

The moment Shang Yao drew his sword, it was as if the entire top of the Forbidden City had turned into a pond, all covered by the cold light pool of the sword in his hand, which was suffocating.

Shang Yao danced the sword in his hand, and under the illumination of the moonlight, it was like countless streamer phantoms, the beauty was suffocating, and the cold glow emitted was even more terrifying.

"It's Senior Brother's Han Feng!" Shangfeng grunted and drowned in a mouthful of spit, his voice trembling a little.

Shangting's eyes were full of longing staring at the sword in Shang Yao's hand, and he said enviously: "At the beginning, this sword cut the tiger in two, and the tiger also ran forward five meters, and it only spurted blood ten seconds after falling to the ground, and the sharpness can almost deceive the nerves!"

"yes!" said another, "I didn't expect it...... Senior Brother actually took out this sword, it seems that this time Yang Chen is finished!"

"I estimate that Senior Brother is going to retaliate by crippling Yang Chen, bringing him back to the sect and handing him over to the sect for disposal!"

"I think too!"

"Well, it must be so!"

The people of the Shangqing Sect talked one after another.

On the top of the Forbidden City.

Shang Yao looked at the sword in his hand, and reached out to caress the sword body, as if this sword was a woman, but also his favorite lover, with gentle movements and full of love.

"This sword is made of cold iron, and its name is Han Feng. The sword is three feet seven long, with broken hair, and extremely sharp. On the day the sword was formed, it was sacrificed with the blood of a tiger. Han Feng accompanied me to be invincible, and he was the first person in the sect to kill from a beginner disciple, and he made a great contribution! You were defeated by her sword today, and you won't lose!" Shang Yao said slowly, and when he looked at Yang Chen, he looked arrogant, as if Yang Chen had become a defeated general under his sword.

Yang Chen sneered and scoffed at Shangyao's words.

Shangyao said lightly: "There are not many people who can let me draw my sword, you should feel honored!"

Yang Chen glanced at Ye Xin and the others downstairs, and said slowly: "I hope you can use all your abilities, don't wait for you to lose and cry and cheat!"

"Heh!" Shangyao sneered, waved his sword and pointed at Yang Chen, "Pull out your weapon, don't say that I can't win!"

Yang Chen glanced at Shangyao and shook his head lightly, sighing, "It's okay!"

After speaking, Yang Chen stretched out his hand to wipe it behind him, and when he reappeared, a dagger that exuded a strange and brilliant light in the dark night had already appeared in his hand.

In the moonlight, the dagger is like the most mysterious and terrifying planet in the barren universe, emitting all kinds of unheard of and unseen mysterious light, mysterious and desirable, dark and unknown are even more terrifying.

The sharp sword light emitted from above was no less than that of Han Feng.

The moment the dagger was drawn, everyone's eyes were attracted to it, and even if they were far downstairs, they could still see clearly.

When Shangyao saw it, he could feel the sharpness of the sword, but such a brilliant color made him scoff, "Damascus stacking technique, I didn't expect you to be so admiring and flattering!"

Yang Chen smiled and said, "It's easy to use!"

Shangyao shook his head, "Such a fancy technique can't reflect the characteristics of the material at all, it's beautiful, but it's not practical!"

"Practical or not, you can feel it in a while!" A cold glint flashed in Yang Chen's eyes.

Hearing this, Shangyao sneered, waved the sword in his hand, leaned it against his back and said, "Don't be ashamed!"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, stroked the dagger, and said slowly: "This dagger is called Yunlai, it is made of a piece of meteorite iron that I picked up when I was playing in Kilimanjaro, the dagger is six inches long, and the handle is two inches long, a total of eight inches long; The day of the dagger...... He finished the sacrificial blade with a thousand people, and now there are more than thousands of dead souls under its blade, and now I think my Yunlai should be very hungry, he told me...... Your Blood...... It should be delicious!"

After speaking, Yang Chen smiled coldly, and the cold light in his eyes echoed the cold light of the Yunlai dagger in his hand.

"My blood?" Shang Yao smiled coldly, showing a look of remembrance, "My blood...... I don't know how many years I've not had blood in battle...... If you can hurt me today, you'll win!"

Yang Chen sneered, his body sank slightly, his eyes were like edges, staring at Shangyao and scolding: "Arrogance!"

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