"Baiyun City Lord?" A man stepped out of the military formation, he was holding a long sword, and he could command the whole army with an order, even if Ye Gucheng had peerless swordsmanship, in an instant, he would have to die on the spot.

But he didn't give an order, but a pair of eyes never left Ye Gucheng's face, and he asked the doubts in his heart: "The city lord is far away from the sky, the sword is like a flying immortal, and the person is like a flying immortal, why bother to depreciate himself to the red dust and do such an unwise thing?"

"You don't understand!" Ye Gucheng said coldly.

Except for the strong, like the man in front of him, he originally disdained the others.

"But we know that the crime you are committing now, the crime of a thousand slashes and the death penalty of the nine clans!" another man spoke.

"Then do you know what crime you have committed?" Ye Gucheng was still very cold, and only glanced at the sword in the man's hand from the corner of his eye, "You are not good at learning swords, and you dare to be rude to me, you are also guilty of a capital crime!"

His expression contained disdain, as if the people besieging him were all local chickens and dogs, and they were not worth mentioning.

"You ......" the man was scolded, his face was gloomy, and the blade of his sword was unsheathed, and he was about to rush forward.

But as soon as he made a move, he was stopped.

"Wait a minute!" said Simon Blowing Snow, "I have something to say!"

At this time, the atmosphere was awe-inspiring and the two sides were tense, but Ximen Fuxue wanted to speak, but no one could not listen, and no one dared not listen, the name of the sword god deserved.

The man nodded his head, and everyone's movements stopped.

"If I join forces with Ye Gucheng's twin swords, who can resist it in the whole world?" Ximen Fuxue looked cold, but his words were so proud.

But just like that, there are many masters around, but no one refutes it, because they know that what they say is the truth.

The man who commanded the guards took a deep breath, and there were faint beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, if it was really like Ximen Fuxue said, the two peerless masters joined forces, and they were all tied together, and they were not the opponents of the two of them.

"Do you understand what I mean?" said Simon Blowing Snow, staring at the man.

The man shook his head and pretended not to know, but in fact he still knew what he meant, and at this time he could only force himself not to understand, delay time, and either come up with a countermeasure, or wait for another reinforcement from a master of the same level to arrive.

Simon Blowing Snow didn't know what he was thinking, or if he did, he didn't bother to delve into it.

He looked at Ye Gucheng, as if he was explaining, and as if he was telling others about the loneliness in his heart: "I learned swords at the age of seven, and I have achieved success in seven years, and I have never met an opponent so far!"

Ye Gucheng sighed, how could he not have this feeling: "I am only afraid of the jade character of Qionglou, and the high place is not cold...... How can these people know about the loneliness of people in high places, and why do you tell them?"

Ximen Fuxue stared at Ye Gucheng with his eyes, and the expression that flashed in his eyes was very strange, as if he had found the same kind, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Tonight is the night of the full moon!"

"Yes!" Ye Gucheng said.

"Are you Ye Gucheng?" asked Ximen Chuixue knowingly.

"Yes!" Ye Gucheng replied.

"You have a sword in your hand, and I have it too!"

"Yes!" Ye Gucheng still said this.

"So today, I finally have an opponent!" a deep loneliness suddenly appeared on Ximen Fuxue's face.

His words were not clear, but the crowd understood what they meant.

Ximen Blowing Snow wants to fight Ye Gucheng today.

But for the man in command of the guard, this is not something he can decide, even if he has always acted decisively, but in the face of this matter, he does not dare to take risks.

Fortunately, after a short delay, the reinforcements he was waiting for arrived.

A person walked out of the sword mountain and gun forest, and when they saw this person, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If there is anyone in this world who can call the shots about the decisive battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, then this person must be Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng came from the moonlight, his eyes kept staring at Ximen Blowing Snow, but Ximen Blowing Snow didn't look at him, wanting to express his stubbornness.

"Is this battle really imperative?" Lu Xiaofeng was silent for a long time, and said quietly.

"Hmm!" After all, it was one of his few friends in this world, and Simon Fuxue reluctantly responded.

"And then?" Lu Xiaofeng said again.

"No more!" Simon was still cold when the snow was blowing.

Lu Xiaofeng already understood what he meant, this battle was inevitable, no matter whether he won or lost, Ximen would no longer care about Ye Gucheng after blowing snow.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled, he patted the shoulder of the commander of the guards, and said with a smile: "You still can't make up your mind about this matter? No matter whether you win or lose, it will benefit you and do no harm!"

The commander of the guards raised his head, his eyes scanned back and forth between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, and finally let out a sigh of relief and said, "Tonight is the night of the full moon, but this is not the top of the Forbidden City!"

As Lu Xiaofeng said, it doesn't matter who loses between the two, there will inevitably be damage to the duel between the two masters, and Ye Gucheng won't have to face them if he loses.

Even if he wins, it will definitely damage his internal strength, and when they make a move, they will be able to deal with it better.

"Listen to what you mean, do you still want them to go back to the Taihe Hall to fight?" Lu Xiaofeng said jokingly.

The commander of the Praetorian Guard suddenly smiled, and he nodded: "Since their battle is imperative, why should they let all the masters come from thousands of miles away and return in vain!"

These masters showed him their affection, and even if Ye Gucheng won later, if they wanted to help him, it would be difficult to refuse.

A round of full moon hangs under the cornice, although the bright moon has sunk in the west, but it is even more round.

The moon is under the eaves, but the people are on the cornices.

In the open space in front of the hall, a number of martial arts celebrities have already come here, waiting for this earth-shattering battle.

Behind the master, countless guards were waiting for the decisive battle to be decided before making a move.

The picture was silent for a while, everyone didn't dare to speak, and between the confrontation between the two peerless masters, although they didn't make a move, there was an invisible pressure in the air.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice came out.

"Small defeat, in your eyes, which of them do you say will win?"

Everyone's bodies trembled suddenly, and they subconsciously tilted their heads to the left, trying to find the source of the sound, and also wondering which bold person dared to talk nonsense in front of this battle of the strong.

Everyone looked and saw a young man standing on the high wall of the palace, and next to him was a half-grown child.

Although no one could see who opened the mouth, judging from the timbre, it must have been the young man.

But the young man was asking a half-old child, which was a ridiculous joke.

The duel between the two peerless swordsmen is also something that a child can comment on casually? He is afraid that he has never even seen superb martial arts, don't wait for the two swordsmen to make a move, Yu Wei alone can scare the child to pee his pants.

Among the people, only Lu Xiaofeng's face sank like water, and his heart throbbed, although his attention was all on Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng, but such a big two living people suddenly appeared, he didn't even notice it, just his light skills are not to be underestimated.