Chapter 57. Then lead the light of the sky to the ruins. 【1】

The battle between Jun Xuan and Ximen Blowing Snow is a battle within the door of Pure Yang.

If it is for the sake of learning, it is not about life and death. Ye Gucheng understood this truth, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand it. He glanced at Ye Gucheng, who had an indifferent face, and couldn't help but clench his palms nervously.

Lu Xiaofeng himself has confidence in Jun Xuan, and his worries stem from his lack of confidence in himself. Lu Xiaofeng took Jun Xuan's sword, in all fairness, he couldn't catch that sword, it was precisely because he couldn't catch it, so he didn't know where Jun Xuan's peak was.

A Jun Xuan who couldn't catch a sword by Lu Xiaofeng blew snow on Ximen who also couldn't catch a sword by Lu Xiaofeng, what the result was, Lu Xiaofeng could only say that he didn't know.

But in Lu Xiaofeng's cognition, the battle with Ximen Blowing Snow ended only in death. Fall yourself, or let Simon blow the snow down. This is the sword of Simon blowing snow, and there is no room for return.

- It is true that there is no room to go back, because the two people above the Taihe Hall shot too fast, so fast that they did not give Lu Xiaofeng the slightest chance to stop him.

The swords of the two men were unsheathed, and there was a sound of metal clashing in the air. Mu Daoren looked at the two people who were fighting quickly, he originally thought that it was a joke for Ximen Blowing Snow to make an appointment with a girl who had just met the battle, but now, he already knew what Ximen Blowing Snow was doing.

Have you ever seen a sword like this? It is clear and sharp, and the blood and qi infiltrated around it also make people feel cold in the bone marrow. However, this supposedly soul-stirring aura has been controlled, turning evil into bravery, and the direction of the sword is only with the heart and thought of the person holding the sword. If it was Jun Xuan in the past, she would still rely on the sharpness of the sword. And now Jun Xuan, the sword will be driven by her as she wishes. This is Jun Xuan's breakthrough, after this battle, her path will suddenly be opened!

Have you ever seen a sword like this? It was originally a fast sword that saw blood, but it had more meaning to protect itself. If it was Simon who used to blow snow, he would be able to defeat him by using swordsmanship faster than him. Although it was difficult to restrain Simon from blowing snow, it was not impossible for no one to do it. However, today, his swordsmanship has added a return protection move, but it has not slowed down the swordsmanship itself. This is the breakthrough of Ximen Blowing Snow, after this battle, he is enough to become a god with a sword!

The sky broke, and the last rays of the moon disappeared. The morning sun is about to rise.

Everyone stared at the two figures on the Taihe Hall with bated breath, at this time, it was only half a pillar of incense before they drew their swords, but they had already passed more than fifty moves.

"In the past, there were immortals, a ladder of clouds, seeking the way. The immortal said: Tai Chi gives birth to two instruments, nine turns ......" [2]

Standing on the top of the Forbidden City, the girl's cold voice suddenly sounded, she read the sentences of others with unknown meanings, but the moves under her hands were not chaotic at all.

"Nine turns are one."

Ye Gucheng, who had been looking at Jun Xuan, gently read out the following sentences, only to see a halo under the girl's feet, and a Tai Chi pattern suddenly appeared under her feet, and it shattered in an instant.

It was just a matter of an instant, even though all the martial arts celebrities and heroes present were there, they couldn't accurately capture that shallow halo. The moonlight this night was too cold, so cold that everyone only felt that the Tai Chi pattern was just their own illusion.

They could only listen to the girl's faint words, and before everyone could react, they saw Ximen blowing snow in front of his chest and his internal force was released. His voice had always been as cold as frost and snow, but this time it was a little free-spirited.

Half a step back, Ximen Blowing Snow said: "This is called, Tai, Void, Sword, Meaning." ”

After this sound, the rest of the people could no longer see his movements except for seeing him soar into the air. In the silence, they could only hear the piercing sound of the two swords intertwined, and the crisp sound of the glazed tiles breaking under Jun Xuan and Ximen Fuxue's feet.

With this crisp sound, the battle of the Forbidden City between Jun Xuan and Ximen Chuixue, the two immortal swordsmen, has already had a result so far - Jun Xuan's sword was against Ximen Chuixue's chest, and Ximen Chuixue's sword was also against Jun Xuan's throat.

If the two of them have even an inch of their swords, they will both die!

However, both of them stopped in unison. Because at this time, they are not competing to see who can make the other party hurt more, but who can make the other party unscathed. You must know that it is far more difficult to hold back a sword that you stabbed with all your strength than to stab it down. If it weren't for the breakthroughs that Jun Xuan and Ximen Blowing Snow had made in the past few months, they wouldn't have been able to do this.

His subordinates paused slightly, and Ximen Fuxue and Jun Xuan also put their swords into the sheath.

"Tie." Ximen Fuxue raised his eyebrows and said to Jun Xuan.

Jun Xuan smiled slightly, and also replied: "Draw." ”

"When will we fight again?"

Looking at the girl's relaxed smile, Ximen Fuxue's expression also eased slightly. His own surging qi and blood after a duel had not yet calmed down, but he was staring at his opponent with burning eyes.

In fact, after seeing the real person of Taiyin, Ximen Fuxue once had a dream. In the dream, he was in Wanmei Villa, where he had swords, wine and friends, but Ximen Fuxue still felt so lonely. Because he saw a lonely tomb in Wanmei Villa, and the name of the owner of the lonely tomb was Ye Gucheng.

Simon Blowing Snow once felt that if you have friends, you shouldn't be lonely. So he always helps Lu Xiaofeng solve all kinds of troubles, hoping that his only remaining friend can live longer. But after that dream, Ximen Chuixue realized that not having an opponent is also a kind of loneliness, and that kind of loneliness can't even be dismissed by friends.

After waking up, Ximen Fuxue turned out to be sincerely glad. Fortunately, there is another person named Jun Xuan in this world, and another person named Ye Gucheng.

Jun Xuan didn't notice the surging of Ximen Blowing Snow's mood at the moment, and she herself was still immersed in the aftertaste of that battle. Prior to this, her swordsmanship was not improved in a life-and-death battle, but Jun Xuan had to admit that only such a thrilling battle could break through the bottleneck of the kendo as quickly as possible.

Hearing Simon Blowing Snow's words, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she pressed her voice into a line and passed it into Simon Blowing Snow's ears.

"Please go to Pure Yang and talk about Sword Peak."

Ximen Fuxue's eyes shone brighter, he nodded solemnly, and then a little later, a white-clothed swordsman descended from the top of the Forbidden City, and disappeared into the morning light that suddenly dazzled.

Seeing Ximen blow the snow and leave, Jun Xuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a long time before he could gather his mind. A faint smile rippled on Ye Gucheng's lips, and he flew up, grabbed the waist of his wife who had not passed the door, and took the person away from the Forbidden City with the same tiptoe.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the three figures that flew away one after another, and only came back to his senses after a while.

The wooden road man and the honest monk on the side are not much better than him, such a thrilling battle is no less than the legendary "a sword comes from the west, and the sky flies immortals". If you can see it with your own eyes, how can you not be sincerely amazed?

"This little girl is only fifteen years old?" The honest monk squinted his eyes, and his already round face was wrinkled like a bun that had just come out of the cage.

Lu Xiaofeng touched his mustache and said, "A month ago, I just participated in her ceremony. ”

Sikong Xingxing also asked: "I said Lu Xiaoji, when you are fifteen years old, can you do her to this point?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng became famous at the age of seventeen, and not many people knew about things before he became famous, but Sikong Xingxing was one of them. He, Lu Xiaofeng and Zhu Zhu were friends who grew up together, so he naturally knew that Lu Xiaofeng used a sword before he was seventeen years old.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head honestly and said with a wry smile: "Don't say that I can't, even when Ximen Blowing Snow is fifteen years old, he may not be able to be so strong." ”

Taking a slight breath, Sikong Xingxing patted his chest, and said with half-truth: "Fortunately, I didn't offend this little Dao girl." ”

Mu Dao people seemed to have just recovered from the battle just now, he looked at the Taihe Treasure Hall that was already empty, and muttered: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Jun Daoyou only rely on today's battle, which is enough to make the poor Dao sigh to himself." ”

"Amitabha." The honest monk recited a Buddha name and continued: "When the sun sets today, it will definitely spread throughout the rivers and lakes, and Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng's junior sister will fight to a draw. Although the monarch's benefactor is famous, I am afraid that some people will say that the Ximen donor is not as good as the Ye benefactor. ”

What the honest monk said was true, Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng made an appointment to fight, and his younger sister Jun Xuan was fifteen years old and drew with Ximen Blowing Snow at the top of the Forbidden City. The decisive battle was replaced, and the battle was drawn, and it was inevitable that some villains would slander Simon Blowing Snow.

Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand and said, "Ximen doesn't care about this. ”

At this moment, the sun has risen. Lu Xiaofeng and his entourage couldn't stop any longer, and everyone said goodbye without saying a word, and soon jumped out of the palace gate.

A thrilling usurpation struggle was put to rest. After dealing with the affairs of the court, the emperor specially issued a decree to reward several people in the rivers and lakes who "acted righteously, loyal to the monarch and patriotic". Although the courtiers don't know about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but in the end, the emperor issued a clear reward, and when they meet these people in the rivers and lakes in the future, they always have to give a few thin faces.

Mu Daoren and honest monks are outsiders, but Wudang and Shaolin are big sects in the end, and they can have a little relationship with the royal family, which is very useful to them.

knew that Lu Xiaofeng was used to it, so the emperor did not add him to the rank of knight, but rewarded him with twenty jars of aging wine that could only be tasted in the imperial palace. Lu Xiaofeng received these twenty jars of wine, and while he was overjoyed, he was finally relieved.

- Lu Xiaofeng is worthy of being a smart person, he understands his identity as a "Jianghu person", since he is a Jianghu person, he must have the appearance of a Jianghu person. This time someone rebelled, and he acted as a citizen of Da'an, just for the chivalry of the Jianghu people. But that doesn't mean he wants to get involved in the court.

And Sikong Xingxing is almost so happy that he has turned over a thousand heels these days, because the reward he received is nothing else, it is the gold medal of exoneration given by the emperor himself. He is the king of thieves, but the king of thieves is a thief. With the gold medal given by the emperor, it is equivalent to having a layer of □□ for Sikong to pick up stars - although he is confident that he will not miss, he is prepared.

Lu Xiaofeng was still wondering why their rewards had come down, but there was no movement in Ye Gucheng. After all, the reason why he was able to solve the father and son of King Pingnan so neatly this time was that Ye Gucheng was the biggest hero. And half a month later, when he really inquired about what the emperor had rewarded Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng only felt that he had been struck by a thunderbolt.

Unable to take care of it anymore, Lu Xiaofeng immediately embarked on a journey to Baiyun City.