A full moon seems to be hanging on the eaves of the Taihe Palace.

In front of the Taihe Palace, there are many martial arts people.

Most of Xia Yunmo knows him, he picks up stars, is an honest monk, and spends a lot of flowers...... There's even a little girl.

Xia Yunmo had just walked down the steps when the little girl threw herself into his arms.

She raised her head and looked at Xia Yunmo. Her eyes were large and bright, as if the stars had reached hers.

At this time, there was joy in her eyes, and her whole eyes were smiling.

"Master, I finally saw you, where have you been all these days?" The little girl looks well-behaved and cute, who can Shangguan Xue'er be if she is not Xia Yunmo's big apprentice?

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "Master left for some important things, and I didn't have time to inform you, why did you come here?" ”

In the first time he came to "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", he met the Jade Rakshasa and was cut off an arm, so he had to go to other worlds, and he didn't have time to explain to Shangguan Xue'er.

Shangguan Xue'er said with a smile: "I heard the news of the top of the Forbidden City, and I know that your master will definitely not miss such a martial arts event, so I rushed to the capital today." ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "It seems that Xue'er is still so smart, and she has improved a lot in light skills." ”

Previously, Shangguan Xue'er jumped lightly, which was a distance of three or four zhang, and this light skill also had the level of a first-class master.

He knew that Shangguan Xue'er had not only improved her light skills, but also improved her Xuantian hands a lot, and these small hands were as crystal clear as jade, but they contained extremely amazing power inside.

Shangguan Xue'er grinned and said, "Of course, your apprentice is not lazy. ”

Xia Yunmo said: "These old things, let's talk about them later, you tell me about the current situation first." ”

At the top of the Forbidden City, on the slippery glazed tiles, there are three people.

Two white-clothed swordsmen, tall and arrogant.

There was also a man with four eyebrows.

Shangguan Xue'er nodded, and told everything that had happened in the palace before, but it didn't seem to be much different from the original.

The prince of Nanping looks exactly the same as today's saint, and after being discovered by the chief of the palace, he joined forces and wanted to come up with a plan to steal the sky and change the day, so that the prince of Nanping would become the emperor unconsciously.

To this end, they also asked Ye Gucheng for help.

With the gimmick of "the top of the Forbidden City", many masters of the rivers and lakes were attracted to enter Beijing, and then the excess ribbons were stolen by the Wang manager and distributed to the people in the rivers and lakes, so that the number of martial arts people entering the palace increased, and the guards had to transfer manpower to the Taihe Hall to defend, so that they could carry out conspiracies in the palace.

There are many details in this, each section is interlocking, as long as Lu Xiaofeng can't figure it out in one section, or has a little less luck, then this plan to steal the sky and change the day will succeed.

It's a pity that it was finally recognized.

Lu Xiaofeng and others rescued him in the deep palace, and finally saved the emperor.

And this decisive battle of "Full Moon Night, Top of the Forbidden City", although it is late, is not too late.

Ye Gucheng has doubts in his heart, his heart is chaotic, if a person's heart is chaotic, then the swordsmanship will also be chaotic, and the duel will definitely die.

And the reason why his heart was messy was that he didn't know why all this was discovered by Lu Xiaofeng, he thought that all this was seamless.

Now, Lu Xiaofeng is explaining to Ye Gucheng.

After a cup of tea, Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and Ye Gucheng also smiled.

It's just that there seems to be more bitterness in the smile.

The doubts have been solved, the knot in his heart is no longer there, and Ye Gucheng has walked to the west gate to blow snow.

At this time, the mild spring breeze suddenly became cold, like the last winter.

The moon has faded, as light as the stars.

The starlight is as light as a dream, a lover's dream.

Lu Xiaofeng flew down from the top of Bauhinia, saw Xia Yunmo, nodded slightly, although he was still smiling, his smile was not good-looking, let alone chic.

The time for the decisive battle has come.

Xia Yunmo looked at Ye Gucheng on the cornice, but there was already an indescribable sadness in his heart.

He knew that Ye Gucheng would inevitably lose and die in this battle.

Ye Gucheng's life is a sword, and the sword is Ye Gucheng's life.

And victory is glorious, honor, and the pursuit of kendo.

But for the current Ye Gucheng, victory has lost its meaning, because he will die if he loses, and he will die if he wins.

A man who intends to rebel has appeared in the palace, and the plan has been seen through, and he must die.

Whoever knows that he can't leave the Forbidden City tonight.

How can a man who is determined to die win?

Even if Xia Yunmo is willing to take action to help Ye Gucheng.

As long as he joins forces with Ye Gucheng, absolutely no place in this world can stop it.

But is Ye Gucheng willing to flee in embarrassment like this?

If he really wants to escape, then is he still the arrogant Ye Gucheng? Can he still perform such an arrogant and lofty sword technique?

So, he won't go, and he's going to die.

The light of the stars and the moon was even fainter, and all the light in the heavens and the earth was concentrated on these two swords.

Two immortal swords.

Already stabbed.

The sword that stabbed out, the sword momentum was not fast, and the distance between Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng was still very far.

Before their blades touched, they began to move constantly, and the blades changed extremely quickly.

They have all reached the highest level of swordsmanship, and their swordsmanship is free to do as they please, and it is in harmony with the sword.

Dangdangdang.

In an instant, they had exchanged countless rounds, and the sky was full of sword light.

Each of their swords is a mortal sword, and if their opponents are different, then one sword is enough to settle the battle.

Their swordsmanship flowed ethereally, like a gust of wind outside the white clouds, and like ripples on the banks of a river.

Everyone's palms were already sweating, and they had been shocked by the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world.

Those who learn swords, only need to master their swordsmanship in one or two percent, and it is enough to dominate the rivers and lakes.

The two figures suddenly separated, Ye Gucheng's body jumped, and a sword light flew out obliquely, and the sword light stabbed straight over, and the sword light was extremely fast.

No one can describe the splendor of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword

This is the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world, and this is the unparalleled swordsman in the world.

Simon Blowing Snow's eyes condensed, and he also stabbed out a sword.

The edge and speed of this sword are also unimaginable.

If there are really immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods in heaven and earth, they will inevitably be moved by the loss of color because of this sword.

The sword flashed, and blood splashed.

The cold blade of the sword had pierced Ye Gucheng's chest, and he could even feel that the tip of the sword had touched his heart.

He had felt pain, fear, despair, .......

These words would never have appeared on the White Cloud City Lord.

All the joy and beauty in his life will end in this moment.

However, not only did he have no grudge against Simon Blowing Snow, but there was only one that no one could understand and appreciate.

He knew that Simon Fuxue was unwilling to kill him, but he still killed him.

Because Simon Blowing Snow knew that he would rather die under this sword.

If you are going to die, why don't you die outside the snow blowing at the West Gate? Being able to die under the sword of Simon blowing snow is at least much more glorious than other ways to die.

"Thank you."

The moment his eyes touched, although the words were not spoken, they had already been revealed from his gaze.

He knew that Simon would definitely understand.

He fell.

This peerless swordsman has finally fallen.

There was also a drop of blood on the sword.

The snow fell gently at the west gate, looking up at the sky, and suddenly there was an indescribable loneliness.

Until, he saw Xia Yunmo again.