Chapter Seventy-Three: Luck

The mist gradually dispersed, and two figures slowly emerged in the mist.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at each other, trying to see who the two were winning and who was losing.

Finally, the situation of the two completely fell into the eyes of everyone.

The two figures, one black and one white, stood in the air out of thin air, just by virtue of this light skill, it has already made the vast majority of people out of reach.

A faint smile appeared on Xia Yunmo's face again, a light smile, but his face was a little pale, and his hands seemed to be trembling.

Ye Gucheng's sword was still pale, still with a cold expression, and his hands were trembling.

This...... Who wins and loses?

They can't see it.

After a long time, Ye Gucheng finally spoke: "I lost." ”

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said: "In this battle, I didn't win or lose at all, I just had better luck." ”

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "There has never been any luck, if you lose, you lose."

He suddenly raised the bamboo sword in his hand, the bamboo sword had been destroyed, and only a small section remained.

And the bamboo sword in Xia Yunmo's hand was also damaged, but it was a foot long.

Whether it is "flying immortals" or "ruthless". They are all rare kendo stunts in the world, and all the strength of Xia Yunmo and Ye Gucheng has been infused into the bamboo sword.

The bamboo sword has become an unparalleled weapon in the world, just two slender bamboos, but there are not many people in the world who can take it.

But when the same two unparalleled weapons collide and clash, any flaw will become the key to victory or defeat.

Ye Gucheng lost!

Lost in luck!

The bamboo sword he chose was more fragile than Xia Yunmo's, and the bamboo sword he chose was more tenacious than his.

The moment the two bamboo swords collided, the sword intent, sword qi, and even the spirit of Xia Yunmo and Ye Gucheng were all clashing.

Then, Ye Gucheng's bamboo sword began to break, inch by inch.

Although Xia Yunmo's is also breaking, it is much better.

The moment the break broke, the winner was already clear.

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Not far from the bamboo forest in the western suburbs, there is a pavilion, and Xia Yunmo and the others are in the pavilion at this time.

Xia Yunmo and Ye Gucheng sat opposite each other, and Shangguan Xue'er wanted to pour a book of clear water for the two, but was stopped by Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng said: "This battle is hearty, very happy, even if I lose, my heart is very happy, since this is the case, why not drink it." ”

The smile on Xia Yunmo's face was even bigger, and he was naturally more willing to drink than to drink white water. So he said: "If you can see such an amazing flying immortal outside the sky, you should be a big white." ”

At this time, someone was already holding a jar of wine in front of the two of them.

Ye Gucheng stopped the prince of Nanwang from pouring wine, and personally poured a large bowl of wine for Xia Yunmo and himself.

This wine is pure and transparent, but the aroma is very strong, and it should be the inventory of the palace.

The two of them drank, and Xia Yunmo not only sighed: "The Flying Immortal outside the sky is worthy of being a unique skill in the world, an almost perfect sword." ”

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "No matter how perfect the swordsmanship is, it needs to be displayed by the swordsman, there is no perfect swordsman in this world, and naturally there is no perfect swordsmanship." ”

Xia Yunmo nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Ye Gucheng's eyes showed a blazing light again, and his palms couldn't help clenching, and said, "Your last sword has a name." ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "The swordsman is affectionate, but the sword is ruthless, so I call that sword "ruthless". ”

Ye Gucheng stroked his hand and praised: "It is really a "ruthless" sword, which makes people lose their souls. ”

Xia Yunmo said: "A ruthless sword means killing and destruction, the sword is ruthless, and people must be even more ruthless." Unfortunately, I can't do it yet. ”

Ye Gucheng said: "The way of the sword is supreme, the swordsman is lonely, and he should be ruthless and unrighteous. ”

Xia Yunmo smiled bitterly, there are really too few people who can always take "swordsmanship" as the best pursuit of life, and can withstand loneliness and ruthlessness.

Such people are only Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng.

They have reached the point of "idiot" for swords, and only people who are sexually obsessed will pursue swordsmanship desperately.

Only such "idiot" people can be pure, and only such "idiot" people can be worthy of the titles of "Sword God" and "Sword Immortal".

Xia Yunmo can't do it, and he doesn't want to do it.

When he is "ruthless" with a sword, he can enter the state of ruthlessness and desirelessness in an instant, but it is impossible to maintain it all the time.

Like Lu Xiaofeng, he likes to enjoy, like food, wine, and beauty.

They have too many distracting thoughts, and they belong to this rolling red dust, and their martial arts may be extraordinary, but their souls are still in the world.

If they want to be ruthless and desireless, they may go crazy first.

Ye Gucheng shook his head and sighed again, I don't know if it was because he lost to a swordsman who was not sincere with his sword, or because such a peerless swordsman sighed because he was not sincere with his sword.

Ye Gucheng said again: "I don't know how Ximen blows the snow's swordsmanship?" ”

Ye Gucheng was also interested in Ximen Blowing Snow, that was the only person who carried a sword other than him, and he had nothing else to ask for except a sword.

Xia Yunmo said: "His swordsmanship is also very fast, like a swift wind and thunder, a sword strike, not leaving a trace of leeway with himself." Except for the sword, he didn't care about his own life. ”

"He saw the sword as a lifelong pursuit, and whether it was killing or swords, it was sacred to him. His swordsmanship may still be flawed and not sharp enough, but I think he will be able to improve it over time. ”

Xia Yunmo's evaluation of Ximen Blowing Snow is surprisingly high, and he does not hesitate to praise his opponent.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were a little hot, and when he heard Xia Yunmo's words, he seemed to see another self.

At this time, the prince of Nanwang added a glass of wine to Xia Yunmo, and if he could let the prince add wine himself, no matter who it was, he would have a good impression of the prince and a sense of honor and pride.

Nanwang Shizi said: "Mr. Xia is a great talent in the world, I don't know what goal he can have now, and where do he want to go?" ”

Xia Yunmo smiled slightly and said, "Rootless duckweed, wandering in the rivers and lakes." ”

Nan Wang's eyes lit up and said, "If Mr. is willing, you can go to the palace to live for a few days." ”

Xia Yunmo glanced at the prince of Nanwang, and he knew that the prince of Pingnan was trying to win him over.

Nanwang is already planning an earth-shattering case, and if he succeeds, he will be robed in yellow robes, and if he fails, he will be beheaded.

They are aggressively recruiting masters, also for this plan.

And Xia Yunmo's swordsmanship is no less than anyone's hand, and it is worth winning over them.

Xia Yunmo said: "I heard that the Pingnan Wangfu has been cellaring for a hundred years of fine wine, I don't know if it's true. ”

Wang Shizi of Pingnan said: "Naturally, it is true. ”

Xia Yunmo said again: "If you are a guest, can the host be generous?" ”

The prince of Pingnan said: "Nature is generous. ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "The prince invited, I don't dare to disobey." ”