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Flying immortals outside the sky is a swordsmanship that belongs to the immortal gods, however, when the immortals fall, how can they not be demons, and at this moment, Ye Gucheng has become a demon and entered the demon.

Heaven and earth seemed to be completely occupied by darkness, in mid-air, Ye Gucheng's figure hung in the air, the endless darkness and him had been integrated, his sword was still in the sheath, however, his people had turned into swords.

This is the swordsmanship that belongs to death, and perhaps, the essence of swordsmanship is death.

Cao Ziheng stared at the air with a dead gaze, to fight, or not to fight, this is a difficult choice, Ye Gucheng at this moment is simply terrifying, it is his full value of understanding, it is his root bone beyond the limit of human beings, and there is no way to learn the essence of swordsmanship from Ye Gucheng at this moment, because Ye Gucheng at this time is just a ball of sword intent.

Swordsmanship can be learned, but sword intent is just an idea, and who can learn other people's thoughts.

Ye Gucheng's gaze was cold, his heart was already blank, he was originally too constrained, even if he was a genius, no matter how obsessed he was with swordsmanship, but he couldn't fully immerse himself in swordsmanship, he had to be distracted, to manage Baiyun City, to manage Feixian Island, who made him the city lord, who let him have the inheritance passed down from his ancestors, the responsibility passed down.

It's just that, at this moment, everything is no longer important, the prince of Nanwang was killed under his nose, how can Nanwang be willing to give up, no one knows better than him how terrible Nanwang is, that is, the existence of Feixian Island can be crushed with a finger.

Darkness, turned into an awl, and suddenly fell into the air, the anger and despair in Ye Gucheng's eyes disappeared, leaving only incomparable calm, at this moment, he is a sword, and a sword, does not need to think.

Flying Immortals, or Flying Demons.

Cao Ziheng stood there quietly, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, cold sweat sliding down every inch of the exposed skin on his body, and on his hand holding the sword, after the cold sweat was washed, the overexerted watch skin was even more pale as transparent, and the blue-brown meridians could be seen trembling meanderingly.

Darkness fell from the sky, mixed with the power of the sky collapse, Cao Ziheng only felt that the whole world had completely disappeared, he seemed to be in a void without any road and space, and could only resist the darkness falling from the sky.

Ye Gucheng's sword had completely locked on him.

In his previous life, Cao Ziheng had experienced a car accident, and when the oncoming car hit him, the feeling of death instantly made his heart blank, however, compared to what he was looking for, it was just pediatrics.

The frequency of the heartbeat seemed to be several times faster, however, the sword in mid-air was already close.

"Feixian Island, Baiyun City, can be guaranteed."

Suddenly, Cao Ziheng took a deep breath and shouted out eight words loudly, his figure fiercely greeted the air, the long sword came out of the sheath, the light broke through the darkness, in mid-air, the darkness was originally integrated, it was nothing, but Cao Ziheng's eight words just now made the darkness suddenly stagnate.

Although this stagnation was only in the blink of an eye, it also gave Cao Ziheng a chance.

The powerful sword qi struck from the side, Cao Ziheng's long sword swung wildly, and countless impacts suddenly swarmed in, and one after another powerful forces instantly knocked Cao Ziheng's figure out in mid-air.

Embarrassed to the ground, and retreated more than ten meters in a row Cao Ziheng stood firm with a frightened face, just now, that sword qi was not the real attack of the flying immortals outside the sky, in fact, after Cao Ziheng shouted those eight words, Ye Gucheng had already reined in the offensive, and the sword qi just now was just some of the sword qi that escaped after Ye Gucheng converged the offensive.

This Heavenly Flying Immortal is simply so strong that it is not as strong as the swordsmanship of the world, even if it is the Firmament Sword Sect, there are only a few swordsmanship that can be stronger than it.

"Don't lie to me."

Ye Gucheng's figure appeared less than three meters away from Cao Ziheng, without any breath leakage, and even his face and eyes were extremely indifferent, without the slightest hint of threat or deterrence.

It's just that it was such a peaceful and quiet stop, but Cao Ziheng felt an endless chill.

There are many world-famous swordsmen in Gu Daxia, Yan Nantian, Ziyi Hou, Fang Baoyu, Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, all of them are the existence of kendo leaders, and Lu Xiaofeng's world has Ximen Blowing Snow, which is as famous as Ye Gucheng, known as the Sword God.

However, in fact, Cao Ziheng has always thought that the only one who really plays the immortal god in the sword is Ye Gucheng, because he has too many responsibilities, he is not Yan Nantian, not Ziyi Hou, not Fang Baoyu, not Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan, not to mention Ximen Blowing Snow, he can't devote himself to the sword like these people.

However, in this case, he still created a sword technique that is unparalleled in the world, and there is no way to suppress the Ximen Blowing Snow, who is flying out of the sky.

It was hard for Cao Ziheng to imagine how strong he should be if Ye Gucheng could devote himself to swordsmanship.

"King Nan will be angry at Feixian Island because the prince died, and you are still alive and well, if you also die, although King Nan may not necessarily let go of Feixian Island, but he will not be angry immediately, and as long as he is not angry immediately, after I have announced that Jin Jiuling is an embroidery thief and Jin Jiuling's behavior is instructed by the prince, Jinyiwei will soon find the door, and when the time comes, Nanwang is afraid that he will not have time to bother Feixian Island."

Cao Ziheng took two deep breaths and said.

"Fake your death."

Ye Gucheng had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and suddenly looked at Cao Ziheng after a long time, "This is a way, it's just that it's not easy to hide from Lu Xiaofeng and the masters of the palace, and although your swordsmanship is good, it's not enough to kill me." ”

"Flying immortals outside the sky, there is no flaw in itself, but this move is not unbreakable."

Suddenly, Ye Gucheng waved his hand and made a sword move, and he was actually showing Cao Ziheng the Flying Immortal with his fingers, and the latter's eyes suddenly widened, could it be that Ye Gucheng planned to teach him the Flying Immortal outside the sky because of gratitude.

"You must break my Flying Immortal in front of Lu Xiaofeng and the masters of the Royal Mansion, and then knock me off the cliff, so that there is a chance to save Flying Immortal Island."

As if sensing Cao Ziheng's doubts, a faint hint of helplessness flashed in Ye Gucheng's eyes, and he spoke extremely calmly.

It's just that this time, Cao Ziheng's eyes widened.

Ye Gucheng was saying that he would teach him the method of cracking the Flying Immortals outside the sky, and then he would deliberately be knocked off the cliff by him.

In his mind, the system began to send out prompts like crazy, and then without waiting for Cao Ziheng to open it, he had already taken the initiative to speak quickly in Cao Ziheng's mind, but every word was asking Cao Ziheng to kill Ye Gucheng.

Fake dramas can be done in many cases, and if you kill Ye Gucheng, you can directly get the Flying Immortals who have been promoted to the limit after an epiphany.