Chapter VIII. Delisting

The autumn breeze has cooled, the bamboo green hotel, the night.

The courtyard is quiet, and the snow blowing at the west gate is like a stone monument, quiet, exuding a unique loneliness. He is Simon Blowing Snow, a unique Simon Blowing Snow in the sky and on earth.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Ximen Fuxue fell into deep thought.

He hated to think of the past. In his eyes, the past represents the past, and since it has passed, why bother to remember? It only adds to the sorrow!

He learned swords at the age of three and became fifteen years old. was born to challenge the world's masters, and he has never been defeated. "Defeat, death; Victory, death. "This is the way of the sword that Ximen Fuyuki has set up for himself. When the sword is swung, it is either the death of oneself or the death of the enemy.

Now he's in his thirties! He already has a wife and a son of his own! However, he was sincere to the sword, but he left three months after his wife gave birth! The sword, can not hesitate, family affection, love, the invisible twine that blocks the sword elegance, he must cut off.

Loneliness will always accompany Simon Blowing Snow all his life, and when he chooses the sword, he chooses loneliness!

"What are you thinking? Who is Simon Blowing Snow? A voice sounded in his ear, and Simon Blowing Snow woke up. Although he was frightened, he didn't draw his sword like an ordinary warrior! The sword is used to kill, not to protect oneself.

"What are you doing here?" West Gate Snow Blowing Road.

"Of course, it's to see the sky and the earth, the unique Ximen blowing snow? It's a pity that Ximen Blowing Snow is no longer a sword god! Ye Gucheng said coldly.

He looked at Ximen Blowing Snow for a long time, and said, "Ximen Blowing Snow has feelings!" ”

Simon Fuxue walked lightly towards the door, but did not speak. A voice came again: "Pick up your senseless emotions, otherwise you will definitely die in a battle tomorrow!" ”

Ximen's sword blowing snow is really as Ye Gucheng said, slow? Of course not, Ye Gucheng just wanted to increase the chances of Ximen blowing snow, so he deliberately said it!

His sword was as sharp as ever. Even better than ever!

Looking at the back of Ximen blowing snow and leaving, he also fell into deep thought!

For a day, he didn't do nothing! He went to find someone, Li Xunhuan! Ye Gucheng was a little curious, who was Li Xunhuan, and he actually caused Ximen Chuixue to personally hand over the war letter.

When he saw Li Xunhuan, he understood! Li Xunhuan is indeed qualified to fight with Ximen Blowing Snow! Li Xunhuan is a swordsman, a swordsman whose blade is hidden in the scabbard. "No one knows where his throwing knife is, no one knows how fast his throwing knife is, the moment it appears. The winner is decided! ”

"Li Xunhuan?"

"Who is Brother?" Li Xunhuan was taken aback, when he saw the man for the first time, Li Xunhuan thought that Ximen was blowing snow. Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow are not like each other at all, the reason why Li Xunhuan almost mistakenly thought that he was Ximen Blowing Snow was because both of them exuded a lonely temperament!

"The man in front of him is not inferior to Ximen Blowing Snow!" Seeing Ye Gucheng, Li Xunhuan instinctively gave birth to this feeling.

"In the Lonely City of the Lower Leaves!"

"Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng, I have been looking up for a long time, I don't know what Brother Ye is looking for me?" Li Xunhuan asked.

"Tomorrow's war. If you fail, it's none of your business! Tomorrow's war, if you win, then nine days later. I am willing to fight with you! Ye Gucheng said.

Li Xunhuan frowned, and just as he was about to speak, Ye Gucheng said: "I didn't avenge Ximen Blowing Snow, so I fought with you!" Tomorrow's War. Win or lose, I'll fight one of you! ”

After speaking, Ye Gucheng quietly left.

Li Xunhuan shook his head helplessly. He knew he couldn't dodge! The most exciting thing for a peerless master is to meet another peerless master, and then a big war breaks out!

Li Xunhuan understands the loneliness in Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes! Who in the world can make me draw my sword? Search all over the world, only a handful!

"Tomorrow, an extraordinary day!"

Li Xunhuan's expectations were good, and it was indeed an extraordinary day. But it started tonight!

Night, night!

"Picking up the stars in the sky, everyone has been invited?"

"Hehe, thirty-five Jianghu masters have gathered in front of Wangfeng City half an hour ago! The Deadwood Daoist is also here! ”

"Really? Haha, that's great! There are deadwood people, tonight's action is more certain! Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"Well, let's go! I hope you don't lose your life because of meddling! "Sikong picks the stars.

Walking out of the room, a man stood firmly in front of them, blocking their path. The white clothes are like snow, but it is not the West Gate blowing snow, but the Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng!

"Ye Gucheng!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed.

"Lu Xiaofeng? Let's go! Ye Gucheng said.

"Where to go?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

"Where you want to go!" Ye Gucheng Road.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say much, "Thank you!" ”

Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, Sikong Xingxing, Deadwood Daoren, and thirty-five Jianghu experts came to the downstairs of Tsing Yi!

Tsing Yi Building, the first floor in the world! It is said that Jing Ke was once the owner of Tsing Yi Building! Lu Xiaofeng, together with many people, for more than 20 hours, has been sleepless to find the traces of Tsing Yi Building!

A five-storey, extremely inconspicuous wooden house is the Tsing Yi Building that makes the world's heroes look different. If it weren't for Sikong picking stars to follow Xue Xiaoren, the owner of Tsing Yi Building, everyone would not know where Tsing Yi Lou is even if they are looking for Wangfeng City!

On his chest, Lu Xiaofeng took out a map, which clearly marked the defense deployment of Tsing Yi Building. Lu Xiaofeng said: "The defense of Tsing Yi Lou is not perfect, we can start from ......"

When the task was arranged, Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "You wait! After speaking, he took his defense deployment map, took a few careful glances, threw it to Lu Xiaofeng, and then walked staggeringly, light as an immortal, towards the antique Tsing Yi Building!

"That guy is too domineering? Who is he? One of them complained angrily.

Deadwood, Sikong Xingxing, and Lu Xiaofeng were speechless. After everyone finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng said slowly: "He is Ye Gucheng!" ”

Ye Gucheng, like an immortal monument standing in the cultivation world, thousands of martial artists bow and worship! Anyone who learns swords, no one knows Ye Gucheng; Anyone who learns the trick admires Ye Gucheng's transcendent sword move: Flying Immortals Outside the Sky!

Although the move is called, there is no fixed situation!

Half an hour later, dressed in white like snow, Ye Gucheng walked out!

"Ye Gucheng, how's it going?" The only one who can talk to Ye Gucheng like this is Lu Xiaofeng.

"Xue Xiaoren is not here!" Ye Gucheng said lightly.

"That's enough!" Lu Xiaofeng laughed.

He looked back at the confused crowd and said with a smile: "After today, there will be no Tsing Yi Lou anymore!" ”

At this moment, even a fool understands that Tsing Yi Lou has been completely solved by the man in front of him!

"Don't thank me! It's just for myself! After speaking, Ye Gucheng left! Lu Xiaofeng didn't chase after him, and it was useless for him to chase after him. Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow are the same kind of people!

No one, anything, can force them! Nor can anyone, anything, stop them!

Simon blows snow, and it is not snow, but blood!

Ye Gucheng is not a lonely city, but a dead city!

Kill, but with the swing of a sword! (To be continued.) )