"Does he still have the ability to do that? You taught it, right? "Hua Manlou's martial arts are already first-class, if it is taught by Wei Wuji, it is really not too much of a problem to block Ye Gucheng's sword.

"I can teach you too, but you won't be able to make a name for yourself." Wei Wuji squinted at Lu Feng and said.

"Why?" Lu Feng glared at Wei Wuji quite unconvinced, this guy actually looked down on him.

"Because you're so lazy. Let me ask you a question, answer honestly, how many levels of practice have you reached in the I Ching? ”

"Well, it was originally to detoxify and save lives, since this purpose has been achieved, there is no need to take other people's town faction as your own ability, right?"

"I, Lu Feng, have always been more face-saving." What Lu Feng said was extremely serious.

"Before I wanted to shoot you to death and take action, Ma Yoer disappeared from me." Such shamelessness, in addition to hands-on, is there a second more suitable option?

"Simon, let's have a good sword fight, don't worry about everything." Following the footsteps of Ximen blowing snow and stepping on the top of the Forbidden City, Wei Wuji spoke up.

In fact, he didn't have to come to this place, after all, the real Ye Gucheng hadn't shown up yet. Even if he appeared, he was just an imposter wearing Ye Gucheng's mask.

But Wei Wuji finally came to this place, blowing a cold wind. He really wanted to see what kind of reputation this guy pretending to be Ye Gucheng was, and he wouldn't have any ability at all.

"Ye Gucheng has arrived." In a shout, many people from the rivers and lakes watching the battle pointed to an ethereal figure standing on the top of the Forbidden City and facing the blowing snow at the West Gate.

"I didn't expect that Ye Gucheng's light skills were so powerful." Looking at Ye Gucheng's chic movements, Sikong Xingxing sighed.

"It's supposed to be like this, otherwise how can it be called a flying immortal outside the sky." Mu Dao Man said, his hand holding the sword drooping, and he seemed to tremble a little.

"I see, it's really boring, you can take your time here." Looking at the two similar figures, standing there, and introducing themselves, Wei Wuji had already understood a lot.

"What does this guy mean?" Wei Wuji's sudden disappearance did not have much impact except for making Lu Feng a little confused, and everyone's attention was attracted by the two snow-white figures and the two sharpest swords.

"This is coming back? This competition, which has attracted countless people in the rivers and lakes, ended so quickly? In the darkness, there was a familiar and reassuring aura for Xue Bing.

"It's just a fake, what's so good, the real drama has just debuted now." Wei Wuji said meaningfully. There are really a lot of preparations to prepare for this operation.

"Let's wait a little longer, at least for a month, under my sword, I will not kill people who are bent on death, let alone kill ······" The last words were drowned out with the leap of Simon Blowing Snow.

"Wei Ziyun, go back to the palace immediately!" Looking at Ye Gucheng's unsheath and Ximen's words blowing snow, Lu Feng's face suddenly felt a little wrong.

"What kind of hysteria is this?" Gu Yue Jushi looked at Lu Feng's sudden move, full of confusion.

"Ye Gucheng, you hurt my eldest brother, today is the moment for you to repay the debt." At the moment when Ye Gucheng crossed over to the top of the Forbidden City, with the help of the ribbon, a handful of poisonous powder mixed into the Great Interior, the people from the surrounding rivers and lakes, and the Great Internal Forbidden Army who came to watch the battle, closed the pores of the whole body at the same time, and the poison of the Tang Gate was really sinister.

"You ······" As soon as he fell from the top of the Forbidden City, a handful of poisonous powder came to his face, and the poison that immediately broke into his body made Ye Gucheng's eyes wider.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't, because in a moment he was lying there, a cold corpse.

The sudden change made many people in the rivers and lakes who were watching the battle full of astonishment. The famous and invincible Baiyun City Lord fell so easily under the poison of the Tang Sect.

A contemptuous sneer unconsciously appeared at the corner of Tang Tianzong's mouth. What is the world-famous Baiyun City Lord, in the end, he did not fall under the poison of his Tang Sect.

In the next second, Tang Tianzong's face was a little indescribably wrong. In order to avenge his eldest brother and shame his own family, for the sake of absolute safety, this time he used one of the top poisons in the Tang Sect.

Not only does the toxin attack occur rapidly, but the poisoned person will also have many terrifying reactions such as blue face and bleeding from the seven orifices.

But this Ye Gucheng, who was lying on the ground, why didn't his complexion change at all?

With a puzzled look in his eyes, he reached out and grabbed it, and a human skin mask was easily torn off the corpse.

"Uncle Shi? How did you come to Li Dai Taozhuang? The honest monk muttered, although the corpse had been destroyed by the poison to the point that it was a little unrecognizable, but the honest monk still recognized it at a glance, it was too familiar.

"Since this is a fake Ye Gucheng, where is the real Ye Gucheng?" As he spoke, Wei Ziyun's face had already begun to change.

Even if careful arrangements have been made in advance, in case something goes wrong·······

"The risk of this matter is a bit high, and the monk still doesn't get involved." The honest monk was alert, muttering to himself, and turned around to want to quit Ouchi.

"You're an honest monk, aren't you?" A person silently stood in front of the honest monk. Let's just say that it is a person, who can speak, what else can it be if it is not a person.

At this moment, the honest monk would rather have a lot of people on the other side, or he himself is not a person. Whether it's clouds or fog, it's air, it's all right.

"Our master, please stay here for a while." The faceless figure said.

"I don't know who your master is? The poor monk is still in a hurry to offer incense to the Buddha. The honest monk clasped his hands together and said with a wry smile.

The smile that was as warm as Maitreya suddenly converged, and a palm slapped out, which was very flavorful of Daqian Sumeru. This palm is naturally Shaolin's mastery, the Great Sumeru palm.

"It is said that honest monks are the most honest, but now it seems that it is also a rumor in the market." In the voice that has not changed in any way, it is also a palm discharge, which can be said to meet the big Sumeru palm of the honest monk.

In the endless quiet, all the martial arts masters present were silent, evenly matched, actually evenly matched, the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the palace was a bit beyond imagination.

"All of you present are all famous people above the rivers and lakes, although we enter the court, we don't want to offend the rivers and lakes. Please refrain from moving. A Ouchi master stepped forward.

"Everyone, please wait here, everything will wait for the master to deal with the big things, and then let's talk about it." The pitch-black figure seemed to disappear again without a sound.

"There doesn't seem to be such a weird light skill in this world, right?" Many martial arts masters frowned, for some unknown mysteries, in addition to the curiosity of a few people, they were more vigilant, even fearful.

"This kind of method seems to be a magical technique that has been lost by Taoism?" The Wudang-born wooden Taoist muttered.

Hearing the words of the Mu Dao people, the eyes of many people in the rivers and lakes flashed with a touch of clarity, and they also knew something about the Taoist magic skills.

"Commander, aren't we going to do it now?" The periphery of the Forbidden City has been surrounded by heavy iron armor and dozens of black hole Shenwu cannons.

A staff general with a long arquebus walked up to the commander of the Shenji Battalion and said. It's a rare opportunity for them to do it.

"What do you think this place is? As long as those people don't mess around, no one is allowed to move without orders from above. The commander of the Shenji Battalion glared fiercely, this place is the palace inside, if something goes wrong, just wait to be cut by a thousand knives and punish the nine clans.

"Wang An, didn't you go out of Beijing?" In the Ouchi Imperial Study, the emperor, who had just finished correcting a book, heard the movement, looked at the familiar person, and said with some surprise.

"The old slave did not leave Beijing, and there is still an important matter to report." Wang An said, inviting out the prince of Nanwang, who was also wearing a dragon robe.

"So this is your plan, how did you come up with such a ridiculous thing?" Looking at the same face as his own dress, just like the prince of Nanwang carved out of a mold, the emperor smiled, and smiled very happily.

"Huh! The son of the world has gone mad, no wonder he did such a stupid thing. Please ask the emperor to look at the clan relatives who are in the same lineage, give him a whole corpse, and bring it back to the Nanwang Mansion for burial. Wang An sighed pitifully.

"For the sake of the same lineage, I will be approved." The corners of Nanwang Shizi's mouth curled, and he waved his hand.

"Wang An, I have always treated you well, why is this so?" The emperor ignored the prince of Nanwang and looked at Wang Andao.

"The old slave can be favored by you for so many years, it is really a great blessing, and the old slave can't be repaid even if he is a cow and a horse." Wang An took a few steps in front of the emperor and said very seriously.

"But because of that, I know you too well. There are some things, if you know, I am afraid that the old slave will die without a place to be buried. You should understand what it means to be a person who is not for yourself, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. Wang An's smile was quite vicious.

"It's really damn damned! Kill them. As the emperor's words fell, seven figures appeared together. Although there were seven people, there were only two faces.

"The four brothers of the Yu family? Sky Sword? The appearance of these seven people made Nanwang Shizi and Wang An extremely surprised, these are all masters who have been famous in the rivers and lakes.

"But if that's all there is, it's not a big deal." The words that the prince of Nan didn't care much about, and at the same time, there was an extremely brilliant sword light.

"Ye Gucheng?" Under the sword, the defeat of the seven people, and the appearance of the white clothes, made the emperor raise his eyebrows.

"The people of the mountains and grasses can't imagine that they can also go up to the sky to listen." Ye Gucheng held the sword and said calmly.

"Flying immortals outside the sky, one sword breaks the seven stars, it is really a good swordsmanship."