"It's a good swordsmanship!" The arrogant Ye Gucheng never knew what modesty was, especially when it came to swords.

"A beautiful woman, why not be a thief." The emperor really couldn't help but sigh, such a sword stood on the opposite side of himself.

"Now the king is no longer the king, the thief is no longer a thief, between the king and the thief, the strong wins!" Ye Gucheng Road.

"A good strong man wins!" The Emperor smiled slightly.

"The emperor's martial arts, knowledge and concentration, today's martial arts are rarely matched, if the emperor can enter the rivers and lakes, he will definitely be able to step into the top of the martial arts master ranking."

"Good eyesight!" The Emperor smiled, and smiled very happily. It is really a happy thing to be recognized by a master like Ye Gucheng.

"Please!" Ye Gucheng also smiled, although his smile was that biting cold.

"What I practice is the sword of the Son of Heaven, leveling the world, pacifying the people, regulating the yin and yang of the world, strategizing, and winning thousands of miles away. Using one's body as a sword, five steps of blood spattering is really not the way taken by the Son of Heaven. The emperor looked at Ye Gucheng with a rather calm expression.

"Are you scared?" Ye Gucheng asked rhetorically. The sharp gaze was like a sword, and it stabbed the emperor.

"Do you think you can hide from it at this moment?" The prince of the South sneered. There was a look of excitement and madness in his eyes, and at this moment, he was only one step away from the position of the supreme in the world.

With just a slight swing of the sword, you can clear this biggest obstacle and easily step on the supreme position of ruling the people of the whole country.

A person may be able to resist the temptation of money, or he may be able to resist the temptation of beautiful women, but it is too difficult and too difficult to resist the temptation of power.

"Kill him." Wang An, the chief eunuch, said sharply. The situation at this moment has reached the point where either the emperor dies or they die, and there is no nonsense to talk about.

"Even if you want to do it, I'm afraid it's not between me and you." The Emperor's voice fell, and there was a moment of footsteps behind the dragon throne.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Looking at the figure that stepped out of the three steps, the prince of Nanwang in a dragon robe, his eyes were vibrating.

The other two, a man and a woman, have nothing to care about, the key is the green robe, his attitude may determine the outcome of tonight, and the life and death of too many people.

"Aren't you supposed to watch the battle from the top of the Forbidden City?" If you want to do such a big thing, even if it is a brilliant idea, you can't be naïve enough to think that you can accomplish such a big thing with just a few people. Therefore, before that, he sent his cronies as much as possible to blend into the palace, and if he added the people in charge of the king, the entire palace was subordinate to the southern palace, and there were not a few people. What's more, this duel that attracted people from all over the world to practice martial arts was originally planned, and the best way to attract attention was planned, so how could it not be arranged.

However, with so many arrangements, there has been no news that Wei Wuji has returned to the imperial study, which is not a good thing.

"The battle of swordsmanship, which is rare in a hundred years, is naturally not to be missed. But if it's fake, it's too boring. ”

"Huh! I said, "Why do you bother? Either you don't see me, or after you see me, don't toss this kind of child's trick again. Are you insulting me? Or insult yourself? "Is this a merciless tearing of the skin?

"The duty of the Inner Court Department is to uphold the family rules of the ancestors and never interfere in the change of imperial power. Are you going to take the lead in disobeying the teachings of your ancestors? What will you face in the future, go and see the heroic spirits of your ancestors under the earth. "In this era, the importance of rules and family law is beyond the imagination of human beings in the new era.

"Do you dare to say that? Usurpation and rebellion, deceiving the king, such a sin, how can you explain to your ancestors and ancestors. ”

"Humph! Since ancient times, the position of the emperor has been inhabited by the virtuous. Nanwang Shizi snorted with a dark face.

Throughout the ages, all ill-intentioned people seem to have liked this excuse.

"That's a good thing to say, and it's been said thoroughly, and you've already told me the biggest reason for interfering in this matter. Besides, you never seem to want to let me go. ”

"Originally, I didn't want to provoke you, but then I thought that such a big matter, you, the person in charge of the ancestral family law, can't get around it no matter what. Only the dead can make people feel at ease. The prince of Nanwang nodded honestly, at this moment, it doesn't matter what he can say or not.

"I do have to admit that there is no one in this world who cannot be killed. But you alone seem to be a bit choking. "Ye Gucheng is naturally evenly matched, and even a little troublesome.

But this prince of Nanwang, who inherited Ye Gucheng's ability for four or five points, is really not a dish, and he has no interest in talking at all.

"In addition to us, there are naturally a few friends." With a gentle slap sound, several figures appeared ghostly. The reason why at this moment is that I am still quite sure that these people are the biggest support.

"It turned out to be a few of you." Wei Wuji's gaze swept away, and as the signal slap sounded, the figures that appeared were several people from the rivers and lakes, and the most eye-catching were none other than a tall and strong tantric lama, and two supreme swordsmen with swords in their arms, undoubtedly from the mysterious Holy Mother Water Peak.

"In this world, you are not the only ones who will invite friends." A voice came from outside the main hall.

"Lu Xiaofeng!" The purple figure that stepped in from outside the main hall, Mr. Wang gritted his teeth. He once asked people to arrange for the thirteenth aunt to give Lu Xiaofeng and Wei Wuji a black hand, but he didn't expect that in the end, it fell short.

"Ye Gucheng handed over to Ximen, Brother Hua, Brother Lu, these two friends on the Holy Mother Water Peak, one should be no problem, right?" Wei Wuji glanced at the two swordsmen holding swords, and said to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

"Try it. I don't know if my two fingers can hold any sharp sword in the world. Lu Xiaofeng stretched out two fingers and said with interest.

Hua Manlou didn't say anything, and walked out with a gentle folding fan. This is attitude!

"This great lama from afar, how about looking at these hands?" Wei Wuji stared at the red-clothed, muscular lama.

"Sure enough, it's a good pair!" The eyes of the Great Lama, who had been cultivated since childhood, stared at Wei Wuji's hands, revealing an unprecedented shock. After years of practice, the indifferent state of mind almost collapsed completely because of these hands at this moment.

"Great Lama, I have heard for a long time that your tantric sect has a supreme mastery, and I want to learn it today." A step out, a battle between many people, broke out in this Forbidden City, the imperial study.

"It's a bit of a bad situation, let's get out first." Looking at these battles that were already standing at the top of the top masters in the rivers and lakes, the prince of Nanwang hurriedly said.

With the power of these masters, there is really no need to doubt that this imperial study has been turned into ruins.

"What a lot of power, it's really a dragon elephant!" The majestic power transmitted from that huge body made Wei Wuji's spirit quite shaken, originally he was just holding a 1 in 10,000 possibility, just tempting, but he didn't expect to really gain something.

"Where did you hear about this doll?" The Grand Lama's eyes immediately widened and he shouted. Naturally, it was not only because of Wei Wuji's unexpected strength, but also because he broke his kung fu in one word.

This is his Western Regions Tantric Sect, and even ordinary disciples in the sect may not know it. How did this person from the royal family in the palace know so clearly.

"It's not too late to talk about this after you survive." Taking a step back, shaking his hand is another Xingyi cannon hammer that burns mountains like fire, the body that has been tempered to the point of superman, coupled with the mixed yuan skill that has reached the sevenfold realm, uses the Xingyi cannon fist, and there is really a kind of supernatural horror that shakes the mountains and shakes.

Tantric Dharma Protector Divine Skill, Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, take the path from the inside out, although they are all trained to obtain the body, their own strength, and the national art is a completely different way.

However, compared to the world where internal cultivation is the mainstay, this kind of inside-out exercise is also quite miraculous.

Since there is such an opportunity, Wei Wuji really wants to see which of the national arts, which is famous for killing, and this tantric dragon elephant, which is stronger or weaker.

The moment Wei Wuji punched out, the powerful Xingyi cannon fist seemed to be as terrifying as a volcanic eruption, which made the faces of several masters present, who were already standing at the peak, all change their faces.

The biggest change in his face is the tantric great lama who faced Wei Wuji's punch, but this is not an ordinary person, who can train the dragon elephant Boruo to the sixth layer, it is not unprecedented, but it is also a rare genius in a hundred years.

said that it was too late, it was too fast, raised his hand to run his skills, and his fan-like palm slapped it against Wei Wuji's strong fist.

Such a fist is indeed a kind of power that is desperately strong, but the dragon elephant prajna that he has cultivated for so many years is not muddy.

It seemed that the gap between the fists and the palms was huge, and at the moment of stepping, they were struck together.

"What are you capable of?" The tantric lama's face was blue, his face was trembling wildly, he gritted his teeth, and desperately supported his body.

But unconsciously, the slightest strength leaked, turning the black gold bricks on the ground of the imperial study into powder.

If the previous casual blow was a drizzle in early spring, moisturizing things silently. Then the punch at this moment is the scorching heat, the torrential rain that pours, not only violently, but also thunder.

"Pure Taoist internal strength, the seventh level." The Grand Lama nodded silently, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes for a moment, and his breath was gone.

"I'll just say, this guy is a pervert who shouldn't exist in other people." Lu Xiaofeng, who was fighting with the mysterious swordsman on the Holy Mother Water Peak, was speechless, this guy's skills are endless, and he has reached a super strong realm that is difficult for ordinary people to enlighten.

"Does your agreement with me still count?" Ximen Fuxue did not shoot directly, but looked at Ye Guchengdao, who also had an indifferent face and a blue face.

"Of course!" Ye Gucheng nodded silently.

"You are indeed Ye Gucheng!" Simon Blowing Snow affirmed.

"You have a sword in your hand, and I have a sword in my hand." West Gate Snow Blowing Road.

"Ye Gucheng's assassination of the emperor is a capital crime." Wei Ziyun led many Ouchi guards and surrounded the entire imperial study.

"At this moment, I only want to fight with the Ye City Lord. I don't care about life and death. ”

"Although the honor and disgrace of life and death are as light as a feather, the royal law is heavier than Mount Tai······" Wei Ziyun was embarrassed. He understood what Simon meant by blowing snow, but he couldn't help it······

"Do you have to force me to draw my sword, join forces with City Lord Ye, and kill with both swords?" Ximen Fuxue said coldly.

In this way, many Ouchi guards all changed their faces. The two most prestigious swords in the world, if they join forces, who in the whole world can resist them.

"Your Majesty, the battle of such a supreme sword has never happened once in a hundred years." After watching the Great Lama sit down, Wei Wuji was silent and did not make another move.

Whether it is Lu Xiaofeng or Hua Manlou, it is still very certain to deal with the two mysterious swordsmen, after all, they are not among them, who can be compared to Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng's masters.

And looking at the tense momentum at the moment, he had to speak up.

"Well, I would also like to see the battle between the two peerless masters with the highest swordsmanship in our time." The Emperor groaned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"The emperor has said so, how dare he disobey the holy decree. Then please two of you, return to the top of the Forbidden City! Wei Ziyun actually didn't want such a rare decisive battle in a hundred years to end in such a way, so he said.

"Wait, Ximen, the state of Ye Gucheng, there is something wrong, such a duel, although it is the destiny of each peace, it is the will of heaven, but it is not very pleasant." Wei Wuji suddenly stood up and said.

"If you have any proposals, just say it." Lu Xiaofeng had already expected that if this guy could settle down, something would really be wrong.

"Simon, the two of us have been together for a long time, but we have never really had a good fight." Wei Wuji raised his eyes and looked at Ximen Blowing Snow Road.

"My sword, strike mercilessly!" Even if Simon blows snow now, flesh and blood, and the sword is still one of the most important components of his life.

"Maybe it was indeed the former Ximen Blowing Snow, the current Ximen Blowing Snow, although the sword is still sharp, it is a sword of love."

"Ye Gucheng, you don't have to think that I am pitying you and insulting you, how could I miss such a once-in-a-century duel." Wei Wuji turned around and looked at Ye Guchengdao, whose face was blue.

"Why didn't I come with him first!" Ye Gucheng's voice was cold and dry.

"If you die, who will I learn from, the real Flying Immortals?" Only Ye Gucheng can be called a real flying immortal outside the sky, just like Lu Xiaofeng's spiritual rhino finger.

"You think I'm going to have to lose?" Wei Wuji didn't speak again, silence is attitude.

"It's not once or twice that we've competed with each other. This time, I'm going to give it my all seriously. "West Gate Blowing Snow Trail.