Wow!

In front of countless guards and eunuchs, this palace was completely shattered under the slap of the three people. The sound of cracking, as well as the fragments of glazed tiles that continued to scatter in all directions, directly beat the group of eunuchs and guards with great power.

The palace, which is not small, is under the palm of the three people, as if it has been smashed by a heavy object, and it directly recesses in front of everyone's eyes, completely shattering.

Not to mention the impact of this huge sound on the guards, just those masters in the rivers and lakes who were attracted to watch also disappeared from their awe of imperial power at this moment, and they ignored the warnings of Jinyiwei and Dongchang Fanzi, and many people even jumped onto the roof of the Forbidden City against the palace wall with light skills, and began to pay attention to this decisive battle.

For example, the wooden road people.

Master.

Absolute top performers.

It was just a blow, and it had already made the heart of the Mudao people, who were watching, couldn't help but tremble. As a top master, in fact, everyone's heart is absolutely conceited, whether it is arrogant or modest in speech, but it is an extreme to conceited confidence in their own ability.

If you want to be at the top, the most important thing is the mentality besides talent.

Although Mu Daoren is as famous as Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, in his heart, he never thinks that he will be afraid of the other party, in his heart, he can only be the strongest.

But for now...... The first move of these three people has already made the Mudao people feel a great threat.

Just as Mu Dao Chang was groaning, two more figures appeared beside him at some point.

Take a side look.

Mu Dao Chang derived the identity of the other party from the temperament of the person who came.

It is the West Gate Blowing Snow of Wanmei Villa and the seventh son of the Jiangnan Flower Family, who are Lu Xiaofeng's best friends.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the position of the West Gate blowing snow and the flower-filled building, and there was a faint feeling of clamping. This feeling didn't make Mu Daoren feel that there was anything wrong, because his attention was attracted by the cold look on Ximen Fuxue's face at the moment.

"We're sitting in the sky."

After being silent for a while, the wooden Taoist couldn't help but muttered to himself in a hoarse voice.

......The blind Hua Manlou couldn't see the true appearance of the decisive battle, but he could feel the thrill of the scene with the surging air currents around him and the wolf bèi of the guards. His earlobes trembled slightly, and he heard the hoarse voice beside him. Hua Manlou's lips trembled, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Crunch.

On the contrary, it was Simon Blowing Snow beside him who was holding the scabbard with his left hand, making a slight sound. His eyes are as sharp as lightning, and he shoots straight at the place of the decisive battle.

As Lu Xiaofeng's friend, unlike Hua Manlou's open-mindedness, Ximen Blowing Snow is an extremely arrogant person, although he has always known that Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts are actually no less than him, but in some respects, it has really hit Ximen Blowing Snow.

Since Lu Xiaofeng's retreat, every time he goes out of the customs to drink in Yiqing Courtyard, his martial arts will increase.

The rate of growth is too illusory and weird.

Although I haven't fought before. But Ximen Fuxue also knows the current state of Lu Xiaofeng, he is not an opponent. Because his sword has not yet reached that realm.

Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng, just as far as Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is concerned, the other party's skills at the moment make Ximen Blowing Snow's cold heart constantly agitated. Because the other party is also a man with a sword.

Simon Fuyuki knew very well what kind of horror it would be when a person who was a master of using a sword reached the point where he did not need to use a sword.

On the roof of several people in the other direction.

Shang Xiuxun and the sisters of Gongsun Lanhong's shoes also stood here, quietly watching this decisive battle.

Forbidden city.

When the palace collapsed under one move, countless sawdust flew one after another, and three figures, one black, one white and one green, were already crisscrossing inside. Every move encounter. The air shook like water ripples, setting off raging waves.

The guards around the powerful momentum kept retreating, not to mention stepping forward to do something.

At this time, as long as they knew the slightest martial arts, they were attracted by the earth-shattering battle in front of them, so that they gradually forgot their original duties.

The huge beam was smashed into several sections and thrown in all directions with a single blow.

Ye Gucheng's body is like smoke and clouds. As soon as the figure retreated, he stopped suddenly, and the sword fingers of his right hand were together, faintly slashing towards his side. The half-section of the beam that was flying towards him was completely split into two under this invisible sword qi and smashed to the side.

Then his eyes froze, and his body was full of true qi. The tip of his right finger was visible, and the air there was faintly changing. Under the stunned gaze of countless people from afar, the air on Ye Gucheng's right hand began to change color from transparent, and an incomparably gorgeous blood color appeared.

Under this blood entanglement, it gradually became entangled together, forming a thing that looked like a sword.

After a while, it was clear that what was originally a little vague was a vermilion sword.

It is a condensation into a blade.

“……”

Opposite Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, who surrounded Yue Yuan in the middle, glanced at the vermilion long sword formed by the condensation of the white cloud city lord, but after raising his eyebrows slightly, he also moved.

Simple moves can't completely separate the winner from the trio.

Especially for yourself.

His gaze froze.

The folding fan in Lu Xiaofeng's hand rotated, and he was directly thrown aside, and then the same right hand was stretched out, and the index finger and middle finger were put together like a sword finger. This action seems to be a sword finger, but it is not a sword finger.

There is no such gorgeous change as Ye Gucheng, but it looks like a simple posture, but the pressure brought by it is not lower than that of Ye Gucheng's Zhu sword.

This sword!

Yue Yuan's gaze first stared at Ye Gucheng's condensed weapon, and his expression became a little strange. Not surprised by the other party's methods, Yue Yuan was surprised that he was too familiar with this sword, but Yue Yuan was not surprised by each other's identities. Behind him, Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers pointed out from afar brought him a feeling of being locked on the qi machine.

"Hah!"

sneered all his life, and Yue Yuan also made a move when he saw this.

The arms are slightly spread and raised.

The recipe for longevity has been activated, and the two true qi of yin and yang and cold come out from both palms.

The left hand is yin and the right hand is yang.

Visible to the naked eye, the changes in Yue Yuan's palms could already be seen in the eyes of outsiders, and the white sphere condensed above his left hand emitted fluorescence. It is like the full moon in the sky, and in the right hand it is like holding a sun, red as fire.

Sides.

Seeing this, Ye Gucheng and Lu Xiaofeng both had straight faces, and the eyes of both sides were frozen in each other's eyes through a distance of more than ten zhang. Although this battle was a decisive battle, it was actually the two of them facing Yue Yuan together.

Under the silver moonlight, the two looked at each other, just like friends and brothers for many years, but they already knew each other's thoughts in an instant.

With a flash of eyes, the two of them had already made a decision.

In a flash.

At the moment when Yue Yuan's yin and yang qi were formed. Ye Gucheng and Lu Xiaofeng made a move, and the two of them rushed straight to Yue Yuan in the center.

In the face of the combined attack of the two, Yue Yuan spread his arms apart, held the moon in one hand and the yang in the other, and pushed it out to both sides. Yin to Lu Xiaofeng, Yang to Ye Gucheng.

The sky is clear, and there are no white clouds.

In the cold polar region, the phoenix froze to death.

And yet—

Just a moment before the three-way battle, Ye Gucheng held the Zhu Sword in his hand. It's changed.

The sword leads the person away, and the person follows the sword.

Ye Gucheng, who rushed forward, was abruptly like an embroidery needle that had been shot out, but he was transposed with Lu Xiaofeng halfway. Ye Gucheng came to the side of the yin, and the sword in his hand stabbed straight away. And Lu Xiaofeng came to the side of the yang, and the two fingers of his right hand pointed directly into it.

“！！！”

Yue Yuan's expression under the mask was correct, and he didn't have time to change his moves, so he could only strike down.

Three-way exchanges. There was a snort.

Airplanes!

The air contracts and then expands again.

Like a punctured balloon, it exploded like a thunderclap.

Rumble!

Centered on three people. A visible wave of air rises, then sweeps away like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves. The wreckage of the palace everywhere was blown in all directions under this wave of air. A terrifying voice followed.

On the ground, under this force, the stone slabs in a radius of hundreds of feet appeared like spider webs, scattering into the distance.

On either side of the ground was half frost and half fire.

Meantime.

The three of them snorted in unison, and the huge force pushed the three of them out in three directions, sliding out of a distance of nearly ten zhang.

The clicking sound is incessant.

The ground was retreated and slid out of the figures, and three furrows were vividly outlined, stretching out.

Bang! Bang!

Ye Gucheng and Lu Xiaofeng collided with the pillars of an intact palace before they stopped, but the corners of their mouths were already oozing blood. With a soft bang, the Zhu Sword in Ye Gucheng's hand shattered, while Lu Xiaofeng's right hand behind his back was constantly trembling.

Hiss!

Green smoke came from under his feet, and it was the result of the shoes rubbing against the ground. Yue Yuan's true qi was running, only to hear the sound of the stone slab breaking under his feet, his strength was discharged, and his retreating figure also stopped, his body staggered slightly, and then stabilized, and his gaze fell on the scorch mark on the ground in front of him that was more than ten zhang long.

The gaze moved upward, and finally fixed on Ye Gucheng and Lu Xiaofeng.

The three of them looked at each other wordlessly.

Distance.

The people who were quietly watching the decisive battle were all speechless at the moment, except for Shang Xiuxun, no one was an exception. Such a scene is beyond their imagination. People with low martial arts only look at their appearance, and those with higher martial arts can feel the horror in them.

It's horror and surprise.

Because no matter what the outcome of this decisive battle is, they have found their way to the future and have a martial arts goal.

Meanwhile.

Gardens within the Imperial City.

Mr. Wang led people to guard outside, and it seemed that the huge noise outside did not affect the Son of Heaven who was playing and admiring the moon inside, but in fact......

"The decisive battle has begun."

Tilting his head sideways and listening to the faint sound like thunder, the prince of Dingnan looked at the frightened quail-like son of heaven in front of him, and smiled: "Your Majesty, how can you ensure that this country is full of flowers?" ”

"When I see you, I see the end of the Song Dynasty."

The garden was already pungent in the blood, but the prince of Dingnan turned a blind eye to it, and just sighed in a heartache tone.

"You!"

"You!"

"You want to make ...... Rebel? ”

The voice of the Son of Heaven trembled, and the whole person almost shrank into a ball and trembled, he was already frightened by the situation in front of him. He never expected that the moon viewing during the Mid-Autumn Festival would eventually become the current situation. All around, the corpses of the guards fell, and even the corpses of the concubines.

The prince of Dingnan in front of him was simply brutal, but he didn't expect the other party to rebel.

"Don't say it so ugly, I'm just getting my stuff back."

The prince of Dingnan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, the words of the Son of Heaven made him feel a little disliked, and at the same time, after retorting, the prince of Dingnan turned his head abruptly, and suddenly said to a dark corner of the garden: "Your Excellency, what do you think?" ”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

In the corner, a flirtatious laughter came out, accompanied by the footsteps of two people. As the footsteps approached, the person who had been hiding finally appeared in front of the prince of Dingnan.

"Oh?" Looking at the visitor, the prince of Dingnan was surprised and quite surprised: "It's you!" ”

"yes."

"I didn't expect it to be you!"

It seemed like a joke, but it sounded like a little stunned, and as the footsteps fell, the person who came stopped at a distance of three zhang away from the prince of Dingnan, and behind the person was a beautiful woman who followed nervously.

"The Prince of Taiping (King Dingnan)!"

The person who came was the ninth palace of the Taiping Wangshi.

The words of the same words, the words of the same voice, made the two of them correct at the same time, and then laughed together.

It's like an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, but in fact, it's really a friend I haven't seen for a long time. (To be continued......)