Flying immortals out of the sky.

Ye Gucheng's sword and Ye Gucheng's people are like white clouds in the sky, erratic and ethereal.

Dominating the world.

Huang Chong's knife is dark and bright, Huang Chong's people are domineering, heaven and earth, only me.

In fact, to describe the tricks of the two in words is a kind of blasphemy, or rather, a kind of stupidity to waste pen and ink.

Chopping, chopping, collapsing, teasing, latticing, washing, cutting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, cutting, cutting, cutting, chopping......

The so-called world's first-class swordsmanship and knife skills, in fact, are just the most basic tricks, these basic tricks, in the hands of the two of them, move as they wish, without sticking to the change of tricks, the tricks of the two have reached the realm of doing whatever they want, this is this plane, the supreme realm of martial arts tricks.

Wei Ziyun, Yin Xian and others, and even Ximen Blowing Snow, who was praised as the "Sword God" by the people in the rivers and lakes, had already shed a cold sweat.

If Huang Chong's opponent was not Ye Gucheng, and Ye Gucheng's opponent was not Huang Chong, but any of the swordsmen present, I am afraid it would ......

"Flying Immortals from the Sky."

"Ninety-nine to one."

The two of them made a move at the same time, this was the final decisive victory, for a while, the heaven and the earth changed color, even the white moon in the sky lost its light, and between heaven and earth, there was only a sword and a knife left.

"Huh?"

Huang Chong tilted his head, his brows furrowed slightly, and he saw that the corners of Ye Gucheng's mouth were slightly upturned, with four points of joy in his eyes, four points of detachment, one point of gratitude and one point of self-deprecation.

A top swordsman can die under the sword of a top swordsman, which is a happy thing, and this is a relief for Ye Gucheng.

In this battle, the winner has been decided.

Ye Gucheng's sword swept past Huang Chong's ear, cutting off a strand of black hair, and Huang Chong's sword slashed at Ye Gucheng's chest impartially.

"You won." Ye Gucheng looked at Huang Chong with a smile and said.

He could see that Huang Chong didn't want to kill him, but Huang Chong knew that he would rather die under this sword.

Since you want to die, why don't you die under Huang Chong's sword, being able to die under Huang Chong's sword is at least much more glorious than other ways to die.

So, he was grateful to Huang Chong.

As for the self-deprecation, he laughed at himself, because at the last moment, Ye Gucheng chose to stay, he deviated his sword, and did not want to take Huang Chong's life, but then Ye Gucheng found that his approach was purely self-inflicted, or crooked.

If it weren't for him at the last moment, he deflected his sword edge, I'm afraid this sword wouldn't even be able to cut off a strand of Huang Chong's black hair, because Huang Chong's knife is too domineering, with my invincible domineering, there can be countless kings in heaven and earth, but there can only be one emperor, this is the domineering of the sword technique that dominates the world.

Maybe this is barely keeping his honor, after all, he still cut off a strand of hair.

It's just that for a person who has come to an end, does this "glory" still have meaning?

"Thank you!"

Ye Gucheng, this peerless swordsman, finally fell.

Huang Chong let out a long sigh, this was the most thrilling and strenuous battle in his memory, because Ye Gucheng finally broke through, and it was also the easiest decisive battle, because Ye Gucheng never wanted to win.

Although the result was that he won, for some reason, Huang Chong did not have any joy in his heart, but was a little depressed.

For Huang Chong, who has gone through several planes, this kind of emotion should not have appeared in him.

Huang Chong put away the knife and picked up Ye Gucheng's body that was still warm, Huang Chong's domineering knife didn't seem to leave any traces on Ye Gucheng's body, but it shattered Ye Gucheng's internal organs and meridians all over his body.

took the sword in Ye Gucheng's hand and threw it to Lu Xiaofeng, this is Ye Gucheng's previous agreement with Lu Xiaofeng, if he dies, let Lu Xiaofeng keep the sword for him, so now, this sword belongs to Lu Xiaofeng.

"You can't take people away, you can't take people away whether they're dead or alive." Yin Xian Hengjian stood in front of Huang Chong and said, his tone was slightly stiff.

Huang Chong just glanced at him and ignored him.

"Ye Gucheng is a felony of the imperial court, and the person who collects his body will be guilty of joint sitting." Wei Ziyun said.

"I don't want to kill anymore." Huang Chong said coldly, Huang Chong is a person who loves life, he has never been so cold as now, his voice is so cold that it is trembling, and it is obviously August.

"You think we can't keep you?" Yin Xian sneered: "If it were two peerless swordsmen, we might not be able to stop it, but now, one of them is dead, and besides, we have three thousand Praetorian Guards here." ”

Yin Xian does have this self-confidence, at least he thinks he has, now he has three thousand Praetorian Guards, and Huang Chong has experienced the battle just now, and he has consumed a lot, so he naturally has self-confidence.

Huang Chong said coldly: "You know, it's easier to kill people than to kill pigs, because people will be afraid." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"I don't want to kill anymore, get out of the way." Huang Chongdao.

"You think you can kill it?" Yin Xian sneered.

"I may not be able to kill it, but I can definitely kill it." Huang Chong turned his head to look to the left and said.

That's the direction of the south den.

"You dare!" Everyone was frightened by Huang Chong's words, even Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Blowing Snow.

Thousands of years of loyal education, loyalty, has been buried deep in the blood, making it difficult for them to give birth to Huang Chong's thoughts, today to come here to watch the battle, they still have a sense of sacredness in their hearts, not only because the decisive battle is two top swordsmen, but also because this is the Taihe Palace.

"You can give it a try."

"This ......"

Yin Xian was afraid, Wei Ziyun was also afraid, and so was Lu Xiaofeng, they thought of one thing at the same time, although the top swordsman in front of him was Han, he grew up in Dongying, and now Dongying is in the troubled times of the Warring States.

Yin Xian and Wei Ziyun's bodies trembled slightly, sweating profusely, but they couldn't get out of the way, because Ye Gucheng was a serious offender in the imperial court, if Ye Gucheng's body was taken away by Huang Chong today, tomorrow, their heads would definitely be lost.

Wei Ziyun set his eyes on Lu Xiaofeng, he hoped that Lu Xiaofeng could help, if Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Fuxue and others were willing to help, they could definitely leave Huang Chong.

"Although Ye Gucheng is dead, Lu Xiaofeng is still alive." At this time, Lu Xiaofeng said.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just want to remind you that Liu Sheng is my friend, and Ye Gucheng is also my friend." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"You want to cover up the court repeat offenders, do you know that this is a big crime to kill the head."

"I only know that I will never do what I shouldn't do, and what I should do, even if you cut off my head, I will do the same."

When Lu Xiaofeng spoke, Ye Gucheng was already on Huang Chong's back, and the dark Tang knife was held in Huang Chong's left hand, with his thumb against the sword.

The guards bowed their bows, their swords unsheathed, their swords bent and bent, and they were on the verge of fire.

"Lu Xiaofeng is also my friend." Ximen blowing snow fell beside Lu Xiaofeng and said.

"Although Poor Dao is outside the square, outsiders also have friends outside the party." Wooden road humane.

"If a Taoist priest can have friends, why can't a monk have one?" The honest monk answered, don't look at this monk called "honest monk", just think that he is easy to bully, the honest monk is one of the four great monks of Buddhism.

Wei Ziyun's face was heavy, and he clenched his fists and said: "You are all martial arts masters who have been admired for a long time, and you don't dare to be rude in Xiaben, but it's a pity that your responsibilities lie." ”

"We understand your duties, but I also hope you understand the temper of our people." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"I understand, but there's another thing you should know."

"What."

"The result of this battle must be a defeat for both sides, and it is miserable, who should bear the responsibility?" Wei Ziyun asked.

"......" Lu Xiaofeng was silent.

"You don't have to think about who's in charge of this kind of thing." Huang Chong said.

"Why?"

"Because the dead don't need to think about that." Huang Chong's words, Huang Chong's people, are getting colder and colder.