The sword has been pierced.

The change on the two people's swords has ended, just like two spinning jade beads that stop changing when they collide together.

Then, one of these two jade beads will be smashed to pieces.

Ximen blew snow and hit Ye Gucheng's chest.

Ye Gucheng stabbed Ximen Blowing Snow's throat.

Both are deadly swords, and although they respect their opponents, they will never give them a little sympathy and compassion, which is also an attitude of respect for their opponents.

By the time the change ended, Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng had been able to sense the position, speed, and timing of the two swords.

They all knew in their hearts whose sword would win and whose sword would lose.

Simon Blowing Snow's sword was a little slower.

Maybe it was because of the thread on his sword that he was a little distracted, and the sword was a little slower.

Masters compete, this point is enough to kill.

The little old man was the first to smile.

He was right, and in his [51] eyes he would have almost never been wrong.

A flat smile also appeared on Bai Yujing's face, he had a premonition that the person he gambled on might lose, but this was not shameful, as the Son of Heaven, he was high, he hadn't experienced the taste of losing for a long time.

The Immortal Sword glowed under the moon, and he held the sword in his hand.

The wooden man sighed.

Although he did not bet, he still felt sorry and sad for the imminent death of a generation of peerless swordsman Ximen Fuxue.

Among all the people present, are they the only three who can see the victory or defeat at the last moment?

- Of course, there is another person, Su Weiyun.

Su Weiyun also made a bet, betting on Ximen Blowing Snow to win.

The little old man will not easily look wrong, will he easily look at the wrong person?

Is Ximen Blowing Snow really inferior to Ye Gucheng?

........

At least Simon Blowing Snow never thought so in his heart.

Ever since he learned to sword at the age of seven, he never thought he would lose to anyone, and this was not a kind of blind confidence. Rather, it is because he believes that he has mastered the great treasure of "kendo".

And this treasure happens to be willing to open up to him.

It's as if the ice and snow will always belong to the cold, the stars will always belong to the universe, the flowers will always belong to the flowers, and the waves and waves of the sea will always belong to the old man who struggled.

The sword also belongs to Simon Blowing Snow forever.

He already has a sword, so he doesn't have to fear anyone.

But what about when he had a wife? Does he have scruples and ties?

His sword was still three feet away from Ye Gucheng's chest.

Ye Gucheng's sword seemed to be close to him.

At this moment, of course, Ximen Fuxue thought of his wife, but he inexplicably remembered what Su Weiyun said to him at the Heavenly Silkworm Altar.

"If your heart is willing to change, your sword will come to life."

"Whether your sword is merciful or not, it only depends on what you think."

Does Ximen Fuxue also regard his wife as something that binds his kendo? If even he thinks so, then his wife will inevitably be the thread in his sword.

But what if he doesn't? Is that invisible thread no longer there? How should his heart change, and how should his sword change?

Can Simon blow snow put down this line?

At the last moment, Simon Blowing Snow's sword suddenly lowered a little, in fact, that distance was really very small and insignificant for them.

However, it suddenly made his swordsmanship have a wonderful and indescribable, mysterious and mysterious feeling.

His sword suddenly pierced into Ye Gucheng's chest!

.........

Ye Gucheng's sword suddenly stopped.

His arm didn't stab again, not because he had lost the strength to stab again.

Instead, Simon Fuxue's sword suddenly stopped the moment it pierced into his chest, and the tip of that sword was probably not more than an inch away from his heart.

Ye Gucheng was defeated.

Now that he has been defeated, he will no longer make useless swords.

Simon Fuxue also knew this, so he stopped his sword. He respects Ye Gucheng, why doesn't Ye Gucheng respect him?

Ye Gucheng sighed: "I lost. ”

Ximen Fuxue said lightly: "You are defeated." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "I was originally a swordsman who walked ahead of you, but unfortunately I still missed you." ”

Ximen Fuxue said: "The realm after the grandmaster should have been an epiphany, once he attained the Tao, he died overnight, it is not necessarily. ”

Ye Gucheng said: "What you said is reasonable, you can kill me." I took it orally. ”

Ximen Fuxue slowly withdrew his sword at this time.

The blood fell drop by drop along the tip of the sword, and Ximen Fuxue quietly stared at the blood on the sword, and the blood beads shimmered on the moonlight, flowing thinly.

After a long time, Simon Blowing Snow gently blew it off with a somewhat unbearable look.

It's like a person returning from the night shaking off the wind and snow in his clothes, and lamenting the bitter cold of the last winter.

Ye Gucheng clutched his chest, blood oozing lightly from his palm. Simon Blowing Snow's sword was very fast, and it didn't hurt his real point, so the blood didn't flow much.

However, he still lost.

But he didn't feel regret or shame, but felt a faint sense of excitement and strong relief.

He was glad that Simon was blowing snow.

Ximen Fuxue has already understood himself, and he will definitely slowly comprehend the mystery of the realm of gods and men with this sword.

He was originally a once-in-a-hundred kendo wizard!

Bai Yujing's hand holding the Immortal Sword slowly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is terrifying in the afterlife." ”

The little old man also shook his head and said, "Why are there always so many terrifying offspring? ”

Su Weiyun laughed, with a smug look on her face: "Haha, why do you say it?" ”

The little old man suddenly replied, "Because Simon Blowing Snow suddenly realized a little bit - he is not a god at all." ”

Su Weiyun said: "Yes, he is not a god, but a living person with flesh and blood and feelings. ”

The little old man said: "The cultivation of the realm of gods and men is a god, not a god!" ”

Su Weiyun said: "So if he doesn't marry a wife, he will never reach the realm of gods, because he will always think that he is a cold god!" ”

The little old man said, "Actually, there is no real god in this world!" Each of us is human. ”

Su Weiyun said: "What you said is really reasonable. ”

The little old man said: "So as long as it is a human being, there are winners and losers, and there are defeats and victories, and it is not people who have always won, but gods." ”

Su Weiyun said: "Are you talking to yourself?" ”

The little old man closed his eyes and said, "I'm talking to the Lord of Baiyun City!" ”

——The White Cloud City Lord lost, he was originally a flying immortal outside the sky, how could he lose? But he should have lost, because it was God, not man, who would not lose!

If Ye Gucheng can truly understand this truth, then he will not be too far away from the realm of gods and men!

At that time, two bright meteors will burn at the same time and turn into a bright moon, and the world will usher in a real kendo boom!

Su Weiyun said leisurely: "Even if you say it clearly, City Lord Ye will not immediately reach the realm of gods." The outcome of this battle will not change in any way. ”

The gamble between the little old man and Su Weiyun was lost by him again.

The little old man was still smiling: "So you know this." ”

"So you should also understand that the owner of Ximen Village will not directly promote the god at the top of the Forbidden City."

Su Weiyun frowned and said, "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

The little old man smiled, "I didn't mean to say anything. It's just that no matter whether you succeed or fail, since there are only two gods and I present, then I must take this opportunity to try your martial arts! ”

He suddenly said this sentence and sent an invitation to Su Weiyun to fight, which no one expected!

The moon is still round, and it seems to be getting bigger and brighter.

The Forbidden City was still silent.

The top of the Forbidden City, the night of the full moon.

Is there another bigger showdown here?!

The little old man said, and swept forward like lightning, the masters at the top of the Forbidden City were nothing to him, and in just a moment, he passed through the crowd and came to Su Weiyun.

Bang!

His two palms were struck, using the most ordinary Shaolin palm style, but the thickness of the internal force, the fierceness, and the strength of the power contained in it are more terrifying than any palm technique in the world!

The masters standing next to Su Weiyun were all intimidated by his might, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back!