"If I had known, I shouldn't have hitchhiked with Zhu Stop."

Li Yang, who left the Zhu family, left the "silver", and walked aimlessly on the street, was still feeling guilty for implicating Zhu Zhu.

In fact, Li Yang can't be blamed entirely.

Li Yang was hunted down by Emei and various factions at that time, and for two days in a row, eating wild fruits, drinking dewdrops, nervous, tired, and worried...... When he saw that Zhu Zhu just did it casually and set up a Tibetan compartment under his own carriage, he could easily take him out of Emei, he was naturally full of joy and got into the car, where would he worry so much.

Fortunately, it's not too late to leave at this time.

"Anyway, no one saw that it was Zhu Zhu who took me out of Mount Emei, and even Zhu Zhu's wife didn't know, if I leave now, this matter will have nothing to do with Zhu Zhu."

Li Yang even decided that he would not come to Zhu Zhu's mansion in a short time.

"Those who come from the south, those who go north, their fathers and fellow villagers, brothers and sisters, everyone come and take a look, August 15, the top of the Forbidden City, Ye Gucheng's decisive battle against the West Gate Blowing Snow, is it the sword fairy skill is superior, or the sword god chess is superior, the reputation of the world's first sword, who will end up with it? Which one do you think more like......"

The shouting sound on the street attracted Li Yang's attention.

Looking up, on the side of the street not far ahead, a black-clothed guy pulled his neck and shouted loudly, constantly attracting the attention of pedestrians like Li Yang one after another.

"Big brother." The little guy suddenly stepped forward and grabbed a pedestrian's clothes.

"Call me?" Li Yang smiled, but he didn't expect that he hadn't opened his mouth yet, and he was grabbed by this little guy first.

"That's right, it's you, this big brother, do Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue know? Those are the two supreme swordsmen in the world, and now their duel is the world's side, and everyone is guessing who the final winner is? You must have an answer in mind, you don't have to tell me who it is? I'm going to tell you, now the handicap in the gambling house has been opened to a fight of three, if you are really optimistic about the person in your heart, why not put a bet? The little guy in black pulled Li Yang and spoke, really talking like a river.

Li Yang couldn't interject, so he could only look at it with tears and laughter.

After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be soliciting customers for the gambling house.

Li Yang looked past the black-clothed little guy, and sure enough, he saw a gambling house behind him.

"One Bo Three?" Li Yang asked, seemingly interested.

The black-clothed guy said even harder, "It's not all, as the duel period is getting closer and closer, there is an endless stream of people from all over the city to watch the battle, and the handicap in this gambling house has changed in almost three days, this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make people rich overnight!" ”

"Yes." This is not an interrogative sentence, Li Yang's tone is very flat, and he seems to have lost interest again.

He was not interested in gambling in the first place.

He knows very well what he can and can't touch.

So, Li Yang walked into the gambling house without hesitation......

The moment I walked in, the shouting of the black-clothed guy who started soliciting customers behind me couldn't be heard in an instant, because the sound in the gambling house was really higher, more and more miscellaneous.

Li Yang walked through the gaming tables.

There was no one at the table, because everyone was in front of the innermost table.

"Five hundred taels, I'll press Ye Lonely City."

"Six hundred taels, Ye Gucheng."

"I'm also crushing Ye Lonely."

…… Everyone seemed to be comparing, pressing a lot of silver on it, and they didn't bring enough silver, and even mortgaged what they had on their bodies.

It's a crazy scene.

It's not hard to see who people are more optimistic about.

Li Yang stood behind the crowd, did not squeeze forward, and shook his head secretly.

"I'll press three thousand taels!"

A loud voice suddenly sounded, drowning out everyone's voices.

The gambling house was immediately quiet.

There is no shortage of businessmen and gentry here, but the highest shot is only five or six hundred taels, and three thousand taels at a time, which is definitely a huge amount of money for them, and for ordinary people, it is a luxury that they dare not think of in their lifetime.

Everyone couldn't help but turn around in surprise, wanting to see who was sacred, making such a generous move.

A young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old.

Dressed in white with a long sword, his eyes were cold, and his face was like ice.

Looking at this person, Li Yang couldn't help but think of someone.

Simon blows snow.

Why not Ye Gucheng?

Ye Gucheng also wears white clothes and a sharp sword, and he is also very cold.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue really have too many similarities, they both like to wear white clothes, have the same sharp sword, the same coldness, and the same peerless swordsmanship......

If Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow are allowed to stand together, if they don't know each other, it is very likely that Ye Gucheng will recognize Ximen Blowing Snow, and Ximen Blowing Snow will recognize Ye Gucheng, and even, simply recognize the two as twin brothers.

Li Yang has also been in contact with each other in person, so he can appreciate the deep difference between the two.

The coldness of Ye Gucheng is more like a lonely coldness that has lived in a high place for a long time, with a sense of noble pride, just like the lone pine on the distant mountain, the holy lotus on the snow mountain, and the immortal god on the white clouds, noble and inviolable.

And the young man in front of him, the solemn aura contained in the arrogance, and the indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away, are more like Ximen blowing snow.

Li Yang has this feeling:

The young man was imitating Simon blowing snow.

The clothes, expressions and tone of expression are simply imitated to the extreme, if there is plastic surgery in this era, Li Yang has no doubt that the young man in white in front of him will make Ximen Blowing Snow's face at any cost.

"That son-in-law pressed three thousand taels, Ye Gucheng." The dealer said loudly, inciting the atmosphere in the gambling house and the emotions of the gamblers even higher.

"It's Simon blowing snow." The young man in white emphasized stiffly.

"Uh...... Simon blowing snow? "The dealer is a little unconvinced.

After all, Ye Gucheng became famous earlier than Ximen Blowing Snow, and more than a year or two earlier, people are generally more optimistic about Ye Gucheng.

"Is it hard to understand what I'm saying?" The young man in white looked at him coldly, as if he didn't agree with the intention of drawing his sword and killing people.

"Yes, yes, yes." The dealer was so frightened that he said three times in a row, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

The young man in white turned his gaze to Li Yang, "I'll give another thousand taels." ”

The dealer couldn't be sure whether this was said to him or Li Yang, his lips trembled a few times, and he wanted to ask for confirmation, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Bet on what?" Li Yang spoke.

He had seen that the young man in white was targeting him this time.

"Bet on how many swords I can cut your throat."

As soon as the young man in white said this, the atmosphere of the gambling hall that had just risen up instantly dropped to freezing point, and all the gamblers couldn't help but shudder, and individual gamblers were even quietly moving, preparing to escape from this dangerous place that was obviously about to become a bloody scene.

"I have a grudge against you?" Li Yang asked with a calm expression.

"No hatred." The young man in white said.

Without waiting for Li Yang to open his mouth to ask again, he said again: "There is no complaint." ”

Li Yang sighed, "You must be crazy if you have no hatred or grudge, but you want to kill me." ”

"Who made you Li Yang." The young man in white gave the reason.

As soon as these words came out, the gamblers who were silent at the gambling table caused a commotion.

"He's Li Yang?"

"The one who made a big fuss about the Emei faction?"

"I heard that I was not very old, but I didn't expect to be so young, I always thought that the person who was able to fight a lonely crane had to be at least a person who was almost forty."

"It should be a skill in rejuvenation, I heard that people with high internal skills don't look old."

…… The sword of the young man in white was slowly raised, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Li Yang, "You should know why I killed you this time." ”

Li Yang was silent.

Although the battle of Emei has ended, but afterwards in the rivers and lakes, but set off a greater wave, in the past, because of the fake silver ticket case, iron shoes thief and other incidents, he can only be regarded as a little famous, but now it can be said that the world is famous, and even some people have begun to borrow him to win fame, and the man in white in front of him is the first.

"The price of fame." Li Yang felt a little headache.

Because with the first, there will be the second, the third...... And even more, which is a sign that he may be in trouble in the future.

"Get out of your sword." The young man in white urged.

Li Yang looked down at Feihong hanging on his waist, and sighed a little in his heart.

It was not easy for him to escape from the bloody land of Emei, but at this moment, he fell into the bigger killing field of Jianghu again.

And Emei can escape, but the rivers and lakes are unavoidable!

"This sword of yours is Ye Gucheng's sword, right?" The young man in white suddenly asked, his gaze locked on Li Yang's waist Feihong.

Li Yang pulled out the flying rainbow.

"Sure enough." After the young man in white saw the full picture of the Feihong Sword, he was determined.

He has learned swords since he was a child, and there is no famous sword in the world, and there is nothing he doesn't know.

"Great, that's great."

The young man in white stared at the flying rainbow in Li Yang's hand, his eyes burning, "On August 15, Ximen blows snow and fights Ye Gucheng, today, I will first meet Ye Gucheng's sword." ”

"Heh......" Li Yang suddenly laughed.

"A mourning dog who was chased by Emei is also qualified to laugh at me." The young man's face suddenly changed, and he became murderous.

He hates it when people laugh at him.

Because he always sensitively thought that he was laughing at his Handan toddler and following his example.

"Shut up!"

The young man in white shouted angrily, his feet moved, and the white figure, the white sword light, even the person with the sword, connected into a bunch, and rushed towards Li Yangfei.

Just an imitator after all.

Even if it is imitated again, as soon as you speak and move, your original form is revealed.

Li Yang couldn't help shaking his head in his heart.

He didn't bother to wait for the young man in white to attack him, and the sword in his right hand swung suddenly.

"Zheng!"

The sword let out a clear roar, and a sword qi that was taller than the whole person of the young man in white on the opposite side shot out, and then flew in front of the young man in white with a "whoosh".

It's so fast!

It's so fast that it doesn't make any sense.

The more powerful the move, the longer it should take to gather momentum to launch, but how could this sword qi come so quickly?!

The young man in white froze.

His whole person was still in a galloping posture, not one foot hit the ground, and he froze in mid-air, because once he fell to the ground, he would be cut off by the huge sword qi that flew in front of him.

At this time, the sword qi actually stopped.

Without taking advantage of the victory, he stopped in front of the young man in white, and the light from the sword qi shone so brightly that he could clearly see every pore on his face, and as long as he went a little further, he could split him in half.

"Peng."

At this moment, the sword qi suddenly dissipated on its own, bursting out with a strong wind, blowing the meticulous hair on the top of the young man in white and scattering in all directions, blowing the gamblers next to him unable to open their eyes.

In this wind, Li Yang put away his sword and walked away calmly.

Just one sentence left.

"What I am holding in my hand is indeed Ye Gucheng's sword, but I am not Ye Gucheng.

And you......

It's not even the West Gate blowing snow. ”

"Bang dang."

The sword in the hand of the young man in white fell to the ground, and the others knelt on the ground weakly, their eyes were scattered, as if their dreams had been shattered.