Just when everyone fell into an extremely dangerous place of death, dozens of flying needles shot almost simultaneously like flying flowers in the sky, and suddenly dozens of archers and crossbowmen fell to the ground with needles in their hands, their muscles twitching, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Who?"

Xichang turned around in horror and shouted, only to see a fiery red figure on the palace wall, under the illumination of the moonlight, it seemed that he saw the person wearing a mask, standing still on it like a ghost.

"The one who gave you a great gift."

The red-clothed masked woman blew the fire fold in her hand, and then in front of everyone, she lit a ball of unknown things in her hand, and threw it down casually.

Everyone thought it was explosives or something dangerous, but after waiting for about five or six seconds and there was no movement, Gao Huai thought he was fooled and said angrily: "You dare to tease Pontus, take her down for me." ”

Before the archers could get ready, the Nata thing began to spin and shoot out colorful fireworks, and it made a sharp sound like the roar of a long snake, and it jumped and cruined quickly in the crowd, and because of the fireworks splashing everywhere, all the people of the West Factory were basically in a mess, jumping up and down.

On the top of the Fengtian Temple, the provocation of the Golden Armor Holy Clothes Mask Man is simply insulting the two top masters of the contemporary era in front of the people of the world, which is unforgivable, only with blood can this shame be washed away, and it is definitely an endless situation.

"Will you go first, or will I come first?"

Although Ye Gucheng was also very angry, some people challenged him without knowing the height of the sky, and they chose to do it at this time, I am afraid that the comer is not good, I don't know if tonight's plan can be successfully completed? The reason why he asked this sentence first was to force Simon to blow the snow first, and he could wait for the opportunity to get out, which was smaller than martial arts, and another thing was his real big thing.

Simon Fuxue did not answer, but directly expressed his choice with his actions, and the long sword stabbed directly.

Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is so fast, famous all over the world, killing people without shedding a drop of blood, in the blink of an eye, the sword is sparkling, and dozens of swords have already been swung, but none of the swords can touch the body of the masked man, even a trace of the corner of the clothes, the light skill is really fast and incredible!

Fifty moves, the masked man was just dodging, and he didn't fight back, he seemed to be at ease, and he didn't seem to be ready to make a move, or he felt that Ximen Blowing Snow was not worth his shot.

Ye Gucheng saw that the person was easily dodging Ximen Blowing Snow's attack, and at the same time cast a provocative look at himself, it seems that he does have this capital, even if he has the heart to get out, I am afraid it will be difficult to make the trip, and now the only way to do this is to join forces with Ximen Blowing Snow to solve this unidentified masked man first.

"Ximen Blowing Snow, now it seems that this person does have the strength to let you and me join forces to fight, this kind of epic war is rare in a hundred years, so I agreed, it's up to you."

It is undeniable that the martial arts of this masked man are indeed outrageously high, although Ximen Chuixue has not yet used all his strength, but he can still walk around so leisurely under his nine successes, and this person can not only dodge, he is a powerful counterattack, and the world can no longer find a second person, and Ye Gucheng can't do it, so he agreed to join forces.

"Okay, join forces." Simon Blowing Snow decided that he would not procrastinate, and would simply be neat.

The masked man in the golden armor cloaked his fingers at the same time, and said happily: "Okay, it is really an exciting thing to be able to fight with the two top masters of this plane at the top of the Forbidden City, no matter whether you win or lose, this battle will definitely be remembered for centuries and recorded in history and folklore." ”

The two of them didn't seem to understand Yi Xiaofeng's words, and with Ximen Blowing Snow's character, they naturally wouldn't ask, while Ye Gucheng was puzzled: "What plane?" What annals? You're such an interesting person, I can't wait to see your true face. ”

The masked man smiled freely: "What's so difficult about that, as long as you two can defeat me, it will naturally satisfy your curiosity!" ”

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue glanced at each other, and they all raised their swords and swung them up, and the blades of the swords crossed and flew wrong, as if forming a net of heaven and earth, completely enveloping the masked man.

As soon as they came up, they used such an all-round attack, although Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were opponents, but the two had no grudges, but it was in pursuit of a higher realm of martial arts that today's duel was born, which is the so-called heroic sympathy!

Often the person who knows you best is your opponent, so Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue just confirmed this sentence, the two of them have a tacit understanding as soon as they make a move, one left and one right, one up and down, staggered before and after, the attack is seamless!

Ye Gucheng slashed the left shoulder of the masked man with a sword, and Ximen Fuxue slashed through the masked man's abdomen with a sword, the scissors of the two struck together, extremely fast, and the distance was so close, if it was a different person, it would definitely be the result of being dismembered on the spot, but this person disappeared.

To be precise, it was not to disappear, but because the speed was too fast, he moved sideways and dodged the combined blow of these two supreme masters.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue were just startled, and after a moment's stunned, they raised their swords again and stabbed them, the long sword waved, the cold light shimmered under the bright moon, and the figures flickered, and soon they couldn't see the figures of the three people clearly, and only occasionally saw three small dots, one red, one white and one black, moving quickly under the reflection of the full moon.

Only Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue personally experienced in the middle of the tornado of the battle, and they felt the horror of the masked man, his body technique, light skills, swordsmanship, palm technique, fist technique, and leg technique Each stunt can be called unparalleled in the world, exquisite, and this person can also perfectly integrate these exquisite martial arts.

The attacks of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue always have a sense of frustration that has nowhere to fall, every time the sword swings out, they lose the trace of the other party, and their wrists and elbows will always be clicked by him from time to time, and the power suddenly dissipates, even if the masked man receives the attack head-on, his incomparably thick internal force is like a great river of the Yangtze River, surging and endless.

The ordinary moves no longer had any effect, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue made eye contact, and each put on a seemingly ordinary but extraordinary ultimate sword posture.

Ye Gucheng spread its wings like a crane, the west gate blew snow like a cold pine in the Yellow Mountain, the momentum of the two was climbing rapidly, and the fiery red glazed tiles on the roof of the palace seemed to have lost the gravitational pull of the earth, and they slowly floated, and the bodies of the two rippled out of an invisible energy aura, and even the surrounding air began to stir restlessly, resulting in a cyclone.

Hey? The masked man couldn't help but show a hint of surprise when he saw Ye Gucheng and Ximen blowing snow, but he didn't expect that his intentional allocation in martial arts actually created a qualitative leap in the two of them on the road to martial arts, and fused their spirit and true qi to the outside.

Wonderful! Wonderful!

These two people have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, and when they reach the level of cultivating the true myth in the future, they will find one or two exercises and then cultivate them, and they will definitely be two more tiger generals in their own army in the future.

Judging from the sword qi of the two, they have now reached the early stage realm of the acquired martial arts, and even close to the mid-stage realm, which makes the mask man very excited.

There is no way to break it, and there is no way to win.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are already close to the second realm of the way of the sword, there is no sword in their hands, there is a sword in their hearts, but they are only close, at present, the two of them can only use the sword to control the qi and turn their fingers into swords, while the mask man has already penetrated the third realm of the way of the sword, there is no sword in his hand, and there is no sword in his heart, everything can be a sword in his hands, and the true yuan transforms into shape, injuring the enemy ten miles away.

Simon's ultimate sword is like a giant tiger in the wilderness, with sharp claws that crack mountains and rocks, tearing apart all obstacles in its way.

Ye Gucheng's ultimate sword was like a desolate golden-winged Dapeng bird, roaring like lightning, cutting through the barriers of space.

In the face of the combined ultimate blow of the two supreme masters, there was not the slightest panic in the eyes of the masked man, but full of excitement!

When the two sword qi converged three feet in front of the masker, he couldn't move forward a single bit, so he stopped in the air so forcefully, and he controlled the two sword qi in the palm of his hand without any effort.

Everyone was stunned, stupid and couldn't say a word.

"Is this still human?"

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(End of chapter)