Chapter Seventy-Two: Sword Intent Battle
Just when everyone thought that all this was over, and Ye Gucheng was about to be executed for assassinating the emperor, Ximen Chuixue suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I learned swords at the age of seven, and I have been successful in seven years, and I have not met an opponent so far!" ”
Just when everyone around didn't know why Ximen Fuxue suddenly said this, Ye Gucheng suddenly answered:
"Hmph, why bother to tell them this, lest Qionglou Yuyu be too cold at a high place, and people are lonely at a high place, how can they know about it."
"Tonight is the night of the full moon, you are indeed Ye Gucheng!"
"Of course!"
"You have a sword in your hand, and I also have a sword in my hand, does your agreement with me still count?"
"Count!"
At this time, the people around knew the meaning of the two people, Ximen Chuixue actually wanted to continue to duel with Ye Gucheng at this time, he didn't want Ye Gucheng to die here like this, which would become the regret of his life!
"But Ye Gucheng has already committed a capital crime by assassinating the emperor!" Wei Ziyun said in a deep voice.
"At this moment, I only want to fight with the Ye City Lord, I don't care about life and death, honor and disgrace, what is the joy of life, what is the fear of death, I have to know that I die without regrets, I can have such an opponent as the Ye City Lord, I will die without regrets, but if someone wants to stop me, no matter who it is, I will not be polite!"
"Hahaha...... Sure enough, it is a good spirit, worthy of a generation of sword gods! With such a sentence suddenly appeared, it was Guan Yutian, and at the same time, several people appeared together, each of them was the top master in the world, Wei Ziyun came with a large number of internal guards, and the rest of the people naturally couldn't stop them.
"We all came to see the duel between Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng, but we don't want to return in vain!" Guan Yutian said first.
For a while, these people confronted the Ouchi guards, but compared to the calmness of these people, all the Ouchi guards were like facing the enemy, and the emperor's eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking at this time.
After a while, Zhu ignored and said slowly: "Actually, Ben Hou also wants to see the duel between the two great swordsmen in the world, and I believe that there are many people who have the same idea as me at this moment, so I want to ask Your Majesty for a favor." ”
"Since the imperial brother also spoke, then I will promise to let the two of you complete the duel!" The emperor finally spoke, but at this time, he was afraid that there was a lot of anger in his heart, and now only Zhu Wuzhi was a top master by his side, and Wei Ziyun and these inner guards were still a little behind. At this time, if Ximen Blowing Snow and Guan Yutian did it together, it was really possible to threaten the life of Emperor Dao.
In this case, the emperor could only choose like this, and only then did Zhu ignore his words and give a step, so he agreed.
Soon, Ye Gucheng was unraveled by Zhu Wuda, and the two of them returned to the top of the Forbidden City, at this time, Lu Xiaofeng told how he saw through the conspiracy of the Southern Palace, and also solved the doubts in Ye Gucheng's heart, and at the same time, Wei Ziyun also said that Ye Gucheng was born in the royal family of the previous dynasty.
Knowing the reason for the failure of the plan, Ye Gucheng spent about a pillar of incense calming down his mood, and said to Ximen Blowing Snow: "If I am defeated, please accept my sword, my sword is your sword!" ”
"If I am defeated, please accept my sword, my sword will be yours!"
"From now on, the sword will never leave your body!"
"The sword is not far away!"
On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.
The two peerless swordsmen made such an agreement before making a move, and a surge of sword intent poured out of Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng at the same time, that is, the people watching the battle around now are the top masters in the rivers and lakes, otherwise, even if they watch such a sword intent collision, they will also be injured, from this point of view, it is also a good thing for those in the rivers and lakes who want to come and watch the fun, otherwise they will be impacted by the sword intent, which will affect their own spiritual will, and I am afraid that there is no hope for one step closer in the way of the sword in this life.
"Good swordsmanship, good sword intent!" At this time, the Mudao people who were watching the battle couldn't help but exclaim, while the others also stared intently at Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue, refusing to miss a single bit. The two people in the competition are the best swordsmen in the world, and the people around them may be on par with the two of them above the martial arts realm, but above the sword, they all have to sigh to themselves.
At this time, Shen Chengping, who was also watching the battle, faintly flashed with essence in his eyes, and the sword intent around his body was suddenly stimulated, although his martial arts were said to be a way to learn from others, but the way of the sword was far beyond the others, so after sensing the sword intent of these two peerless swordsmen, his reaction was the greatest, and he unconsciously released his own sword intent.
Shen Chengping's sword intent was majestic and dense, and it was inserted into the duel between the two people almost instantly, and as a master of using a sword, Shen Chengping found that he could not resist the impulse to compete with the world's top swordsmen, or that any top swordsman would not refuse this duel, therefore, the duel that originally belonged to Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue changed at this time, from the dragon battle between the two people to the three-way battle against each other!
Such an accident, not to mention the people watching the battle around them, even Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, who were preparing for a duel, had a trace of surprise in their hearts, but immediately, a huge surprise emerged in the hearts of the two of them!
"Hahaha...... Sure enough, I am not alone! Ye Gucheng couldn't help laughing loudly: "I didn't expect that the little marquis of the Shenhou Mansion was actually a top swordsman!" ”
"Now that we've made a move, let's make a conclusion together!" West Gate Snow Blowing Road.
"That's what I mean!" Shen Chengping was also full of sword intent at this time, his spirit was surging, and he flew to the top of the Forbidden City, juxtaposed with the two peerless swordsmen, and the whole person was like a dusty sword that suddenly bloomed with its own brilliance!
The bright moon on the horizon was covered by a cloud and mist at this time, covering the bodies of the three people with a layer of hazy color, Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow, and Shen Chengping stood opposite each other, and the spirits of the three people also collided and entangled together in this one.
It seems to be the Three Kingdoms War, the sword intent of the three people or confrontation, or cooperation, or collision, the trace of sword intent leaked out by the three people even drew scars on the ground of the surrounding houses, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue were surrounded by their own sword intent, and Shen Chengping originally came up empty-handed, at this time, eight peerless swords also appeared around his body!
The three of them had six eyes, their eyes intertwined with each other, and almost at the same moment, the three of them suddenly turned from static to extreme.
Ye Gucheng's flying immortals outside the sky seem to come from above the nine heavens, high and arrogant, like the mortal dust of the immortal forest, not like the things of the world, it can be said to be the ultimate of swordsmanship, and those who have seen him will be amazed that there is no swordsmanship in the world that can be compared.
Simon's swordsmanship of blowing snow is like a glimpse, like flying snowflakes, seeing the snowflakes bloom under your sword, if you can see the brilliant brilliance of that moment, you will know that that kind of beauty is absolutely nothing can compare.
Compared with the swordsmanship of these two people, Shen Chengping's eight swords flying together are also not inferior, eight swords, each of which represents an artistic conception, a set of peerless swordsmanship, as if it is endless, but it is as simple as the extreme.