After the Chunhualou incident, Lu Xiaofeng encountered a lot of trouble, and gradually realized that something was wrong and began to investigate deeply.

But that has nothing to do with Yan Shi.

He found Ximen Fuxue, who had already arrived in the capital, and Sun Xiuqing was pregnant and about to give birth.

As a senior brother, Yan Shi expressed his blessings.

"After the top of the Forbidden City, if I were still alive, I would definitely go to you. Ximen Fuxue said this to Yan Shidao, obviously he was still angry about the defeat at the beginning.

Stubbornness, this is one of his excellent qualities.

Yan Shi can see that he has made great progress during this time, at least one step stronger than in the original book, and this is still the state that he has not let go of Sun Xiuqing.

But Ye Gucheng has already become stronger than before, and the flying immortal in Chunhua Tower completely surpasses the realm when he was defeated under the hidden single front in the past.

These two are unborn swordsmen, maybe not as good as Gong Jiu now, but they will eventually surpass him and become an indelible page.

Their collision is a battle destined to go down in the ages, and there will be no more famous battle in the annals of thousands of years of history.

It is not that the martial arts of the two are unprecedented, but that they represent the style of the sword, the style of the martial arts, and their brilliance shines on the ancient and modern, and the glory is not damaged because of the level of martial arts.

A war destined for immortality.

Immortal man, immortal sword.

......

Night falls, and the moon hangs in the sky.

"I don't know the moon when I am young, and I call it a white jade plate. ”

The moon on the fifteenth day of September is indeed very similar to the white jade plate, bright and round, bright and soft, and dazzling.

The tall and solemn buildings of the Forbidden City rise under the night, like a sleeping lion, revealing hideousness, which is the heart of the dynasty.

The smooth glazed tiles are spread on the eaves, and under the background of the moonlight, they look particularly gorgeous and crystal clear.

Yan Shi took a piece of silk and walked into the gate of the Forbidden City, this silk was given to him by Lu Xiaofeng, and it was the original color of the Eight Classics.

But Wei Ziyun, the inner guard guarding the door, had a pale face.

They sent out a total of six such silks, and now they have recovered more than a dozen.

said that there is no cat, then there are ghosts.

But he is not easy to stop, who can enter here with silk satin, who is not a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, all of them are strong in martial arts, lawless, and they are willing to give you face to enter the field with silk, which is already a concern for the majesty of the imperial court.

Now that we've got the silk, it's not fake at all, and as for why there's more, that's your own business.

If you don't let us in, do you look down on us?

Wei Ziyun and the others didn't dare to offend, they were not afraid of these gangsters alone, but if they went together, the thousands of forbidden troops in the Forbidden City would not be enough to stuff their teeth.

They can only increase patrols.

Soon after Yan Shi arrived, he saw Mu Daoren and others, all of whom had come to watch the battle.

With the passage of time, there are more than 20 masters of the rivers and lakes here.

Lu Xiaofeng was the last to arrive, and when he saw this scene, he was dumbfounded.

Wei Ziyun called him over, and the two talked for a while.

Yan Shi stood silently on the eaves of the Taihe Palace, looking into the distance, he knew that a good show would start soon.

And he will also be a participant in this feast.

The wooden path people came to him, and discussed with him the formation of the righteous path alliance to fight against the demon lord, this matter has been mentioned for a long time, but the righteous way has always been inefficient, all kinds of nonsense, until now it has a rough prototype.

"A month later, we plan to hold a martial arts conference to select the leader of the martial arts alliance. Mu Daoren said.

Yan Shi nodded, and joked: "When the time comes, I won't give in just because you are a senior, and I am determined to win the position of the leader of the alliance." ”

Mu Daoren smiled: "It should have been you young people who came out to resist the burden. ”

Although he said this, he was thinking in his heart about whether to expose his strength at that time and become the leader of the martial arts alliance, which would undoubtedly be beneficial to the plan to seize the head of Wudang.

Yan Shi looked at him with a smile.

A figure in white suddenly appeared in the moonlight, with a fluttering figure, like a wind, and his light skills were so high that he was not under the stars.

"The White Cloud City Lord is here!" someone shouted.

Sikong Xingxing sighed and said, "I didn't expect Ye Gucheng to have such a high level of light skill. ”

Lu Xiaofeng had a strange expression in his eyes, and after a long time, he exhaled and said with a smile: "If the light skill is not high, how can you make that move 'Flying Immortal Outside the Sky'?"

The moon is in the middle of the day.

The front and back of the palace are almost full of people, and there are seven of them wearing the costumes of the guards with swords in front of the palace, obviously all of them are masters of the Great Interior, and they also want to see the demeanor of the two great contemporary swordsmen.

Ximen Blowing Snow has long been standing on the eaves, white clothes are better than snow, spotless.

In the moonlight, Ye Gucheng's face was bloodless, and although Ximen Fuxue's face was very pale, he was still a little angry.

Both of them had no expression on their faces at all.

In an instant, their people had become as cold and sharp as their swords, completely devoid of emotion.

The two of them were staring at each other, their eyes glowing at each other.

Everyone was far away from them, and although their swords were not yet unsheathed, their sword aura was already terrifying.

This kind of fierce sword qi was originally emitted by themselves.

It's also the people who are terrifying, not the sword in their hands.

Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "Don't come for a long time, don't come unharmed?"

Ximen blows the snow and says: "Duomeng is perfect, and it is lucky." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Why bring up the old things again, in today's battle, you and I must do our best." ”

Simon Blowing Snow said: "Yes." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Very good. ”

His voice was already out of breath, and after saying two words, he seemed to be gasping for breath.

Everyone was not surprised, it was obvious that Ye Gucheng had been seriously injured, and although the battle had not yet started tonight, the result had already appeared.

Ximen Fuxue was still expressionless, turned a blind eye, raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world, the blade of the sword is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword!"

Ximen blows snow and says, "It is indeed a good sword!"

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said: "This sword is an overseas cold sword elite, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels. ”

Ximen blows the snow and says: "Good sword!"

Ye Gucheng said: "It's a good sword!"

Although the swords of the two have been raised, they are still not unsheathed - the action of drawing the sword is also an indispensable part of swordsmanship, and the two of them are obviously superior to each other.

Then Wei Ziyun proposed to check their swords, which was an unreasonable request, but fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng was there, and after some twists and turns, the two stood on the roof of the Taihe Palace.

The moon is already high.

Simon Fuxue held the scabbard in his left hand and his right hand down to his knees, and his man looked like an unsheathed sword, cold, sharp, and sharp.

Ye Gucheng's face was ugly, he held the long sword behind him with his backhand, his movements seemed to be a little sluggish, and he kept coughing lightly.

Compared with Simon Blowing Snow, he really looked much older and weaker.

Simon Blowing Snow was still expressionless and turned a blind eye.

He's a ruthless man.

His sword is even more ruthless!

Ye Gucheng finally straightened his chest, stared at the sword in his hand, and said slowly: "The sword was originally a murder weapon, I practiced swords when I was a teenager, and I have been waiting to die under the sword at any time and at any time. ”

Simon was listening.

Ye Gucheng took another breath before continuing: "So in today's battle, you and I don't have to be merciful under the sword, and those who learn the sword can die under the master's sword, isn't there no regret?"

Simon Blowing Snow said: "Yes." ”

Some people can't help but clap their hands in their hearts, what they came to see was the all-out battle of these two peerless swordsmen, if there was spare strength under the sword, what else would this battle look like?

Ye Gucheng took a deep breath and said, "Please." ”

Ximen Fuxue suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Wait a minute, how long will you have to wait?"

Simon Blowing Snow said: "Wait until the wound no longer bleeds." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Who is injured? Who is bleeding?"

Ximen blows the snow and says, "You!"

Ye Gucheng exhaled, lowered his head, looked at his chest, and his body suddenly seemed to be shaking.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind him, he was Tang Tianzong, Tang Tianrong's younger brother.

He suddenly jumped behind Ye Gucheng, his hands flying, and a dark cloud-like poisonous sand was released.

He wants to avenge his brother!

"Stop!" Lu Xiaofeng and the others were taken aback.

Ye Gucheng, who couldn't even stand on his feet, was shocked, and he actually swept up in the air, and the harrier turned over, his movements were light and agile, and he didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.

It's a pity that he was also a step late.

Hearing only a miserable scream, Ye Gucheng's body suddenly fell down heavily, and there was another dark cloud on his snow-white clothes.

This is the soul chasing sand that the Tang family has seen blood and sealed their throats, and when it is closer, its power is far more terrifying than that of the poisonous tribulus terrestris.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that as long as one of these poisonous sand is hit on the face, half of the face must be cut off, and if one is hit on the hand, one hand must be cut off.

The poisonous sand in Ye Gucheng's body was too much to count, and he suddenly rolled to Tang Tianzong's feet and hissed: "Antidote, get the antidote!"

Tang Tianzong gritted his teeth and said coldly: "My eldest brother and second brother are both injured under your sword, and they will become crippled if they don't die, you have a deep enmity with our Tang family, and you still want my antidote?"

Ye Gucheng said: "That...... That was Ye Gucheng's business, and it had nothing to do with me at all. ”

Tang Tianzong sneered, "Aren't you Ye Gucheng?"

Ye Gucheng struggled and shook his head, suddenly stretched out his hand, and wiped it on his face, and there was a layer of skin on his face that was torn off by him, but it was an extremely exquisitely made human skin mask.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

At this time, a white bone hearse that was enough to terrify the heroes of the world drove into the palace and pointed directly at the imperial study.

On the night of the full moon, the demon lord slays the dragon!