Chapter 158: The Glory of That Sword
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Ye Gucheng's demeanor is unique, walking quietly in the restaurant, as if he is a fairy, and the eyes of the world naturally focus on him.
Holding a long sword in his hand, Ye Gucheng sat on the stool, staring at Lu Wuchen and Lu Xiaofeng with a pair of cold star-like eyes.
"You're coming to see the fun, too?" Ye Gucheng asked coldly.
Shrugging his shoulders, Lu Wuchen smiled faintly: "The battle between City Lord Ye and Ximen Blowing Snow has spread all over the rivers and lakes, how can we not come and take a look at such a grand duel." β
"That's it!" Touching his beard, Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Originally, we thought that we would miss such a wonderful duel, but who knew that Lu Dao would dare to go up, we can only say that we are too lucky." β
"It's just that I don't know why City Lord Ye came here?" Lu Wuchen asked suspiciously.
"I'm here to find someone, which one is Tang Tianrong?"
Ye Gucheng looked around behind the restaurant, and as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were already fixed on the body of a person in the left corner.
This man had a handsome face, but at the moment his face was distorted and stiff, and it looked very hideous at first glance.
He had been sitting quietly in the corner by himself, and he didn't even notice Lu Xiaofeng when he came up. He was still very young, and he was gorgeously dressed, but there was a hint of crazy and hideous expression in his eyes.
Tang Tianrong stared at Ye Gucheng and said with resentment: "I am Tang Tianrong!" β
As soon as Tang Tianrong's words were finished, the seven or eight tables closest to him suddenly dispersed. Retreat into the corners of both sides. Just a moment. A vacuum band appeared in the restaurant.
Ye Gucheng said coldly: "Do you know who I am? β
Hearing this, Tang Tianrong nodded.
Ye Gucheng glanced at Tang Tianrong coldly, and said, "Everyone in the rivers and lakes said that I was injured, are you wondering, why am I still alive?" β
The muscles at the corners of Tang Tianrong's mouth seemed to be beating, and he asked coldly, "Who cured the poison for you?" β
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people in the restaurant showed a hint of understanding, and the honest monk still didn't tell a lie this time. Ye Gucheng was indeed injured, and he was indeed hit by the poisonous sand of the Tang family. But what is the Tang Sect's highly poisonous secret weapon that makes people all over the world tremble, but it has no effect on Ye Gucheng?
"Who detoxified him?" The same doubts crossed everyone's minds.
Everyone wanted to hear Shi Gucheng answer this, but Ye Gucheng didn't answer, and said lightly: "It's not poisonous, why detoxify?" β
Tang Tianrong exclaimed: "It was originally non-toxic? β
Ye Gucheng said lightly: "A little dust, what is the poison?" β
Tang Tianrong's face changed, and he shouted: "The flying sand of this sect is just a little dust in your eyes? β
Ye Gucheng nodded and looked at Tang Tianrong coldly and arrogantly.
Tang Tianrong also stopped talking. But he slowly stood up and unbuttoned his robe. Revealing a strong suit inside.
His costume was not strange or scary, but it was the two leopard leather sacs that clinged to his left hip bone, and a pair of fishskin gloves stuck in his belt.
Quiet!
It's quiet!
In a short moment, the restaurant became silent, and everyone wanted to leave, but they were reluctant to go, because everyone knew that the road was here, and at this moment, a thrilling battle was about to be staged.
Tang Tianrong put on his gloves, the fishskin gloves flashedβa strange green light, and his face seemed to have become miserable green.
Ye Gucheng stood quietly, flicking the long sword in his hand, but he didn't pull out the sword from its sheath.
Staring at the long sword in Ye Gucheng's hand, Tang Tianrong suddenly said loudly: "Who else thinks that the poisonous sand of this sect is just a little dust?" β
No one spoke.
Tang Tianrong continued: "If no one else thinks so, you'd better go downstairs to avoid accidental injury!" β
Hearing this, those who were reluctant to leave had no choice but to leave, after all, the poisonous sand of the Tang family was even more terrible than the plague in the minds of the people in the martial arts, and no one wanted to get a little bit of it.
"Ye Gucheng, take your life!"
With a loud shout, Tang Tianrong's hands trembled, and countless Tang Gate poisonous sand suddenly seemed to be like a black cloud pressing down on the city, overwhelmingly enveloping Ye Gucheng's body.
Ye Gucheng's hand that had been holding the hilt of the sword suddenly flipped over, and Ye Gucheng, who was well-known in the rivers and lakes, finally showed his swordsmanship in front of everyone.
Flying Immortals!
Before the sword was unsheathed, the entire hall was filled with a sharp and piercing sword whistle.
The high-rollers who were a little closer to the battlefield couldn't help but bend down to cover their ears, and opened their mouths wide in unison, trying their best to relieve the pressure of this sword roar. However, compared to the brilliant star-like sword light in Ye Gucheng's hand, this imposing rainbow-like sword roar could only be reduced to embellishment.
At the moment when it was unsheathed, no one could see how Ye Gucheng stabbed this sword, only to see the dazzling sword marks in the sky woven into a web of light, and the flashing people were dazzled and dizzy.
Ye Gucheng's sword is like a stream of fireflies, and the sunset will fall before the most deafening clouds, and there is a kind of grace and beauty that is dense like brocade.
The sword light flickered, and Ye Gucheng stabbed into the poisonous sand like a black cloud with a sword, and when the sword light stirred, the black cloud in the sky was shattered into a day of blue sparks, as beautiful as fireworks in the night.
A dense sound of gold and iron striking like popping beans, and at the end of the day, there was a crisp sound, and a spark burst in the air, flashing so that everyone couldn't open their eyes.
With a flash of the sword, Tang Tianrong's figure fell to the ground, while Ye Gucheng was completely murderous, put the sword into the sheath, and there was not a trace of dust on the snow-white placket, and the light and cloudy posture was as if he had never made a move.
"Hiss......"
There was a sound of inhaling cold air in the restaurant, and everyone looked at it, only to see that Tang Tianrong's arms had naturally drooped, and blood flowed out of the pipa bones on his left and right shoulders, and everyone understood that this Tang Tianrong would never be able to put a dark weapon in the future.
Tang Tianrong was bitter, tears flowed down with blood, and for the children of the Tang family, there was no way to launch a secret weapon in his life, which was simply more terrible and cruel than death.
The strong will never have mercy on the weak, Ye Gucheng no longer glanced at Tang Tianrong, but turned to look at Lu Wuchen and Lu Xiaofeng.
Bang Bang ......
Applauding gently, Lu Wuchen smiled faintly: "What a trick to fly immortals outside the sky, if Ye Gucheng stabbed Lu Xiaofeng with a sword in today's state, then we won't see Lu Xiaofeng today." β
"Hehe...... smiled, Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Indeed!" Speaking of which, I still have to thank the City Lord Xie Ye for showing mercy to his subordinates that day. What Mu Dao people said is right, the Flying Immortal Fruit outside the sky is really a unique swordsmanship in the world! β
Ye Gucheng said proudly: "This is the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world. β
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes, no matter how many times I see it, I will be shocked by this sword, and no one can compare to this sword!" β
Hearing this, Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly showed a strange expression, and he looked at Lu Xiaofeng and asked a strange word.
"Where is Simon blowing snow?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "I'm not Ximen Blowing Snow." "Strange questions, and only strange words are answered.
Looking at Ye Gucheng, Lu Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "City Lord Ye, do you remember what I said?" β
Ye Gucheng said: "Which sentence?" β
Lu Wuchen sighed and said, "You and Ximen Chuixue are both rare peerless swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, do you have to earn your life?" β
"Alas......" Hearing this, Ye Gucheng let out a rare sigh and said, "You don't understand the loneliness of people in high places!" β
Lu Wuchen shook his head and said, "Maybe, but I know that even if you decide the winner of this duel, the winner will only be more lonely as snow!" β
Ye Gucheng was silent for a while, and said: "Both Shengyu and He Shengliang, how can there be two undefeated swordsmen on the rivers and lakes at the same time?" After saying that, a trace of loneliness flashed on his face, and then he walked down.
As soon as Ye Gucheng came out, the restaurant suddenly became like a pot of freshly boiled water, setting off a commotion. Some people argued loudly, and some people rushed downstairs to get the news out. Since Ye Gucheng is not dead, he is not injured. And everyone has already seen his swordsmanship, the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world! So they're going to get the news out there!
Taking a sip of wine, Lu Wuchen looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said with a faint smile: "What do you say we should do next?" β
"Find someone!"
"Uncle Turtle Sun?"
"Good!" (To be continued......)