"What a goddess dragon, what a ghost, what a pair of swords, what a pair of lovers."

At the same time, the young man beside the old man on the frontier was handsome, with a fair complexion, a little cinnabar shining in the center of his eyebrows, and a young man in a luxurious gold coat muttered softly.

The young man is as quiet as a virgin, not frightened, and has the demeanor of a handsome son.

"Tomorrow, you're down?"

Hearing this, the old man of the frontier looked at the young man with a smile on his face.

"Master, they are a real couple, I bless them."

Ouyang Mingri smiled, but there was a hint of gloom in the depths of his pupils.

He loved the goddess dragon deeply, how could he let go so easily, but he knew the plot and knew that the goddess dragon died because of his father in the end.

Ouyang thought about what qualifications he had to love her.

Just because of his own thoughts, let his beloved die...

"Haha...... It is worthy of being my good apprentice, I can afford to take it and put it down. ”

The old man on the frontier lightly stroked his beard with a smile on his face, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly asked, "Tomorrow, how do you plan to deal with the grievances between the previous generations?" ”

He was also sighing lightly in his heart, he knew his apprentice and knew that he would not let go easily.

"Master, I discussed with Brother Changfeng, Shangguan Yan, and Stinky Tofu, and after I went back, I sealed my father's martial arts, so that he had no capital to harm people, but Bantianyue was going to be killed."

Ouyang Mingri said in a deep voice. Thinking that his father killed his sister and Shangguan Yan in the future, and remembered that because of his dilemma of filial piety and righteousness, he killed his friends and killed the woman he loved the most, Ouyang Mingri felt very painful in his heart.

No matter how bad Ouyang Feiying was, after all, he was still his father, and the result of the discussion was to abolish Ouyang Feiying's martial arts.

For such a result, Ouyang Mingri knew that it was already the best ending, and Shangguan Yan and Sima Changfeng both got invitation cards.

In the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, the martial arts of the two of them will definitely skyrocket rapidly, as long as the two of them are given time, ten Ouyang Feiying are not opponents.

"That's fine, let him dissipate the grievances of the previous generation, originally Gu Mutian and I planned to let you deal with it yourself, but with the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, we will help you when we go back and kill Bantianyue."

The old man of the frontier sighed. Originally, they planned to let the juniors deal with it themselves, but they suddenly got a shocking adventure.

They planned to kill Bantianyue, and then look forward to taking their martial arts to the next level, knowing that there are heavens and all worlds, and even immortal immortals will appear in the future, and the ambition of the two of them, which has long been wiped out, is alive again.

Gu Mutian wants to resurrect his Xiaoxue, since there is a small soul resurrection pill now, won't there be a middle soul resurrection pill and a big soul resurrection pill in the future?!

"There is a dragon and phoenix phantom?"

Everyone in the square saw the phantom of the dragon and phoenix. There is also a lot of discussion.

They sighed, this martial arts conference is really worth the trip.

And in that small world, Shangguan Yan and Sima Changfeng smiled similarly, and then each put their weapons in their sheaths, and then flew out of the small world.

They are not a life-and-death duel, they are just trying to fulfill Gu Mutian's wish.

"Ximen blowing snow, a duel in this small world, even the top of the Forbidden City, the duel between us is here, how about it?"

On the other side, Ye Gucheng, who was dressed in white and shengxue, looked at Ximen Blowing Snow and said lightly.

They had all read the "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", and Ye Gucheng knew that even if he could use the power of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City to "kill the dragon", Ximen Blowing Snow would also use the power of the "Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City" to stop him.

When the time comes, win or lose, it depends on the financial resources of that side, and he is alone!

But Ximen Blowing Snow, Lu Xiaofeng, and Hua Manlou will do their best to stop him.

The financial resources are not as strong as others, of course he knows that the end will also be lost.

Knowing that he would lose, Ye Gucheng was not the kind of fool with a tendon.

"His life is the sword, the sword is his life", "in and can get out", with "the way of the sword" as the "way of life", get the sword and lose the way. After seeing the kendo geniuses of other planes, Ye Gucheng's obsession was let go a lot.

Ye Gucheng is a royal family of the previous dynasty, Feixian Island in the South China Sea established Baiyun City, he carried the family's expectation of re-ascending to the throne, in the original book, he cooperated with the king of the south to fight the Forbidden Peak, intending to usurp the throne of a certain dynasty.

In fact, Ye Gucheng was even thinking that if he wanted to fulfill the family's expectations, why should he cooperate with others, he could completely occupy a plane.

"Can you let go of the obsession in your heart and be honest with yourself?"

Ximen Fuxue looked at Ye Gucheng and asked lightly. Between him and Ye Gucheng, they seem to be rivals and friends, the two of them are too similar.

"Yes."

Ye Gucheng pondered for a moment and bowed slightly.

"Alright, let's fight."

Simon blows snow and never speaks very little.

Immediately, the two of them performed peerless light skills at the same time, turned into two silver lightning bolts, flashed towards the small world, and disappeared into the small world in the blink of an eye.

"I didn't expect Ye Gucheng to give up the obsession in his heart."

Seeing the two white-clothed Shengxue in the small world, arrogant, cold and handsome men, Fang Yi murmured softly.

In the original work, Ye Gucheng lost to Ximen Blowing Snow because his desire to die was decided.

Now that Ye Gucheng has let go of his obsession, Fang Yi is really looking forward to the outcome of the duel between the two.

"It's Simon Blowing Snow again, who is the man next to him? The temperament is so similar to him. ”

Seeing Ximen Blowing Snow entering the small world again, a group of warriors on the square whispered and began to talk one after another.

"You don't know that, do you? This man is Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, one of the most powerful swordsmen in our world, and his reputation is similar to that of the sword god Ximen Blowing Snow. ”

A martial artist from Lu Xiaofeng's legendary plane raised his head and said with a smile.

"Oh."

Hearing this, everyone looked relieved, and they were looking forward to the duel between Ximen and Blowing Snow.

Although Ximen Fuxue was defeated by Dongfang Bai, his swordsmanship was superb, which was also admired by many warriors.

Now that he knows that Ye Gucheng is a person who is similar to Ximen Blowing Snow swordsmanship, there is expectation in his eyes.

"Ximen blows snow, how about winning with a sword?"

Standing upright and dressed in white like snow, Ye Gucheng looked at Ximen blowing snow and said lightly.

"That's exactly what I mean."

Ximen Fuxue nodded, and immediately pulled out the saber pinned to his waist, and said lightly: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world, the blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels." ”

"This sword is cast by overseas cold iron elites, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels."

Ye Gucheng also pulled out the Feihong Sword on his waist and said leisurely.

Even if this sentence is not the first time I have heard it, the words of Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng still make the people watching the battle in the square feel full of force!

"Bang!"

Ximen Blowing Snow suddenly stepped on the ground, his body was like a pale white crane rising into the air, the human sword was one, Ximen Blowing Snow seemed to be integrated with the black sheath sword in his hand, and the sword was calm, stabbing towards Ye Gucheng.

No one can describe the sharpness and speed of that sword, no one can imagine, and no one can dodge.

If there are really immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods in heaven and earth, they will definitely be disgraced by this sword.

"A sword comes from the west, and the immortals fly out of the sky!"

At the same time, Ye Gucheng also jumped forward, like a blue sky and white clouds flawless and unsullied, this move was high and struck, the momentum of a sword attack was brilliant and fast, with a sword aura that was even cold to the bone marrow, and the edge of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be resisted!

A sword light flew obliquely, like a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow passing through the sky.

This freewheeling change in swordsmanship is the supreme realm of martial arts, and it can be regarded as a unique swordsmanship in the world.

Ye Gucheng's move is extremely powerful, and it can be described as perfect with "the unity of man and sword" and "the unity of heaven and man".

Ye Gucheng's people and the sword seem to have become one, the sword light is like a flying rainbow, and it stabbed straight through, the sword light is brilliant and fast, there is no change, not even the back, the power of the whole body is dissolved into this sword, and there is no change, and sometimes it is the best change.

This sword was formed before the move was made, and the god stayed after the move was made so that the rigidity was the softest, and the unchanged was the change.

No one can describe the splendor and splendor of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword, which is not just a sword, but the wrath of Thor, a blow of lightning.

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering bang, and everyone couldn't even see the speed of the two of them clearly, so they heard an earth-shattering bang.

The two sword lights collided together.

Immediately, everyone saw that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, who were dressed in white and Shengxue, both spat out a mouthful of bloody swords and flew away.

Simon Fuxue supported the long sword in his right hand and knelt on one knee, his face extremely pale.

Ye Gucheng, who was standing, was no better, there was a narrow sword mark on his chest, blood was splattering, and his face was pale.

"I'm defeated."

Simon Fuxue, who was kneeling on one knee, said softly. The voice was soft, and his face showed a rare smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

The sword god smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Defeated!

Everyone was shocked, and the man called the Sword God was defeated and defeated again.

But instead of being depressed or decadent, he was laughing.

That smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.

The sword god smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze, except for a few people, no one knew why the sword god was defeated but was laughing...

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