Whoa......

At the same time that Ye Gucheng landed on the Fengtian Palace, the glazed green tiles on the Fengtian Hall trembled without warning.

Those who can appear around Fengtian Hall at this moment to watch the battle are definitely not mediocre.

As the trembling sound of the tiles sounded, everyone raised their heads in unison and looked at the sky in the direction of Chengtianmen.

A cold light seemed to come from outside the sky, and it fell sharply towards the roof of the Fengtian Temple!

The originally dark sky was split in two by the cold light of this knife.

In the blink of an eye, the cold light fell on the other side of the roof of the Fengtian Temple, standing opposite Ye Gucheng.

Sword God, Ximen blows snow!

The two of them had not yet unsheathed their swords, but the sharp sword aura made most of the people watching the battle unconsciously take a step back.

"This sword is cast by overseas cold iron, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, weighing six pounds and four taels......"

Ye Gucheng raised the sword in his hand and said softly: "Ximen Blowing Snow, are you sure to take my move 'Flying Immortals' from the sky?" ”

"City Lord Ye, please!"

Ximen Fuxue is not good at words, and when he heard this, he just raised the sword in his hand.

A gust of cold wind hit, and the two of them stood motionless on top of the Fengtian Temple, as if they had no intention of drawing their swords at all.

At this time, Zhao Yu, who was eating melon seeds, frowned slightly.

"Monsoon!"

Zhao Yu dropped the melon seeds in his hand, turned his head and shouted.

The two world's top swordsmen competed, and the people present even suppressed their breathing a lot, for fear of disrupting this epic battle.

In such a situation, Zhao Yu's voice was extremely clear.

Except for Lu Xiaofeng and a few others, the rest of the masters who watched the battle frowned unconsciously.

"Your Excellency!"

Ji Feng stepped forward quickly, came to Zhao Yu's side and waited for his fist.

"Lead all the horses in the headquarters of the superintendent and exit the Fengtian Temple immediately!!"

Zhao Yu glanced at the two people in the Fengtian Palace, who were still not moving, and said coldly to Ji Feng.

"Obey!"

Ji Feng turned around and immediately withdrew from the Fengtian Hall with the men and horses of the prison headquarters.

"Looks like I guessed wrong......"

Just after everyone withdrew from the Fengtian Palace, Lu Xiaofeng on his side stared at Zhao Yu and said softly.

"What?"

Zhao Yu was stunned, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of Lu Xiaofeng's words.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and didn't say anything.

When Zhao Yu captured and killed King Yun, Lu Xiaofeng just thought that this guy wanted to buy people's hearts, but after thinking about it, in order to buy the loyalty of a few wrestlers, he took a vassal king to open the knife?

Obviously, as long as the brain is not problematic, people will not make such a loss-making transaction.

Judging from Zhao Yu's actions today, it seems that things are really not as complicated as he imagined.

Just when the two of them were guessing dumb riddles with each other, the entire Fengtian Hall suddenly brightened strangely.

Zhao Yu looked up, and the two people who were not moving on the Fengtian Hall were cold all around him at this moment.

The sword qi on the two of them was like climbing a building, climbing the stairs and gradually climbing to the peak.

And at this moment, the white light condensed by the sword qi around the two of them had completely overshadowed the cold moon above the sky.

"Two Months and One Day......"

Looking at the two swordsmen in the Fengtian Palace, the white mang's sword qi overshadowed the bright moon, Zhao Yu finally understood the meaning of these four words.

Brush!

Ximen Fuxue took the lead in handing out a sword.

The strange thing is that the terrifying sword light around the body dissipated in an instant after Ximen Fuxue handed the long sword.

And at this moment, the sword handed out by the sword god is like a child who has just entered the sword path to practice swords, full of flaws!

The masters who watched the battle were unconsciously stunned when they saw the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow.

In their opinion, such a flawed sword move, let alone Ye Gucheng, even a mediocre swordsman who has a little comprehension of swordsmanship can raise his hand to break the move.

And in the same way, Yan Shisan, who had been holding a sword in his arms and closing his eyes since he entered the Fengtian Temple, opened his eyes in an instant at this moment and stared at the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow.

Xie Xiaofeng, who was beside him, also had a look of amazement on his face.

Obviously, this sword is not as simple as it seems.

A sword was handed out, approaching Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was motionless, seeing that Ximen Fuxue's sword was about to pierce his throat.

The next moment, Ye Gucheng's figure disappeared strangely.

"Flying Immortals ...... Beyond the Sky"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the disappeared Ye Gucheng and whispered to himself.

Jianghu martial arts, has climbed to the top of the nine-story building and entered the product.

It's just that the gap between the masters of this product is also quite obvious.

It's like right now.

It stands to reason that those who can stand here and watch the battle are all first-class masters of martial arts, especially several of them, who are not famous in the rivers and lakes.

But after Ye Gucheng disappeared, they couldn't even catch a trace.

On the other hand, the sword in Yan Shisan's arms let out a low trembling sound.

At the same time, Xie Xiaofeng's eyes were no longer cloudy, but reflected a light that was no less than the previous two moons and the same day.

That's the gap......

Ximen Fuxue, who had a sword that missed, did not withdraw his sword and returned, but instead folded his sword and pointed it to the sky, stepping step by step into the void and climbing the stairs.

Thundered!!

The moon and stars were bright in the sky, and suddenly there was a muffled thunder.

Just when most people didn't know why, Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, Lu Xiaofeng and others retreated one after another.

The next moment, above the dome, there was a little cold.

Just like when the snow blows at the West Gate, this cold light goes straight to the West Gate blowing snow and falls down the steps of the void!

As the cold light fell, a terrifying aura instantly pressed to the ground.

Sou! Sou! Sou!!

Without waiting for everyone to react, except for Lu Xiaofeng and a few people who retreated early, the people watching the battle were instantly strangled by the sudden sword qi!

Immortals fight, mortals suffer......

The duel of a top swordsman like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue is an extremely dangerous thing to watch from the sidelines.

The blade of the sword was as fast as lightning, and although it strangled most of the masters who watched the battle, there was no trace of blood around the dead body.

Their swords have reached a point that is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

"Damn ......"

Zhao Yu looked at his armor, which had become rags, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched.

Just now he was among those who did not retreat, but the difference was that those who were already dead could not die anymore.

And he was just shredded by the fierce sword qi on his body.

Looking at Zhao Yu, who was scolding and turning around, Lu Xiaofeng and the others all subconsciously glanced at each other.

Even the sword of the White Cloud City Lord can't hurt this guy in the slightest?

Whether it was Yan Shisan or Xie Xiaofeng, they all understood that if they didn't withdraw just now, they wouldn't be in a different place, but it was impossible to be as unharmed as the person in front of them!

At this moment, the cold light fell, and finally collided with Ximen Fuxue, who was holding the sword, and the two figures disappeared into the night at the same time.

But the sword qi that filled the sky not only did not dissipate, but became more and more powerful.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou retreated again and again, and their bodies were about to withdraw from the scope of Fengtian Palace.

But Xie Xiaofeng did not retreat but advanced at this time, and approached the Fengtian Hall step by step. The sword qi on his side is horizontal.

Yan Thirteen held the sword in his arms and followed closely.

As for Zhao Yu......

This guy really regards this feng shui treasure as his own kang head!!