Lu Xiaofeng pointed out that Ye Gucheng not only has high martial arts, but also has great power, and they have no other way than to challenge them in a dignified manner.

They didn't know if they listened to Lu Xiaofeng's words, but Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts were much higher than them, and they saw it. Now that he wants to find Ye Gucheng for revenge, he doesn't need Ye Gucheng to make a move, and he has no chance of winning, so he can only leave stupidly.

Gongsun Lan asked, "How did you get this news?"

Ye Gucheng said, "I made a mistake."

"Mistaken?"

Gongsun Lan didn't believe it, she had known Ye Gucheng for ten years, everything was in her chest, how could she be convincing if she made such a superficial mistake in such a small matter.

Ye Gucheng said: "Lu Xiaofeng is a friend of Ximen Blowing Snow, and he knows best whether Ximen Blowing Snow is married or not."

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Ximen Chuixue really didn't marry, at least not when I sent him a letter."

Ye Gucheng said: "It's even more impossible for him to marry me after the war, so it's really my mistake."

Gongsun Lan really didn't understand how Ye Gucheng could have this oolong.

Lu Xiaofeng was also puzzled, and said, "How could the city lord make such a mistake?"

In Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, it is okay to say that Ximen Fuxue is a swordsman, a master, or a rich man, and it is barely enough to say that he is a friend, but to say that he is a husband, he is really not worthy of these lively and lovely women.

Gongsun Lan said: "Sanying and Sixiu can find here, but I'm afraid that this place can't be quiet, so let's change places."

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said, "They don't know the height of the sky, and others may not dare to come to disturb me. There are not a few days, no need to change."

Ye Gucheng didn't ask for any news from the outside, and quietly waited for the arrival of August 15.

The Forbidden City had become a mess, and there were only six people with color-changing ribbons to enter, but now there were several more ribbons of the same kind. The Ouchi masters were played around, and they all had to be guarded by the Taihe Palace.

On the roof of the Taihe Palace, two peerless swordsmen stood proudly. The surroundings are full of people, there are famous knights all over the world, there are mysterious people who don't want to show their faces, and more are the big inner guards in brocade clothes.

Ye Gucheng said: "I learned swords as a young man, and it has been thirty years now, although there are many masters in the world, but you are the only swordsman who can be called an opponent."

Simon Blowing Snow said, "I learned swords at the age of seven, and I have been successful in seven years, and I have not been defeated so far. Thanks to the love of the city lord, it is an honor for Simon to blow the snow."

Ximen Blowing Snow's record is not brilliant, but Dugu Yihe in this life died in the hands of Ye Gucheng, and since then, Ye Gucheng has been faintly the number one master in the world, because the records of other masters are not as convincing as Ye Gucheng. As for the fact that the Mudao people are willing to bow to the wind, they are not known.

Ximen Fuxue raised the sword in his hand and said, "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."

Simon blows the 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, with broken hair, a sword blade of three feet and three feet, and a net weight of six catties and four taels."

Simon blows the snow and says, "Good sword."

Ye Gucheng said, "It's a good sword."

These two peerless swordsmen are far away from each other, and although they haven't made a move yet, the pressure has already overwhelmed the surrounding audience. Suddenly, a dragon groaned, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the two of them drew their swords at the same time. ….

Before the blade could make contact, dozens of changes had already occurred. The people move unfast, and the sword moves is not as powerful as imagined, but the subtlety of the changes is not perceptible to non-top swordsmen, and it is even more difficult to understand if they are not immersive.

This was not a wonderful duel, and there were countless first-class swordsmen watching the battle, but they were all dumbfounded. What they want to see is not exciting, and this casual change is even more eye-opening. If any of the others were fighting against Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, they were already in a different place at this time.

Contemporary swordsmen, really only Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow can be called peerless double pride, but the top position is too crowded, and there will only be one left after today.

Both Shengyu and He Shengliang, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow survived in the same era, which is the time

The fortunate thing of the generation is the sorrow of the times.

Simon Blowing Snow's sword is cool and ruthless, and there is no other fast sword in the world. But compared with Ye Gucheng, it lacks a little agility. The sword in Ye Gucheng's hand seemed to have a trace of vitality, and with his flying figure, it bloomed with its own brilliance.

In the middle of the original book, Ye Gucheng was even more cold-blooded, and Ximen Chuixue already became popular, and even deliberately postponed the duel for a month because his wife was pregnant. And now on the contrary, Ye Gucheng is more like a person, and Ximen Blowing Snow is still a ruthless sword. Ruthlessness may not be true heroic, and the ruthless sword may not be the highest level of the sword.

Swordsmen like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow don't need to fight for thousands of rounds, and the sharpness of swordsmen lies in advancing and retreating.

Ximen Blowing Snow did not hide himself in the slightest, and Ye Gucheng quickly understood Ximen Blowing Snow's cultivation.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the full moon seems to be hanging under the eaves of the Taihe Palace, and the pale moonlight reflects the pale sword and the pale hand holding the sword.

This is the first time that Ye Gucheng has used the "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" in front of everyone, and it is also the most perfect one.

People are outside the sky, and the sword is like a flying immortal, and they are indomitable. After this sword, the victory and defeat have been divided.

As soon as this sword is out, the ending is already doomed, and no one can change it.

Ye Gucheng rose into the sky, like a wind, and his spotless white clothes were also reflected in the pale moonlight.

The onlookers were all shocked, even those well-informed martial arts celebrities could not help but admire this sword, there are still such swordsmanship in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng also asked himself, if Ye Gucheng used this sword on himself in Pingnan Wangfu at that time, would he still be able to catch it with his spiritual rhino finger?

The sword light swept through Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes, and Ximen Blowing Snow's heart was cold, but he didn't tremble and closed his eyes slightly.

I don't regret being able to die under Ye Gucheng's sword.

Between the lightning and flint, just as Ye Gucheng's sword was about to pierce Ximen Blowing Snow's throat, the tip of the sword deviated slightly, piercing Ximen Blowing Snow's right shoulder.

The polar movement turned into extreme quiet, the duel ended, Ximen Fuxue was defeated, and Ye Gucheng won again and became a real victorious general.

Lu Xiaofeng flew towards Ximen to blow the snow, and the West Gate only had this one friend.

Ye Gucheng, no friends.

Ximen Chuixue's face was pale, but he was still expressionless, more like a zombie face at this time.

Ye Gucheng's subordinates showed mercy, but Ximen Fuxue was not grateful. Although this sword was injured in the shoulder, the sword qi had completely destroyed the meridians of the right arm, and this hand was useless, and he could no longer hold the sword. ….

Ye Gucheng's face was also extremely calm, and instead of joy, he was a little more relaxed.

Ye Gucheng glanced around, but his indifferent gaze was awe-inspiring, and even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but look sideways.

Ye Gucheng didn't say a word to Ximen Blowing Snow, at this time, it was redundant to comfort or encourage, and Ye Gucheng didn't have this idea at all, and Ximen Blowing Snow didn't need it.

At this moment, a group of people came in the distance, dressed in the official uniforms of the Ouchi guards, but unlike the other guards, this group of guards were all masked, did not show the lineup, and walked calmly, all of them were top masters, looking at their bearing, even the first master of Ouchi, Xiaoxiang swordsman Wei Ziyun, was inferior.

This group of masked guards surrounded a young man, the robe was bright yellow, the leader was blue and gold, embroidered gold and nine dragons, twelve chapters, with five-colored clouds in between, the front and back of the collar were dragons, the left and right sides and the placket were each dragons, and the oil was upright dragons.

Wei Ziyun led all the guards to their knees and shouted "Long live".

The person who came was none other than His Majesty the Emperor.

When Wei Ziyun bowed down, he was still suspicious in his heart that the guards around the emperor had never seen any of them.

Ye Gucheng glanced at the young emperor from a distance, there was an unconcealable excitement on his face, and he was holding a medicine bottle in his hand.

Ye Gucheng knew that the prince had succeeded. The medicine bottle in his hand is the "corpse powder" he gave him, and a drop of blood can turn the corpse into a pool of blood, which is a peerless product for destroying corpses.

The real emperor is gone

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Ye Gucheng didn't wait for the emperor to ask, he turned around and flew up, like a full moon flying in mid-air, his white clothes fluttering, really like a flying immortal.

The emperor stretched out his hand, wanting to summon Ye Gucheng, but paused.

Ye Gucheng has already made it clear that the day he succeeds is the end of his master-apprentice relationship.

This conspiracy was handled by Ye Gucheng, but he successfully retreated, unwilling to enjoy the fruits of victory.

In fact, in Ye Gucheng's eyes, all this victory is really not as good as a battle with Ximen Blowing Snow.

Ye Gucheng's departure was very rude, it could be said that he despised the king, but if the emperor didn't say anything, it would be difficult for others to say much.

The emperor looked at Ye Gucheng's back, shook the medicine bottle in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Get up and go back to the palace."

Ye Gucheng did not return to the Pingnan Palace, and he didn't want to teach the substitute of the prince anymore, so he returned directly to Feixian Island. In today's martial arts, no one dares to compete in Ye Gucheng.

Lu Xiaofeng came to Feixian Island to meet Ye Gucheng, and was surprised to find that Ye Gucheng put down the sword in his hand, and he didn't have the edge he once had, and the whole person looked peaceful and ordinary.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "Ximen Chuixue had to put down the sword in his hand, and it seems that the city lord also seems to have put down the sword in his hand."

Ye Gucheng held the kettle in his hand to water the flowers and asked, "Isn't this good?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Of course the city lord is good, but the West Gate is not good at blowing snow. Thou hast stripped his right hand, and thou hast made it impossible for him to hold a sword, which is worse than killing him."

Ye Gucheng asked, "You want me to kill him?"

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, of course he didn't think so.

Ye Gucheng said: "Without a right hand, life is better than death, shouldn't all the people who have no hands and feet on the street commit suicide?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "That's Ximen blowing snow!"

Ye Gucheng said, "What about the snow blowing at the West Gate? The mud can't hold up the wall, and it's the same name. He can't live, he's not as good as the beggars."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, Ye Gucheng's words were not unreasonable.

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