The sword god descends

In the blink of an eye, time flies, and just a few days have passed in a hurry, and finally it has reached the 15th day of September when the moon is full.

At this moment, it is already night, the moon is white and the wind is clear, and the silver light of the bright moon is scattered all over the capital, so that all the objects are covered with silver and cold light, it is a good night.

In the courtyard, the four of them packed up and got ready to go. Xie Xiaofeng turned around and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, are you all ready?" ”

All four nodded their heads. Xie Xiaofeng's eyes froze, and he said slowly, "Okay, then let's go!" ”

……

The heavy prison is known as the most difficult prison in the world to escape, and it is heavily guarded. Because it was built deep underground, it took three years to complete.

At this moment, in a cell surrounded by dark iron on all sides, there was a person sitting on the ground, it was that Chu Xiangshuai.

Suddenly, the cell was slowly opened, Qi Yuansi walked in and looked at Chu Xiangshuai who was sitting on the ground, and smiled slightly, "Two sword gods, the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, such a grand event, how can there be no Xiangshuai." ”

Chu Xiangshuai opened his eyes when he heard this, slowly got up, and shook his fist at Qi Yuansi, "Thank you." ”

Qi Yuansi waved his hand slightly and said with a smile, "If you want to go, leave quickly, don't ask me to change my mind." ”

Chu Xiangshuai did not hesitate to open his legs and strode out, and suddenly shouted, "Please drink tomorrow, drink flower wine." ”

Qi Yuansi smiled and said to himself, "Okay, I'll wait." ”

……

In the entire imperial city, the wind and clouds are gathering at this moment, and the city is full of slaughter, as if the wind and rain are coming.

The Forbidden City, in the eyes of the people, is sacred, noble, inviolable, and the territory under the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Without the permission of the Son of Heaven, who would dare to enter this Forbidden City?

The Forbidden City represents the world, the pinnacle of power, and the highest concentration of power.

Tonight, the two kendo masters will stage an epic battle against the top of the Forbidden City.

At this moment, outside the Forbidden City, there are many people, all of whom are martial arts masters, and there are no less than 40 people.

However, surprisingly, the Forbidden City is very quiet, and on weekdays, whoever dares to step into the Forbidden City will be killed.

At this time, not only did no forbidden army come to disperse, but there was no one to guard the imperial gate of the Forbidden City.

Food for thought.

It's like it's done on purpose.

Xie Xiaofeng and the others, hiding in the shadows, seeing this scene, Xie Xiaofeng thought about it carefully and thought of a conclusion.

I'm afraid that the emperor and the Marquis have reached some kind of agreement!

With the duel of the two sword gods, countless top martial arts masters were concentrated, if these people were wiped out, then this, the White Lotus Sect's expansion plan, I am afraid that there will be many fewer twists and turns, and there will be many fewer stumbling blocks.

This is the conspiracy of the Marquis of Xiaoyao.

Oh my God, he's going to kill all the martial arts people here!

And the reason why the emperor acquiesced was for only one reason, the chivalrous use of martial arts to prohibit chaos, for the sake of his long-term peaceful security, there is no harm in having a group of martial arts masters.

After figuring these things out, Xie Xiaofeng let out a long sigh.

Su Ying's eyes flickered, "I don't know where these two sword gods are dueling in this Forbidden City." ”

Xie Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Wait a while, you'll know." ”

Suddenly, from behind many martial arts masters, a white shadow swept through the dark night sky, seeing that this figure was like flying, and flew straight up to the city wall.

Immediately, many people sneered with disdain.

It must be known that the wall of the imperial palace is as high as five zhang, and in this world today, who can jump down and climb this city wall?

They had been waiting for him for a long time, and when they were halfway there, they were unable to follow him up and fell to the ground.

Shen Yifei's face changed suddenly, "He ......"

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes froze, "It should be him." ”

Su Ying also reacted, her beautiful eyes were rippling, and she was a little curious about that person.

Hu Huazi, the second monk, was puzzled, "Who is he?" ”

Shen Yifei breathed slightly, and said in a very heavy tone, "Ximen blows snow." ”

The white shadow, extremely elegant, jumped to the top of the city wall, and halfway, it really seemed to be weak, crumbling, suddenly, a cold light suddenly rose, and then, his figure suddenly jumped upward, and then, standing firmly on the city wall.

Suddenly, a martial arts master below, his eyes fell to the ground.

Is that okay?

It turned out that when the man jumped halfway, he drew his long sword, slashed downward, and with the strength of the return, his body suddenly came together, as if he had regained his vitality, and he climbed to the top of this daunting city wall.

In this way, they climbed the city wall.

In fact, it is simple to say, but when it is really put into action, it needs to be supported by strong internal force, otherwise it will not be able to achieve it if you have this intention.

At this moment, the full moon has reached the middle of the sky, and the cold light is pouring down, falling on the person's body, like a brilliant silver shirt, full of mystery.

The man's clothes were fluttering, revealing a sense of cold from a high place.

Among the martial arts people, one of them shouted, "He is Ximen blowing snow." ”

Simon blowing snow?

Suddenly, a group of martial arts people were shocked and broke out into heated debates.

You must know that everyone knows about Ximen blowing snow, and no one knows it.

Xie Xiaofeng said with a smile, "Ximen blowing snow, it's really chic." ”

Su Ying covered her mouth and smiled, "You're not bad." ”

Xie Xiaofeng smiled slightly, "It's far away, Ximen blows snow, but it's a high mountain in the way of the sword." ”

Suddenly, another white shadow swept through the sky, and also used the method of blowing snow at the west gate to climb the city wall and oppose it.

"Ye Gucheng!"

Among the many masters, some people called out this person's name.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes froze, and he said, "The duel is about to begin." ”

It's not just a duel between the two sword gods, it's a duel between him and the Marquis of Xiaoyao!

On the city wall, the two confronted each other.

Simon was wearing a white coat, as white as snow, his expression was very calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

Ye Gucheng was also dressed in white, and his face was also very white, neither pale nor miserable, but a kind of white jade-like crystal white.

The two figures are carved out of a mold.

But at this moment, they want to live and die.

Ximen Fuxue said calmly, "This battle is inevitable. ”

Ye Gucheng looked at Ximen Fuxue and nodded, "Yes." ”

Ximen Blowing Snow Road, "Once you do it, only one person can live." ”

Ye Gucheng said, "It should be like this." ”

Ximen Fuxue said calmly, "Tonight is an auspicious day, suitable for the dead. ”

Ye Gucheng said, "Yes." ”

Ximen Blowing Snow's body was full of sword energy, and the fierce momentum of the Dao Dao erupted, "Let's do it." ”

Seeing this, Ye Gucheng also burst out with the same fierce momentum, "It should have been like this a long time ago." ”

The two no longer spoke, and the momentum of the two sides was squeezing and colliding. Keep an eye on each other, trying to see each other's flaws.

Suddenly, sword qi rushed out into the sky.

The two swords were unsheathed.

These are two immortal swords.

Ximen Fuxue has been learning swords since childhood, swordsmanship is proud of the rivers and lakes, unparalleled in the world, the sword body is as black as ink, and the eyes seem to be sucked in.