The man in white missed the blow, withdrew his sword and retreated.

The king of Shuntian flew three feet and hung upside down on the golden dragon dome of the main hall. The hair was scattered like snakes.

King Shuncheon was restored to his original form at the same time.

King Poseidon.

The one-man king of the sea god in the world.

There was a domineering look in his eyes. He confronted the Dream Princess, and others.

The fog in the Golden Temple was thicker, fluttering, and hazy.

I don't know where the fog came from.

After all, it is the king of the sea, and the princess of dreams and others dare not act rashly.

Poseidon King Road.

"Good. ”

Princess Dream laughed. "Your plan is also very good, who in the world can resist the alliance of the man in white and the king of the sea god"

King Poseidon said, "Not bad. ”

"But you can't imagine that since you can buy the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, I can also change the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs!"

King Poseidon also said, "Not bad"

Xunmeng said, "You can't even imagine that you can buy him, and I can do the same!"

"Yes, you're right. ”

"So... Now..."

The Seagod King already had a killing intent in his eyes. "So you think I'm defeated?"

"Do you still have a chance?"

"Of course. ”

"Oh?"

King Poseidon said word by word. "You might resist if I make a move?"

Princess Dream said, "Even if I join forces with him, I can't even catch ten moves."

The Seagod King laughed wildly and said, "Princess Dream Seeker, you know that the world can't stop me from joining forces with him!"

If the Poseidon King makes a move, what is his fate!

I opened my mouth and the king of the sea god shot!

The figure of the Seagod King fell.

He just waved his palm!

The air was filled with slaughter in an instant!

Invisible palm qi! Invisible sword qi!

There is no sword in the palm, but there is sword energy in the palm!

The sword qi shook and surged everywhere!

The princess of dreams' robes swell!

A group of people in the palace are fighting with their swords and shooting together!

A thousand swords and a thousand shadows.

The Poseidon King just waved his palm lightly!

The sound of invisible sword qi cracking in the air!

The invisible sword qi has become ten million swords!

More than a dozen people retreated with swords. Forced back by the sword qi!

At this time, the smell of lacquered blood of the Golden Palace Dragon Pillar was permeating!

The smell of lacquered blood came strangely.

There was another crow of crows.

Princess Dream smiled.

The smile disappeared into the gloom!

The Golden Temple was completely dark in an instant!

After the Golden Temple was completely dark. Princess Dream and the others are gone.

The palace hall was as silent as death, as dark as death.

The Poseidon King was trapped in darkness, and he knew that Dream had set a trap here.

King Poseidon urges qi with his palm.

The sword is about to be angry. Suddenly I smelled a puff of paper ash!

There was a resurgence and a piece of paper money was burned.

As soon as the paper money is lit white, the paper light is extinguished.

King Poseidon finally knew what the smell of bloody lacquer was.

It's a coffin.

The coffin was bloody. There are two floors on all sides. It's like an encirclement enveloping him.

King Poseidon's eyes flashed. And it was completely dark.

Inside the coffin is the mechanism for dreaming against yourself.

No one in the world can resist their own shots. If it's in the coffin, it's against yourself.

There was no living person in the coffin!

In the darkness, the Seagod King thought of Gu magic!

Is it the tanuki? or the walking corpse?

King Poseidon was thinking.

He was not allowed to think about it for a moment. Suddenly, the golden temple lit up again. But it has changed.

In the beating gaze of the Seagod King, the Golden Temple no longer resembles the Golden Palace. It's a shroud shop entirely.

Each coffin was nailed, the coffin had no lid, and the top was arranged with wreaths made of seven or eight colors of bright paper.

Four or five pairs of turquoise light on the wreath.

It's the eyes of a tanuki.

The black tanuki's turquoise eyes are glowing, lying on the wreath on the coffin!

The tanuki bowed.

The crow crowed again. King Poseidon's eyelids suddenly didn't jump!

The coffin suddenly stood up!

I saw that the coffin was covered with thick powder on white flour and lips with cinnabar. The octagonal hat, green robe, soap robe, closed eyes, and lay straight down, and he was a dead man!

The tanuki whimpered and fell on it!

The Poseidon King was the first person in the world, and he could see it more clearly from afar: the tanuki was actually blowing into the mouth of a dead man!

Tanuki are fond of fighting and illusions.

The walking corpse pounces and is durable.

It seems that the dream princess uses all two in order to deal with herself!

He knew that Dream Xun and the others could disappear in the Golden Palace, and they must have installed a mechanism. He could have gone looking for the mechanism.

However, some people can die, but they can't escape or leave, and King Poseidon is this kind of person. Perhaps this is his most important decisive battle, he can't escape, he can't go, victory is the respect of the ninety-five, defeat is death.

The Seagod King knew Gu Technique very well, and he knew how to deal with Gu Technique, and he also took the initiative later.

The Poseidon King is the Poseidon King after all. He urged the palm to condense the sword qi!

Preemptive!

Flip your palm. Sword Qi is all over the place! Hit a coffin!

Bang.

The coffin is printed with a sword mark!

King Poseidon laughed to himself.

"Good"

It turned out that the coffin was a coffin made of gold and stone!

This shock, the lacquered blood in the coffin flowed out.

This shock, the walking corpse wants to move, and the smell of fish is released.

The Seagod King was ready to palm.

Meow.

Hearing the sound of the tanuki was like a frightened cat.

The tanuki looked at the Seagod King with a hideous face, bowing his feet, showing his claws, and his hair stood up, as if he wanted to pounce!

At this moment, the corpse suddenly opened its mouth and bit the tanuki! The corpse moved twice, and then swallowed it in one gulp, revealing Sensen's teeth, which bounced up like a spring!

At the beginning of May, Jinling City was on the ground.

The surging east goes to the river, towering golden and green high-rise buildings.

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, Jinling City Tower.

There seems to be no better and higher tower in the world.

The castle tower is more than ten zhang high. The eaves of the attic of the city are like hooks.

When. There is still an hour before Gao Yucheng and Murong Bai face off.

The sunlight hits the glazed blue tiles, shining dazzlingly.

Now it is the sword that shines brighter than the light.

The sword light is dazzling, the place of the competition, the two have not yet arrived, more than a dozen head swordsmen have been around in advance, their swords unsheathed, in order to prevent someone from disturbing the competition venue. They are also to get closer to see two peerless swordsmen face each other.

The land under the city was also defended by many soldiers.

After the defense, he was also a member of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Seventy-two Faction.

Hai Lingzi asked Ling Xiao.

"Master Ling Xiao, do you think who has a good chance of winning this battle?"

Ling Xiaozi exhaled softly.

sighed, "I don't know," he continued, and then analyzed, "Gao Yu became famous when he was young, and he was already known in the battle with Sheng Yuntian, the proud son of the sword of the White Shou Alliance, and then it was said that he was also the master of the Longyuan Sword and once entered the Sea King Island, and now six years have passed, and the depth of his swordsmanship is unknown."

Hai Lingzi smiled and said, "I heard that the battle between Gao Yucheng and Sheng Yuntian back then was just a plan, or maybe Sheng Yuntian deliberately lost to Gao Yucheng." ”

Ling Xiaozi shook his head and said, "Otherwise, I also witnessed the battle of Cuihua Pavilion in Xique Mountain back then, although the battle between the two was a plan, but I saw that the victory Yuntian shot without any reservations, especially the last move and a sword to seal the throat, it was a trick of life and death." ”

Hai Lingzi asked again.

"What about Murong Bai?"

Ling Xiaozi said.

"Jiangnan martial arts, Huqiu Murong, Murong Bai is a martial arts family born young and full of true heritage, at the age of thirteen, Dongdu in the Ryukyu country is full of samurai kendo in a foreign land invincible in other countries won the title of Lantai Gongzi, and once in Penglai Yingzhou to seek swordsmanship, the first thing he came back was to sit on the position of the leader of the Jiangnan Wulin Seventy-two Sect Martial Arts Alliance with the high swordsmanship... His swordsmanship is also unfathomable, and the two of them became famous at a young age, and they really can't judge which is better or worse. ”

One is as deep as the blue sea, and the other is as high as the blue sky.

The fate of the sword of two peerless swordsmen.

The sun is scorching.

It was nearly noon.

The people of the city are full.

Dragon Boat Festival blue sky.

The light is dazzling.

At this moment, a figure like a white cloud flew from the eaves under the blue sky and white clouds!

White as snow.

Flutter in the wind.

"Murong Alliance Master!"

The voices of the people in the city are also boiling.

"Gao Yucheng is here. ”

I saw a young girl holding a red sedan chair behind a flower basket with the fragrance of flower petals. Out of the sedan chair came a handsome and dashing man in white with silver hair.

Noon.

On the city of Jinling. Two people dressed in white like snow. Like the blue sea and the white clouds between the sky, people look up.

The two gradually approached.

Now the distance between the two is not far, they don't know each other, but at this moment they are life and death rivals.

Their expressions were cold. In cold blood.

Is it the ruthlessness of the sword or the human affection.

And the people saw their swords.

Murong Bai's sword, apricot yellow, sword spike, quaint scabbard,

Gao Yucheng's sisal gray cloth was wrapped.

At this time, the two of them stood on the high ridge of the eaves, and from a distance, the two of them seemed to be flying immortals from the world.

A heart-pounding battle.

The sword aura made people's hearts tremble.

Their men did not move, their swords still in their sheaths, as if they felt and buzzed.

The sun is shining.

"At this time, the Dragon Boat Festival is in the sun"

"At this time, Jinling City is on"

"Leave no stone unturned in this battle"

"This sword is merciless"

"Murong Bai"

"Yes"

"Gao Yucheng"

"Yes"

Their words have been spoken. They're ready to make a move!

Everyone seemed to see the swift and brilliant moves that the sword light could not match.

Everyone was moved, and the two of them shot!

The two swords did not strike. It's just a move.

Silence after a move. After a movement and a silence, the first move of the two of them had passed in everyone's eyes.

The first move, a simple move, they threw their swords, the swords flew into the air, the white shadows were staggered, and the palms were pushed back. The sword fell into their hands, and they returned to their original positions. The only thing that is missing is that Gao Yucheng's sword was originally wrapped in cloth, but when the sword fell back into his hand, the sackcloth had disappeared.

A simple move, a few simple steps.

But in just a few simple steps, more than a dozen head swordsmen saw the sweat on their backs.

Their every move is the ultimate pursuit of every swordsman master.

The two of them didn't shoot as fast as they could match.

It's that kind of nature. That kind of nature is like the wind, when the wind blows, you can feel it, but you can't stop the wind from rising, and you can't find the wind of the wind, just like when the rain falls on the ground, you can see it, but you can't stop the rain from falling and you can't find the starting point of the rain.

What if that's the case with swords?

They drew their swords. The sheath is lightly slanted out of the sheath, and the light of the sword blade meets the sun, and the posture is beautiful, just like a beautiful dancer!

Two swords, the edge of the sword is like water.

The sword makes a move and stabs out.

The first move of the sword. The tip of the sword tapped in the air.

It's slow, it's slow.

Like the growth of a flower.