The same peerless swordsman has also had a famous decisive battle that has been passed down through the ages. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe only difference is that Ye Gucheng lost to himself. And due to the existence of the dream world, these two people who were originally unrelated collided together, and a battle was about to take place.

Gu Chuanxia had already finished watching the battle between Chasing Life and Wang Yueyuan, and entered the duel space between Ye Gucheng and Lang Chuyun, watching them duel with full attention.

In order to make this duel more exciting, in order to allow the two to exert their strength to the extreme, Gu Chuanxia even used his rights to change the random battle space of the two, and set their battle space on a lonely cliff, with thousands of white clouds and a lonely city. And under the lonely cliff is the waves of ten thousand pours, constantly beating the lonely cliff that is as stable as the mainstay, and the air is filled with rich water vapor, and it may rain at any time.

And Ye Gucheng and Lang Chuyun stood on the top of the lonely cliff in the highest two places in the lonely city, standing opposite each other.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. Dugu's quest for defeat divides the realm of swordsmanship, and no trick is better than a move. But this point didn't seem to be suitable for Ye Gucheng, he created an absolute sword technique, and the flying immortals outside the sky came out with a sword, and ten thousand swords surrendered. This is a swordsmanship that belongs to him alone, even if Ye Guhong once got a scale and a half of his swordsmanship, it is still 108,000 miles away from Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship realm.

At that time, the bright moon was there, and it was back from the clouds. Relatively speaking, the waves are a model of swordsmanship without swordsmanship. His rain-covered sword was learned in the eight-hundred-mile cave court, the tide rises and falls, the morning frost and evening dew are all his masters, and the core of this sword is his unparalleled love. If there is no such situation, there is no such sword. Therefore, the rain sword is also a swordsmanship that belongs to the waves and clouds, and it is easy for others to get its shape, and it is rare to get its god.

Like the ancient legends, there are also many people who pay attention to this battle. Whether it is Ye Gucheng or Lang Chuyun, they are all great names in their respective worlds, and their legends are enough to make people praise for thousands of years.

It's just that they don't have the convenience of ancient legends, they can watch the battle at close range, they can only watch the battle on the viewing platform, and after choosing this duel, they can watch it through the light curtain.

However, this is actually a kind of protection for them, after all, whether it is Ye Gucheng or Lang Chuyun, the sword intent is too strong, and if you stand too close, it is easy to be affected by them.

"You know the sword very well. Ye Gucheng looked at the waves and clouds, and did not make a move, but said in an indifferent tone.

"Naturally, I understand a little bit. Lang Chuyun's eyes were blazing, and the rain sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, this sword was originally made by Fan Tie, but it was washed by his sword intent day and night, and it had already become a divine sword of the world, even in this dream world, it was still accompanied.

"You're a lot like an opponent I know, and you're both honest with swords. "People who know Ye Gucheng know that he rarely says so many things at one time, because ordinary people are not qualified to let him say so much.

Lang Chuyun stroked the rain sword in his hand and said: "Only the extreme is love, so the extreme love is the sword." ”

Ye Gucheng suddenly smiled: "I was wrong, you are different from him! I'd really like to see you guys compete with each other. ”

Lang Chuanyun said confidently: "If I defeat you, I will naturally meet him." ”

Ye Gucheng had more smiles on his face, but he stopped talking.

The next moment, he drew his sword and swung his sword, and the clouds and clouds were all between his sword.

His swordsmanship is noble and unblemished, and when Ye Gucheng no longer has that trace of mundane ties in his heart, his swordsmanship becomes truly perfect.

Before seeing Ye Gucheng swing his sword, no one could imagine what a perfect sword would look like. But after seeing him swing the sword, they all understood that the perfect sword was the sword in front of him, just like the white clouds in the sky, leisurely swimming in the mountains and hills, flawless, unbounded.

This is a sword technique that does not belong to the mortal world.

Gu Chuanxia has seen Li Bai's sword, Li Bai's sword is also beautiful, but it is not perfect, because Li Bai himself is not a perfect person, he never hides his flaws, and it is these flaws that make him the romance in the sword and the poem. And Ye Gucheng's sword and man are perfect at the moment, and you can't pick out a trace of dissatisfaction from him and his swordsmanship.

This kind of swordsmanship is worthy of everyone's yearning, and swordsmen who see this swordsmanship will chase it frantically. And those martial artists who didn't know swordsmanship were also infected, and began to yearn for swordsmanship, thinking about whether to start trying to practice swordsmanship.

On the viewing platform, Ximen Fuxue stood with his sword in his hand, as lonely and proud as Ye Gucheng, watching Ye Gucheng swing that perfect sword, he seemed to feel that it was himself who swung the sword at this moment.

After that night's battle, they had already become one, and the kendoways fused to give birth to the charm of the sword.

was also infected by this sword, and suddenly the sword intent rushed to the night, eager to rush in instead of the waves, and there were many people who fought with Ye Gucheng, such as Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, Fu Cailin, and so on.

There were also people whose faces were white, and they suddenly lost the courage to use their swords.

Under the shroud of this brilliant and perfect sword, the waves and clouds looked at the sword in his hand gently, and then the rain sword came out of its sheath and swung the sword.

The torrential rain came suddenly, and the white clouds were scattered by the torrential rain.

The perfect sword was cut off halfway, but no one felt sorry, because people instantly saw another possibility of swordsmanship.

The rain-covered sword turned into a cold light, and the light suddenly exploded, turning into a day's light and rain, forming a little flickering mang-point, as if it wanted to shoot away in all directions, the figure of the waves and clouds disappeared in the cold mang, and the cold mangs of the rain-covered sword skyrocketed, and at the speed of thunder and lightning, it came towards Ye Gucheng ****.

This kind of turbulent swordsmanship is like the emotions that people bury under their calm faces, how deep the love is, how deep the depression is, how turbulent the moment of the outbreak will be, like a storm enveloping and destroying everything.

Ye Gucheng let people see the perfect sword. And the waves and clouds show the perfect love.

The sword light collided in a fine way.

In the eyes of many people, it is the conflict between clouds and rain, like a flower blooming between clouds and rain in the high heavens.

But only those who really know how can see that the swords of the two are colliding frantically at an incomparably precise but extremely high frequency. Almost every breath, their blades collided thousands of times, and the blooming sword light carved beautiful flowers in the air.

Surrounded by countless sword lights, the lonely city above the lonely peak seemed to remain intact and not hurt in the slightest. As the master of the dream world, Gu Chuanxia could feel that not only the lonely city, but even the lonely peak itself had already been cut into pieces by the sword qi. The reason why they are still in their original state is because of the battle between Lang Chuyun and Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship, they have entered a state of see-saw, and they are not weak to each other.

If there is an extra brainless wind at this time, then the entire lonely peak and the lonely city will be like a mirage, blown away in the wind and disappear without a trace.

(To be continued.) )