Fengtian Hall is the palace with the highest regulation and the largest volume in the Forbidden City.

As the palace where the main hall of the Asaga Hall was held, this palace has a special significance for the royal family.

At the beginning, Zhu Houzhao tried his best to disagree and chose this place as the battlefield for the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, but he was nagged by civilian officials.

Tonight, at the top of this hall, on the red brick roof, the West Gate, dressed in white, with a cold face, blowing snow, holding a sword in both hands, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

He had been waiting here for half an hour, but from beginning to end, Ye Gucheng did not appear.

Among the hundred knights watching the battle below, many of them had even begun to be a little impatient, feeling that their 50,000 taels of silver were spent in vain.

"Then Ye Gucheng shouldn't be afraid of death and dare not come, right?"

"Impossible, how can a person like the Sword Immortal who is the top in the world be afraid of fighting? He must have something delayed, maybe he is on his way to come now!"

"I hope, in order to watch the battle, I spent most of my net worth, if I can't fight, I don't know if Jinyiwei will refund it?"

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As for the discussion of the people watching the battle below, Simon Fuxue acted as if he did not hear it, his eyes were closed, and his body remained motionless, as if he would never leave this place until his opponent arrived.

Time passed little by little, until the full moon hung high in the air, and half of the night had passed, in the west of the palace, a figure dressed in white like snow, in the breeze and the bright moon, like a fairy, floated in.

He was Ye Gucheng, Lin Nuo and others, and finally agreed to his request to complete the decisive battle.

Like the catkins in the wind, Ye Gucheng's handsome figure crossed a beautiful arc in mid-air, and fell lightly on the other end of the Fengtian Palace, blowing snow from the West Gate, far away.

"You're here!" Ximen Fuxue suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body was full of fighting intent.

"I'm here!" Ye Gucheng's expression was still indifferent, and the whole person had no sorrow or joy, and it seemed that there was no expression that a mortal should have.

Both of them are as white as snow, both are the top masters in kendo, they are both the same cold and indifferent, and they are the same unsmiling.

This scene, sprinkled with the light of the full moon, gives people a beautiful feeling, and people can't help but want to freeze this picture in their minds.

If the rotten girls of later generations saw this scene, they would probably have shouted "together" and "together" excitedly.

Around the Fengtian Palace, tens of thousands of troops have already surrounded this place, in the military array, Zhu Houzhao is also full of excitement, like this kind of unprecedented decisive battle, in this life, I am afraid I can only see this once.

"Master Lin, who is stronger between the two of them?"

"Ye Gucheng!"

"Which of the two will survive the decisive battle?"

"Simon blows snow!"

Lin Nuo's answer did not hesitate at all, when Ye Gucheng asked to complete the decisive battle tonight, Lin Nuo already understood in his heart that the other party had the will to die and wanted to draw a successful end to his life in a beautiful and sacred decisive battle!

Between the questions and answers of the monarch and the ministers, in the Fengtian Palace, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng had already handed over.

The two lonely peerless swordsmen, like two meteors, collided together at this moment, bursting out with earth-shattering sparks.

The swords in the hands of the two are all rare swords in the world, and the swordsmanship of the two is fast to the extreme, indifferent to the extreme, and even more beautiful to the extreme.

The sword shadow in the sky can not only kill, but also bring people a visual enjoyment of beauty, as if the two are not fighting to the death, but to complete a sword art that is short, but enough to shine through the ages.

"Flying Immortals!"

After a short trial of fighting, the two finally started the real killing move, winning and losing between one move, and similarly, life and death!

I have to say that the flying immortals outside the sky are really a swordsmanship that perfectly integrates speed, strength and even spirit, which is not only lethal and terrifying, but also brings people a beautiful visual experience that they don't even want to resist.

Like Changhong, like thunder, the sword that was brilliant to the extreme and terrifying to the extreme, in the amazed eyes of the people around, and in an instant, it attacked and killed in front of Ximen Fuxue.

On Ximen Chuixue's cold face, a serious color appeared for the first time, and in the face of the most terrifying swordsmanship in the world, he raised his swordsmanship to the extreme, facing the thunderous blow, and in an instant, he stabbed out more than a dozen swords in a row.

"Keng!" "Keng!" "Keng!"

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The sound of the swords colliding with each other kept coming, and Lin Nuo quietly watched the picture of the firelight bursting out.

Ximen Blowing Snow's strength is very strong, but in Lin Nuo's opinion, the strength of the more than a dozen swords stabbed by the other party in an instant should be similar to his own Kanglong regretful blow.

With this level of strength, it was simply impossible to completely block Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals.

Ximen Chuixue has not cultivated top-level body refining exercises such as the Yijin Sutra, and the majestic power of the follow-up of the Flying Immortals outside the sky can completely destroy his internal organs in an instant!

However, just when most of the people watching the battle felt that Ximen Blowing Snow was about to be defeated, Ximen Blowing Snow was not blown away as everyone expected, and even while resisting the Flying Immortals outside the sky, he still had the strength to stab forward again.

"Poof!"

A sword pierced through his chest, and the black divine sword did not have any accidents, piercing Ye Gucheng's entire chest.

"Why?" Simon Fuxue's expression was complicated, and his face was full of questions.

In the life-and-death blow just now, Ximen Chuixue clearly felt that the power of the long sword in Ye Gucheng's hand was suddenly withdrawn, which gave him the opportunity to fight back.

"On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, the sword god punishes the sword immortal......" Ye Gucheng slowly closed his eyes with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm too lonely, and this loneliness of sticking to the way of the sword in the future...... It's up to you to bear it!"

A trace of indescribable helplessness and sadness flashed in Simon Blowing Snow's eyes, in this world, there is one less person worthy of him drawing his sword.

Drawing out the long sword, he hid the quaint black divine sword, and then picked up Ye Gucheng's corpse.

The sword is cold, and the bones are even colder.

Holding Ye Gucheng's corpse, Ximen Fuxue showed a sad face, and walked towards the outside of the Forbidden City step by step.

As for the tens of thousands of forbidden troops around, he didn't look at it from beginning to end.

"Your Majesty, do you want to leave this person behind?" beside Zhu Houzhao, Father-in-law Chu Fang asked in a low voice.

As a top master, Father-in-law Chu Fang knew in his heart that after today, Ximen Blowing Snow's kendo strength would definitely improve again, and maybe it wouldn't be long before there would be another Ye Gucheng-like figure in this world.

Zhu Houzhao first glanced at Lin Nuo, and then shook his head, "The decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City was agreed to by me, and I can't make a decision that will make the world laugh!"

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