"You killed my brother in the bamboo forest before, and now you kill my senior brother, you can't spare you!" one of the South Sea Sword Sect roared angrily.

"This is you looking for death, you can't blame me, come and kill as many as you want. Kou Hao said coldly, and the handsome sword in his hand was already shining with a brilliant sword light.

The black-clothed men of the three South China Sea Sword Sects swung three pitch-black and narrow serpentine swords, attacking them like three ferocious poisonous snakes.

At the same time, Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Daoren, Ye Xue and Ye Ling and others, as well as Xiaoxiang swordsman Wei Ziyun and other imperial guards, all fought fiercely against these more than thirty black-clothed masters.

Most of the people were confused, but they saw that these men in black were extremely fierce and murderous, so the others joined forces to deal with them.

The sonorous sound was endless, and at the top of the Forbidden City, there were so many fierce battles of masters, but there were no more spectators.

Suddenly, a puff of blood was poured on the crystal shining glazed tiles, and the blood stains looked very poignant under the bright moonlight.

The corpses of the men in black kept falling, and the people on Lu Xiaofeng's side also suffered some injuries.

"Lu Xiaofeng, go to the deep palace to rescue the driver! Kou Hao suddenly shouted.

"That's right, the hero sees something the same thing, and I just thought about it. Lu Xiaofeng immediately rushed to the south study without hesitation.

Wei Ziyun and Ding Ao and other imperial guards felt inexplicable, but for the sake of the emperor's safety, they left half of them to continue to deal with the man in black, and the others hurriedly followed Lu Xiaofeng.

After Ximen Fuxue killed a few men in black, he felt very bored, so he went to the south study.

"Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue, two peerless masters, went to the rescue. It's very secure. Next, let's deal with these men in black slowly. Kou Hao smiled lightly.

"I'm afraid they'll break up soon, and we'll have to chase after them. The wooden man sighed.

"If you don't work harder. We're going to be the poor guys who fled!" Sikong Xingxing smiled bitterly.

There were a dozen men in black left, and they were all outlaws. Seeing the tragic death of his own people, the general trend has gone, and he is still desperate frantically.

Fake Ye Gucheng stabbed at Kou Hao with a volley of swords, and its meaning was somewhat similar to Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals outside the sky.

"You are the guard next to Du Tongxuan, I didn't kill you in the bamboo forest that day, do you still want to continue to look for death?" Kou Hao said coldly and raised his sword to meet him.

Unexpectedly, the false leaf lonely city swirled in mid-air, stepped lightly on the glazed tile roof twice, and flew out seven zhang, and escaped far away after a few ups and downs.

"This man is running for his life. It stimulates the potential, and the light work is even more powerful than usual, which is a bit interesting. Kou Hao smiled lightly, too lazy to chase any further.

Seeing that the fake leaf Gucheng was about to completely escape from sight, a person suddenly jumped out from the other side of the roof, it was the Tang Sect disciple who was wearing a hat before.

Suddenly, a puff of pitch-black poisonous sand sprinkled down, and the outbreak of light power in False Leaf Lonely City had already stimulated its potential, and the follow-up was powerless, and it was impossible to dodge. Immediately, he was hit all over his face by this large canopy of pitch-black poisonous sand. A white robe was punched out with many small blood holes.

"Damn...... This is the Tang Sect Soul Chasing Sand!" False Leaf Gucheng screamed.

"That's right, evil has evil retribution, and I finally avenged my senior brothers. "The master of the Tang Sect took off the hat, and it was actually Tang Tianzong among the four masters of the Tang Sect.

"Your enemy is Ye Gucheng. And I'm just a stand-in for him. Fake Ye Gucheng hurriedly took off the human skin mask, but saw that his true face was full of pitholes and was quite ugly. His face was blue at the moment.

Tang Tianzong hurriedly poured a large bottle of antidote into his mouth and shouted, "Say it quickly." Where is Ye Gucheng?"

Fake Ye Gucheng vomited blood, and immediately stared and died.

Kou Hao sighed. said: "Hey, this person is actually a kendo master, but he was a stand-in for Ye Gucheng for the sake of profit, and now he is really unjustly dead." ”

"In the rivers and lakes, many people die unjustly every day, which is a helpless thing. The wooden road man looked at the bright moon road in the sky.

At the same time, in the south study, Ye Gucheng pointed his sword at the emperor and said coldly: "Your guards have all gone to see the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, who else can save you?"

"Fortunately, there are people around me who have never been interested in external objects. The emperor said very calmly.

As soon as the words fell, four gnomes leaped out of the dark compartment of the four pillars around them. The four of them are twin brothers, all less than three feet tall, and they all look the same and wear the same clothes.

Their swords were one foot and seven inches long, and three men used two swords, and one man used a single sword.

The seven swords flashed in the air, like a rain of stars in the sky, so bright that people's eyes couldn't open them.

These four people are the Yu brothers of Yunmen Mountain and Qixingtang, and their sword formations have been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time. Their swordsmanship was strange and their personalities were withdrawn, and few people knew that they were taken in Ouchi and served as the emperor's personal bodyguards.

"Chop!" the emperor ordered in a deep voice.

The seven swords flowed brightly, and the stars flickered, and immediately enveloped Ye Gucheng.

The dragon groaned, and a sword light flew obliquely, like a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow passing through the sky.

The sword light in the sky was staggered, and the sound of "ding, ding, ding......ding" sounded chaotically, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared.

The only thing left with light was a sword.

Ye Gucheng was holding a cold iron long sword, dressed in white like snow, his face was even paler, and he stared at the emperor coldly.

The swords of the Yu brothers were broken, and their men had fallen in a pool of blood.

"Although the swordsmanship is good, how can you be a thief?" the emperor sighed.

"The winner is king, and the loser is the villain. Ye Gucheng raised his sword and said: "You can also use the sword." ”

"What I practice is the sword of the Son of Heaven, leveling the world, calming the people, strategizing in the strategic, and winning thousands of miles away. Using one's body as a sword, five steps of blood spattering is not taken by the Son of Heaven. The emperor said loudly.

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "Although I have never killed unarmed people, you have no sword in your hand, but you have the sword of the Son of Heaven in your heart. Suffer death!"

The cold iron long sword was raised, and the sword light flickered.

When he was about to stab the emperor, he was intercepted by a long sword with a simple shape.

And in the next instant, the tip of the cold iron longsword was caught between two fingers.

The quaint shape of the long sword was made by Ximen Blowing Snow, and it was Lu Xiaofeng who held the cold iron long sword between his fingers.

Ye Gucheng knew that the assassination plan had failed, and hurriedly retreated.

Usually when he performed light skills in Baiyun City by the sea, he leisurely enjoyed that speed, but now he is like a lost dog.

Soon after, Ye Gucheng was surrounded by thousands of Praetorian Guards.

Ye Gucheng asked the West Gate to blow snow to complete the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, and he said that he would never die under the sword of these Praetorian Guards.

"I understand your loneliness in this high place, well, let's decide between us, no matter who dies, there are no regrets. "West Gate Blowing Snow Trail.

Ding Ao, the second commander of the guards, was unhappy, but Lu Xiaofeng said in a deep voice: "Let's ask the three of us joining forces, can you people stop it?"

And the Xiaoxiang swordsman Wei Ziyun, as the commander of the guards, is sleek and understands the current situation, and he also wants to see the duel between these two peerless swordsmen, so he agreed.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow have both come to the top of the Forbidden City, and Kou Hao and the others have been here for a long time.

"Will Ye Gucheng really die under the sword of Ximen Fuxue like in the original book? In this way, I will not have a chance to compete with Ye Gucheng again!" Kou Hao said in his heart.

(To be continued.) )