Chapter 55: Watching the Sword

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Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow stand opposite each other.

Ye Gucheng has a sword in his hand, and his eyes have already seen the sword on Ximen Blowing Snow's waist, he rarely looks at other people's swords, in his opinion, there are too few people and things in the world that can make him look at them, and there are even fewer swords, but this time he has moved his eyes to Ximen Blowing Snow's sword, he is looking at the opponent's sword, and the opponent's sword that may kill him in the future.

Ximen Fuxue held the sword in his hand, and his eyes stopped on Ye Gucheng's body, not Ye Gucheng's sword. He knew that Ye Gucheng's sword was a famous sword, but a divine weapon, but in his eyes, the sword was not enough for him to pay attention to, and what could really make him pay attention was not just a person, not a sword.

Therefore, Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes were staring at Ye Gucheng's people, and rarely stopped at Ye Gucheng's sword.

A cold light flashed, the sword light flickered, and the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow was already unsheathed. His sword drawing technique is very elegant and chic, looking like a landscape painting splashed with ink, casual and spiritual.

Sword drawing is a science, throughout the ages there are many swordsmen who have studied the science of drawing the sword, in the eyes of some swordsmen who specialize in the study of sword drawing skills, there are at least three hundred and seventy-three ways to draw the sword, and some of the sword drawing techniques are very strange, even strange to the point of incredible.

Many sword drawing techniques pursue KitKat, but Ximen Blowing Snow's sword drawing is not the case, at least in the eyes of Ye Gucheng, a kendo master, Ximen Blowing Snow's sword drawing technique is fast, elegant and natural, this is a swordsman who has reached the highest realm.

Ximen Blowing Snow has drawn his sword, but Ye Gucheng has not drawn his sword, when he Blowing Snow and drawing his sword in Ximen, his eyes did not blink, he saw Ximen Blowing Snow and drawing his sword, his whole body was very relaxed, there was no sign of a backhand.

At this moment, if the sword pulled out by Ximen Blowing Snow was stabbed at Ye Gucheng, then Ye Gucheng must have died, even if Ye Gucheng's martial arts attainments are high, but in this short period of time, Ximen Blowing Snow's sword will definitely be able to pierce Ye Gucheng's chest, and at this time, Ximen Blowing Snow is enough to hold his strange-looking black sheath long sword and take Ye Gucheng's life.

Ye Gucheng didn't move, he just looked at Ximen Blowing Snow very calmly, he believed that Ximen Blowing Snow was definitely not that kind of swordsman, if Ximen Blowing Snow was to take his life, he was also convinced, but in his eyes, Ximen Blowing Snow was definitely not worthy of being his opponent.

Even if a person with a bad character has excellent swordsmanship, it is only swordsmanship, and it is difficult to peek into the supreme sword path realm after all.

Ximen Fuxue drew his sword, and his sword did not pierce Ye Gucheng's chest.

The sword flashed, and the sword appeared in front of Ye Gucheng.

This is a sword as white as snow.

The hilt of the sword was jet black, the body of the sword was as white as snow, his hand held the hilt, and the tip of the sword was horizontal in front of Ye Gucheng, and did not stab Ye Gucheng's chest. Obviously, Ximen Blowing Snow and drawing his sword was not to kill Ye Gucheng, but just to let Ye Gucheng look at the sword.

Ximen Chuixue held the sword in his hand, and his tone was still indifferent and ruthless, and said: "Although this sword is not a famous sword, it is a sharp weapon in the world, with a blade of three feet and seven inches, and a net weight of seven catties and thirteen taels. ”

Ye Gucheng looked at the sword in his eyes, only the sword in his heart, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Good sword." As soon as he had finished speaking, he drew his sword.

His sword drawing technique is also very elegant and chic, like a white cloud in the sky, with an indescribable ethereal aura.

This sword was drawn quickly, but Ximen Fuxue didn't make any move, and his realization was transferred from Ye Gucheng's people to Ye Gucheng's sword. He watched Ye Gucheng draw his sword, but his heart was very calm, there was no emotion at all, his body was also very relaxed, and he seemed to believe that Ye Gucheng's sword was not to take his life, but to give him a view of the sword.

Ye Gucheng had drawn his sword, but his eyes were staring at Ximen Blowing Snow, he looked at the still indifferent and ruthless Ximen Blowing Snow with a smile on his face, and he suddenly had a sense of confidant.

He has been lonely on the road of kendo for too long, and finally found a confidant, but unfortunately this confidant is his fateful opponent, the sword in his hand may penetrate Ximen Fuxue's throat in the next moment, but at this moment, the two of them are mortal enemies who will face each other in the next moment, but they can treat each other with sincerity and trust each other very much.

There are not many such people in the past, and this kind of thing has only come out a few times throughout the ages.

Bai Xiaolou and Xue Yiren glanced back at each other together, they both saw a look of amazement in their eyes, obviously in their eyes, this situation was really incredible.

If they hadn't known that these two people were going to fight, they would have even thought that these two people were friends with each other, just because they knew the truth, so they knew that these two people were not friends with each other, but enemies with each other.

There are very few friends who are like each other, and how many enemies can there be in the world? Therefore, whether it is Bai Xiaolou, the leader of the Demon Sect, or Xue Yiren, the world's number one swordsman in the past, who is invincible in the rivers and lakes, there is a look of amazement in his eyes.

Ye Gucheng only had Ximen Blowing Snow in his eyes, and there was only Ye Gucheng in Ximen Blowing Snow, and in their eyes, there were only two of them in this world, and in their hearts, at this moment, there was only the opponent and the sword in their hands, so whether it was Bai Xiaolou's eyes or Xue Yiren's amazement, they didn't look at it, they just looked at the opponent.

Ye Gucheng had already pulled out the sword in his hand, he looked at Ximen Blowing Snow and said lightly: "This sword is an overseas cold iron elite, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels. ”

Ximen Fuxue looked at the sword coldly and said, "Good sword." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "It's a good sword." ”

The words fell, and the two swords were once again hidden in their sheaths.

At this moment, ordinary people would be very surprised to see this, and they could not understand why the two men would draw their swords and then insert them into their scabbards.

Only those who have been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years know the intentions of the two of them.

- The swordsman's sword should not be easily drawn out of the scabbard, drawing the sword means seeing blood, but at this moment, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue can only choose to draw their swords, so they don't want their opponents to think that their swords have hidden weapons or poisons or the like, they are here to compare swords, not because they kill people, but because they compare swords and swords.

Ximen Chuixue believed that there was no hidden weapon in Ye Gucheng's sword, and Ye Gucheng also believed that there was no poison on Ximen Chuixue's sword, but no matter what, they always hoped to let the opponent see clearly, so they could only draw their swords.

After all, there was no one to test their swords at this moment, so shouldn't they just draw their swords?

Now both swords are in their scabbards.

Therefore, the sword light that had eclipsed the heavens and the earth just now also disappeared, but both they and Bai Xiaolou and the others understood that these two swords would still be unsheathed, and the next time they were unsheathed, it was not for people to see, but to lose the opponent's life.

The two stood quietly on the top of the mountain, the breeze was blowing, the white clouds were long, and the world was quiet.

The two of them seemed to be quiet in this piece of beauty, but at this time, Ye Gucheng's eyes looked at the West Gate once again blowing snow, and he said, "Please." ”

Ximen Fuxue didn't speak, his eyes flashed with a blinding light like lightning, his hand held down the sword, and a magnificent momentum emerged from his body.

At the same time, Ye Gucheng's eyes also flashed a bright light that was not inferior to Ximen Blowing Snow, and his hand was already holding the coming sword.

At this moment, everything in the heavens and the earth seems to be still at this moment, and at this moment, there seem to be only these two people and these two swords in the heavens and the earth.

Two swords were unsheathed, two swords that eclipsed heaven and earth were unsheathed, two peerless swordsmen who made heaven and earth sigh drew their swords, and an inevitable duel finally came quietly in this wind.

Walking alone on the mountainside, he wants to go up to Cangshan, he wants to participate in the top of Cangshan, but unfortunately he comes a little slowly. Originally, he had gotten up early enough, but unfortunately he met a woman who insisted on letting him eat a meal that he had made early, so he was late.

Now he only hopes that he can catch up with this duel, about the duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue, this duel was arranged by him, so he hopes to be able to witness this duel with his own eyes.

He climbed quickly, but before he reached the top of the mountain, he already felt a sudden change in the air, and he stopped at this moment.

This was not the first time he felt the change in the atmosphere of Cangshan, but the second time.

He knew that every change meant that there could be a shocking showdown, and it also meant that he missed out on a world-shattering encounter.

This time he stopped completely.

Halfway up the mountain, he had seen the two confrontational figures on the top of the mountain, their hands were already holding swords, and the people were ready to draw their swords.

Therefore, it can be said that he can't catch up with this duel anyway, this duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow.

"Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow?" He is not alone, there is another person beside him, and this person is Long Wu, who blocked Cangshan.

Long Wu did not reach the top of Cangshan, he is a very well-behaved person, even if he sets a rule, he will not go beyond it.

He stood on the mountainside, looked at the two blurred figures on the top of the mountain, and asked the person on his side.

The man stared deeply at the top of the mountain, then slowly spoke, and sighed softly: "Yes, it is Ye Gucheng and Ximen blowing snow. ”

Long Wu said, "Why are they already fighting?" he looked at the young man beside him with a very strange look.

The man was very calm, and he didn't even look back at Long Wu's side, who was sitting on a Taishi chair, and he said lightly: "Because Ye Gucheng originally went to Cangshan because of the snow blowing at the West Gate, and the snow blowing at the West Gate went to Cangshan because of Ye Gucheng." ”

Long Wu was slightly stunned, but soon understood, he looked at the young man beside him and sighed deeply and said: "This Cangshan appointment, you are really painstaking, not only designed to eradicate the chaos of the rivers and lakes, but also specially arranged this duel that no one would know about. ”

There was no smile on the man's face, he still looked at the top of the mountain very calmly, his people still walked away, he just left a sentence and said, "I have taken so much pain, but it is a pity that I can't witness this battle with my own eyes." ”

Long Wu didn't say anything, he just looked at the back of the man climbing the mountain and walked away, and after a long, long time, he said to Qin Huhua, who had been following him, "Do you think I can see this person in the future?"

Qin Huhua looked at the man's back, and after a long, long time, he seemed to think about it for a long, long time before he gave an answer, he said, "Probably not." ”

Long Wu sighed softly, and then stared at the figure that had disappeared from his sight, and he said, "Remember this time, you will prepare two jars of wine for me every year at this time in the future." ”

Qin Huhua said: "What are you preparing wine for?"

Long Wudao: "To commemorate this person, this person named Mo Qingchi." ”

Qin Huhua didn't speak, he looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and the person slowly closed his eyes: Mo Qingchi, this is indeed an interesting person worthy of being remembered by both friends and opponents! )