Lu Xiaofeng asked: "A person like him will definitely not lie, right?"
Hua Manlou nodded and said, "Yes!"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "He won't lie. Since he said so, his medical skills should be as 'unmatched' as he said. Since Yi Yi has come to the capital, there is no reason not to come and watch this duel..."
No one responded to his words, everyone looked at Lu Xiaofeng.
Sikong Zhaixing didn't understand, so he asked, "What exactly do you want to say, Lu Xiaoji?"
He murmured: "Not only should he come, he should even take action to heal Ye Gucheng's injuries, otherwise this duel will be meaningless..."
Now someone understands.
Mu Daoren said: "But he didn't come, and Ye Gucheng's injury hasn't healed yet."
Lu Xiaofeng hissed: "This is the most wrong thing. He came to the capital. Why didn't he watch this duel? Why didn't he heal Ye Gucheng?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Ye Gucheng.
Hua Manlou wanted to say something, but before the words came out, Lu Xiaofeng moved first. It flew up in the sky, its movements were light and agile, and it flew straight towards Ye Gucheng.
Sikong Zhaixing shouted: "He thought that if Ye Gucheng was injured, he would be able to..."
Without saying anything, the sword light flew out. The sword came very quickly and stabbed Lu Xiaofeng's throat.
Not only did Lu Xiaofeng not retreat, he was still getting closer. In this flash of lightning, he took action! He stretched out two fingers and pinched them!
No one could describe the precise timing and skillful use of his two fingers, but no one could have imagined that Lu Xiaofeng could easily clamp the sword's edge.
Ye Gucheng was also surprised!
Lu Xiaofeng said sharply: "Who are you?"
Everyone was stunned!
There was still blood on the corner of Ye Gucheng's mouth, but he still said coldly: "You don't recognize me?"
Lu Xiaofeng shouted: "Of course I don't recognize you, because I recognize Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship, and there are people here who also recognize him. It's because I recognize his unparalleled swordsmanship, so I don't recognize you!"
Mu Taoren was the first to speak and said loudly: "He is not Ye Gucheng!"
Hua Manlou also said: "He is indeed not!"
There was an uproar, Ye Gucheng looked around and sneered: "I am indeed not Ye Gucheng."
After saying that, he stretched out his left hand and pulled hard on his face, tearing off a layer of human skin from his face... It turned out to be an extremely exquisite and exquisite human skin mask.
Behind the human skin mask is a thin and ugly face.
It's not that Lu Xiaofeng didn't recognize him, this person was clearly the mysterious man in black who followed Du Tongxuan that day in Chunhua Tower.
Why did this man want to be Ye Gucheng's substitute?
The decisive battle was changed to the top of the Forbidden City, and more than twenty people came from Ba Tiao Duan. Lu Xiaofeng thought that this was all a conspiracy. At the same time, he thought of the conversation between Ran Ran and Wu Ming that day.
To the two of them, the world is just a plaything that can be played with at will!
Where is Ye Gucheng? What about arbitrariness? Why were there so many ribbons? He thought of the wax figures, one of which was the Grand Chamberlain in the palace.
Lu Xiaofeng's face turned pale and his body began to tremble, because he seemed to understand...
He flew over in an instant, found Wei Ziyun and said, "Can the Chief Supervisor Da Nei Wang steal the ribbon?"
Wei Ziyun said: "Manager Wang?"
Lu Xiaofeng said anxiously: "You just need to say if you can!"
Wei Ziyun was stunned, nodded and said: "Yes!"
Lu Xiaofeng said loudly: "Now tell me where the emperor is?"
Yin Xian shouted and rushed to say: "Are you looking for the Holy Master? Lu Xiaofeng, are you crazy?"
Lu Xiaofeng's voice was louder than his: "I'm not crazy, but if you don't tell me, you will definitely go crazy."
Under the eaves, there was a sudden sound of hoofbeats...
How could there be the sound of hoofbeats in the forbidden palace? Who dares to ride a horse in Ouchi? Is he tired of living?
Without thinking, Wei Ziyun immediately flew down, and then they saw the seven people being escorted by the guards. The seven men were dressed in silver armor, all had swords, and carried crossbows on their backs. They were the Imperial Guards!
Wei Ziyun shouted angrily: "You are so brave, could it be..."
"Someone is trying to assassinate Your Majesty, rescue him quickly!"
Wei Ziyun stared, opened his mouth, and was completely stunned. Everyone seemed stunned.
…
He covered his lips with his hands and coughed so hard that his head dropped. Even those who heard his cough could feel the pain of his lungs, as well as the weakness and fatigue of his body.
The emperor was still in the royal study, and his expression was relatively calm. Even if Chang Qing told him that someone came all the way to kill, and even if he saw with his own eyes how this person killed... he would still be calm.
Random is indeed tired, and there is nothing he can do about this frailty. Now he seems to be resting, just waiting for the sword to rise again.
It seemed that everyone could see that he was just standing there to rest, but no one dared to take a step forward.
Everyone is terrified, everyone is terrified of being killed by him.
At this moment, there were only seventy or eighty Imperial Guards left in the Royal Study. Ye Gucheng also had nine more stab wounds and three gunshot wounds. Although Prince Nan and Wang An were still alive, they also suffered from more than a dozen wounds.
The emperor looked at the masked man in black, then at the trembling Wang An, and finally his eyes fell on the other two people: "The best young master in the world, arbitrary? The best swordsman in the world, Ye Gucheng?"
Ye Gucheng said calmly: "It's wonderful! People in the mountains and fields can't imagine that it can move the heavens."
The emperor said: "How can I become a thief when I am a beautiful woman?"
Ye Gucheng sneered: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"
The emperor said calmly: "A thief is a thief."
Xuanyuan suddenly let out a long breath and finally moved.
As soon as he moved, the emperor's expression changed. They were waiting for the palace guards and the imperial guards. The emperor shouted loudly: "I am the emperor, how dare you be rude?"
Ranyi smiled and said: "Because I fight alone in the world casually, I am afraid of slaughtering the world at will."
The words are still there, and the sword is rising.
The light of the sword, accompanied by the sound of the piano, formed a divine front.
This snowy and jade-like divine edge swept out under the light of dozens of swords, and suddenly turned into a ball of cold light, and the light suddenly exploded. Without any warning, dozens of forbidden soldiers rushed out, blood spurting from their throats.
Blood spreads in the sky, charming the eyes and shocking the soul.
Chang Qing shouted loudly and slashed down in the air with his big sword.
This sword is as powerful as a thousand catties, and it is powerful and heavy. But the sword swung lightly...
One sword cut off his knife, another sword cut off his arm. The moment the man fell, the sword light swept up again. With just one stab, just a flash, the sword had penetrated his throat from the front of his neck, and his back. The cervical blood vessels penetrated!
The sword was immediately pulled out and blood flew away. The sword moved as the heart moved, and the heart moved as the heart moved. One sword followed another, and each sword was faster than the other. Every sword is accompanied by blood and cruelty.
The people here don't know what will happen next moment. What awaits them is only the light on the sword's edge and the darkness of death.
Ye Gucheng did not move. He stared at the emperor with a pair of cold stars, only waiting for an opportunity.
The opportunity came as soon as it came, and the emperor who was being protected was killed at will in an instant.
Ye Gucheng immediately drew out his sword, and at the moment he drew out his sword, the light of the seven swords flowed and the stars flashed, immediately covering him.
