The rising sun has just risen over the green distant mountains. The morning breeze carries the fragrance of new leaves from the distant mountains, and the dewdrops shine like pearls in the sunlight.
This is the thirteenth day of Ye Gucheng's escape.
In these thirteen days, he fought his way out of a total of fifty-two sieges.
The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, the hidden weapon, the fist, the poison... there were too many, and he was already a little tired.
His lips were chapped from lack of water, and his figure was staggering from hunger.
His clothes were torn and there was blood on them, both the blood of his enemies and his own blood...
He is really embarrassed now. Even if he returns to the world, no one will recognize him as the Lord of Baiyun City.
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The Lord of Baiyun City, who was dressed as white as snow and as ethereal as a banished immortal.
During this escape, the white-robed swordsman had a few more wounds on his body, some of which were already smelling bad. The wound on his left shoulder was the most obvious. It was the work of Tu Fang, one of the four great masters in Ouchi, the "Desert Condor".
Ye Gucheng originally looked down on this man because he was not good at practicing swordsmanship and swordsmanship.
But I didn't expect that the sword that this man thrust out before he died was also very exciting. It had both the domineering ferocity of the sword and the exquisiteness and agility of the sword. Ye Gucheng can still recall the lightning-like sword light and the sharp and cold stinging pain.
In fact, ever since the Battle of Tianshan, when Ye Gucheng defeated Ximen Chuixue and swept away the last dust from his soul, his swordsmanship has become truly extraordinary and holy. The only people who can truly defeat him are the little old man from Wuming Island and Yulian City who have entered the Heavenly Gate.
And these two people are almost invisible to the world.
In other words, Ye Gucheng is now considered invincible.
But what about being invincible?
The invincible in the world is ultimately a human body.
And not to mention one person, even the eight major sects of the Jianghu combined could not defeat thousands of troops and horses, and the endless pursuit.
"The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks..."
Ye Gucheng sighed quietly. His apprentice was now completely secure in his position and finally started to attack the participants in that incident. In fact, after learning that eunuch Wang Anna died without any illness, he noticed an undercurrent. He returned to the Central Plains from Baiyun City because he did not want to implicate Baiyun City.
"It's a pity that the decisive battle between me and Ximen Chuixue..."
Ye Gucheng sighed.
After the Battle of Tianshan, he and Ximen Chuixue would compete with swords every once in a while. He won more than he lost, and the two of them also made rapid progress in the fight.
But this time, he missed the sword competition and the date of death.
The so-called death date is a date where the body must be carried away even after death.
I wonder if Ximen Chuixue is killing people and bleeding again now.
Eliminating the messy thoughts, Ye Gucheng leaned against the tree, panting. This was a rare opportunity for him to breathe.
He knew that he would soon be surrounded again, but he was not afraid.
He had already anticipated today before he decided to do that.
Could it be that the reason why he didn't go to sea early was because he wanted to have a taste of one person against one country?
Isn't it true that only in difficult and desperate situations can a person's potential be released to the greatest extent and his swordsmanship reach a higher level?
Ye Gucheng is on the road again.
He chose a side road.
He felt that this path had the least amount of ambushes.
His senses are rarely wrong.
This time, Ye Gucheng still made no mistakes.
There are only four ambush soldiers on this road.
——In other words, there are only four left.
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After passing through the dense forest, the terrain is still narrow.
On this narrow path, blood spattered, and dozens of Ouchi masters lay on their backs, all with only a few wounds.
The wound was in the throat, and a sword penetrated the throat. Each master still had a look of astonishment on his face, as if he couldn't believe that there was such a fast sword in the world.
In the rising sun, there were four people left in the ambush that came to pursue them, and Ye Gucheng still recognized these four people.
Of course, those who can be recognized by Ye Gucheng will not be unknown people.
These four people are all dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes and have great style. The oldest one's beard and hair are completely white, and the youngest one still looks a little childish.
The oldest one has been famous for forty years. He is known as "the flying sword that comes and goes without leaving a trace". He has very high swordsmanship and even higher qinggong. He disappeared three years ago and seems to have defected to the imperial court.
The youngest one is a rising star in the world, and is nicknamed the "Thirteen Swordsmen with Jade Face".
Since Yu Liancheng became famous, those who can have the word "Jade Face" mixed in their nicknames must not only be handsome, but also be unique in swordsmanship. This man is not only extremely handsome, but also has superb swordsmanship. Every time he strikes, up to thirteen sword strikes, he can kill the opponent, hence his nickname.
The other two are of course also masters.
The Divine Ax is of course extremely powerful and has powerful moves.
The Qingfeng Sword is naturally ethereal, coming and going without a trace.
It's a pity that their martial arts still have flaws.
It's a pity that they are still far away from the top masters.
Swish, brush, brush! Four lightning-like sword lights suddenly pierced out.
Each sword pierces a person's throat.
When everyone fell, they had an expression of astonishment, as if they refused to believe that there were flaws in their own moves, or that there were such fast swords in the world.
When the sword was pulled out from the throat of the "Thirteen Jade Faced Swords", there was still blood on the sword.
Ximen Chuixue blew lightly, and a series of blood dripped from the tip of the sword, which happened to fall on the dewdrops, so the dewdrops became the color of blood and agate.
The last four ambush soldiers were gone.
Ye Gucheng looked at Ximen Chuixue.
Ximen Chuixue also looked at Ye Gucheng.
After a long while, Ye Gucheng said: "You shouldn't come."
Ximen Chuixue said: "I'm already here."
Ye Gucheng was silent again.
He knew that Wanmei Villa was a huge family property, and it would not be too difficult for Ximen Chuixue to find someone.
He also knew that once Ximen Chuixue got involved in this matter, there would be no way out.
Ximen Chuixue said coldly: "Don't you ask me why I came?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Yulian City has disappeared without a trace, and the little old man has drowned in the sea and never returned. If I died, looking at the world, how lonely you would be."
Ximen Chuixue's eyes flickered, like two cold stars, and like two sword lights: "None of them are pure swordsmen. Only you, in the world, are my destiny and my opponent. For you, this The sword is stained with blood again. It can be someone else's, it can be yours, or it can...be my own."
Ye Gucheng said nothing more.
Ximen Chuixue said nothing more.
then.
One person's escape journey became the escape journey of two people.
Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng join forces. These are two peerless swords that can exert the effect of one plus one equals two.
Logically speaking, as long as they don't deliberately commit suicide, it's not difficult to carve out a bloody path together.
But it is a pity that the court does not respect martial ethics.
Boom!
Boom!
It was like thunder in mid-air.
A dark ball cut through the air and crashed down.
