Lu Xiaofeng pointed out that Ye Gucheng was not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also powerful. They had no other choice but to challenge him openly.
They didn't know whether Lu Xiaofeng's words were heard, but they saw that Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts was much higher than theirs. Now that things have come to a point where he wants to seek revenge on Ye Gucheng, he has no chance of winning without Ye Gucheng taking action, so he can only leave in frustration.
Gongsun Lan asked: "How come you have this news?"
Ye Gucheng said: "I made a mistake."
"Made a mistake?"
Gongsun Lan didn't believe it. She had known Ye Gucheng for ten years and she knew everything well. How could she make such a superficial mistake on such a small matter and convince others.
Ye Gucheng said: "Lu Xiaofeng is Ximen Chuixue's friend. He knows best whether Ximen Chuixue is married or not."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Ximen Chuixue is indeed not married, at least not when I sent him the letter."
Ye Gucheng said: "It's even more impossible for him to get married after dating me, so I really made a mistake."
Gongsun Lan really didn't understand how Ye Gucheng could make this mistake.
Lu Xiaofeng was also puzzled and said, "How could the city lord get such a thing wrong?"
In Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, it's okay to call Ximen Chuixue a swordsman, a master, or a rich man, and it's okay to call him a friend, but as a husband, he really isn't worthy of these lively and lovely women.
Gongsun Landao said: "Three heroes and four beauties can find it here, but I'm afraid it won't be quiet here anymore, so let's find another place."
Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "They don't know the heights of the world. Others may not dare to come and disturb me. There are only a few days left, so there is no need to change."
Ye Gucheng ignored any news from the outside and quietly waited for the arrival of August 15th.
The Forbidden City has become a mess. Originally, only six people could enter with color-changing ribbons, but now there are several more of the same ribbons. The masters inside were fooled around and had to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to guard.
On the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, two peerless swordsmen stood proudly. There were even more people around, including famous knights and knights all over the world, mysterious people who didn't want to show their faces, and most of them Ouchi guards in brocade robes.
Ye Gucheng said: "I have been learning swordsmanship for thirty years as a young man. Although there are many masters in the world, the only swordsman who can be called my opponent is you."
Ximen Chuixue said: "I learned swordplay when I was seven years old. I have been successful in seven years and have not lost yet. Thanks to the wrong love of the city lord, Ximen Chuixue is extremely honored."
Ximen Chuixue's record is not brilliant, but Dugu Yihe died in Ye Gucheng's hands in this life. Since then, Ye Gucheng has become the world's best master, because the records of other masters are not as convincing as Ye Gucheng's force. As for Mu Taoist's willingness to be inferior, no one knows about it.
Ximen Chuixue raised the sword in his hand and said, "This sword is the most powerful weapon in the world. Its blade is three feet and seven inches tall, and its net weight is seven kilograms and thirteen taels."
Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword."
Ximen Chuixue said: "It is indeed a good sword."
Ye Gucheng also raised his sword and said, "This sword belongs to the overseas cold sword elite. It has broken hair, a blade of three feet and three feet, and a net weight of six kilograms and four taels."
Ximen Chuixue said: "What a sword."
Ye Gucheng said: "This is a good sword."
These two peerless swordsmen faced each other from a distance. Although they had not yet made a move, the pressure was already making the surrounding audience breathless. Suddenly, there was a dragon roar, the sword energy surged into the sky, and the two men drew their swords at the same time. ….
Before Jianfeng made contact, dozens of changes had already occurred. The movement of the person was not fast, and the movement of the sword was not as thunderous as imagined, but the subtle changes could not be noticed by a superb swordsman, and it was even harder to understand without being immersed in the scene.
This was an unexciting duel. There were countless top-notch swordsmen watching, but they were all dumbfounded. What they want to see is not just exciting, but this random change is even more eye-opening. If it were anyone else who was fighting against Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, his head would be somewhere else.
Among contemporary swordsmen, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are really the only two unparalleled heroes, but the top two positions are too crowded, and after today there will only be one left.
How can there be beauty when there is love? Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue lived in the same era.
The blessing of the times is also the sorrow of the times.
Ximen Chuixue's sword is cool and ruthless, and there is no other fast sword in the world. But compared with Ye Gucheng, it lacks a little agility. The sword in Ye Gucheng's hand seemed to have a hint of life, blooming with its own brilliance as his figure flew across the sky.
In the original work, Ye Gucheng is even more cold-blooded, while Ximen Chuixue has become so popular that he even postponed the duel for a month because his wife was pregnant. But now, on the contrary, Ye Gucheng is more like a human being, and Ximen Chuixue is still a ruthless sword. A ruthless person may not be a true hero, and a ruthless sword may not be the highest level of swordsmanship.
When swordsmen like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue fight, they don't need to fight for thousands of rounds. The sharpness of swordsmen lies in advancing without retreating.
Ximen Chuixue did not hide himself at all, and Ye Gucheng soon became aware of Ximen Chuixue's cultivation.
The moon was in the sky, and the full moon seemed to be hanging under the eaves of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The pale moonlight reflected the pale sword and the pale hand holding the sword.
This was Ye Gucheng's first time using "Flying Immortal from Heaven" in front of everyone, and it was also the most perfect one.
People are in the sky, and their swords are like flying immortals, moving forward indomitably. After this sword is passed, the victory or defeat is decided.
As soon as this sword was struck, the outcome was already determined, and no one could change it.
Ye Gucheng soared into the sky, as if he were riding the wind, and his spotless white clothes made his face look particularly pale under the pale moonlight.
The onlookers were all shocked. Even those well-informed martial arts celebrities couldn't help but admire this sword. There is such a sword technique in the world.
Lu Xiaofeng also asked himself, if Ye Gucheng had used this sword on him in Prince Pingnan's Mansion, could he still be able to hold it with his Lingxi finger?
The sword light flashed across Ximen Chuixue's eyes. Ximen Chuixue's heart felt cold, but she didn't tremble at all, and she closed her eyes slightly.
It would be no regret to die under Ye Gucheng's sword.
In the flash of lightning, just when Ye Gucheng's sword was about to pierce Ximen Chuixue's throat, the sword tip tilted slightly and pierced Ximen Chuixue's right shoulder.
Extreme movement turned into extreme silence, the duel ended, Ximen Chuixue was defeated, and Ye Gucheng won again, becoming a truly victorious general.
Lu Xiaofeng flew towards Ximen Chuixue, who only had this one friend.
Ye Gucheng has no friends.
Ximen Chuixue's face was pale, but still expressionless. At this time, he looked more like a zombie face.
Ye Gucheng showed mercy, but Ximen Chuixue was not grateful. Although this sword injury was on the shoulder, the sword energy had completely destroyed the meridians of the right arm. The hand was disabled and could no longer hold a sword. ….
Ye Gucheng's face was also extremely calm, not happy, but more relaxed.
Ye Gucheng glanced around, his plain gaze was so majestic that even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at him sideways.
Ye Gucheng didn't say another word to Ximen Chuixue. At this time, neither comfort nor encouragement was superfluous. Moreover, Ye Gucheng had no such thoughts at all, and Ximen Chuixue didn't need it either.
At this moment, a group of people came from a distance, wearing the official uniforms of Ouchi guards. But unlike other guards, these guards all had their faces covered and did not show their lineup. They also walked calmly. They were all top masters. , judging from his demeanor, even Xiaoxiang swordsman Wei Ziyun, the top master in the palace, is not as good as him.
This group of masked guards surrounds a young man. His robe is bright yellow. The leader has a blue and gold rim, embroidered with gold and nine dragons, arranged in twelve chapters, with five-color clouds in between. There are dragons on the front and back, and on the left and right sides. There are two dragons on each side, two dragons on each side and two dragons on each side. The lower piece of eight-treasure standing water skirt with stone on the left side is the emperor's court dress.
Wei Ziyun led all the guards to kneel down and shouted "Long live".
The visitor is none other than His Majesty the Emperor.
When Wei Ziyun prostrated himself, he was still suspicious in his heart. He had never seen any of the guards around the emperor.
Ye Gucheng glanced at the young emperor from a distance. There was unconcealable excitement on his face and he was holding a medicine bottle in his hand.
Ye Gucheng knew that the prince had succeeded. The medicine bottle in his hand is the "corpse powder" he gave him. A drop of blood can turn the corpse into a pool of blood. It is a unique product that can destroy corpses and eliminate traces.
The real emperor has no bones left
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Ye Gucheng did not wait for the emperor to ask questions, turned around and flew up, like a full moon flying in mid-air, his white clothes fluttering, he really looked like a flying fairy.
The emperor stretched out his hand and wanted to summon Ye Gucheng, but paused.
Ye Gucheng has made it clear long ago that the day he succeeds will be the end of the relationship between master and disciple.
This conspiracy was handled by Ye Gucheng, but he retired after the success and was unwilling to enjoy the fruits of victory.
In fact, in Ye Gucheng's eyes, all these victories are really not as good as the battle with Ximen Chuixue.
Ye Gucheng's departure was very rude, and it could be said that he despised the emperor, but since the emperor remained silent, others could not say much.
The emperor looked at Ye Gucheng's back, shook the medicine bottle in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Let's drive back to the palace."
Ye Gucheng did not return to Prince Pingnan's Mansion. He did not want to teach the crown prince's substitute anymore, so he returned directly to Feixian Island. In today's martial arts world, no one dares to compete with Ye Gucheng.
Lu Xiaofeng came to Feixian Island to meet Ye Gucheng, and was surprised to find that Ye Gucheng had put down the sword in his hand, and it no longer had the sharpness it once had. He looked peaceful and ordinary.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said: "Ximen Chuixue had to put down his sword. It seems that the city lord also put down his sword."
Ye Gucheng held the kettle for watering the flowers and asked, "Isn't this bad?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "The city lord is of course good, but Ximen Chuixue is not. If you cripple his right hand and prevent him from holding a sword, it will be worse than killing him."
Ye Gucheng asked: "Do you want me to kill him?"
Lu Xiaofeng paused, of course he didn't think so.
Ye Gucheng said: "Without a right hand, life is worse than death. Then shouldn't all the people in the streets without arms and legs commit suicide?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "That's Ximen Chuixue!"
Ye Gucheng said: "So what about Ximen Chuixue? Mud can't hold up the wall. It's the same name no matter what. He can't live, but he is not as good as those beggars."
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. Ye Gucheng's words were not unreasonable.
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