Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

"The world is vast, and talents come forth in large numbers. If you are confined to a corner of the Ming Dynasty, you and I have reached the top of the sword."

"But if you look at the world, how can you say that you are invincible?"

"The reason why you say that is because you have never stepped out of Daming."

Ye Gucheng is so arrogant, if he hadn't walked from Qixia Town, he would definitely not be able to say these words.

"Besides Ming Dynasty, I don't care about it for the time being. Now it's my long-cherished wish to fight with you!"

Ximen Chuuxue said and drew his sword out!

The sword light is colder than the moonlight!

"very good."

Ye Gucheng drew his sword out at the same moment!

The whole figure swept towards Ximen Chuuxue like a rainbow!

Clang!Clang!Clang!
Two figures shuttled back and forth in mid-air.

Swords collide!

Sparks fly!

Ye Gucheng's sword is as elegant as the wind, as free and easy as the clouds.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was as sharp as the wind and as reckless as snow.

The swordsmanship of the two has similar subtleties, but they are both real sword moves!
When the sword and the sword really collided, it was a complete collision, without any superfluous movements!
After twenty moves, the moves of the two became faster and more dangerous!

Even in front of peerless masters like Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian, they couldn't really see their movements clearly.

Clang!
An extremely weak collision!
All movement suddenly stopped!

When everyone realized that Ye Gucheng was already at a height of several tens of feet.

The rain of swords has already poured down!

The seemingly weak sword momentum contained an extremely terrifying sword energy!

Flying Immortals!

This is Ye Gucheng's unique skill, Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky!
Ximen Chuuxue on the ground finally moved.

Unmoving like a mountain, moving like a thunder.

His index finger and middle finger volleyed towards Ye Gucheng!
The long sword in his hand came out, turned into densely packed small swords, and swept towards Ximen Chuuxue's sword rain!

The sound of cracking can be heard all of a sudden!
The two faced each other with the same surging sword energy at the same time!

Countless sword rains gathered together like streams, compressed into the sword in Ye Gucheng's palm!
Like a rainbow descending from the sky, it unstoppably swept towards Ximen Chuuxue!

Ximen Chuuxue also gathered his sword intent, turned into a purple awn, and rose from the ground!

Yiqing!
One purple!
A sword is coming!
Flying Immortals!

The outcome is already obvious.

Ximen Chuuxue was only a second behind when he drew his sword!
It was precisely because of this one-second difference that his sword power would not be able to reach the acme in that premonition!
He finally understood that what Li Qiye said was correct, if there was a slight flaw in my heart, I would not be able to strike the most powerful blow.

And Ye Gucheng has no scruples, he even made the most tyrannical sword move ever!

But he seemed to have thought of something, and after all, he deviated from the edge of the sword by an inch.

With the two factory owners present, even if he wins, it is meaningless, and he will die in the end!
But you might as well leave the chance of life to Ximen Chuuxue, let him bring his own beliefs and surpass himself in the way of swordsmanship!

However, at this moment, the situation suddenly changed.

Just when Ximen Chuuxue's sword had penetrated about an inch into Ye Gucheng's chest.

Another figure appeared between the two of them out of thin air!
That man has black robe and white hair, holding shark teeth!
Wei Zhuang!

A black dragon with sword energy hovered wantonly in front of him, and his sword spun around and hit the ground directly!

The black dragon exploded violently in an instant, like a violent center spreading towards the surroundings!
Across all directions!

Wei Zhuang's attainments in kendo are not inferior to the two.

Since he fought against Li Qiye, his realm has risen to a higher level.

Rumble!
The three swords simultaneously let out a mournful cry!
"Who is coming?"

Cao Zhengchun was knocked back more than three steps by this powerful sword energy.

He used Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu to barely stabilize his figure.

And Yuhuatian was not affected too much because of his light work and strength.

His handsome brows were furrowed, and he strained his eyelids, looking towards the field.

He didn't know who the person who broke into it suddenly was.

Chirp——
A snow-white roc covered the moon like a dark cloud.

And a man stood impressively on the back of the bird.

"Fire arrows!"

Cao Zhengchun gave an order, and a group of Dongchang factory guards immediately drew their bows and set up arrows, and shot towards the roc in the sky.

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The roc flapped its wings fiercely, and all the feathered arrows that had just flown were shot to the ground in an instant!
Wei Zhuang grabbed the heart-wounded Lord of Baiyun City with one hand, and the claw of the roc with the other hand.

All of a sudden, the roc soared up into the sky!
The three of them walked away from under the noses of the two masters!

Of course Lu Xiaofeng was also amazed at the demeanor of this roc.

But right now there are more important things.

So he didn't even have time to appreciate it carefully, so he took Ximen Chuuxue, who was almost exhausted, and left the heavily guarded palace.

……

Seven Heroes Town.

Li House.

Wei Zhuang brought the dying Ye Gucheng back to Li Qiye.

Li Qiye nodded, Wei Zhuang didn't say anything more, turned his head and walked out of the house.

Li Qiye stuffed the Jinchuang medicine given by the system into Ye Gucheng's mouth.

Not long after, the latter woke up.

"Li Qiye."

He got up from the floor and looked at Li Qiye with complicated eyes.

"Why do you want to save me?"

"Because your life shouldn't end there."

Li Qiye took out a piece of tea from the tea bowl, spread it out and placed it in front of his eyes.

Ye Gucheng was puzzled.

"One leaf blocks your eyes, but you can't see Mount Tai."

Li Qiye poured a cup of tea for Ye Gucheng, and then continued:

"During the long years, you have been looking for an opponent, a competent opponent."

"Ximen Chuuxue is indeed qualified, but neither he nor you are the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

"So, I say your life shouldn't end here!"

"Isn't it better to achieve it by yourself than to transfer your beliefs to others and entrust them to others?"

"In my hands, I have the road to the peak of the true sword."

Li Qiye's words were like thunder in Ye Gucheng's ears.

Ten years ago, he had reached his current height.

In the past ten years, he has not made any progress, but he has never met an opponent.