Chapter 63 The Good Show Will Come to an End

A lot of people came one after another, and once they came, the white-haired monkey spirit kept bending over and coughing, after Lu Xiaofeng pierced his disguise, he suddenly straightened up, his eyes showed a look that didn't match his disguise clean.

Next came Tang Tianzong, his face was very pale, his face was ashen, he didn't even look at Lu Xiaofeng, he just stood on the bridge by himself, but in this way, they came with six people and six ribbons.

They came together, and Yin Xian, one of the great masters, also quickly walked out of the Taihe Gate. First, he put on a full official tone, and then finally opened his mouth to invite these martial arts people in.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony is big enough, so Yin Xian also planned to put these six people in it, so as to avoid causing harm to other palaces. After he finished speaking briefly, he looked directly at Lu Xiaofeng and told him that someone was waiting for him .

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to ask who it was, but Yin Xian turned his head to look at Luo Nan, with a strange look in his eyes, "He said, if you insist on following, he will bring you here." He was curious, Luo Nan What is so special about Nan that makes Ximen Chuuxue say such words that are compromised in disguise.

But with such a tone, Lu Xiaofeng guessed who was going to see him, did Ximen Chuuxue come?He paused slightly worried, then looked at Luonan, "Are you going?"

Luo Nan's eyes did not fall on them, he looked up at the gleaming ridge of the temple, and saw the old-fashioned monkey spirit stepping up with ease, he smiled lightly, then shook his head, "You go Bar."

This means rejected.

Lu Xiaofeng looked slightly surprised, but he followed Yin Xian without saying anything.

Not a while after Lu Xiaofeng left, there were quite a lot more people carrying color-changing satin on their backs. There were thirteen people. Waiting for the decisive battle to start.

On the other side of the roof of the main hall farther away from them, only the honest monk, Sikong Zaixing, Mu Taoist and Tang Tianzong stood, but there were two more people behind them, one was Yan Renying, and the other was Layman Gusong.

As soon as Sikong Zhaixing saw Luonan, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He thought of that eccentric Shangguan Xueer who had caused him a lot of trouble. Ronan spoke up.

"Where's Lu Xiaofeng?" Yan Renying asked.

Luo Nan turned his head to look at him, and said casually: "He has gone to see Ximen Chuuxue, at least he will come over some time."

"Ximen Chuuxue has come? What about City Lord Baiyun?" Mu Taoist stood beside the honest monk and asked from a distance.

Thinking of the lip marks on Ye Gucheng's face, Luo Nan smiled and said in a good mood: "Don't worry, they won't be late."

And now, above their heads, the cold moon is like a huge disc.

September, fifteenth.

Lu Xiaofeng came to the ridge and realized that what he had to worry about was probably not just the duel between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. He followed Wei Ziyun for a while, and then discussed with Layman Gusong about the ribbon of Master Sima. With a lot of effort, there are a lot more troubles on his body.

Almost busy, Lu Xiaofeng came to Luonan's side with a bitter face, and said gloomily, "Where did these gangsters get the ribbons?"

Luo Nan pinched his face, smiled lightly and said, "Someone is here."

As soon as his words fell, Yin Xian suddenly flew up from under the eaves, and greeted everyone: "The Lord Baiyun is here."

The lightness kung fu of that white-clothed figure is very high, and his figure is fluttering, not at all under Sikong Zhaixing, so Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help sighing, "I didn't expect Ye Gucheng to have such a high level of lightness kung fu."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the figure, with a strange expression on his face, he almost couldn't help looking at Luo Nan, and whispered his doubts, "Has his injury not healed yet?" Having seen the move of Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky, he felt that the person in front of him should have more lightness skills than that.

Luo Nan didn't answer, because Ximen Chuuxue also came to this place immediately.

The demeanor of the two contemporary swordsmen makes people hold their breath just standing face to face, with an involuntary look of admiration in their eyes. This admiration is aimed at their swords.

Because their people have become like their swords, ruthless and ruthless, and the sword is one. This kind of state may not only be achieved by the two of them, but no one can do it better than them.

Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "Having been away for many years, don't you come here without any problems?"

"...Duomeng is perfect, I'm lucky to be safe." After saying a few words of greeting, Ximen Chuuxue put on a cold face, ignoring Ye Gucheng's panting expression, raised the sword in his hand, coldly Said: "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword!"

Ximen Chuixue said: "It is indeed a good sword!"

When they were talking, no one standing on the ridge watching made any sound. In this most majestic place in the whole world, only the voices of these two people resounded. What a peak battle.

Unfortunately, one of the protagonists is a fake.

When Ye Gucheng said, "This sword is the elite of overseas cold swords. It is short-haired and has a short raft. The sword's edge is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels." Moved away, quite a bit unbearable to look directly at.

But because Wei Ziyun just said at this time, "Both of you are contemporary masters of swordsmanship, and they bear the great expectations of the world. The sword will not be poisoned if you are deceived, and you will not hide the hidden weapon of the spring..." He thought Asking them to check their weapons exchange has no other meaning, it's just a habitual disease.

But this kind of words is impossible for a swordsman, how can he leave the sword in hand, Ximen Chuuxue's sword has never been touched by others.

So Lu Xiaofeng turned to look at him, and explained in a low voice: "He just did his duty and said what he should say. As for whether to answer or not, it is Ye Gucheng and Ximen's own business." will agree.

But Ye Gucheng agreed almost without thinking too much.Although Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a long time, he nodded slowly, and they all chose to let Lu Xiaofeng check their swords.

Lu Xiaofeng, who couldn't look straight at all, "..."

Luo Nan's eyes flickered, and a sarcastic color flashed in his black eyes for no apparent reason.

After inspecting the sword under the eyes of everyone, the forced Lu Xiaofeng walked back with a blank expression, replied to Sikong Zaixing, put one hand on Luonan's shoulder, and said flatly: "He is bleeding."

As if to reflect what he said, Ye Gucheng's face was pale and old, his movements of holding the sword were a little slow, and he kept coughing, but he still straightened his chest, stared at the sword in his hand, and made a move. ...pretentiously.

But Ximen Chuuxue was staring at his snow-white clothes, which were stained with a large amount of blood, his face was slightly dark, and everyone realized this matter belatedly.

After Ye Gucheng took a deep breath and said please, Ximen Chuuxue clenched the scabbard tightly and looked at Luonan.

When those cold star eyes swept over, the oppressive murderous aura could not be ignored, Lu Xiaofeng walked forward subconsciously, meeting Ximen Chuuxue's murderous aura.

He understood what Ximen Chuuxue meant, and he handed over Ye Gucheng's injury to Luo Nan, but now, Ye Gucheng's injury was even worse.

And Luonan couldn't help but blinked innocently, his expression still indifferent.

The counterfeit pretends to be injured, which cannot be blamed on him at all, and with Ye Gucheng's current skills, if he really fights Ximen Chuuxue, then Ximen Chuuxue will only have to die.

"If you don't want to die, come back after a month, and I'll wait for you for a month too." After Ximen Chuuxue said this, he flew away without looking at Luonan again.

"What a pity." Luo Nan smacked his mouth, regretting that Ximen Chuuxue didn't see the real face of the counterfeit.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and looked at Ye Gucheng, and asked Luonan, "Didn't you say he's fine?"

"I'm saying that Ye Gucheng is fine." Luo Nan said casually, his eyes swept over Tang Tianzong who was running behind Ye Gucheng, and said slowly: "It's not him."

Tang Sect poison hit the counterfeit, and the counterfeit was no longer in the mood to complete the plan, and almost rolled to Tang Tianzong's feet begging for the antidote.

With this gesture, coupled with the fact that he quickly tore off the human skin mask, Sikong Zhaixing exclaimed: "He's not Ye Gucheng!?"

Lu Xiaofeng recognized this person at a glance, the man in black who used to be Du Tongxuan's bodyguard, how could he come to be Ye Gucheng's substitute.

The man in black soon died under the poisonous sand of chasing souls. Tang Tianzong tried to save him again, but he had no choice. Sikong Zhaixing looked at the scene before him, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "What the hell is going on? What? Even I am confused."

He couldn't help but think of the person who gave him a ribbon, this matter seems to be a bit deep.

"Luonan!" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly turned to stare at Luonan, "What do you know? Where is Ye Gucheng?"

Looking at Lu Xiaofeng with a gloomy face, Luo Nan couldn't help sighing, and the system yelled in his ear again.

[System prompt: The decisive battle of the Legend of Lu Xiaofeng in Gulong is about to end, and the emperor is in danger of life. Please the host go to save the emperor immediately, otherwise the main world will collapse and the host will return to the void. 】

Suddenly, with a click, a bloody head rolled down from the ridge of the hall, followed by a headless corpse in the uniform of a Ouchi guard.

Luo Nan didn't even look at the corpse, but grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's hand, raised the corners of his lips, and said with a half-smile: "Have you not seen it yet? Ye Gucheng wants to rebel today, he should It's already in the emperor's study."

When he said these words, the faces of the people around him turned pale, and Wei Ziyun rushed over almost instinctively, pointing the sword in his hand at Luonan, with an ugly expression, "Hero Luo, I hope you can speak well Clear, otherwise...."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Nan had forcefully pulled Lu Xiaofeng away from the roof.

Sikong Zhaixing flew up immediately, but after running for a while, the two people in front of him could not even be seen. He wiped his face in a very haggard manner, realizing that his lightness kung fu might not be as good as Luo Nan's.

But at this time, he saw Ximen Chuuxue who was looking up at the moon and didn't know what his expression was. Sikong Zhaixing didn't strike up a conversation with him, but looked at the honest monk who was looking down at the ground, and couldn't help asking: "Monk , do you know what's going on?"

The honest monk shook his head and said: "The monk doesn't know, and those who know will die soon."

The author has something to say: the next chapter

Will Ye Gucheng blow snow with Ximen to the top of the Forbidden City?

This duel is not a fair duel

After the next chapter, the book enters its third phase

The story of Li Xunhuan is about to unfold~~~~ If you like Biaojiao, please look forward to Biaojiao

Say goodbye to Little Phoenix~~

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