Swipe the Sword to Fight the Clouds [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

"Master Ximen, how have I offended you, my unworthy apprentice?"

Following the sound of an old male voice, the sound of small footsteps stopped outside this courtyard in Baiyun City Lord's Mansion.Although Ye Gucheng and Fuyue were about to get married, the gates of Baiyun City, which had not been in contact with the Central Plains for a long time, were opened, and the guest rooms in the White Cloud City Lord's Mansion, which had been useless since its establishment, finally played their due role.However, the courtyard where Zhixi and Yu Luocha were located was the inner courtyard of the Baiyun City Lord's Mansion, even though all these guests rushed over, no one dared to come in.

Not casually entering the inner courtyard of the host's house is not only out of awe of Ye Gucheng, but also a basic rule when going out as a guest.Even martial arts people who are informal will not break this rule at will.This time, if Dugu Yihe hadn't seen that the murderous aura around "Ximen Chuuxue" was directed at his disciples, then he would not have rushed into Zhixi's courtyard.

It's just that for Emei, who is indifferent, these few direct disciples of Dugu Yihe are too precious, so precious that any one of them cannot be easily damaged.

"Lord Ximen?" Tingfeng's lips curled up in a very sinister arc, and the two double knives were inserted into the scabbards in front of everyone, and then he raised his eyebrows at Dugu Yihe, and said mockingly: " At this moment, I believe that these women are your apprentices."

What he said was a bit inexplicable. Before the people present could understand the meaning of his words, they heard Tingfeng Liangliang say word by word: "It's all like this...with eyes but without eyes."

A sudden gust of wind happened to lift up the long hair that slightly blocked Ting Feng's eyes, and those lake blue eyes shone with an almost monstrous color, but they were so clearly reflected in the eyes of everyone present.

Those so-called Jianghu seniors who want to reprimand this "Ximen Zhuangzhu" are too arrogant, and all the disrespectful words of seniors are stuck in their throats. The closest to Tingfeng, he can see his strange eyes most clearly. Dugu Yihe also opened his eyes wide in shock.

"You...your eyes..." Lonely Yihe pointed to Tingfeng's strange eyes, and suddenly remembered a person he had met by chance a few years ago.That man is a well-deserved overlord of the desert, with decisive methods and secretive thoughts, it only makes people suspect that he may be the reincarnation of gods and demons.To this day, Dugu Yihe still can't recall what his life was like, but he still remembers his pair of blue eyes and black eyes.

Dugu Yihe knew in his heart that the person he met more than ten years ago could not be Tingfeng, but the young man in front of him has such a pair of eyes, it must be the blood of that person.

Ting Feng turned his wrist a little impatiently, and directly grabbed his mother's shoulders, his voice was filled with internal force, and it reached everyone's ears clearly: "Are you all deaf or something? Ninth Young Master and Ximen Chuuxue are twin brothers of the same mother, don't you people know what twin brothers mean?"

After thinking about it, Tingfeng sent his mother to his father gently, and after Yu Luosha took over Tingfeng's position and hugged Zhixi, he didn't see how Tingfeng moved, just two lights and shadows In a flash, a big tree surrounded by four people in Baiyun City Lord's Mansion was broken into four parts and fell in all directions.

Have you ever seen such a cold and decisive blade?Have you ever seen such ethereal movements?Because of Ting Feng's sudden two knives, the Jianghu people present couldn't help but widen their eyes.The chill was like a cold snake, climbing up their backs bit by bit, choking their throats.

If this kind of knife is not aimed at splitting the tree, but at themselves... Everyone can't help shrinking their necks, for fear that the next moment the knife will flash, and they will be decapitated.

The identity of the young man in front of him was clearly revealed, only then did Dugu Yihe notice the white-haired man who had been standing beside them just now but had never said a word.After all, Dugu Yihe is an old man, he soon realized that it was not he who noticed the white-haired man, but the white-haired man let go of the aura around him, which made Dugu Yihe notice him.

Dugu Yihe is already a highly respected senior in the world, and even the one-year-old Ximen Chuuxue has not been able to compete with him.However, he clearly realized that if the white-haired man in front of him suddenly started to attack, then even he might not be able to stand up to it.

Behind this white-haired man are two swords.Dugu Yihe thought carefully about the swift and sharp knife that Ninth Young Master made just now.Then, he found... faded away, although the white-haired man in front of him didn't make any trouble, and his two knives were not even unsheathed, they were just quietly carried by him behind his back, but the long knives had souls. In front of the two swords that had harvested an unknown number of lives, but were not tainted with a trace of evil spirit, the shock brought by Jiu Gongzi's amazingly talented two swords suddenly faded away.

Dugu Yihe's eyes widened, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but he still felt his throat was dry and burning.He forced himself to suppress the churning internal breath, and asked that person, "Who is your Excellency?"

timid.

This is a feeling that Dugu Yihe has not experienced for decades.He is not a calm and gentle person, and it is not an exaggeration to describe his temper as violent.It can be said that along the way, if there is even a shred of timidity in his heart, then he may die halfway.

Going forward indomitably, this is the indomitable character of the martial arts masters, and it is also the wisdom that can only be obtained after several times of life and death.

But at this moment, Dugu Yihe seems to have forgotten this point, the person in front of him has not revealed his identity, but Dugu Yihe is actually timid.

Although this kind of emotion was small, it spread rapidly among the people present like a virus.Some people who are also famous in the rivers and lakes are okay, but among those fledgling young people, some even unconsciously took several big steps back when they were just caught by Yu Luocha's eyes.

How powerful a person is can crush these people who have been ups and downs in the rivers and lakes for several years, and their blades and swords have licked their blood.How terrifying is a person's control to control this torrential momentum freely?

These two questions seem to never have an answer, but the existence of Yu Luosha is clearly telling everyone that such a person exists.

Yu Luocha's eyes were filled with the same sarcasm as Tingfeng's, and his chin raised a defiant arc towards Dugu Yihe, and for those Emei boys who were trembling because of his son's two knives, Yu Luocha Rakshasa didn't even bother to cast a glance.

He just gently brushed a strand of long hair scattered around his cheek for his wife in his arms, and then impatiently waved at Dugu Yihe, saying: "Your good apprentice covets my son-in-law, It's also quite disrespectful to my wife, what's wrong with my brat venting his anger for his mother?"

Yu Luocha bit the word "coveting" very hard.And as if afraid that everyone would not know who he was talking about, the aura around Yu Luocha directly pressed towards Sun Xiuqing, and an invisible internal force directly pressed the already pale Sun Xiuqing to the ground, while the person standing beside her Ma Xiuzhen did not feel the slightest change in the atmosphere around her.

——How can this person's control over breath be as simple as "has entered the realm of perfection"?It has almost reached the point where he can do whatever he wants, and everything in the world is for him to use.

There are not many people who dare to call themselves "this seat" in the Jianghu, and Tingfeng has admitted that he is the Ninth Young Master just now, so the identity of Yu Luocha is not difficult for some well-informed Jianghu people to guess.

"It's Yu Luocha! Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Devil Cult!" A person yelled out in shock, and then, like a drop of water dripping into boiling oil, the people in the entire courtyard exploded.But immediately, they took a step back in a tacit understanding.

It's not that I haven't heard about the life experience of the little lady that Ye Gucheng is going to marry before, but knowing that her father is Yu Luocha is different from actually seeing Yu Luocha himself.In the same way, knowing that Yu Luocha is the father of Ximen Chuuxue and Jiu Gongzi is different from seeing them with their own eyes.

In the suffocating silence, a white-clothed and black-haired swordsman walked in.His pace was not fast, and even the sound of his footsteps was not as clear and shallow as before. It seemed that he deliberately emphasized it to the point where these people in the rivers and lakes could hear him clearly.He walked in step by step, as if stepping on the hearts of everyone with every step.

It's an uncommon sight.

The three men were similar in stature and similar in appearance.When they stood together, no one would doubt the blood relationship between them, but unfortunately, their temperaments were very different.Insolent and domineering, evil and reckless, or as cold as ice and snow.They were all dressed in white, but the same white was worn by the three with different auras.

Yu Luocha's white robe is loose, and the hood usually covers the face, and the chest, waist and abdomen are also exposed|exposing a large area of ​​skin.This is a very strong exotic style of clothing, with a free and easy and wanton meaning.Yu Luocha would not pay attention to the rules of the Central Plains people, because for him, he himself is the rules.

And Tingfeng's white clothes are exquisite.Although the clothes on his body look plain white, but when the sun shines down, you can see tiny spots of light on the clothes. You can only see it if you look closely. It is white or silver made by an embroiderer with excellent embroidery skills. The pattern embroidered with fine silk thread.

Ximen Chuuxue was dressed in extremely pure white, without any decorations on his white clothes, and he didn't even tie his hair up, but tied his long black hair with a ribbon and tied it behind his head.His clothes are like Ximen Chuuxue himself, pure, cold, and pursuing the ultimate.

Ximen Chuuxue stood still in front of Zhixi.In the past, he hadn't grown to Zhixi's waist, but now, Ximen Chuuxue is already a very tall young man.He bent down, ignored everyone's staring eyes, and just asked, "Mother, did someone make you angry?"

The few "Mother" that Feng just yelled loudly just now were not as shocking as Ximen Chuuxue's understatement of inquiry.People in the world always have the impression of Ximen Chuuxue's sword.Someone once asserted that Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship would be infinitely close to that of a god.And his journey of learning swordsmanship at the age of three, his first glimpse at the age of seven, and his success in learning at the age of fifteen, and his growth journey without failure so far seems to reflect this point.

Has Ximen Chuuxue ever had such a low-key moment?Those who had dealt with Ximen Chuuxue briefly wanted to pinch themselves hard to see if they were delirious and hallucinating.

Because of Ximen Chuuxue's actions, everyone's eyes finally dared to fall on the woman who had been upside down in the arms of Ninth Young Master and Yu Luocha, but was always properly protected.Such a special color in the world is indeed something that you will never forget once you see it.It is precisely because of this that someone has already screamed: "Isn't this Doctor Xiaoye from Renyitang?"

His words were quickly covered by the people around him, but Zhixi still heard them.Zhixi rolled her eyes with a smile, walked out from Yu Luocha's arms, went to the young man who looked very young at first glance, and smiled gently at him, "Do you know Fuyue?"

Zhixi didn't call out her baby girl's baby name in front of everyone, because firstly, such a name is only suitable for relatives and friends, and secondly, even if she called it out, the little girl would probably be confused.

It was probably because Zhixi's smile was too warm and kind, and the nervousness in that young man's body was gradually soothed.He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, blinked his eyes, and said naively: "In March, I had an emergency, which happened to be near Doctor Xiaoye's Zhihe Hall. Doctor Xiaoye cured me."

It turned out to be her little girl's patient, Zhixi nodded, and unexpectedly grabbed the young man's wrist... and began to feel his pulse.Not long after, Zhixi showed a look of satisfaction and pride on her face. She patted the young man on the shoulder, but said happily to Yu Luocha: "Our Fuyue is already very powerful. I'm a doctor, I'm a mother, I'm afraid I can only do this kind of emergency."

Mentioning the youngest daughter, the temperature around Jade Raksha seems to have warmed up a bit.He glanced at the frightened young man who was at a loss, snorted coldly, and then said: "Our daughter is naturally good." He glanced at Ximen Chuixue and Tingfeng, and Yu Luocha continued: "Much better than her two worry-free brothers."

Ximen Chuixue and Tingfeng, no matter the former or the latter, rarely do anything according to Jade Raksha's will, and Tingfeng loves to choke with Jade Raksha even more.However, this time, the two of them didn't say anything—it was a rare agreement with what Yu Luocha said.

It's a family scandal that father and son run on each other.However, how many people in this world dare to read the jokes of the Western Demon Cult?So, even though Yu Luocha and the others didn't care about the opinions of the people around them, these people still lowered their heads obediently, pretending that they were deaf and dumb.

Ximen Chuuxue knew that his mother was actually distracting from his question just now, and it also implied that he should not care about those Emei female disciples.Ximen Chuuxue will not disobey his mother, but that doesn't mean he will acquiesce to the matter.

For Ximen Chuuxue, love and hatred between men and women are trivial matters, not worth mentioning at all.If one day he marries a wife in the future, and someone covets his wife, he may not even bother.But now this person is coveting his sister's things, so Ximen Chuuxue can't pretend that nothing happened.

Taking a cold look at Sun Xiuqing who fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, Ximen Chuixue said: "From now on, Wanmei Villa is not about the business of Emei in the middle of Sichuan."

"What?" Ma Xiuzhen exclaimed, almost blacking out—yes, no one knows better than she, who is in charge of Emei's general affairs, what Ximen Chuuxue's casual sentence of "no longer doing business" means to Emei.

The author has something to say: Zhixi: My man and son look like copy-and-paste, it’s exhausting QAQ

Ximen Fuxue: ...

Tingfeng: Mother, won't your conscience hurt?You and your niece are copying and pasting, okay?

Yu Luocha: Ma'am, I think if we have another one, we should be like you in some places and me in some places.

People in the Jianghu eat melons: We are the ones who are really tired, okay... Humanoid weapon x3 is definitely not a simple addition, okay?The rivers and lakes are so dangerous, I just want to eat melons in peace.

☆, close to the splash first.