[Comprehensive] Flying Knife and Sword

September fifteenth.It is sunny and the full moon is in the sky.

The gate of the palace, which has always been sparsely populated, is rarely visited by people, but it is chill and quiet, and there is no sense of excitement. Upon closer inspection, everyone who walked quickly into the gate of the palace was covered without exception. .

"How come there are so many people?" Lu Xiaofeng frowned, puzzled.

Although Ye Zhanyan knew why, it was not easy to explain to him at this time, so he could only say in a low voice: "Let's go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony first, there are so many people, not all of them may be able to go."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng panicked: "Forget it, just wait below, if something goes wrong accidentally, I will be hunted down by Ximen!"

"You don't need to worry about this." Ye Zhanyan pursed her lips, and looked at Lian Nishang who came with her, "Someone took me up."

"It doesn't matter if someone takes it, it's such a high place!" Lu Xiaofeng still tried to convince her.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, the person standing behind Ye Zhanyan had already flown up with Ye Zhanyan.

He had never seen such a terrifying lightness kung fu, it was so easy and freehand as if he was simply helping someone to go two steps away, so much so that even Sikong Zhaixing, who was proud of being the best in the world in lightness kung fu, was dumbfounded. It took a while to react and hesitantly said: "Then... who is that?"

Lu Xiaofeng was also dumbfounded: "I don't know either."

The top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The martial arts people who came to watch the battle stared intently at Ximen Chuuxue who was standing in the center with closed eyes and resting his mind. His sword hadn't been drawn yet, but the aura around him was so chilling that it made people daunted.

He was waiting, and so were the spectators.

Waiting for the arrival of Baiyun City Lord.

Lu Xiaofeng explained a few words to the commander of the inner guard who could hardly contain his anger, and then flew up to the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Sikong Zaixing left a place for him, and he asked in a low voice as he squeezed over, "Ye Is the lonely city still here?"

Ye Zhanyan was on their right side, looked up at the full moon in the sky, and replied softly: "Hurry up."

She also covered her face, only showing a pair of black and white clear eyes.Lu Xiaofeng originally thought that he would see worry or panic in these eyes, but unexpectedly, there was nothing.

"Who do you think will win?" He still couldn't help asking.

Ye Zhanyan thought that you would stop caring about this question in a while, but she still answered the question, "I asked someone to bet 5000 taels of flat for me."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

After she finished answering, she continued: "What about you? Did you gamble on your luck?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "...No."

But Sikong Zhaixing laughed a few times after hearing this, and interjected: "I bought Ximen Chuixue to win."

As soon as this sentence was finished, a white figure suddenly flashed in midair.

He flew towards them in the moonlight, his broad robes and long hair fluttered in the wind, making one feel like an exiled celestial being.

Lu Xiaofeng watched the two swordsmen in white cast their eyes on each other and said with a long sigh: "After so many years, Ximen has fulfilled a wish."

Ye Zhanyan pursed his lips, looked at "Ye Gucheng" intently, and after a while turned to Sikong Zhaixing and asked, "Have you seen Ye Gucheng before?"

Sikong Zhaixing stroked his chin and gave a dry laugh: "I've seen it, but I guess he doesn't know me."

That's right, a thief like him must have been to Baiyun City.

But with his personality, if he dies, he will only look at Ye Gucheng from a distance, and never dare to go up to him and make friends with him.

While they were talking, both Ximen Chuixue and "Ye Gucheng" had drawn their swords.

Han Mang suddenly realized that the sword light filled the sky, and the wind seemed to stop at this moment. In the silence, it was Ximen Chuuxue who spoke first.

"Please."

He was younger than Ye Gucheng, and he became famous later than Ye Gucheng. At this time, Ye Gucheng actually wanted to make the first move. There was an uproar among the crowd, and many people probably thought he was crazy.

What surprised them even more was that "Ye Gucheng" didn't even have any intention of letting him go back, and he directly attacked with a sword in his hand.

"Why is Ye Gucheng's sword so much slower than the one I saw in the Nanwang Mansion?" Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled, "Could it be that he also deliberately let Ximen blow the snow?"

Ye Zhanyan shook his head and said softly, "No."

He's not giving in, he's just really not going any faster.

If anyone can pretend to be Ye Gucheng at random, then his name of "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky" will become a joke?

Ye Gucheng would not have such a slow sword, and everyone who has fought against him knows this.

So the next moment Ye Zhanyan heard a suspicious voice from the rear right: "How could the Lord Baiyun make such a mistake?"

What he was talking about was the movement of "Ye Gucheng" who almost failed to hold the sword just now.

In fact, not only that person, but even many people who have never seen Ye Gucheng before are wondering about this matter.

Counting the time, Ye Zhanyan felt that it was almost time, and immediately stepped forward and said loudly: "That is naturally because he is not Ye Gucheng at all."

When she finished speaking, she looked back at Lu Xiaofeng, there was still a smile hidden in her eyes, and after a pause, she continued: "You have always been very smart, is it possible that you haven't figured it out yet?"

"What did you figure out?" Sikong Zhaixing approached and asked, he habitually rested his chin on Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder as before, but he didn't expect to be pushed away this time.

"Wei Ziyun!" Lu Xiaofeng yelled anxiously and fled down to the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, leaving a group of knight-errants who were startled by his voice looking at each other on the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

And the moment he landed, Ximen Chuuxue's sword pierced the chest of "Ye Gucheng" at the same time!

The white-clothed swordsman fell down like a falling leaf, Ye Zhanyan reached out to stop Sikong Zhaixing who wanted to chase down, pointed to the fake person not far away with a smile and said to him: "If I'm not mistaken, his face The person/skin/mask/tool ​​on it belongs to the Tang Sect, do you want to see it?"

Sikong Zhaixing's eyes lit up, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string, reached out his hand to grab the body of "Ye Gucheng" before it was about to roll down, and skillfully stretched out his hand to tear it up!

Those who were farther away from them were startled by this scene, obviously they believed Ye Zhanyan's words.

No one expected that this "Ye Gucheng" who had been pierced through his chest would suddenly raise his hand when Sikong Zhaixing was squatting aside to study the man/skin/mask/mask, and covered his ears with lightning speed. Shoots a poisonous caltrop.

Ye Zhanyan subconsciously wanted to use the hidden weapon on his body to block it, but before he could make a move, he heard a ding.

Lian Nishang deftly knocked it away with the scabbard.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to say thank you, she heard Lian Nishang speak first: "Don't do anything, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Ye Zhanyan nodded, and the corners of her lips under the veil also curled up.

At the same time, Lu Xiaofeng, who rushed to the place where the emperor was with the guards, was also staring at the scene in the study with a face of astonishment.

He originally thought he would see the scene of the emperor being held hostage, after all, Ye Zhanyan had already made it so obvious, obviously to remind him that the real Ye Gucheng is here at this time——

The real Ye Gucheng is indeed here, but he is not against the emperor as he thought, and even licked the corner of his lower lip when he saw him leading someone in.

And the emperor on the dragon chair was even more composed, and took the initiative to speak to Wei Ziyun who was behind Lu Xiaofeng: "It's just in time, let's take this rebellious minister and traitor to the prison first."

He was referring to Prince Nan who had fallen to the ground.

Lu Xiaofeng looked down, and saw that the dragon robe on Nan Wangshizi's body had been pierced by a sword, and he just passed out.

He was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look at Ye Gucheng. Just as he was about to ask out his doubts, the emperor raised his hand to stop him: "City Lord Ye is going to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to have a decisive battle with others."

Ye Gucheng put away his sword and bowed to the emperor, then went out directly.

After he left, the emperor opened his mouth to tell Wei Ziyun: "City Master Ye just told Zhennan Wang and his son's private soldiers in Lingnan that all used Tangmen-made weapons, so the matter of Nanwang and his son must be suppressed for the time being." Don’t let anyone in the court know about it.”

What's more, he wanted to find out all the people who had been in contact with Nan Wang again.

Wei Ziyun bowed to answer, but Lu Xiaofeng was stunned when he heard it, this matter has something to do with Tang Sect?

The young man sitting on the dragon chair probably found his stunned look very interesting, so he smiled and said, "Don't you think Lu Shaoxia wants to watch the decisive battle between the owner of Ximen and the owner of Yecheng?"

Of course Lu Xiaofeng wanted to see it, so he immediately retreated, turned around, and ran towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

From the moon to the middle of the sky, the noisy crowd quieted down the moment the real Ye Gucheng appeared.

The wind fluttered, and the two white-clothed swordsmen standing facing each other were staring at each other intently, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

When Lu Xiaofeng went up to the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he happened to hear the senior who made him curious because of his unfathomable martial arts joked to Ye Zhanyan: "Do you really have no bias in your heart?"

Ye Zhanyan was silent for a rare moment, just when Lu Xiaofeng thought she would not answer this question, she heard her say again: "I only know that they will not die."

Neither Ye Gucheng nor Ximen Chuuxue are people who only have swords and duels in their eyes.

The two of them are not much different, how can they separate life and death when they are both worried about each other.

It is naturally the best situation to be unable to distinguish between life and death, but if something really happens...

She clenched her fist hidden under her sleeve, and did not speak again.

Before coming here, Lian Nishang was afraid that she couldn't help but want to do something, so she told her to throw away all the hidden weapons she always had on her body, and she did exactly as she did, leaving only one thing in her hand.

That thing has been with her since she was in her early teens until now, and she hasn't left her body for so many years, even tonight.

After all, Lian Nishang didn't know what the real Xiao Li Feidao was like, so he just assumed that she had indeed removed all hidden weapons, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Zhanyan sighed inwardly, and turned his gaze to the two people standing opposite each other not far away.

She heard Lu Xiaofeng click his tongue and asked her: "You already knew about King Nan?"

At this point, there is no point in denying it, so she simply nodded and admitted: "Yes, Ximen also knows."

There is no need to say the rest, and Lu Xiaofeng is obviously not the kind of person who would ask why the two of them still had to fight in this case.

At this time, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue had already made their first sword.

The sword light scattered away amidst the sound of the wind, almost taking away the brilliance of the full moon in the sky, the cold air rose everywhere, and the silver light pierced the moon!

This kind of swordsmanship, this kind of sword, this kind of swordsman, this kind of duel.

No one can look away.

But even if they didn't move their eyes, few people could clearly see the movements of these two people.

Ye Gucheng's sword walks lightly, and you can get a glimpse of it from the name of his proud move. People are like flying immortals, and swords are also like flying immortals. It is a sword technique that mortal swordsmen can't use at all; and Ximen Fubuki is the other way around, he uses the simplest moves, everyone can do it, but no one can use his effect.

Among the crowd watching the battle, there are many people who understand swords. After ten moves, some people have sighed: "This duel is not so much a competition of sword skills, but a comparison of their understanding of swords."

In fact, this is indeed the case, but what he didn't say is that even if the winner is divided, it doesn't mean who has a better understanding.

Throughout the ages, mediocre swordsmen are the most indispensable in the world. Why can't those mediocre swordsmen use such swords?

In addition to not being talented enough, it was also because they never believed in their own swords.

As for the two people in front of them, probably since they started practicing swords until now, they haven't thought about it even for a moment.

This is the difference between them and most swordsmen in the world.

It is also the reason why they must have a war.

As time passed, Ye Gucheng's movements became faster and faster, and Ximen Chuuxue's response also became faster and faster. The aura of the two of them had reached the highest level at this moment!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this duel has reached its most tense moment.

The crowd who were still whispering and discussing was so quiet at this moment that everyone could clearly hear their own heartbeat.

Both swords moved towards each other with determination, and when the tip of the sword was only a hair away from each other, the two of them suddenly changed their expressions together!

"Why..." Lu Xiaofeng choked on his throat before he could utter a single word.

No one expected that a third sword would suddenly appear!What's more, he didn't expect it to go in the direction of Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng.

"Who is this?"

"What does he want to do?"

"...God..."

Discussions continued one after another, and the sword's edge had already directly bullied the two intersecting swords!

If those two people told the people who came to watch the battle to know the difference between swords during the decisive battle, the person who made the sudden move made them realize the difference between swords.

He was so fast that no one could see him clearly, yet he seemed to be so overbearing that no one could stop him.

After the sound of "Zheng", the sword in Ye Gucheng's hand and the sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand broke in unison!

All of a sudden there was no sound.

Everyone was looking at him, but he lowered his head and put away his sword.

Even Lian Nishang was stunned, and it took a while to react.

"This man's swordsmanship..." couldn't be more arrogant, couldn't be more unreasonable.

She originally thought that her son was already a leader in this way, but she never expected that there would be a more terrifying person in this arena.

It was so terrifying that even she was not sure of victory.

Originally, she followed up to prevent the duel between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng when something unexpected happened, so as not to affect the relationship between her son and daughter-in-law if something went wrong.

But she thought that even if she tried her best just now, she might not be able to achieve this level.

She turned her head to glance at Ye Zhanyan, but saw that she was stunned there for a long time and couldn't recover.

Also stunned were Lu Xiaofeng and Mu Taoist who was also masked not far away.

They have seen such unreasonable and brutal swordsmanship before, and there is only one person in this world who can use such a swordsmanship.

Lu Xiaofeng opened his mouth, but he still didn't speak.

He didn't speak, but the person who made the move at the last moment did.

Like all the people watching the battle, this person only showed a pair of eyes, looking at Ximen Chuuxue calmly.

"Treat her well."

If Ye Gucheng needed a little time to react, Ximen Chuuxue recognized who he was the moment the sword stabbed at him. Hearing him say such a sentence at this moment, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I Not you."

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