Just like in the battle of Xiuye ​​Bridge, when Ye Gucheng saw that nothing could be done, he immediately flew away without anyone stopping him.

In his heart, as long as he wanted to escape, he could escape even if it was inside the palace.

Ye Gucheng's man and sword have merged into speed, which is not only exciting, but also

It's a very pleasant stimulation.

Fast horses, fast boats, fast cars and light kung fu can all give people this kind of enjoyment.

However, if you are on the run, you will not experience this kind of pleasure and excitement. Ye Gucheng is a very happy person.

People who like speed always like to use their lightness skills alone to face the wind and fly under the moon on the sea, in the snow-white city, on nights when the moon is white and the wind is clear.

Whenever this happens, he always feels extremely peaceful.

At this time, the first month of the lunar month was white and the wind was clear, and this place was the Golden Tower and Jade Pass. He had used his fastest speed, but his heart was very confused.

He was on the run, and he had many things he couldn't figure out - what mistakes and loopholes were there in this plan? How did Chen Zhao discover this secret? How did it come about? No one could give him an answer, just like no one knew,

Where did the wind blowing on his face at this moment come from?

The moonlight was miserable, as if in the shadow of the imperial city in front of the fog, there was a person standing quietly, dressed in white like snow.

Ye Gucheng couldn't see the person clearly. He just saw a figure that was whiter than the fog and whiter than the moon.

But of course he knew who this man was.

The opponent could only be Ximen Chuixue, so Ye Gucheng's figure suddenly stopped.

At this time, even if he was surrounded by a large army, even if his body was found on the spot a moment later, he had to stop.

Because if he didn't stop, Ximen Chuixue's sharp blow would come overwhelmingly.

He is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of dying under Ximen Chuixue's sword, but he cannot be killed directly by Ximen Chuixue without repaying the sword.

This is too cheap.

When their eyes met, it was like sharp swords striking each other. Neither side had any success, but this static pressure was stronger and more terrifying than the dynamic pressure.

A fallen leaf floated over, between the two of them, and fell immediately, unable to even be blown by the wind.

After a heated exchange of words, the two of them both drew their swords.

The end of the land is the end of the world, the end of the words is the sword.

At this moment, sword light flew up, but it was not their sword.

Ye Gucheng turned around and realized that he was surrounded on all sides, almost forming a human wall. Dozens of swords shining with cold light were almost like a net.

There are not only sword nets, but also spear forests and sword mountains.

The golden sword reflects the bright moon, the cold light shines on the iron clothes, and the majesty and evil spirit in the Forbidden City are beyond anyone's imagination.

The four great swordsmen of the Forbidden City stood side by side, surrounded by countless Forbidden Army soldiers.

Wei Ziyun, who has always been calm and collected, now has beads of sweat on the tip of his nose. He wields a long sword and controls the entire army. His eyes have never left Ye Gucheng, and he said in a deep voice: "Lord of Ziyun City?"

Ye Gucheng nodded.

Wei Ziyun said: "The city lord is outside the sky, his sword is like a flying immortal, and people are like flying immortals. Why bother to be relegated to the mortal world and do such an unwise thing?"

Ye Gucheng said: "You don't understand?"

Wei Ziyun said: "I don't understand."

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "You don't understand this kind of thing."

Wei Ziyun, "Maybe I don't understand, but..."

"Desert Condor" Tu Wan rushed to say: "But we understand that committing such a crime like yours is a death sentence involving death by a thousand cuts and implicating the nine tribes."

Although he became famous for his eagle claws in Qinggong, after middle age, he also used a sword.

The blade of his sword is long and narrow, and it seems to be similar to the swords used by the disciples of the Hainan Sword Sect. In fact, his swordsmanship is the true inheritance of Kunlun.

Ye Gucheng looked at his sword from the corner of his eyes and sneered: "Do you know what crime you committed?"

Tu Wan couldn't understand this sentence.

Ye Gucheng said: "You are not good at practicing swordsmanship, and you are not good at swordsmanship. If you dare to be rude to me, you are also committing a capital crime."

Tu Wan's expression became even more gloomy, he moved his sword and was about to charge forward immediately.

As soon as he rushed forward, others would certainly not sit back and watch. Even if Ye Gucheng had unparalleled swordsmanship, in this moment, he would be killed with corpses lying on the ground, blood splattered five steps away.

But before he could rush out, someone stopped him.

Ximen Chuixue suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Tu Wandao: "What are you waiting for?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "Listen to what I have to say first."

At this moment, even though Ximen Chuixue wanted to speak, no one could help but listen.

Wei Ziyun nodded and Tu Wan paused.

Ximen Chuixue said: "I learned swordsmanship when I was seven years old, and I have been successful in it for seven years. I haven't met an opponent yet."

Ye Gucheng suddenly sighed, interrupted him, and said: "I'm afraid it's too cold at high places...How can people like them know how lonely people are at high places? Why do you have to tell them?

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Ximen Chuixue said: "I just want to fight you. You understand, I understand, and they all understand too."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came:

"I sit in a well and look at the sky. I am arrogant and arrogant. After practicing swordsmanship for a few days, I feel that it is too cold up there. I am so embarrassed that I don't even know how to write."

As the voice came out, the crowd parted. Chen Zhao walked over with his hands behind his back, strode over, looked at the two swordsmen surrounding him, and sneered: "I'm afraid it's cold in the high places.

Are the words worthy of you saying them in front of me?"

Ye Gucheng's face suddenly turned red.

No one had ever said such a thing to his face.

The top masters in the world can't do it, Mu Taoist can't do it, Nan Wang and his son can't do it!

Not even the emperor!

But when the person in front of him said this, he was unable to refute.

The Battle of Hideno Bridge had left a deep impression on him.

Ximen Chuixue suddenly said: "Master Chen!"

"You say it and I listen."

Ximen Chuixue said: "At this moment, I just want to fight with Lord Ye City. I don't care about life, death, honor or disgrace."

Chen Zhao sneered: "I don't care if you take it easy or not, I just want to take down Ye Gucheng. If you help him, you will die."

As soon as these words came out, Wei Ziyun and others broke out in cold sweat.

The two people opposite are peerless swordsmen!

Although I heard that in the battle of Songjiang Hideno Bridge, Chen Zhao swept through all the heroes, I also heard that two peerless swordsmen were present.

But since the two still have the intention to duel, it seems that Chen Zhao's martial arts did not exceed their expectations.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If the two of them join forces, can Mr. Chen withstand it?

If you can't stand it...

Wei Ziyun didn't dare to think about it.

Ximen Chuixue's eyes seemed to be staring into the distance, and he said slowly: "What's the joy of life, what's the fear of death, if you can get an opponent like the Lord of Baiyun City, you will die without regrets. Mr. Chen, I hope you can do it."

Chen Zhao shook his head: "Although you two were present at the battle of Xiuye ​​Bridge, I didn't take it to heart."

"It's just that since I met Nan Wang and his son at Xuanwu Lake this spring, I have been impeached. I went to Jinmen and was besieged by officers and soldiers. When I arrived in Jinmen, I was targeted by local colleagues. Who is behind all this? Ye Gucheng

, can you answer me?"

Ye Gucheng was speechless.

He is sincere in his sword, and naturally he does not care about the life and death of the people in the world.

He would also know that helping King Nan to ascend the throne and plot to kill Chen Zhao would definitely offend Chen Zhao.

But Ye Gucheng never took it to heart.

But at this moment, facing the enemy's backlash, he could only remain silent.

Ximen Chuixue took a long breath: "Master Chen is pressing forward step by step. If Lord Ye and I join forces, can you stop him?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became cold.

A murderous atmosphere filled the whole place.

If the two peerless swordsmen join forces, even if the Imperial Forbidden Army surrounds them with all their strength, they will not be able to stop them.

"Hahahahaha..." Chen Zhao looked up to the sky and laughed, not taking Ximen Chuixue's threat to heart at all: "It's really a frog in the well! You two draw your swords!"
To be continued...