The roof of the hall is covered with golden glazed tiles, which looks like a golden world under the moon.

A total of thirty or forty people, including Lin Yi, Qiao Feng, Wu Xianya, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Songshan Thirteen Taibao and others, came here.

As for Master Miejue, the Seven Sons of Quanzhen and many heroes in the world, they can only watch the battle at His Highness Taihe.

There is no way, if you don’t meet the standards of light skills, you can’t get up!

Zhui Ming stood beside Lin Yi with a very embarrassed expression and said with a wry smile: "I gave Brother Lin six ribbons, but more than a hundred people came. I don't know where these ribbons came from?"

"Of course it was flown out of the hands of people who could get color-changing silk." Lin Yi smiled slightly, as if he was pointing something.

Zhui Ming is one of the four famous arresters of the Shenhou Mansion. He investigates cases and reasoning are all basic skills. Of course, he understands it and smiles bitterly: "This kind of thing cannot be found in a moment or three moments, and now is not the time to get to the bottom of it."

Lin Yi nodded and said nothing more. He had already done what he had pursued for his life. As for the extra color-changing ribbons, it was done by the Prince of the Southern King and Ye Gucheng, and it had nothing to do with him.

At this time, someone heard someone say, "Ximen Chuxue is here!"

Sure enough, a figure in white appeared under the moonlight, with a floating figure, as if flying, and easily arrived above the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

All the heroes were shocked. Unexpectedly, in addition to swordsmanship, Ximen Chuxue was also extremely skillful in light skills.

The appearance of the sword god Ximen Chuxue immediately caused great heat in the live broadcast room. Lin Yi controlled the follow-up instrument and gave Ximen Chuxue one close-up after another.

Ximen Chuxue can be described in two words: cold and cool!

If you add one more word, it will be handsome!

A standard cool male god.

Not long after Ximen Chuxue arrived, someone heard someone say, "The Lord of Baiyun City is here!"

Sure enough, a figure in white appeared under the moonlight, with a floating figure, like a wind proof, with a high level of lightness, not inferior to anyone present.

Kou Zhong exclaimed: "I didn't expect Ye Gucheng to have such high light skills."

Xu Ziling smiled and said, "If the light skills are not high, how can we use that move of 'Flying Immortal from the Sky'?"

The moon is in the sky.

Whether it was the heroes of His Highness the Great, or Lin Yi and others above the Hall of Supreme Harmony, in front of and behind the ridge of the hall, they all looked at them with all concentration.

In addition, there are many people wearing imperial guards with swords in front of him. They are obviously masters of the inner world, and they also want to see the style of the two famous contemporary swordsmen.

The surroundings were surrounded by more than 100 people from the world who suddenly appeared, and the masters and imperial guards who were transferred were surrounded by the large internal masters and imperial guards, so as to avoid any chaos.

Ximen Chuxue had no expression on her face and was full of coldness. She raised the sword in her hand and said coldly: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The sword edge is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven kilograms and thirteen taels."

Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword!"

Ximen Chuxue said: "It's indeed a good sword!"

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said, "This sword is an overseas cold sword elite. It has a broken hair. The sword edge is three feet three, and the net weight is six kilograms and four liang."

Ximen Chuxue said: "Good sword!"

Ye Gucheng said: "It's a good sword!"

Although the swords of the two had been raised, the movement of the sword was still unsheathed. It was also an indispensable part of the sword technique. It was obviously a better match.

Ximen Chuxue's face was even colder, and his man still looked like a sword that had been sheathed out of the sheath, cold, sharp and sharp.

Ye Gucheng's face looked a little ugly, and he kept coughing gently.

When the heroes saw it, they all remembered the rumors that Ye Gucheng was injured in the hands of the Tang Sect. Now it seems that what they said is true.

Compared with Ximen Chuxue, he really looks much older and weaker. Some people can't help but show sympathy in their eyes. It's no longer possible to ask about the outcome of this battle.

Ximen Chuxue still had no expression on his face and turned a blind eye. He was a ruthless person.

His sword is even more ruthless!

Ye Gucheng finally raised his chest and said slowly: "The sharp sword is a weapon. I was practicing sword for thirty years and have been waiting to die under the sword anytime and at any time."

Ximen Chuxue was listening.

Ye Gucheng took a breath again before continuing: "So in today's battle, you and I don't have to show mercy under the sword. Isn't it a pity that those who learn swords can die under the sword of a master?"

Ximen Chuxue said: "Yes."

Some people couldn't help but clapped their hands in their hearts. What they saw was the battle of all-out strength between these two peerless swordsmen. If they had left their strength under the sword, what else could it be like to see in this battle?

Ye Gucheng took a deep breath and said, "Please."

Ximen Chuxue suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Ye Gucheng said: "Wait a minute?"

Ximen Chuxue said: "When the wound will no longer bleed."

Ye Gucheng said: "Who is injured? Who is bleeding?"

Ximen Chuxue said: "You!"

Ye Gucheng breathed, lowered his head, looked at his chest, and his body suddenly seemed to be shaking.

Everyone followed him and found that a bright red blood had oozed out of his snow-white clothes. He was indeed injured, and the wound was bleeding, but the proud man still gritted his teeth to deal with it. He knew he would die, but he refused to retreat a little.

Ximen Chuxue sneered: "Although my sword is a murderous weapon, I never kill anyone who is determined to come and die."

Ye Gucheng sternly said: "Why am I here to ask for death?"

Ximen Chuxue said: "If you have no intention of asking for death, wait for a month to come again, and I will wait for you for a month."

He suddenly turned around, swept into the air, and sank under the eaves.

Ye Gucheng wanted to chase after him and shouted: "You..."

As soon as I said a word, a mouthful of blood spurted out of my mouth, and I couldn't support it anymore.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and was stunned again.

This battle was already ups and downs and changed at any time, but now it suddenly turned sharply. It was like a drama that was churning for a long time, and all the civil and military scenes had arrived. Unexpectedly, as soon as the protagonist came out, it suddenly ended in a hurry, and even those who beat the drums were inevitably disappointed.

At this moment, Zhuiming suddenly sternly: "Stop!"

But the sound was too late.

Tang Tianzong had already rushed behind Ye Gucheng, his hands flew, and a dark cloud-like poisonous sand appeared.

Ye Gucheng, who had already been unable to stand firmly, was shocked and rushed into the air. The kite turned over, his movements were light and agile, and he did not look like he was seriously injured at all.

As long as the poison hidden weapons of the Tang family are used, few people can dodge them. Moreover, Tang Tianzong is ready to go, and when choosing the position when taking action, it is hard to defend against.

With a scream, Ye Gucheng's body suddenly fell heavily.

Ye Gucheng was caught in poisonous sand and suddenly rolled to Tang Tianzong's feet, shouting: "Anti-drug, get the antidote!"

Tang Tianzong gritted his teeth and said coldly: "My elder brother and second brother are injured under your sword, and they will become disabled even if they don't die. You have a deep feud with our Tang family. Do you still want my antidote?"

Ye Gucheng said: "That...that is Ye Gucheng's business and it has nothing to do with me."

Tang Tianzong sneered: "Aren't you Ye Gucheng?"

Ye Gucheng struggled and shook his head, suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled it hard on his face. There was a layer of skin on his face and he pulled it off. However, it was a human skin mask that was extremely exquisitely made.

This person is not Ye Gucheng!

Except for Lin Yi, everyone was stunned.
Chapter completed!