The people who were still quarreling and going to watch the battle in the Forbidden City were almost gone in less than half a cup of tea, and in the end there were only six people left.

The six people with ribbons were still there.

"They are..." Wei Ziyun was puzzled and couldn't help but turn his puzzled eyes to the only six people left in front of him.

But Mu Dao Ren and others laughed but said nothing.

These people are all the top figures in the martial arts world, including martial arts, status, and sects. If they don’t say it, Wei Ziyun couldn’t ask them, so he could only hold this question back.

He could not even send people to follow and investigate the departure of Hawkeye Laoqi and others.

Those people added can almost represent the entire martial arts world. If they don’t come to cause trouble for themselves, Wei Ziyun will burn the incense, so how dare they stab the hornet’s nest?

At this time, Taoist Mu suddenly turned around and looked at the long street behind him.

"Is anyone here?" Wei Ziyun and the others also looked over.

I saw a figure slowly walking from the darkness under the night light accompanied by the moonlight.

Unlike Jin Jiuling, Hawkeye Lao Qi and others who were crowded just now, this person was alone, which was in sharp contrast with the various factions who were calling friends all over the streets and the groups of palace guards.

But it was this person, and the moment he appeared, everyone else seemed to have been erased. Even the masters such as Mu Taoist, Songmu Layman, and Master Iron Shoulder were eclipsed at this moment. It seemed that there was only one person left in the world, a sword, and a white dress.

Even if one person is better than tens of millions!

Such a charm, there is no doubt that it is our protagonist tonight, Li Yang

...The pretended Ye Gucheng.

With the carefully crafted human skin mask, slight adjustments to bone shrinkage, the real Feihong Sword, and the iconic white clothes, Li Yang's disguise is seamless.

All the people present were old Jianghu, who had a very cunning, high martial arts skills and strong eyesight, but still could not see any flaws and even greeted Li Yang.

"Lord Ye."

"Lord Ye."

"Lord Ye."

...There are the same thing, and everyone's greetings are almost the same. They are not enthusiastic, nor are they cold, neither humble nor arrogant.

Ye Gucheng is a famous sword immortal all over the world. Here, they are all famous seniors, so naturally they can't bow their heads to compliment Ye Gucheng.

In the past half month, Li Yang has been with Ye Gucheng every day, observing, imitating, and being guided by his disciples, servants and confidants who have followed Ye Gucheng for decades, and has already had his own unique insights on how to perfectly interpret the role of "Ye Gucheng".

There are many insights to explain, such as Ye Gucheng's temperament, demeanor, demeanor, and appearance... There are so many, so Li Yang briefly summarized it into a "Li's performance rule" here...

The core is just three words:

Hold on to speak...

According to this experience, Li Yang nodded indifferently, without even saying a word, even if he had responded to everyone's greetings.

Mu Dao Ren and others didn't care either.

Ye Gucheng, who isn’t this to him?

If Ye Gucheng shook hands and greeted them with a smile, then they would be suspicious.

"Master Ye, please." Wei Ziyun was not humble or arrogant in his speech, but after all, he was not the best master. When facing Li Yang's speech, his head unconsciously lowered three points. Without waiting for Li Yang to step on his legs, he even made way out to reveal the wide Meridian Gate passage behind him.

Li Yang nodded and walked in.

"Let's go in too."

Seeing that Ye Gucheng had already been in place, Mu Dao Ren and others naturally didn't want to wait outside the Meridian Gate anymore. They lit a ribbon at Wei Ziyun and went in.

Naturally, these people cannot go wherever they want to go, Wei Ziyun handed over the Meridian Gate to his confidant, led the way himself, and took it in according to the route arranged in advance.

Li Yang strode with his head held high and calmly, but his eyes accidentally swept around the route, and his heart couldn't help but hang secretly.

There are three steps and five steps, not to mention the guards placed on the open surface around them, under the white marble bridge, under the shadow of the palace wall, and inside the tightly closed palace doors... Li Yang alone heard breathing sounds that were heard by suspiciously, were already countless.

The wind and the cranes are in a panic!

Li Yang had expected that martial law would be carried out in the palace, but he did not expect that martial law would be so strict.

"At this time, it is the Hall of Supreme Harmony, which is often called the Golden Palace." When Wei Ziyun spoke, he faced the Hall of Supreme Harmony, his head lowered deeper than when he faced Li Yang just now, and his waist bent down, as if he was worshiping the head of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Is this dead palace even more frightening than Ye Gucheng?

Of course, what is scary is not this palace, but the people in this palace.

After being in the palace for nearly ten years, Wei Ziyun knows better than anyone else how powerful and terrible the power contained in the four words "Nine Five Supreme".

Like Mu Dao Ren and others on the side, they were completely unmoved, looking calm and gentle, and treating the king's power as if nothing had happened.

"At that time, City Lord Ye will duel with Ximen Chuxue on the roof of the highest Hall of Supreme Harmony. You can go up now. If you don't want to wait, give me a command and give you a temporary rest. If you are thirsty and hungry, you will have your own drinks. I, Mr. Wei, are here, just want everyone to give me a thin face and not do anything that makes me embarrassed. Everyone, harmony is the most important thing." Seeing that it was right in front of the Golden Palace, Wei Ziyun had to solemnly give me some advice.

“This is nature.”

"We are here to watch the battle, not to cause trouble."

"The Wei Guards don't have to worry about it. I'll go up and wait until the duel is over, leave after watching it, and never stay for a long time." The man's tone was already a little annoyed.

After all, with their status, they were guarded as if they were guarding against thieves along the way. You must know that they should not be treated like guests of honor wherever they go? Who can't respect them and say heroes? Senior?

It would be fine. At this moment, he would still be like a child. He would be treated like a child by Wei Ziyun, who was not as famous as his martial arts. No one would be in a good mood.

Wei Ziyun could only smile bitterly in response to this. After watching them climb up to the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony one by one, he had to bite the bullet and follow him and continue to stare.

Of course, deep down, he actually wanted to see the idea of ​​the two peerless swordsmen fighting.

Everyone got on the roof.

This place does not look like a roof, or the word "roof" is really not enough to describe the scene in front of you.

At first glance, I couldn't see the head. There were glazed tiles under my feet. Under the moonlight, they shone with gold-like colors, which was dazzling and even more untenable. They were as slippery as if they were stepping on the ice ground.

This is not a roof, it is more like a luxurious square or an ice rink.

There was a ridge in the middle, like a straight hillside. Li Yang did not say a word, walked to the end of the ridge alone, stood with a sword, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the arrival of his opponent Ximen Chuxue.

The others either closed their eyes and waited, or discussed for a while, who would win the duel.

"Big Brother."

"Big Brother."

"Big Brother."

Among the great guards, the other three guards, Yin Xian, Ding Ao and Tu Lao Er, appeared on the roof one after another.

"Why are you all here?"

Wei Ziyun pulled the three of them aside, blaming them: "Even if you want to come to watch the battle, you have to leave one or two guards in the palace gates, otherwise what if something happens?"

"Brother, this matter...oh, forget it, you can see it yourself." The three of them wanted to explain, but they were helpless and didn't know where to explain it.

Wei Ziyun didn't understand.

Just as I was about to ask, I saw another person jumping on the roof.

It's the Eagle-eyed Seventh.

Isn't this guy already gone?

Where did you call it?

If it wasn't from the palace gate, it would definitely be...

Thinking of this, Wei Ziyun rushed up angrily, "Hawkeye Lao Qi, I respect you as a hero in the world. You dare to trespass... Uh..."

Before he could finish his words, Wei Ziyun was stunned.

The Eagle-eyed Old Seven gently waved the ribbon in his hand, like a little girl who was starting a business at the door of a brothel. After that, he proudly said to Wei Ziyun, "Is there nothing to say? Do you want to check it out, Wei Dawei?"

As he said that, the Eagle-eyed Lao Qi stuffed the ribbon directly into Wei Ziyun's hand and asked for a mandatory inspection.

Wei Ziyun looked down at the ribbon in his hand.

The ribbon is soft and smooth. Wei Ziyun can already see that this is true from the touch between his fingers. Moreover, this ribbon is specially made of Persian tributes and has a visual effect of discoloring in light. This rare tribute is not something that can be counterfeit.

real!

It really can't be true anymore!

It really left Wei Ziyun helpless.

"Brother Wei."

Another person jumped onto the roof, just like Hawkeye Laoqi, with a ribbon in his hand.

"Brother Wei."

"Brother Wei."

"Brother Wei."

...Brother Wei is going crazy.

Looking at the people who appeared one after another, in a blink of an eye, he already had eighteen ribbons in his hand. This was just the beginning, and I don’t know if there were any later.

"This...what is going on?" Wei Ziyun asked at a loss, not knowing who he was asking.
To be continued...