Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 420 Xie Fu Vs Gu Xuan

The brilliance faded away and returned to silence.

The frost on the faces of the people also disappeared, as if the ice and snow melted and the earth warmed up in spring.

Ye Jinghong's sword was terrifying and sad.

Everyone held their breath, so shocked that they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Gu Xuan moved and said: "Scary!"

Ye Jinghong, the young master of the Abandoned City, is the number one young hero today.

The world forgets, forgets that city, whether it is forgotten or abandoned, Ye Jinghong's sword is destined to make people remember the ancient name of this city-Suppressing Demon City.

There is a young city lord in Zhenmo City, his name is Ye Jinghong.

The Ye family never abandoned Zhenmo City, and their young city master Ye never abandoned it.

Nan Rong Yin Feng Su Rong is also a young hero, and there are distinctions between superior and inferior, but Ye Jingcheng who drew the sword is so terrifying.

After Lu Wenlin saw this sword, he believed that Ye Jinghong's sword could remove Gu Sanye's double fists.

If one of these 140 people is qualified to compete with Gu Sanye, it must be Ye Jinghong.

Compared to the shocked expressions of the others, Xie Fu was very calm. He watched Ye Jinghong's sword very seriously and carefully.

Brother Ye, I have felt and comprehended your sword strike.

Leng Leng in the field was pale, his hairpin flew down, his long hair was scattered like a ghost, and he had long since lost his cool and elegant appearance like a fairy before.

I can't believe it, how is it possible!My unique move - if I break it, how could I lose.

No matter how powerful the move is, I can resist it even if I break it, and it will be counterattacked at the moment when the opponent's prosperity turns to decline, so at the moment when facing Ye Jinghong Tianwei, he is brave and fearless.

But the facts are in sight.

The Taoist robe was torn to pieces, and there were countless scars on his body that were injured by the sword energy. If any of these scars did not pass by the muscles, but stabbed at his vitals, he could kill him.

In other words, Ye Jinghong's sword could kill him countless times, but Ye Jinghong didn't kill him.

He lost, no matter in terms of martial arts or personality, he lost, and he lost completely.

I lost, Xianzhen, I really don't deserve to be your disciple.

"I lost!"

The three words Leng Leng resounded through the sky and reached everyone's ears clearly.

This extremely proud Daozi was also convinced.

Xiao Ranzhuo's Ye Jinghong was listening to these three words, and that white snowy white dress began to ooze blood, like a thousand springs springing up.

In an instant, the white clothes were dyed into red clothes, like a hot red flower.

Others were shocked when they saw it, what's going on!Is Ye Jinghong also injured?
They clearly saw that the red light overshadowed the silver light at the moment when the dragon and the phoenix clashed.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Ye Jinghong collapsed proudly.

With a splash of water, the proud son of heaven turned into a mortal body and fell.

Xie Fu waded to the water, picked up Ye Jinghong from the water, and called out: "Brother Ye."

Ye Jinghong's eyes were closed tightly, with a sad face, neither should nor should.

"Brother Ye!"

Xie Fu knew that when Ye Jinghong was wounded and used the sword that shook the world and weeping ghosts and gods, it was because he had the fearless heart to die, and this was the reason why he never used the sword.

The sword can't help me, it directly exceeds the limit that life can bear.

The sword goes out to die.

Lu Wenlin called out: "Master!"

Gu Xuan sighed: "This sword is so powerful that Ye Jinghong's tendons have ruptured."

Lu Wenlin was shocked.

At this time, the voiceless voice of Fanfan floated from the Duanchuan Tower, coiling around Ye Jinghong's body.

"The truth of congratulations!"

"Miss Wang!"

Ms. Wang also arrived today, and everyone looked towards the Duanchuan Tower, looking at the place where Fanfan's voiceless voice came, and only then did they remember that Ms. Wang is a master of writing.

Wanzhi!Xie Fu suddenly realized that he silently recited the mantra of congratulations with Wang Wanzhi. This scene has never been similar, and it was the same in Zhuangsheng Temple that day.

It's just that after thanking Fu for a while, he became restless and struggled.

During the Illusory World War, he forcibly cast the mantra of Xiao Tianlei Mie Shen, and the chakras in his body were severely damaged and had not recovered at all.

Inside Duanchuan Tower, Wang Youtong stretched out his hand to Wang Wanzhi, and said softly, "Wanzhi, forget it, don't waste your mind in vain, his veins are broken, and he is a useless person after being rescued. For a hero, becoming a useless person is worse than death." to suffer."

Wang Wanzhi continued to sing Sanskrit sounds, and gently took Wang Youtong's hand away.

Wang Youtong sighed: "You are still like this, with a compassionate heart."

Lu Wenlin said loudly: "Every writer, follow Ms. Wang."

Miscellaneous sounds of Sanskrit and Sanskrit came from all over the Yinchun Water Pavilion.

Zhang Lingxiao also said in a loud voice: "Every writer, do your best."

Gu Xuan's voice was like a bell: "Gu Hai, save people!"

Such a hero should not die in this kind of place, this is not his stage, this stage is too small, too small.

The masters of literature and Taoism brought by the Wuzhong Four Clans this time worked together, and they were not stingy.

You must know that the four clans in Wuzhong were very stingy in contributing to the Wenting Temple Fair in Suzhou.

After the hard work of a group of masters of literature and Taoism, Ye Jinghong finally saved his life temporarily, and was taken down by the Wang family to heal his injuries.

Without waiting for everyone to make some adjustments, Governor Wu announced loudly: "Ninth victory!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was surprised, it was obviously Ye Jinghong who won.

Leng Leng was surprised when he heard the words, and angrily said to Duling Wu: "I lost, didn't you hear clearly?"

Duling Wu said with a blank expression: "According to the rules, the person who falls first will be considered the loser. If this young master doesn't want to continue, he will automatically abstain in the next round."

Everyone was saddened after hearing this, and after thinking about it carefully, even if Ye Jinghong stood out and entered the next round, it was meaningless.

"Please invite the No. 12 vertical and the No. [-] vertical to compete."

Xie Fu is still fighting, so he calms down.

After Gu Xuan entered the stage, everyone focused on Yin Chunshui and Xie's last competition from the emotion just now.

Others wanted to witness Gu Xuan's demeanor, but Lu Wenlin, Yi Hang, and Nan Rong Yinfeng fixed their eyes on Xie Fu.

Xie Fu represented their younger generation to challenge the demigods of their predecessors. Originally, this battle should be represented by Ye Jinghong.

It's just limited by the rules, Ye Jinghong and Gu Xuan are not in the same word group.

Yi Hang cared about Xie Fu and asked, "Yingfeng, what do you think?"

Nan Rong Yinfeng had no expression on his face: "I just hope he won't be like me, who will be knocked down with one move."

Yi Hang said in a deep voice: "Gu Xuan is really so powerful."

Nan Rong Yinfeng said: "Actually, I hope that Ye Jinghong is on top at this time."

Ye Jinghong's sword just now convinced him, only Ye Jinghong could shake Gu Xuan.

Although Leng Leng is powerful, to deal with Leng Leng, Ye Jinghong's sword's Tianwei can't be used at all. That sword is so fierce that Ye Jinghong couldn't help me.

Lu Wenlin said: "Brother Xie's sword moves are simple, but his true energy is very strong. Maybe he can shake the third master."

He has fought against Xie Fu, and he always felt that Xie Fu did not use his full strength. What it would look like for Xie Fu to go all out, this is also his expectation.

Leng Leng said coldly: "Except for Ye Jinghong, no one can shake Suzhou Martial Arts No. 1."

Gu Xuan is not at the same level as their young juniors. Unfathomable is already at the half-grandmaster level, and it may not even be close to Qinghua Xianzhen.

Lu Wenlin did not deny it, "No matter what, it is a valuable experience to be able to confront a master of the third master's level."

If this is not a competition, if you meet an opponent like Gu Sanye in the fight, you will definitely die, there is no second chance.

At this time, two uninvited guests came to Yinchun Waterside Pavilion, one was Li Huichao and the other was Yuanyue, both of whom stood near the shore.

Yi Hang did not appear on the competition field within the stipulated time, and Li Huichao won without a fight and stood out in Jiazi.

Li Huichao came to Yinchun Waterside Pavilion on purpose, just to find Gu Xuan's weakness, but if he couldn't find Gu Xuan's weakness, he couldn't play at all.

The Four Clans of Wuzhong are very shameless, even more shameless than him.

As for Yuan Yue, who was eliminated yesterday and ended his courtship, this time he came to Yinchun Waterside Pavilion not only to see the No. 1 demeanor of Suzhou Martial Arts, but also to know Xie Fu's strength.

How much would it cost to kill Xie Fu?

At Chen Qinglan's reception, he established a belief in his heart that only one of him and this man can continue to live in this world.

Just like two tigers fighting each other, one must die, the survival of the fittest, there is no reason at all.

He also had to kill this man to regain his confidence.

Xie Fu and Gu Xuan stood staring at each other, although they didn't really make a move, they were already fighting with each other.

Others could also feel the invisible pressure, but Xie Fu was the first to bear the brunt.

Lu Wenlin smiled: "How long do you think it will take Xie Xie to draw the sword?"

When experts like them face Gu Xuan's level, their body's martial arts instincts will spontaneously produce a sense of fear, just like people with higher knowledge can perceive things that ordinary people cannot perceive when they are studying. profound.

Nan Rong Yinfeng swung his first sword with all his strength from overcoming this fear, and it took several hours, but he didn't know how long it would take Xie Fu.

No one answered Lu Wenlin's question, and many people put themselves in the situation where they faced Gu Xuan.

However, is Xie Fu really like what Lu Wenlin said, when he overcomes the sense of fear when confronting Gu Xuan?
Xie Fu didn't have any fear, and it could even be said that he didn't feel anything.

Xie Fu has long been accustomed to fighting against a master like Duan Muci every day, anyway, in the end he would be rubbed against the ground by her.

Others don't have this kind of opportunity, but Xie Fu's place is like eating and sleeping.

This is the difference between Xie Fu and Nan Rong Yinfeng, and also the difference between him and other masters.

Gu Xuan looked at Xie Fu, the more he looked at it, the more he admired it, the more he liked it.

In this battle, he regarded himself as a whetstone, intending to sharpen Xie Fu's sword.

But he didn't know that Xie Fu didn't need Gu Xuan to temper him at all.

Duanmuci had long been grinding on Xie Fu every day, during the day and at night, to the death.

Seeing Xie Fu Kunwu's sword unsheathed, Lu Wenlin was surprised: "So fast!"

Nan Rong Yinfeng, who had always been expressionless, also showed a look of emotion.

Leng Leng said coldly: "It is not an ordinary person to be able to make it to the Geng final."

Leng Leng approves of Xie Fu, but recognition does not mean admiration.

In the field, Xie Fu said to Gu Xuan: "My sword pays tribute to the young city master, senior be careful."

Gu Xuan smiled brightly: "Just do your best." Compared with the indifference when facing Nan Rong Yinfeng, at this moment he was a little more looking forward to it.

(End of this chapter)