Get the Cloud Dispelling Palm at the start

Chapter 427

After treating Wan Yichun's wound, he helped her put her clothes back on.

But all of a sudden, I saw her chuckle with a 'poof'.

Ye Gucheng was a little puzzled: "Why are you laughing?"

Wan Yichun's beautiful eyes turned, he looked at Ye Gucheng and said, "From the first time I saw you, I felt that you were like a born emperor, an emperor with swords."

"That's when I thought, if you ever lose your grace, it must be interesting."

Ye Gucheng also smiled wryly when he heard this.

He is really embarrassed at the moment.

He was exhausted from repeated battles, and less than half of his true energy remained in his body.

Now, in order to bandage Wan Yichun's wound, even his shirt was torn into strips.

Now only wearing a white shirt lining.

"The image of me in your heart must be greatly reduced."

Wan Yichun shook his head slightly.

"No, an emperor who relies on dressing up is at best a fake emperor."

"The real noble spirit of the emperor, even if it falls into the muddy pool, it still can't be concealed, and it is revealed in every gesture."

Ye Gucheng looked at Wan Yichun and said: "Whether it's the real emperor or the fake emperor, they are all emperors in trouble now. It may not be easy for us to get out this time."

Wan Yichun nodded and said: "That's right, before they catch up, I'll treat your wound first."

With that said, he stepped forward and unbuttoned Ye Gucheng's shirt.

Both of them are not fledglings, nor are they innocent boys and girls, so even now that Ye Gucheng knows that Wan Yichun's real identity is a woman, he doesn't shy away from it.

The shirt was removed, revealing the strong muscles.

Wan Yichun's cheeks blushed imperceptibly: "Turn around."

The place where the dagger stabbed was at the back of the heart.

If Ye Gucheng hadn't deflected at a critical moment, that blow would probably have seriously injured him even if he didn't die.

But the situation is still not optimistic.

Wan Yichun calmed down and applied medicine to bandage Ye Gucheng.

Putting on the jacket again, Wan Yichun said: "You rest first, recover your true energy, and I will protect you."

Ye Gucheng nodded, sat cross-legged, and adjusted his breath.

This place is indeed relatively remote and hidden, but unfortunately they forgot that the ones who are chasing them at this moment are also professional killers.

Killers not only need to hone their killing skills, but also have a little proficiency in search skills.

What's more, the two of them came in such a hurry that they didn't have time to erase the many traces left along the way.

Although Ye Gucheng tried his best to be careful, he could only hide it for a short time.

After a stick of incense.

Wan Yichun's eyes suddenly flashed a bright light, and he turned his head to look at Ye Gucheng who was adjusting his breath and regaining his breath.

At the same time, Ye Gucheng also opened his eyes.

The thin lips parted slightly: "It's pretty fast."

Judging from the movement from the outside, it should be those people who had surrounded at the foot of the mountain before catching up.

Ye Gucheng felt the true energy in his body, and found that it only recovered about [-]%.

Stand up.

Wan Yichun said with concern: "How is the recovery?"

Ye Gucheng said lightly: "Enough."

After saying that, he stepped out of the temple gate.

It was dark outside, and the surrounding trees were shadowy.

Ye Gucheng stood in the open space in front of the temple gate, and said loudly: "Come out, don't hide your head and show your tail, my head, Mr. Ye, is here, whoever is brave enough, come forward and get it!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong man with a beard came out of the shadows and darkness.

"Okay! As expected of Ye Gucheng, he is really bold!"

Afterwards, about a hundred people poured out from all around the Hulachao, and surrounded the entire hill temple.

Zheng!
Ye Gucheng's pale palm tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

With the roar of a unicorn, the azure blue long sword was unsheathed.

Without too many words, facing the siege of hundreds of people alone.

Ye Gucheng still charged forward without fear.

Night, stained red with blood.

Bloody Rain Mountain Temple.

After an unknown amount of time, the last body fell down.

Ye Gucheng looked back and saw that the open space in front of the temple and the woods were already covered with corpses.

Blood flows into a river.

Even myself, who has always been calm and casual, couldn't help being splashed with a lot of bright red blood.

Putting his sword back into its sheath, Ye Gucheng walked towards the mountain temple step by step.

The little zhenqi that had just recovered was consumed again at this moment.

However, when Ye Gucheng just arrived in front of the temple gate, he suddenly stopped.

An extreme killing intent rose behind him.

Turning around to look, I saw a figure walking out of the darkness slowly.

It was a man wearing bright red and precious silk, with a handsome appearance, and his long hair was carefully combed and tied behind his head.

He held a sword in his arms.

It was a long sword with extremely gorgeous style.

The scabbard was as bright as his clothes.

The hilt is inlaid with jade agate.

A cyan tassel hangs down, swaying gently with the night breeze.

He stopped five feet away from Ye Gucheng.

The two stared at each other, neither of them spoke.

Suddenly, the sword groaned, unsheathed!

Ye Gucheng's eyes are full of dignity, because the person in front of him is by no means the Xiaoxiao from before.

Facing the stabbing sword, Ye Gucheng tightly held the hilt of the sword with his pale palm.

Exhibited a style of cloud and water charm.

Ding!
The swords touched, and the sound of gold and iron clashing came out.

Ye Gucheng successfully parried the sword.

"Good swordsmanship!"

But immediately, the opponent's figure turned out of thin air, and the long sword in his hand seemed to come alive.

After being swung away by Ye Gucheng's move, he stabbed obliquely again at a strange angle.

Ye Gucheng had no choice but to use lightness kung fu to retreat.

Step on the song to find drunk, but take one step back, you can only go back step by step.

When masters compete, the slightest loss is worth thousands of miles.

Ye Gucheng was at a disadvantage, so he could only be beaten passively.

In just ten strokes, the man's sword had reached Ye Gucheng's chest.

He originally planned to take this sword forcefully, and then use up the last of his true energy to perform a life-and-death Flying Immortal.

But the opponent's sword stopped at the last moment.

"Why don't you stab it?"

Sword chanting, return to the sheath.

The man flicked the bright robe, turned and left.

"I, Liu Yushan, never take advantage of others' danger."

Ye Gucheng's eyes were fixed.

"The world's number one killer, Liu Yushan?"

At this time, Liu Yushan had already walked six or seven zhang away.

Stop and turn around.

With a smile on his face.

"That's right, it's just a matter of time."

Ye Gucheng: "What do you want?"

Liu Yushan: "How much skill do you have left?"

Ye Gucheng: "Thirty percent."

Liu Yushan: "I'll give you one night. Let's have a fair fight tomorrow."

Ye Gucheng: "Okay."

Then turned around and walked into the mountain temple.

The first time he entered the temple, Ye Gucheng checked Wan Yichun's situation.

Seeing that she was fine, I felt a little relieved.

Just when he was about to speak, Wan Yichun waved his hand and said, "I've heard it, time is limited."

Ye Gucheng nodded, and sat down on a futon in front of the statue.

Adjust the breath and return to the breath, and strive to restore strength in a short time.

The night is getting darker.

At some point, a figure flickered in the dark woods.

Dozens of people dressed in black and holding sharp knives quietly approached the mountain temple.

However, just when they were about to rush forward.

All of a sudden, I just heard—Plop!
People around looked back quickly, only to see one of the men in black fell to the ground dead.

And on his head, there is a branch deeply inserted.

"Ye Gucheng is mine."

All the men in black followed the sound and looked up, reflecting the moonlight.

I saw a man in a bright robe standing on a branch.

Looking down at them.

(End of this chapter)