Zongwu: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 147 One Sword Comes West, Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky
The night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, both dressed in white and holding swords, confronted each other for a long time.

The eyes of the former flickered, and he saw the army gathered below. The leader of the army was Han Chang. The army assembled, together with the elite masters of the court and the masters who protected the emperor of Liao Kingdom, all came.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony is the tallest building in the Forbidden City.

Looking down from here, all the things you see are small and humble, like ants in formation, and the small ones are like black spots.

"Ximen Chuuxue, please."

Suddenly there was a dragon chant, the sword energy soared into the sky, Ye Gucheng had already unsheathed, the frightening sword intent seemed to have broken through a certain bottleneck, and even the momentum of the elite thousand-man formation below was suppressed .

At this moment, inside and outside the imperial city, the people who should come have already arrived, and it is time to start.

But Ximen Chuuxue's gaze was like the edge of a sword, he didn't answer, he didn't even draw his sword out of its sheath, and when Ye Gucheng said "please" again, he said, "No, not now."

"Your heart is not quiet."

In a duel between masters, even the slightest mistake is enough to determine the outcome. As the top swordsman in the world, Ye Gucheng doesn't understand this truth.

And the fact that the opponent didn't take advantage of the danger was enough to prove that Ximen Chuuxue treated this duel so sacredly and sincerely that he must compete with the most peak Ye Gucheng.

Even Ye Gucheng couldn't be moved by this statement, and looked deeply at this person who had the same ultimate pursuit of swordsmanship as himself.

And Yelu Zongzhen, who was originally a martial artist and wanted to watch this rare duel of masters in person, has already arrived, accompanied by Yelu Chongyuan, and protected by many masters.

Because of what happened last night, Yelu Zongyuan claimed that he was seriously injured, so he couldn't come back. Although the national teacher told him that he was extremely weird and needed to be careful, even though the most threatening Yelu Zongyuan was not there, he might still be plotting something. , have to be careful.

outside the city.

The figures of Ning Xiu and the others flashed quickly.

It didn't take a while to arrive from the inner city to the Hall of Supreme Harmony surrounded by many imperial guards.

At this moment, the sword energy in the hall was raging and roaring.

The two swordsmen hadn't really made a move yet, they just looked at each other from a distance, and the sword in their hands already emitted a sword aura that implied murderous intent.

All the Imperial Forest Army also besieged and did not attack, as if they were waiting for the right time.

Ning Xiu and the others came suddenly, and immediately alarmed a large number of Imperial Forest Army.

A series of angry and determined eyes fell on Ning Xiu and the others.

The bow and crossbow turned in an instant, and the sharp and cold arrows were full of shock, full of murderous intent.

In Ningxiu's panel, the cold mechanical notification sounded frequently.

Since Yeluzong Yuan Palace was attacked yesterday, on the night of the full moon today, the famous martial arts masters who were allowed to enter the inner city to watch have retreated another ten feet, and they will be under the surveillance of the imperial court masters. The entire Forbidden City is even more heavily guarded.

Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, there are still people who can break into this place.

"Bold! When you see the Emperor of Heaven, you won't come down and bow down!"

Ning Xiu and the others had just landed on a palace, when a master below shouted sharply.

"Humph!"

Ning Xiu's eyes were stern and calm, revealing a strong self-confidence and a cold arrogance that looked down on the world, and he was not at all moved by such a battle.

The commander of the imperial forest army just wanted to reprimand.

Suddenly, a majestic and calm voice came from beside him.

"Haha—heroes are young, and these young men are so talented that they were able to pass through the impenetrable defenders and come before me. I have forgiven you all the crimes."

Yeluzong really sat on the throne, looked at Ningxiu and the others, and thought that these people must be the strongmen who made troubles in Yeluzong Yuan Palace yesterday. There was a change, they consumed a lot of Yelu Zongyuan's strength, and they helped themselves in disguise.

In addition, Yeluzong was really afraid of the strength of Ning Xiu and the others, so he treated Ning Xiu and the others generously and did not make his subordinates fight.

"Okay! Emperor Liao is really magnanimous and has the air of a king." Ning Xiu chuckled twice, and his voice spread like rolling spring thunder.

As soon as these words came out, Yelu Zong's face was really gloomy, Ning Xiu's words were completely disregarding himself, if this place was not the royal court, he would definitely ask the elders of the Dong clan to worship and kill this guy.

As for the masters who were in charge of protecting the emperor, their hearts sank. They had fought a battle with the masters of the palace last night, so why are they still in the same state today?
It is really dereliction of duty to set up a net today, but still be broken into.

Ignoring the eyes of those masters, Ning Xiu and the others sat on a palace, watching the duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.

At this moment, Ye Gucheng was ready, looking at the long sword in his hand, he said calmly: "This sword was forged by overseas cold iron elites, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels."

"This sword is made of black iron, the blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels." Ximen Chuuxue also held the sword in reply.

The two knew each other and made a formal move.

chant—

The people in Ye Gucheng and the sword seem to have merged into one, the sword light is like a flying rainbow, and it stabs straight at the past. In this sword, no change is sometimes the best change.

This sword is formed before the move is shot, and the mind stays after the move has been shot, so that rigidity is the most soft, and nothing changes into change.

No one can describe the splendor and splendor of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword. It is not only a sword, but the wrath of Thor, a strike of lightning.

The unbreakable Flying Immortal from Heaven and the well-known Xiao Li Feidao are both indescribable in the world.

The Flying Immortals Outside the Sky is the original swordsmanship created by Ye Gucheng, the "lord of Baiyun city". It is formed by gathering the charm of the eight immortals in the upper cave. The cold sword energy, the sharpness of the sword is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted!A ray of sword light flew obliquely, like a frightening light striking electricity, like a long rainbow passing through the sky.

This arbitrary change of swordsmanship is the supreme state of martial arts, and it can be regarded as the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world.

The move of "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky" is extremely powerful, and it can be described as "the unity of man and sword" and "the unity of man and nature" by Ye Gucheng, the extremely brilliant sword move [Flying Immortal Outside the Sky] created by Ye Gucheng.

Facing this impeccable sword, Ximen Chuuxue stood upright, his white clothes were like snow, like a sculpture that had stood there since ancient times.

His figure is still in place, but the soul has already shot out of his body, the sword in his hand is soaring, like the loneliness of the ice and snow on the distant mountains, the loneliness of the shooting star in the winter night, melted by the warm spring sun.

As the strongest swordsmen of the younger generation, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng are both lonely, because the senior masters are not born in order to avoid disaster, they are no longer invincible in the way of swordsman, as a swordsman, the loneliness of not being able to find an opponent is fatal of.

But today, two top-level swordsmen both had the same feeling when the opponent made a move.

They are all unique masters of swordsmanship, not only can there be only one of them in the world, but also only the sparks from them can illuminate the path of "Tao". "Since Ye Gucheng was born, why did Ximen Chuuxue be born?"Therefore, this battle is imperative, and this is already the fate of those who pursue "the way of the sword".

Clang——

The two men's weapons only matched a few moves, suddenly collided with each other, and suddenly separated, and broke out the strongest move, a move that cost their lives.

Ye Gucheng's sword abandons emotions, just like the white clouds in the sky, roaming leisurely in the mountains and mounds, flawless, untainted, unfettered, and belongs to the ultimate sword among the ruthless swords.

The power of this sword has completely surpassed Ye Gucheng's own martial arts realm and reached the category of a sword god. Even if they are separated by a considerable distance, even the terrifying sword intent is enough to shake and hurt the minds of many masters present.

As for his opponent, Ximen Chuuxue, after suffering an unprecedented threat to his life, his sword "seems to be bound by an invisible thread—his wife, his family, and his feelings are this invisible thread." line".

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng's heart was already in his throat, Ye Gucheng's sword was flowing freely, wantonly exuding the power of the sword god domain, while Ximen Chuuxue's sword was restrained by something, it was also unparalleled in power, but after all, it was a little short cut.

After this sword strike, my friend is about to die!

"Ximen Chuixue!"

Regardless of any danger, Lu Xiaofeng used all his skills to fly from a distant palace to the Hall of Supreme Harmony where Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue fought.

The next moment!
呲——

That was the sound of a sword entering the body.

So clear, as clear as a tile.

This voice was infinitely magnified by some kind of power, whether it was Ning Xiu, Dongfang Bubai, Ding Peng and Sikong Zaixing, or the emperor of Liao Kingdom who was closer, or the nearest Lu Xiaofeng, they were all evoked by this voice. expect.

Ye Gucheng...

Ximen Chuuxue...

Two swordsmen, who will win?Who wins?

But when the blade entered the body, everything fell to the ground.

In a palace in the distance, an extremely majestic figure in imperial robes quietly watched the two from the fight to the end, and said mockingly: "Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng, you are really a good person, and you even sacrificed your life to complete the fight." opponent."

Under the cold moonlight, a touch of blood suddenly appeared.

The cold edge of the sword had pierced Ye Gucheng's chest, and he could even feel that the tip of the sword touched his heart.

Then he felt a strange tingling, like the tingling he felt when he saw his first love die on the sickbed.

It was not just pain, but fear, the fear of despair.

Because he knows that all the joy and good things in his life will end in this moment.

Now his life is also coming to an end, under the sword of Ximen Chuuxue who is a kind of person like him.

However, he had no resentment towards Ximen Chuixue, only a kind of gratitude that no one could ever understand.

When the two confronted each other for the last time, all the masters present felt sweaty on their foreheads, because Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship had already stepped into the realm of the gods, and Ximen Chuuxue's worried sword could not stop it at all.

But at this last moment, for some unknown reason, Ye Gucheng withdrew his sword edge, and Ximen Chuuxue's sword also slowed down, and was about to withdraw this deadly move.

Ye Gucheng could see it.

He could see that Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to kill him, but he still killed him because Ximen Chuuxue knew that he would rather die by this sword.

Since he was going to die, why didn't he die by Ximen Chuuxue's sword? To die by Ximen Chuuxue's sword was at least more honorable than other ways of dying.

His swordsmanship spans all over the world, and he has been looking for opponents in the south of the world. Even those senior masters who are "the best swordsman in the world" are only higher than him in the realm of martial arts, but they may not be able to beat him in terms of strength in swordsmanship.

Attracting Ximen Chuuxue for a peak duel and helping Yelu Zongyuan attract the defensive forces of the Forbidden City is just a way for him to fulfill his greater ambition and pass the rest of his boring life.

Ximen Chuuxue understood his feeling, so he fulfilled him.

So he is grateful.

This kind of understanding and sympathy can only be produced between peerless heroes and heroes.

Two lone swordsmen are like two meteors, if they meet, they will definitely hit heaven-shattering sparks.

At this moment, the eyes of the two people met, and Ye Gucheng exhaled from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you."

Although he did not say these two words, it was already revealed in his eyes.

He knew that Ximen Chuixue would definitely understand.

He fell.

The bright moon has disappeared, and the starlight has also disappeared. Disappeared in the dawn sky in the east, this peerless swordsman has finally fallen.

"how is this possible……"

"Ye Gucheng actually lost..."

Many masters below had already seen the fallen figure of Ye Gucheng, and a kind of ridiculous idea came into their hearts, and the person who used this land fairy-like swordsmanship was actually defeated.

In addition to being shocked, there was a sense of the vastness of the world. In the hearts of many swordsmanship masters, this battle undoubtedly achieved the feat of the king's ancestor dragon sweeping Liuhe, and his heart was filled with a huge impact, which is unforgettable.

Among the people present, only Ximen Chuuxue was filled with strange emotions.

It was the feeling of loneliness being dispelled by warmth and filled again by a greater emptiness.

Ye Gucheng hides on an isolated island in the South China Sea, and Ximen Chuuxue lives in Wanmei Villa, wanting to seek "the way of swordsmanship".Little do they know that the "sword" is "into the world", so its "Tao" can only be explored in the experience of the world.So they floated out, stepped into the world, and confirmed each other with two lonely and cold swords.

The life of Ximen Chuuxue is the sword, and the sword is the life of Ye Gucheng. The latter's sword fulfills the former's way. It is said that high mountains and flowing water make it difficult to find a confidant, but who knows the endless misty feeling of gaining a confidant in one moment and losing it in the next.

"call!"

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the blood beads on the sword body, and blew lightly, the blood beads drifted like snowflakes under the moonlight. After this battle, the heart of the sword was transparent.

chant—

Just when the emperor of the Liao Kingdom was still in a state of being moved after witnessing this duel that was worthy of a lot of ink in the history of Jianghu martial arts, he was killed with several sharp knives!
"die!--!"

The strength of the fist, the strength of the palm, and the sharpness of the blade and sword, instantly covered the Liao Emperor Yelu Zongzhen who was still in the absolute safe area just now!

And those few people who shot were all masters who guarded the emperor's close loyalists.

"Escort!"

A strong force surged in, and the body of the person who drank soared into the air involuntarily, making the crackling sound of muscles and bones breaking.

puff!

And beside him, a cloud of green smoke exploded, and in an instant, the three Deadpools were completely corpses.

"Escort!!"

The last two guards shouted and rushed out.

One person punched a strong man at this moment, still like a mayfly shaking a tree, completely motionless, while he himself was punched firmly, blood spurted wildly, his entire chest collapsed, almost splitting his body in two .

Just as the other person rushed out, that person's sand bowl-like fist was already wrapped in a thick wave of air, and bombarded his body straight.

A loud bang!
The person's eyes bulged out from the pain, and he flew up into the air, his seven orifices spurted blood, and he flew out like a limp sack.

"Dog Emperor! Take your life!!"

(End of this chapter)