Heaven! That old way turned out to be the realm of heaven and man!

Then the previous sword intent… In other words, there is also a grandmaster-level swordsman beside Ying Zheng!

The killers who killed the heavens and the earth were all dizzy one by one.

One by one, they looked at Ying Zheng with shocked expressions, and knelt on the ground in unison.

They had no intention of resisting, and at this time, they were completely subservient to the government.

Because the government is too deeply hidden.

“The old man counts countless people, but after all, he is still blind.” Lu Buwei laughed miserably, strange goods are his proudest thing, he thinks that he has always had outstanding eyesight, but today!

He found himself a blind man, an idiot.

It’s like a fool performing in a troupe.

The demon gate betrayed, the heavenly and the old, there are these capital governments watching him do things, I am afraid that he is looking at a naïve child, right?

“All the people who are in the net are at the disposal of the West Factory.” Huan Zheng said indifferently: “The others are all killed.” ”

The voice just fell.

The heavenly master started it, crisply and neatly.

One of his hands gently landed on Lu Buwei’s Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The latter didn’t snort a word of blood, and suddenly collapsed on the ground, but when he fell to the ground, his eyes were wide, as if he didn’t understand why Yingzheng had so many backhands, and he also regretted that he was a box.

He is not blind to death!!

Huan Zheng glanced at the others, then looked at the Qin Palace.

He sensed that sword intent, and Lu Buwei was nothing to him at all.

What interests him the most tonight is the duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.

That’s what’s really interesting.

As for Lu Buwei, it can only be regarded as an addition, because it is a doomed end.

“Here it is.” Shi Zhixuan and Zhu Yuyan also felt something, and they looked towards the Qin Palace.

That sword intent can be sensed by anyone.

It’s so unabashed, it’s so arrogant.

Only Ye Gucheng would enter the Qin Palace so unscrupulously, which is both self-confidence and a character.

“Interesting.” The corner of Ying Zheng’s mouth hooked a smile: “Let’s go, let’s take a look.” ”

“Zhao Gao, Shi Zhixuan, Zhu Yuyan, you stay and deal with it.”

The voice just fell.

He walked towards the Qin Palace because there was a big drama.

………………

King Qin Palace.

Above the eaves stood a figure in white, the figure was ethereal, like an immortal descending, unattainable.

He naturally saw everything over there, and the cultivation of the Heavenly Master moved him.

It also horrified him.

It’s just that Ye Gucheng didn’t have any other thoughts on his face other than solemnity, and although the cultivation of the old heavenly master was enough to make people move, what made him even more amazed was Ximen Chuixue’s sword intent.

I saw that a figure dressed in white, like an immortal, suddenly floated down on the opposite side of Ye Gucheng.

The full moon hangs high.

Two peerless swordsmen, also old enemies, stood on the top of the Forbidden City again in this strange world.

“Among the Seven Kingdoms, Great Qin is strong, and this Qin King Hall among Great Qin is the most noble place.” Ye Gucheng spoke, “It is indeed suitable to witness the birth of the strongest sword. ”

He did not mention the Heavenly Master, did not mention the Thorn King.

Because compared to what things, Ye Gucheng only had Ximen Blowing Snow in his eyes at this time.

Ximen Chuixue did not reply, but looked to the left.

Ying Zheng, as well as Lao Tianshi and Su Huirong, all arrived.

“Don’t care, just give it your all.” Huan Zheng knew that this was Ximen Chuixue waiting for his order, and he naturally would not miss such a feast, unlike Shi Zhixuan’s previous move.

This battle is bound to be groundbreaking.

It is also a battle that is enough to go down in the annals of kendo history.

“Good.” Ximen Chuixue nodded, only then looked at Ye Gucheng, and only Ye Gucheng was in his eyes, and said: “I learned the sword at the age of seven, I have achieved success in seven years, and I have not met an opponent so far, Ximen Chuixue.” ”

The long sword on his waist had not yet come out of its sheath, but it had already begun to vibrate suddenly, like a dragon’s groan, trembling and trembling, and the air around Ling Ran’s sword intent rippled, and his clothes rolled up.

“Simon blowing snow?” Ye Gucheng muttered to himself, and immediately stroked his palm and praised: “Good name, good sword intent.” ”

“I originally thought that there was no rival in this world except for Dugu Sword Demon, and I didn’t want to meet you today.”

In his right hand, the long sword had already fallen in his hand, and he was also trembling.

The temperament also suddenly became blind and lonely, as if Ximen Chuixue was just like that.

“Today, at the peak of the Forbidden Purple, you and I are the only ones who can become swordsmen!”

“The winner, fight the solitary sword demon, and dominate the sword path for all ages!”


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