It’s night.

Today’s moon is big and round.

Splashed with a cold and murderous light.

Capital.

On the Temple of Taihe.

Two figures stood proudly.

One person is dressed in white, and the other is dressed in black robes.

Both were single-armed with swords.

The demeanor is not like that of an ordinary person.

His Highness Taihe, the three thousand internal forbidden army was waiting in strict formation, only waiting for these two swordsmen to decide the victory, and hacked to death the Baiyun City Lord who dared to seek power and usurp the throne.

Of course, if the winner is Simon Chuixue, this trouble can be saved.

Therefore, it is this man known as the sword god who hopes to win.

“This sword is a sharp weapon under the world, with a blade of three feet and seven inches, and a net weight of seven pounds and thirteen taels.”

It was Ximen Chuixue, who was dressed in white, who spoke expressionlessly, and raised the sword in his hand expressionlessly, bringing a blinding cold light.

“Good sword.”

Ye Gucheng, who was dressed in a black robe on the opposite side, nodded.

“A good sword indeed.”

Putting away the long sword, Ximen Chuixue looked at Ye Gucheng.

“This sword is an overseas cold sword elite, blowing hair and broken hair, the blade is three feet three, and the net weight is six pounds and four taels.”

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand.

“Good sword.”

Ximen Blowing Snow’s voice was indifferent.

“It’s a good sword.”

Ye Gucheng held the sword and pointed obliquely.

In a flash.

The aura of slaughter pervaded the audience.

“Shhh! What a strong sword qi! ”

The faces of Cao Zhengchun, the leader of the East Factory, and Yuhuatian, the leader of the West Factory, who participated in the onlookers, changed at the same time.

Even if they were not targeted, they felt as if their bodies were being pointed at by thousands of swords.

Goosebumps all over his body stood up.

They really didn’t dare to imagine that if they were allowed to face these two unparalleled swordsmen, they would be able to survive a few moves under their swords.

Three tricks? One move? Or is it a half-move?

They don’t know and don’t want to know.

Because they know that if there is such a day, it means that they have reached the end of the road.

The moonlight was cold, with slaughter.

The two people in the Taihe Hall had nothing else in their eyes except each other.

Although they have never met, they have heard about the strength of the other party.

But when they really face each other, they realize how powerful the other is is.

Neither moved.

But their gas machines have already clashed.

There is no sword and shadow.

But the danger is not less than half a point.

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng both knew that as long as they showed a flaw.

What awaits them will be a deadly sword.

The strength has reached their level.

The battle became very brief.

With just one sword, those who are inferior in skill will die.

The bleak wind is blowing.

But he couldn’t blow a trace of the two of them’s hair.

The two people who infused the sword qi will definitely not let the hair flutter to block the line of sight, which should not be flawed.

The confrontation between gas and machine became more and more intense with time.

At the spiritual level invisible to the naked eye, the confrontation between the two has entered a white heat.

A fine sweat oozed from the foreheads of the two.

At this level of confrontation, even they felt a burst of exhaustion.

But the eyes of the two were pleasant.

The height is cold, invincible is really lonely.

It is also a beautiful thing to be able to meet opponents of equal strength at this height.

Unfortunately, the area of the peak is very narrow.

There is no room for the two strongest.

Hence this decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

“Looks like I’m not late.”

Just when the two of them were imposing again and again, they were about to reach the peak.

A young voice with a smile on his face suddenly cut in.

The appearance of this voice broke the balance of the qi machine.

Let Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng draw their swords at the same time, and pull out their swords in the direction where the voice came from.

The sword qi is like a tide, and the sword light is like silk.

Carrying the great horror of life and death disillusionment.

However, these two peerless swords that carried terrifying sword qi were blocked by a sword.

This is an iron sword.

Ordinary and ordinary.

The swarthy body bears the marks of pounding, the cylindrical hilt is wrapped with non-slip linen, and the sword grid is a circular piece of iron sticking out.

However, just this kind of trash iron sword can be bought for three taels of silver.

But he blocked the two peerless divine blades that were invincible in the world.

The person who used this sword was a young boy who was only seventeen or eight years old.

This teenager is none other than Chu Ze.

While!

It was like Hong Zhong Da Lu’s metal vibration.

Chu Ze’s arm shook.

Swinging Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng’s long swords away, he floated back and landed in the middle of the Taihe Hall.

The moonlight of the full moon cast, leaving him a pitch-black silhouette on the ground.

It shows his proud figure.

“He is…”

Seeing this teenager who should not have appeared here, among the crowd of onlookers, someone shouted in surprise.

“July God Monarch, Chu July?”

“Chu July? Is it the teenager who made a mess of the rivers and lakes with the power of one person? ”

Ding Ao, the leader of the Praetorian Guards, heard Lu Xiaofeng’s shout, his brows frowned, his heart tightened, and his face directly darkened.

Against Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, he was confident, because he knew that after this peak duel, one of the two would lie down.

But now suddenly came this July God King.

His faith disappeared in an instant.

Because he had also heard of this July God King.

His martial arts characteristics are the most rogue kind of overpowering people.

No matter what the opponent is, first bombard with a powerful long-range split.

If you can’t die, you can push hard with a horizontal body that can almost become an immortal body.

Don’t admit defeat yet.

Continue to use splitting palm bombing.

After that, push hard.

After a series of operations, I don’t know if the opponent is dead or not.

The opponent’s lair is absolutely finished.

It is precisely because of this that Ding Ao is so painful.

He was really afraid of the rise of this July God Monarch and demolished the palace.

Then he, the leader of the Praetorian Guard, is afraid that he will do it to the end.

“No, you have to stop him.”

Thinking of this, Ding Ao wanted to command his subordinates and take down Chu Ze.

But his movements were stopped by Lu Xiaofeng.

“Wait, there’s action on it.”

Staring at the three figures on the Taihe Hall, Lu Xiaofeng showed an excited smile on his face.

Because he saw it.

This sudden July God Monarch actually unleashed murderous aura at Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng at the same time, and he actually wanted to challenge these two strongest swordsmen in the world at the same time!



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