Wuxia: People in Huashan, Shi Niang please respect yourself!

Chapter 94 The Sorcerer is terrifying, and the Emperor wants to cry bitterly!!

Generally, the jianghu sects with such courage have long ago not known how many years they have been destroyed.

And only Ye Ling understood that among the group of NPCs present, there were many players mixed in.

Don’t ask Ye Ling why he knows, ask is that the performance of these players is too exaggerated

One by one, they kept sending messages on the communication channel, filled with a smell of show-off.

“I, is this the royal palace in the Forbidden City? It’s a work of art! ”

Looking as if it was a palace carved out, some players couldn’t help but shout whether this is building art or building a house.

There are also players who are full of expectations and draw a pie or something for the player.

“Brothers, I have arrived at the scene, waiting for Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue to appear!”

“Although it can’t be broadcast live in real time, I will broadcast it in text, please remember my name Phineas!”

In addition, the simple chat channel is also a lively and churning, as if it is a New Year’s holiday.

“Ahhhhhh

“I want to go to Daming, I want to go to Daming, but in Dasong, I am so desperate.”

“The two upstairs calm down, I just entered the palace, I feel that everything is good, wait for Ye Gucheng and Ximen to blow snow.”

The night of the full moon, the peak of the Forbidden Purple.

Just eight words can’t help but involve the hearts of major NPCs, and even players are firmly trapped.

Even, even if he knew that he couldn’t catch up, there were still some strange remarks from other countries towards Daming, which made Ye Ling almost not hold back.

It seems that there is nothing else, and all the abilities are laughed at on the communication channel.

Until someone pulled the corners of his clothes, Ye Ling looked at the top of his head and saw a white clothes like snow, holding a sword like frost, which can be described as a magnificent figure

Know when to be at the top.

The cold night breeze sent him off, and the cold moonlight made him look more and more cold and lonely.

It’s like a razor!

“White clothes like snow, sword god Ximen blowing snow!”

Someone muttered softly, only feeling that the name of the Sword God was indeed worthy of the name.

Even Ye Ling had to admit that there was a kind of person who had approached the realm of the so-called gods.

Maybe it’s not how superb Ximen Chuixue’s sword technique is, but that he is ruthless enough.

There is no room for anything other than a long sword in his heart.

The reason why it is only approaching rather than arriving is because Ximen Chuixue also looks at human nature, bottom line, and principle.

He has a friend named Lu Xiaofeng, who also occasionally shows a gentle and warm smile.

None of this affected the sharpness of the long sword in Ximen Chuixue’s hand.

Now Simon blows snow, and the moonlight shines on him, as if it has completely washed away everything about him as a human being.

The only one left is God.

A sharp and unparalleled sword god in the world!

All the people who had good sword skills couldn’t help but show their colors when they looked at Ximen Chuixue at this moment.

The only thing that is the same, probably only one emotion, is convinced.

After Ximen Chuixue appeared, many people began to secretly look at Ye Ling.

They all use swords, and they all like to wear white.

After comparing with each other, many people were surprised to find that the young Ye Ling was not much weaker than Ximen Chuixue in terms of demeanor.

There is even a faint feeling of confrontation.

Among them, Ximen Chuixue, as a grandmaster, has a temperament and sense of existence like a bright moon in the sky.

The brilliance of the stars in the sky can only appear dim under the light of the bright moon

And Ye Ling is better in terms of appearance, and it must be said that the temperament is not bad.

It’s just a god-like, high above, cold and eyeless.

One is like a fairy, white clouds are faint, dashing without a trace.

Before these people could compare carefully, Ye Gucheng also appeared.

Everyone’s eyes widened as they looked at the opponent of Naximen Blowing Snow.

No doubt.

Compared to Ximen Blowing Snow, Ye Gucheng’s demeanor is not much inferior.

It’s just that the breath of the body is as cold as frost, the person is cold, the heart is cold, and the sword is even colder.

It is as if man is assimilated by the sword, and the sword and man are one.

Both of them are amazing people on the kendo, but they have embarked on two completely different paths.

“With the divine sword, the human sword is one.”

Ye Ling’s heart floated through just eight words, and he could only say that these two paths had their own advantages and disadvantages

Like Simon Blowing Snow, his “god.” ”

“After giving birth to children, you can no longer exert the power of ruthless kendo.”

Only by abandoning one’s wife and abandoning one’s son can one reach the pinnacle again.

And Ye Gucheng is not to mention, willing to die under the Ximen Blowing Snow Sword, it can only be said that the strength is really not enough.

Compared to Ye Ling, he still has the leisure to comment secretly.

Whether it is martial arts or martial arts, all sects and factions present.

It was Guo Juxia, Shangguan Haitang and other official personnel, all looking at the two people intently at the moment.

At this moment, these people even subconsciously held their breath, and their eyes were full of expectation.

Master.

And it was a duel between two pure kendo grandmasters.

There were no ancients in the past, and probably there will be no comers in the future.

Even those who are not good and do not understand swordsmanship can’t help but tense up and concentrate.

As a result, at this time, a yellow-faced man quietly came here holding a sword.

Looking up at the moon, he looked extraordinary, but no one noticed the arrival of this person.

There is only one exception.

That was Ye Ling.

Compared with the expectations of those present, although Ye Ling also expected it, it was not so exaggerated.

So when the yellow-faced man came holding the sword, Ye Ling had already noticed him.

Perhaps the yellow-faced man also found that Ye Ling had discovered him, but he never said a word.

At this time, Shangguan Begonia also discovered Ye Ling’s abnormality.

Turning his head to look, he saw a yellow-faced man who was unremarkable, and it seemed that there was nothing worth paying attention to.

Shangguan Haitang’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she naturally understood that this person was extremely difficult.

Not to mention how he came in, he was not discovered by so many masters present

Ye Ling’s attitude alone made her understand that this person would only be stronger than she thought.

“Ye Ling, who is this? It seems clear to look at you. ”

Secretly coming to Ye Ling’s side, Shangguan Haitang leaned into Ye Ling’s ear and whispered.

Since he almost gave it for nothing, Shangguan Haitang could no longer say the title of Brother Ye.

But wanting to be more intimate, such as Ling Lang, feels too ashamed.

So Shangguan Haitang simply called Ye Ling’s name directly.

“Because he can be extremely affectionate, he can be extremely good at swords, and this person is the master who entered the black list – Wave Turning Clouds.”

“In fact, I don’t think the black list qualifies him to be on the list.”

Also leaning into Shangguan Haitang’s ear, Ye Ling replied in a low voice.

“Waves over the clouds?!”

Shangguan Haitang was taken aback, and couldn’t help but look at the yellow-faced man again.

But no matter how you look at it, this person is mediocre, and it doesn’t look like a big master who can get on the black list!

Not to mention, Ye Ling actually said that the black list was not qualified to rank this Lang Yun on the list!

At this moment, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng seemed to sense something.

Two pairs of cold eyes looked at the yellow-faced man in unison, and the sword qi seemed to be able to turn into substance and kill people invisibly.

Facing the momentum of the two kendo grandmasters, the yellow-faced man or the wave was not moved at all.

Just quietly admire the moonlight, as if the cold and lonely moonlight is so beautiful.

Even so, the three still formed a situation of mutual specificity.

It was also at this time that the sword qi that was originally invisible to the clouds rose up into the sky.

The martial arts people who were still a little strong in the scene looked at the waves one after another, and their faces were full of surprise and shock.

“In addition to Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gu City Lord, there is actually a third person!”

Some people unconsciously exclaimed, their eyes full of excitement.

The duel between the two kendo grandmasters is already exciting enough, not to mention the third appearance of the same suspected kendo grandmaster?

If this matter is spread today, I don’t know how many people will beat their chests and regret missing such a grand event!

But just when the three parties are holding each other, faintly forming a three-legged trend.

A voice suddenly exploded in everyone’s ears like thunder.

“It seems that I am not too late.”

A sound exploded like spring thunder, and then a figure seemed to overshadow the three people present, attracting everyone’s attention.

What kind of man is this?

He looks not young, his long eyebrows and hair are still black and translucent, and he can’t see a trace of paleness.

On that handsome face, a pair of eyes can compete with Haoyue even in the dark.

Dressed in a gorgeous costume, the skin that is slightly exposed is crystal clear, which gives this person an evil charm.

Coupled with a belt looming around the waist covered with gems, it instantly brought that evil charm to another level.

It forms an inhuman charm.

Let people know that even if it is evil, they can’t help but pay attention to it.

“Demon, magician… Pang Spot!! ”

Someone spoke in a difficult voice, saying the identity of this person word by word.

For a while, it caused an uproar among everyone present.

Some people are shocked, some people are puzzled, and of course, more big people are worried with a hint of fear.

Although Daming was not like the Great Song, he almost officially declared war with Meng Yuan.

But for the Daming martial arts, the name of the magician Pang Ban is still a taboo.

A person who knows the name of the magician Pang Ban no longer dares to pronounce it in his mouth

Can’t bring it up! Don’t dare to mention it!

Under the appearance of the magician Pang Ban, even the waves and clouds appear bleak.

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng became two stars under the bright moon.

Although he tried to radiate light, he was still too weak.

At this time, no one noticed that a person was missing.

It was Shangguan Haitang, whose eyes were also staring at the magician Pang Ban at this moment, and did not notice that Ye Ling had quietly left.

It can only be said that the name of the magician is the power of the ponto.

It’s really scary!!

“Magic Master Pang Ban, Grand Master…”

The long eyes of Chong Void Dao subconsciously lowered, and the state of mind that he had cultivated for many years seemed to be suddenly shattered at this moment.

It was clear that Pang Ban did not target anyone, and it was clear that Pang Ban did not deliberately look at anyone, but the Dao Chief Chong Void could feel that there seemed to be a hanging hand above his head and he could ask for it at any time

The sword of your own life.

Even if he didn’t know what the Sword of Damocles was.

On the side of the Shaolin Temple, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng’s two heads looked down at their heads and whispered the scriptures.

Compared to the pressure of death that the Dao Master Chong Void felt, these two monks felt differently.

In their eyes, the aura exuded by the magician Pang Ban seemed to have formed one evil demon after another.

They open their teeth and dance their claws, trying to eat their own flesh and blood.

But on the other hand, Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng understood that these were just illusions.

This sense of dislocation became deeper and deeper with the passage of time, making the two great monks unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

It can be imagined that if these two great monks can’t withstand it, then going crazy is light.

And it’s not the kind of madness that destroys all the power, but the kind that has a big change in temperament!

In contrast, those who are not so powerful in martial arts do not have such a strong influence.

But there are also many people who show dementia, and some people are incontinent, smiling silly until Ye Gucheng, Ximen blows snow, and the waves turn clouds, and the three of them all set their eyes on Pang Ban.

The weird aura that was maddening enough finally disappeared.

The crowd watching the play set off a riot.

Even if there is no gaffe, like Chong Void, Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng is sweating profusely.

The kind that is about to collapse.

Guo Juxia was slightly better, and his face was quite pale.

Shangguan Haitang leaned against the wall, only feeling that he couldn’t lift a little strength.

Duan Tianya burst into tears, although he was still paralyzed.

The worst thing was the stab of Gui Hai.

His eyes were bloodshot and shed a line of blood and tears, and he even inserted a knife into his palm.

It can only be said that the power of the magician, only after experiencing it will you understand what kind of fear it is.

Compared with those miserable ‘audiences’, Ye Ling was undoubtedly at the right time.

Meanwhile.

Royal Palace, Golden Luang Hall.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair symbolizing supreme power as usual, but his face had never been so ugly.

Just because the two of them were walking leisurely, calmly entering this splendid palace.

The Southern Prince looked radiant, and behind him, a young man was carrying the body of a small eunuch.

If you look closely, you will find that this young man’s beautiful face still has sporadic blood stains, and his smile is quite distorted.

Such a handsome and sick young man, but with a tall and powerful body shape, the so-called tiger back bear waist, eyebrows are beautiful, but so.

There is no doubt that this young 673 who looks capable of writing and martial arts is the little magician-Fang Yeyu!

Looking at the two people in front of him, the emperor was shocked, but more angry.

Angry to the point of a good tooth crunch, forehead and back of fist are bruised.

“What the hell are you trying to do?!”

Without looking at the little eunuch’s deathless appearance, the emperor asked word by word, although the emperor actually had the answer in his heart, people will always have a fluke mentality.

It is also human instinct to delay time before death.

“Emperor, let’s call you Emperor Drought again.”

“Seeing my face, don’t you understand what I want to do?”

Looking at the angry young supreme on the dragon chair in front of him, Nanwang Shizi’s face was full of excitement and pride.

Because soon after, that dragon chair will be able to sit on him, the son of the Southern King.

For this reason, Nanwang Shizi did not care about the emperor’s delay at all.

“Dog thief, you kingless and fatherless rebel thief! You actually want to replace Xuan, you deserve it too!! ”

Hearing Nanwang Shizi’s words with his own ears, the emperor immediately pointed at Nanwang Shizi and angrily reprimanded

The two have very similar appearances, which is why Nanwang Shizi wants to change the emperor with a tanuki.

And at this moment, no matter how chaotic the magicians Pang Ban and Fang Yeyu want to make Daming, at least Nanwang Shizi can get what he wants.

“Call it, keep calling, even if you delay for more time, it’s useless.”

“Your guards, your most loyal little eunuchs are all dead, what else do you want to struggle?”

“It can be said that the time you can still live is like a candle in the wind!”

Seeing the emperor so angry, Nanwang Shizi only felt like he had eaten a cold dream melon in Sanfutian.

It’s so tax-evasive, no, it’s a pleasure!

“Don’t talk too much nonsense, kill him quickly.”

“I remember a saying that the night grows and dreams more!”

Fang Yeyu seemed a little impatient, and threw the body of the little eunuch casually.

“Yes, yes, Xiao Wang understands, after Xiao Wang becomes the emperor, what he promised you will be an extra three percent.”

Hearing Fang Yeyu’s voice, Nanwang Shizi suddenly changed his face, and even said a little flatteringly.

Of course, Nanwang Shizi is not fawning over Fang Yeyu, but is fawning over the little magician Fang Yeyu only represents Fang Yeyu, while the little magician represents the magician Pang Ban!

In the face of the Great Master, even the emperor must also treat him with courtesy!

“Well, let’s do it then.”

Seeing that Nanwang Shizi was so knowledgeable, Fang Yeyu’s face suddenly eased.

Noticing this scene, Nanwang Shizi turned around at ease and walked towards the emperor.

The long sword, which was more like a work of art than a sword at the waist, was pulled out with a snap.

“Emperor, farewell forever!”

Seeing that he was about to stab the emperor to death on this dragon chair, a sickly flush suddenly flashed on Nanwang Shizi’s face.

As Ye Gucheng’s apprentice, he naturally knew how to use swordsmanship with one or two hands.

The emperor’s eyes widened, and a look of despair gradually appeared on his face.

Now, the masters of the palace are all on the side of the Taihe Hall, and it is impossible to come over.

As Nanwang Shizi raised his long sword and was about to swing it.

The emperor only felt that death had never been so close to him, as if the whole world had turned gray…