The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 141 The Night of the Full Moon (Subscribe)

August fifteen.

Only in the evening, Zijin Mountain has already come to many famous figures and great tycoons.

This is a peerless battle between the most famous swordsmen in the world, but no one who has a reputation in the world wants to miss it.

Therefore, when Hao Jian brought Xue Bing to the foot of Zijin Mountain, martial arts figures with swords and swords could be seen everywhere on the mountain road.

"Bitch, you really are here!"

Hearing this familiar address, Hao Jian knew it was Lu Xiaofeng without looking back!
Except for him, no one in this Jianghu called him that.

"Aren't you here too..." Hao Jian said with a light smile, "This decisive battle is destined to glorify the martial arts for a hundred years. If you miss it, wouldn't it be a great pity in your life?"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "That's right, at least when I'm old, I can still have enough capital to brag to my children and grandchildren... But I really can't bear to see one of them die. Brother, why did you come to see this decisive battle?"

Hao Jian said with a half-smile, "Of course I saw the flaws in their swordsmanship, and then I won the battle. With the reputation of the two of them, I became the number one master in the world."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing out loud, "Bitch, you really know how to joke! Although you were tied with Ximen Chuuxue earlier, but later you beat Baiyun Sword Immortal by half a chip, you have even compared... what are you talking about Look at the flaws in their swordsmanship? Isn't this superfluous?"

Hao Jian looked at Lu Xiaofeng like a fool, and said, "Then what are you asking? Will I tell you after you ask? Do you believe me when I tell you? Is it true if you believe it?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

He thinks he can be regarded as a smooth-talking person, but every time he meets Hao Jian, he finds that he is no match at all!

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The sky gradually darkened, and when the first star in the sky lit up, Ye Gucheng appeared first.

The full moon is in the sky, reflecting the vast mountains and fields, covering the world with a very light silver layer.

Ye Gucheng was wearing snow-white clothes, holding the Feihong sword in his hand, with pale cheeks and cold eyes.

He didn't look at the heroes around him, his eyes paused on Hao Jianjian, and then turned to the distant sky.

No matter whether it is Master Shi Yan, the master of Wudang, or the old silver coin wood Taoist, or the great compassion Zen master of Shaolin Temple, or even the heroes of the world who come here for fame, Ye Gucheng is not in the eyes.

His arrogance is more compelling than sword energy!

He is waiting, waiting for the appearance of another peerless swordsman in white clothes who wins the snow like him!
This battle is destined to be glorious through the ages, and it will be praised by countless people in the world!
Compared with Wuyang City, the battle between Hao Jian and Ye Gucheng had a greater influence!
When the moon is full and in the middle of the sky, it becomes more and more round, and from a distance, Ye Gucheng standing on the top of the mountain looks like a fairy in the moon, reclusive and independent, full of indescribable sense of loftiness.

"Ye Gucheng, stronger than last time!" Lu Xiaofeng said quietly.

His face is very ugly...

Originally, people in the world were more optimistic about Ye Gucheng's three points, but now Ye Gucheng seems to be stronger than Wuyang City in the first battle...

Could it be that Ximen Chuuxue was destined to die here?
Thinking of his best friend going to die tonight, Lu Xiaofeng's face became paler and paler.

Xue Bing sat on the stone, Hao Jian lay comfortably on Xue Bing's lap, looking at the moonless sky with his eyes, he said calmly, "Are you so unconfident in Ximen Chuuxue?"

Lu Xiaofeng said a little annoyed: "You know I don't think so! It's just..."

"Just what? It's just because I defeated Ye Gucheng, so he realized his shame and acted bravely. Now you think Ximen Chuuxue is here to die tonight?" Hao Jian sneered.

"Isn't it?" Lu Xiaofeng said agitatedly.

"Lu Xiaofeng, do you think that you are stronger than Ximen Chuuxue, and you feel that you are not necessarily Ye Gucheng's opponent, so you decide that Ximen Chuuxue is not Ye Gucheng's opponent? You underestimate Ximen Chuuxue too!" Hao Jian's expression There was some sarcasm, "His sincerity in the way of the sword is doomed that he will never be worse than anyone else!"

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.

"Well said!" Taoist Mu suddenly appeared next to him, and laughed loudly: "The old Taoist is also optimistic about Ximen Chuuxue! Gu Song, what do you think?"

Jushi Gusong seemed to be the shadow of Taoist Mu, always beside him, and said with a smile: "I still think that Baiyun Sword Immortal is slightly better. But no matter who is better than the other, they are the strongest in the world Swordsman, shining twin stars in the world! Therefore, tonight's battle, no matter who wins or loses, is a good story that has been passed down in the world for hundreds of years!"

Just as Lu Xiaofeng was about to speak, his gaze suddenly froze.

Under the misty moonlight, a figure suddenly appeared, dressed in white clothes better than snow, whiter than the fog, whiter than the moon.

Ximen blows snow!

His figure floated like the wind, and he landed on the top of the mountain like a nine-day sword god, a few feet away from Ye Gucheng, standing still with his sword behind his back.

Both of them hadn't drawn their swords yet, but the sword energy around them already made people tremble with fear.

This kind of fierce sword aura was originally emitted by them themselves. What was scary was the people, not the swords in their hands.

Ye Gucheng looked at Ximen Chuuxue, and suddenly said: "It's been a long time, don't come here without any problems."

Ximen Chuuxue replied: "Duo Meng is perfect, lucky to be safe.

Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "There is no need to mention the old things again. In today's battle, you and I will do our best!"

"It should be so." Ximen Chuixue said.

"They actually knew each other a long time ago?" Lu Xiaofeng said in astonishment, "I never knew!"

Hao Jian was also a little surprised, he didn't know that these two people had known each other before, and the conversation sounded... there was always a sense of grievances...

If it were a man and a woman who said this, it would be even more bloody...

The surrounding heroes were obviously also shocked, and they obviously didn't expect that these two peerless swordsmen had a past...

No, Hao Jian's fire of gossip started to burn immediately!

"Ximen Chuuxue, Ye Gucheng, what's the past between you two? Tell me about it?" Hao Jian shouted, not paying any attention to the weird faces of the people around him.

Ye Gucheng glanced at Hao Jian, then looked away immediately, and raised the sword in his hand, "This sword was forged by overseas cold iron elites. It is blown and broken. The blade is three feet three feet, and the net weight is six catties and four taels."

Ximen Chuixue said: "Good sword!"

"I'm here!" Hao Siri Jian responded.

"Can you control yourself a little bit?" Lu Xiaofeng was going crazy, people were talking about swords, why are you joining in the fun?

Ximen Chuuxue also glanced at Hao Jian, raised his sword again, and said: "This is a sharp weapon in the world. The blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

Ye Gucheng was about to say "a good sword", but when the words came to his lips, he abruptly turned a corner, "Okay... a good sword!"

All right, he's afraid that Hao Jian will make a fool of himself again...

"It's indeed a very good sword!" Ximen Chuuxue's face twitched.

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(End of this chapter)