Heroes of the Plane Cultivation System

Chapter 119 The Youth of That Sword
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Ye Gucheng's demeanor is unique, he walks quietly in the restaurant, like a banished fairy, the eyes of the world naturally focus on him.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Ye Gucheng sat on the stool, staring at Lu Wuchen and Lu Xiaofeng with a pair of star-like eyes.

"Are you guys coming to see the fun too?" Ye Gucheng asked coldly.

Shrugging his shoulders, Lu Wuchen said with a faint smile: "The battle between City Lord Ye and Ximen Chuuxue has been spread all over the Jianghu, how can we not come and watch such an epic duel."

"Exactly!" Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, and said with a smile in his eyes, "At first we thought we would miss such a wonderful duel, but who knew we would dare to go in, we can only say that we were very lucky."

"I just don't know why City Lord Ye came here?" Lu Wuchen asked suspiciously.

"I'm here to find someone, who is Tang Tianrong?"

Ye Gucheng looked around behind the restaurant, and just after he finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on a person in the left corner.

This person has a handsome face, but at this moment his face has been distorted and stiff, and it looks very hideous at first glance.

He had been sitting quietly in the corner all this time, even Lu Xiaofeng didn't notice him when he came up.He was still very young, and his clothes were gorgeous, but there was a hint of crazy and ferocious expression in his eyes.

Tang Tianrong stared at Ye Gucheng, and said with resentment: "I am Tang Tianrong!"

As soon as Tang Tianrong finished speaking, the people at the seven or eight tables closest to him suddenly dispersed and retreated to the corners on both sides. In a short moment, a vacuum belt appeared in the restaurant.

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "Do you know who I am?"

Hearing this, Tang Tianrong nodded.

Ye Gucheng glanced at Tang Tianrong coldly and said, "Everyone in the world said that I was injured. Are you wondering why I am still alive now?"

The muscles at the corner of Tang Tianrong's mouth seemed to be beating, and he asked coldly: "Who detoxified you?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the people in the restaurant showed a hint of understanding. The honest monk still did not lie this time. Ye Gucheng was indeed injured, and he was indeed hit by the arsenic of the Tang family.But why the poisonous concealed weapon of the Tang Sect, which makes the world tremble, has no effect on Ye Gucheng?

"Who detoxified him?" The same doubt appeared in everyone's mind.

Everyone wanted Shi Gucheng to answer this question, but Ye Gucheng didn't answer, and said indifferently: "It's not poisonous, why detoxify?"

Tang Tianrong was shocked: "It's not poisonous?"

Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "A little dust, what's the poison?"

Tang Tianrong's complexion changed, and he shouted sharply: "The flying sand in our sect is just a speck of dust in your eyes?"

Ye Gucheng nodded and looked at Tang Tianrong coldly.

Tang Tianrong didn't speak any more, but slowly stood up, and unbuttoned his long gown, revealing the fine clothes underneath.

His attire was neither strange nor frightening, but what was frightening was the two leopard leather pouches attached to his left hipbone, and the pair of fishskin gloves on his belt.

quiet!
very quiet!
In a short moment, the restaurant became silent, and everyone wanted to leave, but they were reluctant to leave, because everyone knew that it was here, and at this moment, a thrilling battle was about to take place.

Tang Tianrong put on the gloves, and the fishskin gloves shone with a strange green light, and his face seemed to turn pale green.

Ye Gucheng stood quietly, flicking the long sword in his hand, but did not draw the sword out of its sheath.

Staring at the long sword in Ye Gucheng's hand, Tang Tianrong suddenly said loudly: "Who else thinks that the poisonous sand in our sect is just a bit of dust?"

No one speaks.

Tang Tianrong went on to say: "If no one else thinks so, you'd better go downstairs, to avoid accidental injury!"

It is said that those who are reluctant to leave have no choice but to leave. After all, the arsenopyrite of the Tang family is even more terrifying than the plague in the hearts of people in the martial arts, and no one wants to get a little bit of it.

"Ye Gucheng, take your life!"

With a stern voice, Tang Tianrong's hands trembled for a while, and countless Tangmen poisonous sands covered the whole body of Ye Gucheng like a black cloud.

Ye Gucheng's hand that had been holding the hilt of the sword suddenly turned over. Ye Gucheng, who was famous in the world, finally showed off his swordsmanship in front of everyone.

Flying Immortals!

Before the blade was out of its sheath, the entire hall was filled with sharp and piercing howls of swords.

The gangsters who were a little closer to the battlefield couldn't help but bend down and cover their ears, and opened their mouths wide at the same time, trying their best to relieve the pressure caused by the sound of sword whistling.However, compared to the star-like sword light in Ye Gucheng's hand, the imposing howl of the sword can only be reduced to embellishment.

The moment he unsheathed it, no one could see exactly how Ye Gucheng thrust out the sword. They could only see that the dazzling sword marks in the sky were woven into a net of light, making people dazzled and dizzy.

Ye Gucheng's sword is like flying fireflies flying catkins, and the last touch of burning clouds before the sunset has a dense and graceful beauty like brocade.
The sword light flickered, and Ye Gucheng pierced into the poisonous sand that looked like a black cloud. When the sword light stirred, the black cloud in the sky was smashed into blue sparks, as beautiful as fireworks in the dark night .

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing like popping beans, and at the last crisp sound, a spark exploded in the air, blinding everyone's eyes.

With a flash of sword light, Tang Tianrong's figure fell to the ground, while Ye Gucheng's murderous aura disappeared, and he sheathed his sword. There was no trace of dust on his snow-white clothes, and his calm posture seemed as if he had never made a move.
"hiss……"

There was a sound of air-conditioning in the restaurant. Everyone looked around and saw that Tang Tianrong's arms had naturally drooped, and blood flowed from the lute bones of his left and right shoulders. Everyone knew that Tang Tianrong would never be able to use hidden weapons again.

Tang Tianrong was suffering, and tears flowed down with the blood. For the children of the Tang family, there was no way to fire hidden weapons in their lifetime. This was simply more terrifying and cruel than death.

The strong will never show mercy to the weak, Ye Gucheng no longer glanced at Tang Tianrong, but turned around to look at Lu Wuchen and Lu Xiaofeng.

clap clap...

Lu Wuchen applauded lightly, and said with a faint smile: "It's a good move to the Flying Immortal, if Ye Gucheng stabs Lu Xiaofeng with his sword in today's state, then we won't be able to see Lu Xiaofeng today."

"Hey..." Lu Xiaofeng nodded with a smile, and said, "Indeed! Speaking of which, I have to thank City Lord Ye for his mercy that day. Taoist Mu is right, Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven is indeed an unparalleled swordsmanship in the world !"

Ye Gucheng said proudly: "This is a sword technique unparalleled in the world."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes, no matter how many times I have seen it, I will be shocked by this sword, no one can compare to this sword!"

Hearing this, Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly showed a strange expression, and he looked at Lu Xiaofeng and asked something strange.

"Where's Ximen Chuuxue?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, and said: "I'm not Ximen Chuuxue." Strange questions can only be answered with strange words.

Looking at Ye Gucheng, Lu Wuchen smiled lightly and said, "Master Ye, do you still remember what I said?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Which sentence?"

Lu Wuchen sighed and said, "You and Ximen Chuuxue are rare peerless swordsmen in Jianghu, do you have to fight to the death?"

"Alas..." Hearing this, Ye Gucheng sighed rarely, and said, "You don't understand the loneliness of being in a high place!"

Lu Wuchen shook his head and said: "Maybe, but I know that even if you decide the winner in this duel, the winner will only be more lonely like snow!"

Ye Gucheng was silent for a while, and said: "Since Shengyu and He Shengliang, how can there be two undefeated swordsmen in the Jianghu at the same time?" After speaking, a trace of loneliness flashed across his face, and then he walked away.

As soon as Ye Gucheng went out, the restaurant suddenly became like a pot of boiling water, causing commotion.Some people argued loudly, and some rushed downstairs to spread the news.Since Ye Gucheng was not dead, he was not injured either.And everyone has seen his swordplay, the unparalleled swordplay of that day! So they're going to spread the word!

After taking a sip of his wine, Lu Wuchen looked at Lu Xiaofeng, smiled lightly and said, "What do you think we should do next?"

"Find someone!"

"Uncle Guisun?"

"good!"

(End of this chapter)