Zongwu: Opening Awakening copy and paste

Feng Wuhen looked at Ye Gucheng, and said lightly, the smile that was always on the corner of his mouth had disappeared.

Ye Gucheng's sword just now was indeed shocking, but not enough to make ghosts and gods cry, but even so, it was already the most powerful sword he had ever seen!

If it were him five years ago, maybe he would have died under that sword!

"If you lose, you lose. There is no reason to say, let's do it!"

Ye Gucheng took a deep breath, said in a deep voice, and then closed his eyes, not intending to resist any more.

But his face suddenly became calm, all the previous anger and pride disappeared, as if he was a completely different person.

Perhaps, at this moment, he has let go of everything.

But Feng Wuhen suddenly put away the sword!

Seeing this scene, everyone present was taken aback again.

"What's the meaning?!"

Ye Gucheng opened his eyes, looked at Feng Wuhen, and asked puzzledly.

"You and I have no enmity, and I didn't come here to kill you. Besides, you still have a promise that you haven't fulfilled, and there are still people waiting for you."

Feng Wuhen said indifferently, the Yitian sword had already been sheathed.

"You already saw through all my plans?!"

Ye Gucheng suddenly woke up and asked loudly in disbelief.

But Feng Wuhen didn't intend to stay any longer, he chuckled lightly, turned around and walked out.

He just came to compare swords.

Ye Gucheng looked at Feng Wuhen who was slowly disappearing at the entrance of the main hall, and couldn't help frowning, all the past flashed in his mind one by one, then shook his head with a wry smile, and walked out without saying a word .

Watching Ye Gucheng leave, the emperor finally let out a long breath and sat down on the ground.

Everything, due to the appearance of Feng Wuhen, was reduced to pieces.

...

The top of the Bauhinia.

The decisive battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Zhenye Gucheng has come to an end. In the end, Ye Gucheng lost to Ximen Chuuxue and died under the sword of the Sword God.

This is a battle that has been fought in the past and present, and it is destined to be passed down in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

At the moment when the war ended, there was a sudden cry in the sky, and everyone couldn't help but look up, and then suddenly turned pale with shock.

In the night sky, I saw a big eagle soaring freely in the sky, circling above the Forbidden City, a boy in black with a sword, standing straight on the back of the eagle, as steady as Mount Tai.

"Look!"

"It's the Sword Emperor! It's the Sword Emperor!"

"It's really him!"

All of a sudden, those Jianghu people who had come to watch the battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng suddenly exploded, and their attention was all attracted.

It seems that Feng Wuhen is the real focus.

Lu Xiaofeng, who had just returned to the scene of the decisive battle from the emperor's bedroom, stopped, looked up at the figures and eagles in the air, frowned involuntarily, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He already knew what happened in the emperor's bedroom, and seemed to understand it all at once.

Ximen Chuuxue stood on the top of the building, looked up at the people and the eagles that were gradually going away after circling twice in the air, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

He finally believed what Lu Xiaofeng told him before, because the him just now had a messed up heart, and he wasn't the one who went all out.

But Ye Gucheng still died under his sword.

Or, to be precise, Ye Gucheng just now came to seek death!

he doesn't understand...

Chapter 69 Willing Surrender

Fengwu state.

Ten miles away from the capital.

A tavern is located next to the pipeline, and the rich aroma of wine wafts far away. Occasionally, pedestrians pass by, always unconsciously attracted by the aroma of wine, and cannot bear to leave.

Feng Wuhen was sitting alone in the tavern, sipping a bowl of wine on the table, looking very comfortable.

The fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

This is absolutely true, who would have thought that there would be such a memorable wine in such a remote place.

There were not many guests in the tavern, but all of them could be called absolute alcoholics.

There are no singers singing and singing, no noisy and lively drinking and drinking, only wine.

He had been sitting for a long time and drank a lot, but he seemed to be drunk after a thousand cups, and his mind was still sober, even the boss who sold the wine was very curious.

At this moment, two people walked in from the door of the tavern, one was wearing a long blue cloth gown with two beards, the other was dressed in white like snow, holding a long sword.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue!

From the moment they appeared at the entrance of the tavern, Feng Wuhen recognized them.

Lu Xiaofeng looked around, and finally set his eyes on Feng Wuhen, and walked over slowly.

"It seems that there is no case in the world that you, Lu Xiaofeng, cannot solve, and there is no one who cannot be found."

Feng Wuhen smiled and said lightly.

"Since Master Feng arrived in the capital, why did you leave without saying goodbye? Lu Xiaofeng has not thanked you in person for your great kindness."

Lu Xiaofeng came to Feng Wuhen and said with a smile, very sincerely.

"Everyone takes what they need, not to mention any kindness, and you have already paid the price for it as early as Tianqi Peak."

Feng Wuhen took a sip of the wine and said lightly.

"But I didn't expect Pavilion Master Feng to come to Fengwu Prefecture in person. It's really surprising."

Lu Xiaofeng said slowly.

Feng Wuhen smiled, and beckoned the boss to bring two more jugs of wine, and motioned for a bowl for Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue.

"Wouldn't it be nice to drink from a pot?"

Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand to refuse, directly picked up one of the jugs of wine, raised his head and took three sips.

"Good wine!"

He was also a heavy drinker.

Feng Wuhen smiled, didn't say anything, and sipped the wine on his own.

"Actually, I know that the battle at the top of the Bauhinia has attracted the attention of many people, but they don't know that the real decisive battle is not the battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, but between you and Ye Gucheng. In the meantime, before Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue went to war, he had already lost, and he lost completely."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Feng Wuhen and said meaningfully.

When he said this, the expression of Ximen Chuuxue who was standing aside changed.

"He just lost to himself. From the moment he entered the capital, he has already lost."

Feng Wuhen smiled and said lightly.

"But there is no one in this world who can make Lord Baiyun willing to die. I admire him, and I admire him sincerely."

Lu Xiaofeng cupped his fists and said seriously.

If the previous respect was purely because of the names of Feng Wuhen and Tianya Haige in the Jianghu, then Lu Xiaofeng now really respects Feng Wuhen from the bottom of his heart.

No one can make Ye Gucheng willing to die, not even Ximen Chuuxue.

"How many tricks did you use?"

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

Feng Wuhen slowly raised his head, looked at the expressionless Ximen Chuuxue, shook his head and smiled.

At this moment, Ximen Chuuxue looks even worse than losing to Ye Gucheng.

"one move."

Feng Wuhen replied lightly, relaxed and casual.

After hearing his answer, Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue were stunned at the same time, looking at Feng Wuhen in disbelief.

No one in the world can defeat Ye Gucheng with one move!It's almost impossible.

But now this person is sitting in front of them.

"The name of the Sword Emperor is indeed not a vain name, I admire it."

Lu Xiaofeng cupped his fists respectfully and said sincerely.

Now he understands that the sudden rise of Tianyahaige is no coincidence.

"Ye Gucheng is a person who has an extreme pursuit of a certain kind of perfection, but since he realized the flying fairy outside the sky, his pursuit of the sword has reached a bottleneck, and there is no breakthrough."

"He may have taken this conspiracy as a battle and challenge in his kendo, to verify and pursue a more perfect, even though this challenge is full of risks of destruction."

"But from the moment he degraded himself and made this conspiracy, he was no longer the Ye Gucheng he used to be, so he was destined to lose. Even if it wasn't for me, he would still be defeated by Ximen Chuuxue's sword, because Once the conspiracy is exposed, he loses."

"Actually, you should be the one who exposed all of this. I'm just doing it for you."

Feng Wuhen smiled and said with some emotion.

Ye Gucheng is indeed a rare swordsman, which is really a pity.

"In any case, Lu will never forget Pavilion Master Feng's kindness."

As Lu Xiaofeng said, he suddenly knelt on the ground on one knee.

"From now on, Lu Xiaofeng is willing to look forward to the Master of Feng Pavilion. As long as I, Lu Xiaofeng, are needed to help in the future, no matter how much I say, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate to do so."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Feng Wuhen and said seriously.

Ximen Chuuxue beside him couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He knew that the reason Lu Xiaofeng did this was entirely for him.

At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes outside the tavern.

A black carriage and dozens of fast horses stopped at the entrance of the tavern.

The leaders are Lan Xinyu and Lan Jian.

"I should go. Let's talk about the future. I will pay for the wine."

Feng Wuhen stood up slowly, and as he spoke, he took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and put it on the table, and walked out, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

Lu Xiaofeng got up slowly, looked at Feng Wuhen who walked out of the tavern and got into the carriage, and smiled knowingly.

He is a friend worth making, for Feng Wuhen.

On the official road, surrounded by dozens of fast horses, a black carriage drove all the way to an unknown place, drifting away and disappearing into the sky.

...

unknowable.

Under Tianqi Peak.

A group of people hurried towards the top of Tianqi Peak, the leader was a young man jumping up and down, with a scar on his face, he kept urging the people behind him.

Perhaps it was because of him that the gang seemed in such a hurry.

"Little Yu'er, haven't we already reached Tianqi Peak? Tianyahai Pavilion is very close, so don't be so anxious, right?"

A chubby, balding middle-aged man grinned and said with some complaints.

"Then you should hurry up, Uncle Yan is still waiting for us to go back..."

After the voice fell, the young man had already slipped several feet away...

Chapter 70 Capital crimes are exempt

Tianyahai Pavilion.ごщщщ.щцcцō⒏.cōмご

"Girl, I'm Jiang Xiaoyu in Xiahua Jiangzhou, and I'm here to ask for advice."

A young man with a scar on his face came to the door of the building, cupped his hands at the four sword-wielding women guarding the door, and said with a smile, his eyes rolled around.