[Lu Xiaofeng] Sword God's Steward

No matter how many things happened before, the night of the decisive battle has come. The roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony is almost full of people, except for the thirteen extra mysterious figures who do not want to show their true colors, there are seven or eight A master in the middle school checked and finally stabilized the situation for the time being.

Under the moonlight, a figure in white clothes suddenly appeared, and then another appeared. They were all extremely light, as if they were really stuck to the slippery tile wall, walking on flat ground.

"Today's battle, you and I don't have to show mercy to the sword. Those who learn swords can die under the sword of a master." Ye Gucheng took a deep breath. His old disease has relapsed, and Ximen Chuuxue's medicine only It can be controlled for a month, and now it is exactly one month.

"It should be like this." Ximen Chuixue said coldly, but he didn't do anything else, but stood there holding the sword and looking into the distance.A circle of people watching the battle waited impatiently, wishing they could do it themselves.

"What are you waiting for?" Ye Gucheng covered his chest and coughed twice, his face looked even whiter.

"I'm waiting for Ye Gucheng." Ximen Chuuxue held his sword and looked into the distance, and said something inexplicable.

"Aren't I here?" Ye Gucheng looked at Ximen Chuuxue and said.

"No, you are here, but Ye Gucheng is not." Ximen Chuuxue said coldly without looking at him.

Ye Gucheng has been living overseas. Few people have seen him, and those who have met him will not understand him, so even if someone disguises himself as him, it is difficult to find out. Fubuki saw it through, just because he had an opening, he was trembling.

Others might think that this person was trembling faintly because he was injured, but Ximen Chuuxue knew that this person was suppressed by his sword energy, and couldn't help trembling with fear instinctively. Ye Gucheng will never be oppressed by his sword energy.

Ximen Chuuxue's words made everyone confused, isn't this person Ye Gucheng?Who is he then?Where is Ye Gucheng now?But before everyone could think further, the thirteen mysterious figures who had been silent all this time suddenly attacked the Ouchi guards next to them.

In the middle of the night, the moon is as big as a disk.When the young emperor woke up from his dream, the moonlight shone through the window into the green gauze curtain on the Dragon Tower, reflecting the shadow of a person. This is the forbidden palace. The emperor never needs to be served at night. Who would dare to sneak around in the middle of the night? Standing in front of the dragon collapse to spy?

"Who?" The emperor jumped up. He had practiced martial arts since he was a child, so his reaction was naturally not slow.

"Slave Wang An brought a person to see the Holy One." Director Wang stepped aside without waiting for the young Holy One to ask for instructions, and there was actually an emperor standing behind him, even the dragon robe he was wearing was exactly the same. There will never be a needle and thread missing, and the two of them look at each other like looking in a mirror.

If the emperor still doesn't understand by now, then he won't be able to sit on the dragon chair at a young age. The matter is already clear. They want to use this young man to impersonate him, make him emperor, and then kill him to silence him. In the name of Nanwang Shizi, sending his body back to Nanwang's mansion, even if someone can see the flaw afterwards, there is no proof of death.

"To tell you the truth, since the old prince came to Beijing last time and found that you look exactly like the young prince, this matter has already started." Manager Wang said proudly. He worked his life for them, birds died for food and people died for money, he was just conforming to the truth.

"You know that rebellion is a death penalty! Come!" The emperor opened the secret door, and four people with the same appearance flew out. They were quadruplet brothers born to the same mother.

No matter how good a person's martial arts is, there will always be flaws, but they can communicate with each other and learn from each other's strengths to make up for their weaknesses. The sword formation they formed may not be the best in the world, but few people can crack it.

I saw one person's sword stabbing towards Prince Nan, he calmly pushed away half a step, and suddenly a flash of sword light flew behind him, like a frightening light striking electricity, like a long rainbow shaking the sky, just for a moment, "Ding, ding, ding, ding" After four sounds, sparks splashed in all directions, and the sword lights all over the sky suddenly disappeared.This is said to be a rare sword array in the world that has been broken. The swords of the four brothers have been broken. After their figures fell, there was a person holding a sword behind them, with snow-white clothes, pale faces, and cold eyes. , the arrogance is compelling, even more compelling than the sword energy.

This is Ye Gucheng who was supposed to compete with Ximen Chuixue.

"Flying fairy outside the sky, breaking the seven stars with one sword, it is really a good swordsmanship." The emperor looked at Ye Gucheng with emotion, and was not afraid at all.He has been staying in the deep palace wall, yearning for this kind of swordsmanship very much, he saw this kind of swordsmanship, and even had a slight sense of admiration for Ye Gucheng.

"Naturally it's a good sword." Ye Gucheng nodded in agreement with no humility.

"You are a beautiful woman, but you are a thief." The emperor said regretfully, he suddenly wanted to know the reason why Ye Gucheng would help Nan Wang.

Ordinarily, people in the Jianghu would not care about the affairs of the imperial court. "Learn literary and martial arts, and the goods and the emperor's family" are just ordinary people's views. When they reach the realm of Ye Gucheng, they naturally don't care about fame and fortune, money and beautiful women. It also couldn't get into his eyes, so what's the reason?

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to know the answer more than anyone else. When he rushed from the main hall to Qianqing Palace, he just caught up with Ye Gucheng's sword. He should have known it was this person, but he really couldn't imagine it. A peerless swordsman as lonely as Ximen Fuxue would participate in such a thing.

Ye Gucheng sighed, Lu Xiaofeng appeared here, then the plan has failed, no matter which part it is, failure is a failure, Ye Gucheng doesn't have much regret, this is good, and he can feel at ease with Ximen Chuuxue Let's try it out.

The moonlight was gloomy, and after the mist cleared, a snow-like figure in white clothes appeared under the shadow of the imperial city. He had been waiting for a long time, just for an agreement between the two of them.

It's like waiting for 1000 years, two people finally meet, this is their fate, no one can escape, just because they are Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng stopped in his tracks, and the two of them looked at each other quietly, their gazes meeting like sharp sharp swords.None of them moved, but this static pressure was stronger and more terrifying than moving.

Pieces of fallen leaves floated down, floated between the two of them, and immediately fell, even the wind could not blow them.

The author has something to say: Today is a bit excited author:

OOXX, it's finally about to fight, and if I don't write about the two fighting, I guess I will have to suffocate to death.In other words, the two of them looked at each other, and there was a sense of instant kissing. I know that everyone still remember Stephen Chow's "Tang Bohu Spots the Autumn Fragrance"?In it, he and the master looked at each other in front of each other, they were exactly the same!

Mind Theater:

After the owner and the city owner looked at each other for ten seconds,

City Lord (serious face): The skin is good, what kind of cosmetics do you use?

Owner (expressionless): Dabao SOD Honey

The audience (==): ...