Immortal sword edge

The azure sea waves are bursting, stretching as far as the eye can see, sparkling in the golden sunlight.

Ximen Chuixue stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, the sea breeze blowing towards his face carried the unique salty smell of sea water, making his robe rattle.

After many years, he boarded the passenger ship to Baiyun City again, and his mood was completely different. The last time he came there was a slight hope amidst the pain, but this time it was a desperate decision, just for complete relief.

In the distance, a few seabirds were gliding past the surface of the sea, and he heard the sound of rolling waves, and his heart gradually calmed down, without any waves.

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Ye Gucheng stood holding a sword, standing on a hill that was not too high or too short. The early autumn wind lifted his hair and hem of his clothes, making him look like a banished immortal.

Time gradually passed, and I don't know how long he stood there. Finally, a black shadow slowly appeared at the end of the official path.

The sound of horseshoes in the long team, the soldiers are heavily armored, and the discipline is strict. This is obviously a well-trained army, and everyone has a bloodthirsty look on them. This team has really killed people and seen blood. Master of all battles.

In the middle of the team of a hundred people is a well-protected luxury carriage, and the person sitting in it is exactly his goal for today.

Rumble!There was a huge explosion, horses neighing, smoke and dust billowing, and the whole team was confused by this sudden change.

But at this moment, countless men in black rushed out from all directions with sharp knives in their hands, killing everyone they saw. For a moment, the world was stained red with blood.

After all, it was the iron-blooded army torn out of the sea of ​​blood. Even if it was caught off guard by someone, it quickly reacted, formed an formation against the enemy, and firmly guarded the carriage.

The battle between the two sides became more and more fierce, and there were already countless corpses lying on the ground, including soldiers in iron armor and men in black.Blood flowed like a river.

Ye Gucheng stood quietly on the top of the mountain, unmoved by the incomparably tragic scene below, not even frowning.

Suddenly, the door of the carriage "squeaked" and was pushed open. In the midst of the fighting, this sound should be very small, and it would not be noticed by people at all, but for some reason, everyone present was blocked This small sound attracted them, and they all looked over here.

A man in brocade clothes slowly came out of the car. He didn't look very big, at most 23 or [-] years old. With a smile.

Holding a gold-painted folding fan in his hand, he stood on the shaft of the chariot, glanced at him, and didn't look at anyone, but landed directly on a hill not far away, and his magnetic and melodious voice spread far away, "Since you are here, Why don't you show up and meet!"

As soon as his words fell, a white shadow jumped forward.

Ye Gucheng's face was cold and serious, his amber eyes were as bright as cold stars.

His skin was very fair, but it was not sickly pale, but a crystal clear and lustrous color like white jade.On his jet-black hair, he wore a crown of sandalwood beads, and his clothes were as white as snow.

It was obviously a scene of hell like a Shura, but when he landed, it was like a king ascending to Jiuchong, or like a flying fairy from outside the sky stepping on white clouds and descending to the world.

Gong Jiu's eyes lit up, and he opened his folding fan to cover the corners of his mouth, "A sword is coming to the west, flying immortals from the sky! You are Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City!"

Ye Gucheng didn't deny it, not denying it means admitting it, and he didn't even bother to deny it!

Gong Jiu naturally understood, he asked: "I have never had any enmity with Baiyun City, why did the city lord block my way?"

He said indifferently: "The road ahead is difficult and unpredictable. It is better for Prince Taiping to go back."

Gong Jiu raised his eyes slightly, he looked charming in a daze, he murmured: "Yes, I almost forgot, you are the teacher of Nan Wang Shizi, you have a good reason to stop me!"

However, he waved his sleeves and said with a light smile, "Are you sure you can stop me?"

Ye Gucheng drew his sword, "If you can't stop it, you have to try it to know."

The next moment, the two figures leaped forward and collided with each other.The movements of the two were so fast that only white afterimages were left in the air.

"Crack!" The gold-painted folding fan was twisted into pieces, and the long and narrow blade flew past Gong Jiu's face, leaving a shallow scratch on that handsome face.

Staring closely at the man opposite, Gong Jiu stretched out his thumb and slowly slid along the wound, then brought the blood-stained fingertip to his lips and licked it lightly.His eyes widened, with a touch of scarlet, and an extremely excited smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

When he attacked Ye Gucheng again, he already had an extra sword in his hand, a thin, bright, narrow and long soft sword.

The amber eyes were slightly bright. He knew that Gong Jiu was very powerful, but he didn't expect that the opponent also used a sword. This way, it would be even better!

Gong Jiu's swordsmanship is very good, not much worse than him, light and subtle, changeable, and takes a strange path.

It was only gradually that he realized something was wrong, the long sword bypassed the opponent's attack, and slashed straight down, Gong Jiu twisted strangely, avoiding the stabbing sword, but left a bleeding wound on his body.There are reasons for once or twice, but what about five times and six times, eight times and nine times?Even at the end, the opponent almost blatantly jumped at his sword - of course, avoiding the vital point.

As the number of wounds on his body gradually increased, there was no trace of pain on the other party's face, but an abnormal excitement.There was a strange blush on both cheeks.

No matter how dull Ye Gucheng was, he vaguely understood what was going on. He felt a little nauseated, and then became angry. How could such a person deserve to use a sword!

The long sword was raised high, reflecting the bright light under the setting sun.Ye Gucheng's back was straight, his robe sleeves were inflated, and his whole body and sword had become one.

The sound of the sword roared!Dazzling, not to be stared at!

The brilliance of that sword broke through the chaos and illuminated the entire world!

A sword is a good sword!People are flying fairies!

Gong Jiu bit her lips desperately, her handsome face twisted into a ferocious arc, her eyes became brighter and glowed red.

Two white shadows passed by like lightning without making any sound.

It's all quiet!Almost all of them were dead, and the few remaining men in black and armored soldiers subconsciously held their breath.

Ye Gucheng's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but it was only for a moment, and soon stabilized. No one noticed except him, a little bit of blood between his right ribs gradually spread, and against the snow-white clothes, it was even more so. Obtrusive.

"Hahahaha!" Gong Jiu looked up to the sky and laughed, "It's a joy! It's a joy! It's worthy of being the leader of the swords in the South China Sea!"

With a snap, the soft sword fell, and his body softened, and he had already fallen to the ground, and the few remaining soldiers quickly surrounded him.

Gong Jiu was seriously injured, he could feel that it was extremely difficult for him to even move, but his face did not have the slightest weakness of a seriously injured person, instead, there were blushes, which was an expression of extreme excitement.

He stared at the person who was gradually going away, and laughed wildly and recklessly...

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well!Tang Mu lay lazily on the couch, sighed deeply, the autumn sun shone on him through the window, it was so warm that it made people drowsy.

But now he can't sleep. Ximen Chuuxue has been away from the villa for ten days. During these ten days, he ate, drank and slept soundly. No one is behind him forcing him to practice sword anymore. He should be relieved. But he wasn't happy at all.

He misses him!Well, it is indeed hypocritical for a man to say this, even more coy than a woman, but he is indeed in a bad mood.

He is no longer a hot-blooded boy, he has already seen the matter of love thoroughly, and he is a master who has never touched himself among thousands of flowers, who knows that once he falls in love, he also tastes the feeling of missing someone. This experience is really new.

Turning over, he changed his mind, and thought of the letter from Feige that he had just received in the morning.

The letter was sent by Fei Ji herself, saying that the Rakshasa Sect has been in trouble recently, and the leader seems to have made a big move.

He knew that the most important thing he should do now was to go back quickly, so that he could be prepared even if something happened, instead of being in the Central Plains beyond his reach.But he was a little bit reluctant, at least he was absolutely reluctant to leave before Ximen Chuuxue came back.

Thinking of this, he sighed again. The word "love" is really harmful. He knew that the power he had run for many years might collapse accidentally, but he was reluctant to leave. He even felt that as long as he could be with Ximen, even if it was Abandoning the identity of the young leader of the Devil's Sect is also a happy one!

It's really a magic barrier!He patted his forehead and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

At this moment, a white light flashed suddenly, he let out a little snort, and looked at the fat, white furry fox with interest.

This is a fox that Ximen loves very much. He has seen it several times, but he doesn't know if it's his illusion, he always feels that it doesn't like him very much.

The white fox squats gracefully on the window sill, its black eyes are like the best jewels, shining with luster, its small pointed ears are trembling, it looks extremely cute.

Tang Mu sat up and stretched out his hand to grab it into his arms.With a whoosh, the white fox passed under his hands and jumped off the window sill.Startled, he leaned on the window sill and looked out.

In the empty corridor, the white fox stomped forward a few steps slowly, then turned around and gave him a low bark.

Tang Mu was surprised, raised his eyebrows, did he let himself follow?