[Lu Xiaofeng Sword III] The Emei faction is playing a big game of chess

It is still the bamboo forest in the backyard.

With a "snap", the long sword in her hand fell to the ground. Ye Zhiran rubbed her wrist with another bruise, bent down to pick up Mo Xie who was on the ground, and looked up at the one who was holding a bamboo branch with one hand a few steps away. The man in white clothes gritted his teeth and said, "Come again."

His gaze swept over the girl's trembling hand tightly holding the sword, Ye Gucheng turned around, "That's it for today."

No one can change the fact that the city lord decided, Ye Zhiran pursed her lips, and put the sword into the scabbard at her waist.Fighting swords with Ye Gucheng, even if he is only one-sidedly guided by him, will consume a lot of mental and physical strength.As soon as the breath she held in her heart dissipated, Ye Zhiran felt the aches and pains all over her body surge up, her hands and feet seemed to be filled with lead, her legs softened, and she fell straight to the ground.Sighing, the girl in pink simply closed her eyes and prepared to welcome Mother Earth's embrace, when a slender and powerful hand suddenly stopped her waist and helped her up.

Ye Zhiran was stunned, and looked up at the man beside her, with a handsome and indifferent profile as before.But inexplicably, the sense of distance given to her was not as strong as before.Is it an illusion?I always feel that the city lord is more popular than when I saw him for the first time, and the girl in pink looked a little dazed.Ye Gucheng didn't look at her.His eyes fell on the butler standing by the bluestone table not far away, and he said slowly, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged butler bowed respectfully, "City Master, Young Master Ye has arrived."

"The living room is waiting."

Ye Zhiran was tilting her head and thinking about who "Young Master Ye" was, when she heard Ye Gucheng's cold voice say, "Change your clothes and go with me."

"……what?"

As soon as he walked into the living room, Ye Zhiran saw the young man in white sitting upright on a chair, holding a long sword, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his expression was cold and proud.Her footsteps paused, she turned her head to look at Ye Gucheng beside her,

"Is he imitating you?"

The Sword Immortal in white walked slowly to the chair in the middle of the living room and sat down, raised his eyes coldly and glanced at the young man sitting on the right side who started his hands, "He is imitating Ximen Chuuxue."

Ye Zhiran blinked, followed Ye Gucheng, walked up to him and sat down, the girl in pink held her chin, "Aren't you his cousin? Why didn't he imitate you, but went far away to imitate Ximen Chuuxue?"

Ye Gucheng picked up the teacup at hand, placed his long and fair fingers on the porcelain-white cup holder, chuckled coldly, and did not say a word.

Ye Zhiran blinked, thought about it seriously based on her own experience, and rolled her bright eyes, "You also taught him the same way you taught me swordsmanship?"

"No." Not everyone is worth his effort to guide one by one.

"Then how did you teach him swordsmanship?"

"Take off the sword in my hand within three moves." The white-clothed boy who had been sitting at the side, that is, Ye Guhong, interrupted coldly.His tone was cold, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

Ye Zhiran looked him up and down for a while, then silently looked up at the ceiling.Did the city lord not even let you use the sword?Sure enough, this is more shocking than a broken sword move.By the way, young man, you didn't turn to Ximen Chuuxue because you were so beaten by the city lord, did you?Ye Zhiran felt that she was the truth.

Glancing coldly at the girl in pink who was looking at the ceiling and wondering what she was thinking, Ye Guhong turned to his cousin Ye Gucheng, "Who is she?"

Young man, what are you trying to do with your tone of voice when you come home and ask your husband about the extra concubine?Ye Zhiran picked up the teacup.

Ye Gucheng's slender fingers slid across the lid of the cup without raising his eyes, "Your future cousin."

"..." Ye Zhiran's hand holding the cup trembled, and she silently turned her head to look at Ye Gucheng who was motionless beside him.Lord City Lord, do you still remember that sentence?They said she was a slip of the tongue, it really was a slip of the tongue, hey!

Ye Guhong's eyes widened in astonishment, and he stood up excitedly, "She's not even 15 years old!"

Sister Ye Zhiran nodded aside, there is nothing wrong with it, don't you think it's too early, Lord City Lord?

"How about her sword skills?!"

"..." Ye Zhiran silently put aside the teacup that she almost dropped by mistake, and moved her eyes from Ye Guhong who stared at her questioningly to Ye Gucheng who was calmly tasting tea beside her, and slowly raised her eyes. Put your hands on your forehead.So the key point for you, young man, is actually swordsmanship rather than age?Is there any inevitable connection between swordsmanship and who is your cousin?You two sword idiots!

Ye Gucheng put down the teacup in his hand, and glanced lightly at the girl in pink who was speechless, "Her swordsmanship is better than yours."

Ye Gucheng was slightly taken aback, then turned to Ye Gucheng angrily, "I don't believe it!"

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes faintly, his eyes fell on the teacup in his hand, and he ignored him.

The young man in white stepped in front of Ye Zhiran, drew his long sword out of its sheath, and pointed his sharp edge at her from top to bottom, "Fight me! I don't believe your swordsmanship is better than mine!"

Ye Zhiran silently turned her head to look at Ye Gucheng.City Lord Ye raised his eyes to look at her, and said lightly, "Compare if you want to compare, and throw him out if you don't want to compare."

"..." He is your cousin, right?Why am I the one who threw him out?

Ye Zhiran finally agreed to Ye Guhong's invitation to fight.On the one hand, the boy kept pointing his sword at her as if she would not give up unless she agreed. On the other hand, she also wanted to see what level her sword skills had reached.

When she was on Mount Emei, the brothers and sisters were too familiar with the swordsmanship, so she didn't feel much even if she won.Compared with his master Dugu Yihe, he was abused all the way, let alone Ye Gucheng.The rest of the people who fought against her can only be regarded as minor characters.Ye Zhiran really hasn't fought anyone on the same level as her.Therefore, for Ye Guhong's challenge, she is actually somewhat happy to see it succeed.

In the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, on the ground paved with pure white stone slabs, a young man in white and a girl in pink faced each other quietly.I don't know if it was influenced by the city lord. From the specially trained secret guards to the attendants sweeping the floor at the door, all of the city lord's mansion have an unusual interest in swords.When Ye Zhiran confronted Ye Guhong with a sword and showed a posture of confrontation in the courtyard, many attendants who passed by stopped their movements and stopped to watch. Ye Gucheng stood quietly by the side and did not stop .

On the roofs around the courtyard, the hidden guards of the City Lord's Mansion, from one to nine, are almost all there as long as there is nothing wrong.Ye Jiu, the youngest, squatted on an inconspicuous place on the roof of the living room, and poked Ye Wu beside him, "Who do you think will win?"

Ye Wu glanced at him lightly, "It hasn't started yet, how would I know." Ye Wu often follows Ye Gucheng, and his faint glance clearly shows the essence of Ye Chengzhu.Ye Jiu shivered from the cold, but continued to poke without giving up.

"Didn't you come back with the city lord and Miss Ye all the way? How is Miss Ye's swordsmanship?"

"do not know."

"I don't know?!" Ye Jiu turned to stare at him.

"I haven't seen her use a sword, so how could I know how good her sword skills are?"

"But……"

"Okay, stop arguing." Ye San, who had the most stable personality, stretched out his hand and pressed the shoulders of the two of them, "Since Miss Ye was brought back by the city lord to teach her personally, her swordsmanship and talent are definitely not bad. Let's start soon." Yes, take a good look."

Ye Jiu touched her head, and muttered softly, "Why don't I think the city lord brought her back just because of her sword skills..."

In the courtyard, seeing that Ye Guhong didn't move, Ye Zhiran didn't delay, she took Mo Xie out of her sheath, twirled her toes lightly, opened the four directions of fame and movement, and Jiang Hai Ningguang made the first move.The clear sword light splashed down like water, sealing the area three feet in front of Ye Guhong.Ye Guhong didn't dodge or evade, the long sword in his hand was out of the sheath, the tip of the sword pointed straight to the center of the sword light, and he took the sword head-on.

Ye Zhiran sighed slightly in her heart, young man, use an ordinary iron sword to head-to-head with a level 90 orange weapon. After this sword competition, the sword in your hand will probably be useless.However, she was not so kind as to wrong her own swordsmanship in order to take care of the sword in Ye Guhong's hand.

The tip of the sword was raised obliquely, and Yi shot Jiu Ri to cut towards his right shoulder.Ye Guhong's reaction was not unpleasant, and he changed his tactics quickly.The silver bright long sword turned into a stream of light and pointed directly at Ye Zhiran's throat. It was the white snake spit out the letter in Wudang's unique Taiyi Xuanmen sword.Although it was not difficult for Ye Zhiran to avoid the vital points and continue stabbing downwards at this time, she was not interested in exchanging injuries with him.With a backhand sword, Feng Xiu lowered his sword and dismissed it.

You come and go, the two people's hand-to-hand movements are getting faster and faster.The sword light turned into several afterimages hovering and dancing.The onlookers opened their eyes wide and tried hard to keep up with the movements of the two people in the courtyard.At this moment, Ye San frowned slightly, "Miss Ye was suppressed by Young Master Ye."

Indeed, Ye Zhiran is obviously not used to Ye Guhong's way of exchanging wounds for wounds, often she stabs with a sword, and Ye Guhong either dodges or evades with a backhand attack.She had no choice but to change her tactics to defend herself, every time she came and went, she was half a step slower than Ye Guhong.However, her swordsmanship is still better than Ye Guhong's after all, so she can continue to stalemate with him.

Hitting and hitting, Ye Zhiran also hit a real fire.This Ye Guhong is really a lunatic, he can still use this kind of double-lose style of play without hindrance, really leaving no room for himself.At this time, Ye Guhong didn't feel very good in his heart.Using this life-for-life style of play to deal with a little girl in a competition is actually considered a bit of a rascal.But even so, he still hasn't been able to win her.If it is simply based on the sword competition, he has actually lost.

How can he lose?How could he lose to a little girl who was less than 15 years old?There was a flash of light in Ye Guhong's eyes, and the speed of the sword became faster in vain, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight at the flaw in Ye Zhiran's sword technique.Ye Zhiran turned around and drew his sword reflexively.In the past few days, Ye Gucheng accompanied her in the fights, each time mercilessly pointed at the flaws in her sword moves, and then asked her to figure out a way to deal with them.The next day, he changed another method and countered her trick.After a few days, what flaws in her swordsmanship and how to deal with them were all firmly imprinted in her mind, almost forming a conditioned reflex.

Mo Xie's sword slashed across the thrusting long sword, leaving a white mark.The iron sword's sword power was not exhausted, Ye Zhiran watched the point of the sword magnify little by little in front of her eyes, a flash of light flashed in her mind, she raised the long sword in her hand as if possessed by a demon.The bright sword light pierced through the air, and the sword was shocked, and the sword energy was like a river rushing down with the force of nine heavens.Ye Guhong stood still on the spot, watching helplessly as the silver-bright sword light came through the air, and finally stopped in front of his throat.

"You lost." Ye Zhiran's left hand pointed obliquely at the ground, and the Mo Xie sword stopped at Ye Guhong's throat.The boy in white on the opposite side still stood still in place.His consciousness still remained at the sword just now, he could see her movements clearly, but he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.

He didn't respond, and Ye Zhiran didn't care either.Putting the sword back into its sheath, the girl in pink turned around, looked at Ye Gucheng not far away, and raised a bright smile,

"Ye Gucheng, I seem to have touched the threshold of Yuan Gong's swordsmanship and sword intent."