MTL - The Melon-eating Swordsman In the Ancient Dragon World

Chapter 375 The dashing Ximen Chuixue and the counterfeit Ye Gucheng

 “The Lord of Baiyun City is here!” Yin Xian appeared from under the eaves and said loudly.

The next moment, a white-clothed figure appeared under the moonlight. His body was fluttering, as if he were riding the wind. His lightness skills were not inferior to those of Sikong Zhaixing, Lu Xiaofeng and others.

 Ye Gucheng appears!

Ye Gucheng was dressed in white, and his figure flew up and down again, as if he were an immortal descending from the sky. He stood lightly and deftly on the far left side of the eaves of the Taihe Hall.

The moment Ye Gucheng floated down, a figure suddenly appeared on the far right side of the eaves of the palace ridge.

Compared to the high-profile appearance of Ye Gucheng, this figure appeared abrupt and cold. There were no gorgeous special effects. Everyone just felt that there was a person appearing out of thin air in front of their eyes.

 Ximen Chuixue has arrived too!

At this time, people were already crowding around the ridge of the palace. Lu Xiaofeng and his entourage, the thirteen mysterious men, Wei Ziyun and other four commanders, and seven or eight expert guards were all looking at the two men intently.

 The moon has reached the sky, and is as smooth as washing. It spreads to the earth and covers everyone.

Under the clear moonlight, everyone could clearly see the two similar black-sheathed long swords, the two similar men in white, and even their pale faces were very similar.

Ximen Chuixue's pale face had a touch of rosy color, while Ye Gucheng's pale face had a touch of livid color.

 But both of them had expressionless faces, and the sword intent in their bodies began to boil.

 This is sword energy!

But Lu Xiaofeng frowned a little, and Su Shaoying was a little impressed.

The person pretending to be Ye Gucheng in front of him is indeed a master who can hurt Aunt Gongsun. He is indeed a top swordsman. Even if he is not as good as Ye Gucheng, he is only slightly inferior.

And when he pretended to be Ye Gucheng, as long as he didn't actually do anything, his temperament, qinggong, and sword intent were all imitated so vividly that they were exactly the same as Ye Gucheng's in person!

Everyone present was not familiar with Ye Gucheng. Even Mu Taoist only had a casual acquaintance with him. Perhaps only the quick-thinking Lu Xiaofeng discovered something, but he was not sure. He thought it was caused by Ye Gucheng's poisoning. Variety.

 Where did King Pingnan and Ye Gucheng find such a top master?

Such a top master, or a top master with swords, cannot appear out of thin air for no reason. According to Su Shaoying's calculations, even if this person were placed on the Unnamed Island, he would probably be the third person below Wu Ming and Gong Jiu.

 So, after thinking about it, Su Shaoying could only think of one answer.

“Being able to invite such a master, it seems that the Hainan Sword Sect has really placed its treasure on King Pingnan!”

Su Shaoying shook his head and sighed, "But a little less is a little better, and this difference is the difference between life and death, so you can only be Ye Gucheng's substitute, and only Ye Gucheng can break the Seven Stars with one sword and kill the mountain fish of Tuoyunmen The Flying Fish Sword Formation of the Family Brothers.”

At this moment, Ye Gucheng, who was standing on the left, suddenly said, "How lucky we are to meet you today."

Ximen Chuixue said calmly, "The Flying Immortal's Horn has been famous for a long time."

Ye Gucheng said, "In today's battle, you and I must do our best."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Yes."

"Very good." Ye Gucheng nodded and gasped for breath twice before he suppressed it.

 But Ximen Chuixue seemed not to notice it, and still raised the long sword in his hand.

 Next, there is a rare and famous scene in the world of ancient dragons. This is one of the main reasons why Su Shaoying has been waiting for now. Although this Ye Gucheng is not real, it must be the same if Ye Gucheng comes in person.

Ximen Chuixue said, "This sword is the most powerful weapon in the world. It has a blade of three feet and seven inches and a net weight of seven kilograms and thirteen taels."

 Ye Gucheng said, "What a sword!"

Ximen Chuixue said, "It is indeed a good sword!"

Ye Gucheng said, "This sword belongs to the elite of overseas cold swordsmen. It has blown hair and broken hair. It has a blade of three feet and three feet and a net weight of six kilograms and four taels."

Ximen Chuixue said, "What a sword!"

 Ye Gucheng said, "This is a good sword!"

 They don’t mean to show off, they simply introduce their favorite weapons or even fighting partners to their equal opponents or even their close friends.

This feeling is actually similar to a kind of communication between comrades!

 The people around them, those with slightly lower skills and artistic conception, were actually suffocated by the momentum of the two men.

But the two have not yet fought each other. Xiaoxiang swordsman Wei Ziyun is also a famous contemporary swordsman. As the leader of the four commanders in the palace, he is also the provider of the location and witness of the duel between the two, so he must shoulder his own responsibilities.

So Wei Ziyun asked to check the swords of the two men. Ye Gucheng immediately agreed, and Ximen Chuixue finally nodded, but he was only willing to give the sword to Lu Xiaofeng alone, and Lu Xiaofeng was naturally someone Ye Gucheng trusted.

So Lu Xiaofeng got two peerless swords.

Wei Ziyun asked Lu Xiaofeng to hand over their swords to their opponents for inspection, but Lu Xiaofeng did not agree. Instead, he drew out the long sword with his backhand. The sword energy soared into the sky, and the brilliance was so dazzling that even the full moon in the sky seemed to have lost its color.

Lu Xiaofeng first said that she was not prepared to return the swords to them, and then said a few words about sacred objects that only the virtuous should live in. Finally, she threw their swords back without any hesitation.

Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Lu Xiaofeng said calmly, "I just want them to understand that next time something like this happens, don't come to me. I have enough troubles and I no longer want to deal with such boring things."

 “Something boring?”

"Two people have no grievances, but they want to pierce each other's throat with a sword. If this kind of thing is not boring, what else is boring?"

Lu Xiaofeng’s purpose was to get the two of them to be merciful, but it was obviously just a wink to the blind man.

Peerless swordsmen like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue set the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City. This battle is destined to be unprecedented and cause a sensation in the martial arts world for three hundred years. The loser will die and the winner will step onto the altar.

 How could they be merciful?

 So, when Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue got their respective long swords, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became solemn.

 Ximen Chuixue was still quiet and cold, but Ye Gucheng's aura became more unstable.

In the silence, he couldn't help coughing softly, and a hint of bright red appeared on the white clothes on his chest.

I have to say that the acting skills of the person in front of me are really good. If Su Shaoying hadn't read the original work in advance, she would never have been able to tell that Ye Gucheng was fake!

And he was powerful enough that even Ximen Chuixue didn't notice anything wrong with him.

So Ximen Chuixue took the initiative to suspend the battle, "Wait until your wound stops bleeding. Although my sword is a murder weapon, it will never kill anyone who comes to seek death."

Ximen Chuixue looked around with cold eyes.

Maybe the stakes in this battle are important, maybe this battle involves many people, maybe many people are full of expectations, maybe many people have ulterior motives...

 But all this has nothing to do with Ximen Chuixue, nor his sword nor his people.

 If I want to fight, I will draw the sword naturally without being urged by others.

I don’t want to fight, and no matter what others think, I won’t draw the sword.

I have to say that Su Shaoying has experienced three worlds. Although Ximen Chuixue looks cold and unhuman, he is actually the one who lives the most carefree life!

 The next moment, snow blew down the cornices from Ximen.

Ye Gucheng seemed to want to chase, but as soon as he took a step forward, he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

When everyone saw this, they shook their heads. They didn't expect that this world-shaking battle would end in such an anticlimactic manner.

But at this moment, Tang Tianzong suddenly appeared from the side, waving his hand and scattering a piece of poisonous sand, covering behind Ye Gucheng.

As everyone screamed, they saw Ye Gucheng stand up. He didn't look seriously injured at all. Instead, he was full of energy and floated up, avoiding the Tang family's world-famous soul-chasing sand.

"What?"

Tang Tianzong chased after him, and the poisonous needles, poisonous beads, and poisonous caltrops from the leopard leather pouch on his waist shot out one after another. Ye Gucheng moved around and managed to dodge most of them. The remaining half could not be avoided no matter what, so he could only Draw your sword.

 “Ding ding ding—”

 But this sword of his was leaking to the bottom.

 “This person is not Ye Gucheng!” Ximen Chuixue said flatly.

 (End of this chapter)