The life of a martial arts escort from Longmen

Chapter 166 A disappointing duel.

A snow-white gown fluttered in the wind and snow, but there was a black, narrow and ancient long sword at his waist.

Her long hair is untied and draped casually on her thin shoulders.

Ximen Chuuxue walked straight towards the Golden Luan Hall, not intending to stop at the Hall of Renxia.

It seems to have directly ignored the heroes in the Hall of Renxia.

"This person must be Ximen Chuuxue. When I saw him today, he really is extraordinary."

"Heh, Ximen Chuuxue is different. She has such a great appearance on the stage, and she made me wait here for so long."

"Why, are you unconvinced? Are you going to argue with him?"

"Why not? There are so few sword wielders in the world, why can he be called the sword god? I want to try his strength."

As soon as the words fell, the man sneered, put the wine glass on the table, held the sword, and walked in the direction of Ximen Chuixue against the wind and snow.

Li Nan didn't speak all the time, but he saw the scene just now.

Li Nan observed him roughly.

That man's martial arts was on par with Nangong Liuyun, but from the moment he left the house, there was an indistinct feeling about him.

That should be the sword intent.

"I remember that you also use the sword, are you interested in going to have a look?"

Li Nan looked at Gu Tianjun who spoke, with a smile on his face, nodded, and went out first.

But at this time, Lu Xiaofeng had already disappeared on the beam of the house.

Seeing Li Nan who disappeared without saying a word, Gu Tianjun was obviously stunned for a moment, followed by the familiar rampant laughter.

"Young heroes, are you interested in watching this collision between swordsmen and gods with someone from my ancient times?"

"Young Master Gu invites me, I will wait for it naturally, I dare not refuse."

Just as he was speaking, Gu Tianjun led a mighty hundreds of people towards the Golden Luan Hall.

After a long time.

In the empty hall, on the high seat of supremacy, a vague figure appeared.

"Your Majesty, should we just let them go?"

In the shadows, the prince appeared quietly, with a very respectful attitude.

"Xiao Xizi, this palace is deserted, it's better if it's more lively."

The young Emperor Ming spoke slowly, but the expression on his face was unclear.

The respectful expression on Wang Xi's old face remained the same, but he did not pick up the words of Ming Emperor Zhu Zhaoyang.

Just maintain respect and obedience.

When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of teachers.

Although Wang Xi was Zhu Zhaoyang's close attendant, he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

As the saying goes, the more you say, the more mistakes you make.

That's the reason
……

……

Gu Tianjun led the way ahead, although he didn't know the location of the Golden Luan Hall.

But there is nothing to be afraid of, as long as he does not go to the bedroom, he will not violate Emperor Ming's taboo, he is confident that no one will stop him.

Zhang Huwei, who watched all this from a distance, was terrified, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his stomach was already soaked.

He was really panicked and didn't know what to do.

At the beginning, no one told him that such a thing would happen!
You say lead the way, what will the current emperor think of him afterwards?Lead the way?Rebellious boy?It is estimated that it is the rhythm of ransacking the family and exterminating the clan.

If you want to say that you don't lead the way, just watch more than 100 young masters rampage in Nuo Da's palace, which is also the result of inevitable death.

But if he stepped forward and stopped him, even if he would be embarrassed on the spot, the current person said that he did not have the courage to face hundreds of masters directly.

Just when Zhang Huwei was at a loss, an elderly man appeared behind him.

"Zhang Huwei, His Majesty asked you to take them to the Dragon Watching Platform in front of the Jinluan Palace. Arrangements have been made."

As if he had found a savior, Zhang Huwei grabbed Wang Xi's hand and burst into tears.

"My lord, you are finally here, but you scare me to death. Do you have any instructions from His Majesty?"

Zhang Huwei asked with a little heart.

Wang Xi was still smiling, making it impossible to see his happiness or anger.

Hearing Zhang Huwei's question, Wang Xi unhurriedly took out a roll of yellow cloth.

Zhang Huowei took it easily, looked at the writing on it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then Wang Gonggong, I will take the first step."

With the emperor's endorsement, Zhang Huwei gained confidence, turned around, and transported his internal energy to his lower body.

Stepping on snowflakes, she disappeared from Wang Xi's sight.

"Young Master Gu, Young Master Gu..."

Zhang Huwei ran all the way, and then he caught up with the leader Gu Tianjun and his party.

With a helpless expression on his face, Gu Tianjun stayed where he was, turned around and looked at the sweaty Zhang Guard.

"Why, Xiao Zhang, are you going to stop us?"

As he said that, Gu Tianjun raised his thick eyebrows with a little joy.

"Hey! Young Master Gu was joking, His Majesty told me to lead you to the Dragon Terrace."

As he spoke, Zhang Huwei stood up straight, his forty-something face was full of respect.

Gu Tianjun didn't feel too many surprises, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Then lead the way."

"it is good."

In response, Zhang Huwei became a glorious "leading party".

I'm talking about Li Nan here.

Because he went out early, he could still see Ximen Chuixue's back.

Li Nan didn't think much and quickly followed.

Along the way, many masters with superb martial arts were silently staring at Li Nan.

The closer you are to the Golden Luan Hall, the more eyes will be sizing up Li Nan.

If only Li Nan broke into the palace in such a grand manner on weekdays.

It is estimated that it will be forked out in a short while.

But today, perhaps because of the order of the young emperor, the green light was given all the way, and there was no obstacle.

After another step around a corner, there was suddenly a bright light ahead.

It was as bright as day in a trance.

Looking up, it is a magnificent building.

Under the cold full moon, on the eaves of the Golden Luan Hall, stood a god-like man.

On the Dragon Watching Terrace outside the Golden Luan Hall, stood a young man in a green robe.

Li Nan knew that he was the swordsman who just said that he wanted to challenge Ximen Chuuxue, the sword god.

Just as Li Nan was about to inquire, he saw a broken sword stuck in the snow beside him.

That green sword, which could be regarded as a treasure, was just ruined here.

Having already seen that something was wrong with that person, Li Nan walked up to him in two steps without making a sound.

I saw that his face was confused and at a loss.

Muttering repeatedly in the mouth: "Impossible, impossible..."

Li Nan was getting closer.

Immediately.

He felt a pain like a knife cut all over his body.

Afterwards, a lingering black mist appeared in the depths of Li Nan's black and white eyes.

"This is……"

Li Nan exclaimed.

Waves of cyan sword-shaped wind spread out from the young man standing in the snow in front of him.

At the same time, Li Nan could feel that the true meaning of martial arts engraved in his bones was dissipating.

After a while, it has fallen back to the Xiantian Realm.

Li Nan looked at Ximen Chuuxue on the eaves with a suspicious look, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Li Nan didn't know what happened to him just now, he only knew that if this young man couldn't get out in this life, he might be useless.

Not long after, noisy footsteps came from behind.

Zhang Huwei, the leading party, led Gu Tianjun and a large group of young masters to Wanglong Terrace.

"Hey, isn't this the idiot who said he was going to challenge the Sword God just now? Why didn't he see it for a while, and he became like this."

Some people, perhaps out of jealousy or something, began to mock the Tsing Yi swordsman non-stop.

Seeing that the swordsman in Tsing Yi did not intend to retaliate, the provocative smile on his face became even more provocative.

In three or two steps, he came to the side of the swordsman in Tsing Yi, and stretched out his hand to push him.

Li Nan frowned, just as he was about to make a move, he saw Gu Tianjun slap the man on the ground.

"What, do you have a problem with my little brother?"

As he said that, he looked down at him with thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, and the iron fan in his hand turned into a machete emitting a faint light at some point, casually resting on his shoulder.

The dark and cold light of the knife shone on Qin Mu's face, instantly making his crotch wet, and yellow water flowed out.

"Master Gu, please spare me, I really didn't know he was your subordinate.

Young Master Huo, Mr. Ding, you all beg for mercy for me too. "

Qin Mu kept begging for a few people he often fawned over on weekdays.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

But neither Huo Tianshi, who was aloof and arrogant, nor Ding Yuantu, who was dressed as a noble son in the south of the Yangtze River, remained silent.

It's like being deaf and blind.

Qin Mu was completely desperate this time.

He didn't expect that the backer of this soft persimmon would be so strong, and he didn't expect that some high-ranking people he usually fawned over would be so indifferent.

There was a burst of soreness in my heart.

However, Gu Tianjun had no intention of killing people at all, and the machete in his hand turned into an iron fan, and he held it in his hand.

Qin Mu was startled, and knew that he had lost his life, so he ran away in a hurry.

How dare you stay here?If Gu Tianjun regretted it, it is estimated that Qin Mu would be drowned.

Li Nan watched with relish and found it very interesting.

He really didn't expect that the Tsing Yi swordsman would be under Gu Tianjun's subordinate, nor did he expect that there would be someone with such a low IQ as Qin Mu who would make things difficult for the Tsing Yi swordsman.

On the resplendent eaves, Ximen Chuuxue greeted the snowflakes before everyone below.

After the little episode just now, the field was surprisingly quiet.

But Li Nan took a closer look, and there were countless people who used sound transmission, like crucian carp crossing the river.

Okay, stop talking in the real world and start chatting privately, right?

Just thinking about it, Li Nan was about to join in sneakily.

Suddenly, the door of the Golden Luan Hall, which had been closed all the time, was opened, and two figures walked out.

One tall and one short.

The tall man was about thirty years old, handsome in appearance, but still heroic, with a dignified aura between his brows, and the fairy-like Ye Gucheng walked down the stone steps slowly like an exiled immortal.

The man next to him was wearing a yellow dragon robe, and his every move was extremely powerful. His natural nobility was suffocating from a distance.

His eyes moved upwards, as if a cloud of fog had shrouded his face.

Ye Gucheng accompanied Ming Emperor Zhu Zhaoyang to the group of warriors without saying a word.

"Then Ye Jianxian, you can go to your own affairs first, and I won't delay your duel."

The young and mature voice of the little emperor slowly reached Ye Gucheng's ears.

It also spread to the ears of the young heroes outside.

Ye Gucheng is older than Ximen Chuixue, and his name is also louder than Ximen Chuixue.

In the dark night, Ye Gucheng's eyes that looked like cold stars lit up instantly.

Li Nan has never been clear about the current state of Ye Gucheng.

In the end, he knew that he had failed in the rebellion and wanted to die.

It was only in pursuit of a stronger swordsmanship that he dueled with Ximen Fuxue.

Li Nan didn't know about this, he just knew.

There will definitely be one standing and one lying down between the two tonight.

Ye Gucheng was covered in a snow-white cotton robe, with a white face and a slight beard.

His hands are also white, but not pale, but a crystal color with vitality.

It can be seen that Ye Gucheng must cherish his hands very much on weekdays.

Ximen Chuuxue had been standing on the eaves for a long time, and Li Nan couldn't see his expression clearly because he was too far away.

The jade plate did not know when it started to sink, and it had already reached the halfway up the mountain.

Ximen Chuuxue, who was also dressed in white, had already merged with the snow.

It's just that those eyes are like comets in the cold night, with a cold light shining from time to time, looking at Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng raised his head slightly at this time and just looked at him.

"Your sword...is very strong."

Ye Gucheng came to Ximen Chuuxue in front of Ximen Chuuxue, stepping on the flying snow all over the sky.

Ximen Chuuxue stretched out his somewhat frozen hand, looking at the sword in his hand.

Then he looked at Ye Gucheng again.

"Ok!"

Ximen Chuuxue responded without saying a word.

Ye Gucheng was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled freely: "I usually say that I am lonely, but now it seems that you are also such a person."

Ximen Chuuxue did not agree this time.

Instead, he waved his hand, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and pointed at Ye Gucheng from afar.

"This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

In the dark night, a few drops of snowflakes fell on the dark and narrow crow's sheath sword, and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Gucheng's body turned cold, and a pair of bright eyes stared at the sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand.

Ye Gucheng: "Good sword."

Ximen Chuuxue still didn't say a word, but turned his eyes to the sword on Ye Gucheng's waist.

Ye Gucheng had a slight smile on his face.

draw sword.

"This sword is an elite overseas cold sword. It blows hair and breaks hair. The sword's edge is three feet three, and its net weight is six catties and four taels."

The full moon poked out its face and shone on the long sword in Ye Gucheng's hand, suddenly reflecting a cold light.

Ye Gucheng's long sword pointed at Ximen Chuixue, which immediately made Ximen Chuixue's hair stand on end. He felt a long-lost threat.

It had been a long time since he had dueled with such a strong swordsman, and he was very intoxicated.

Ximen Chuuxue: "A good sword"

Ye Gucheng: "Naturally it is a good sword."

……

……

"Do you have any idea what they say on it?"

"Yeah? I haven't started fighting for a long time, and I'm still chatting there. It's a hell."

"Oh, I'm so disappointed, why don't you fight?"

There are always people who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal, so they start to complain.

Suddenly, Li Nan saw that the two men dressed as literati in Chengtiantai started to take out a pen and paper to write something.

Li Nan was taken aback.

Taking two steps forward, his eyes swept over.

The above is the conversation between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue just now.

Only then did Li Nan know, good guy, these two people have special talents.

The arrival of Li Nan made the moonlight reflect their shadows on their paper, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

One person was very impatient and opened his mouth to scold, but when he raised his head, he saw Li Nan's familiar face.

Involuntarily thinking of the four killers who had been dressed into meat skewers, his body trembled involuntarily, and goose bumps all over his body.

"It belongs to Grandmaster Li. Both of us belong to Bai Xiaosheng Monthly News. We just know some strange martial arts. Is there any business for Grandmaster Li? I will definitely do my best."

Li Nan actually didn't intend to disturb them, but looked at him with a frightened look.

Li Nan smiled helplessly, moved closer to the Jinluan Palace.

At the same time, black mist filled his eyes.

Suddenly, Li Nan felt a chill in his heart, as if he was being swept by some terrifying creature, and felt an inexplicable fear.

Layers of cold sweat broke out from behind, and Mo Jian subconsciously appeared in his hand.

Li Nan looked around, and then turned his eyes to the direction of the Jinluan Palace.

Is it...the little emperor?
Li Nan was puzzled, but he took back the power of the [Shadow King] into the [Original Bead].

It's better to be on the safe side.

……

……

Ye Gucheng suddenly drew his sword.

soon.

A cold light shot towards Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

The man is placed, the sword is placed first.

Sword Fairy Home!
when--

Ximen Chuuxue looked as usual, with a cold face and cold eyes.

With a slanted swing of the sword, he swung the long sword away.

In an instant, a sword cut towards Ye Gu's fragile neck.

Ye Gucheng raised his right arm sharply, and with the long sword across his chest, it blocked Ximen Chuuxue's sword just right.

The two have a tacit understanding.

He didn't use his body-protecting energy, nor did he use his internal strength.

Just pure use of flesh and skill.

After ten moves.

"Why are you hesitating about your sword?"

Ye Gucheng suddenly made a sound, and stepped back at the same time.

The proud Ye Gucheng does not allow his opponent to be in an imperfect state.

Ximen Chuixue pursed her lips, and in her cold eyes, there was an undetectable trace of love entwining towards him.

Silence as usual, just swinging the sword.

Ye Gucheng frowned, and with a wave of his hand, a strange barrier rose up around him.

Three feet in front of him, Ximen Chuuxue's sword could not penetrate an inch.

"Your heart... is messed up."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Gucheng pointed his sword at Ximen Chuixue's shoulder.

A smear of dark red blood oozes out, and Ye Gucheng puts the sword on Ximen Chuuxue's neck.

He won without even using [Flying Immortal Outside the Sky].

But it won.

Ye Gucheng was not happy, but frowned.

"I will stay in the capital for a few more days. If you adjust your condition, you can look for me."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Gucheng stepped on the snow and disappeared into the snowy night in a few steps.

Li Nan was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Ye Gucheng's appearance just now, he has entered the realm of a great master.

Li Nan didn't know when this happened.

In the beginning, the two of them were just a collision between physical body and skill. Ye Gucheng will also cultivate to suppress the same realm as Ximen Chuuxue, hoping that Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship can go further.

However, what Ye Gucheng did not expect was that.

Those who practiced the ruthless sword began to have feelings.

And how can a sentient person use the ruthless sword?

If you are upset, you will naturally lose.

Can……

For some reason, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It felt like the heavy burden on my body had disappeared.

He should have been a man who was not afraid of death.

perhaps
...He is not afraid of death!

He was afraid of what would happen to his wife and children after his death.

Thinking of his wife and children, he began to hesitate when he raised his sword.

Without the decisiveness and ruthlessness of exchanging lives for lives, how could he defeat Ye Gucheng?
It was this hesitation that Ye Gucheng noticed.

Ye Gucheng is a proud person, he doesn't bother to defeat a person with mental problems.

What he wants is a duel between sword intent and sword intent, which is upright and upright.

Instead of taking advantage of others.

The heavy snow was still falling, and at some point, the motionless Ximen Chuuxue had been replaced by a snowman.

And the bystanders on the Dragon Watching Terrace haven't left yet, maybe they are expecting something.

They felt that it was a pity that this duel was nothing like what they imagined.

They don't want to, or rather don't want to.

Come in good times, and come back in defeat.

Li Nan came to Lu Xiaofeng's side step by step.

"You know that."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, fell into a rare silence, just kept pouring wine into his mouth.

"Ye Gucheng said that Ximen Chuuxue's heart is disturbed, is this good or bad?"

Li Nan asked again.

It seems to be asking others, but also seems to be asking yourself.

The surrounding fell into silence again.

A curtain of light suddenly appeared in front of Li Nan who was deep in thought.

[The host comprehends the intent of the sword, the system is automatically assisting, and the constant energy is being deducted. 】

Lu Xiaofeng turned his head drunkenly, looking at Li Nan who was deep in thought, he was startled.

Now Li Nan completely ignores the outside world and falls into his own world.

He suddenly remembered the strange aura around the body of the swordsman in blue.

That is……

wind?
The fierce wind, swift as the wind.

So what is his sword intent?
Wind Sword?

Quick sword?

Li Nan didn't know.

He originally wanted to observe the clash of sword intent between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng.

I wanted to learn from it, but unfortunately failed.

Ximen Chuuxue seemed to be confused by something, and he began to hesitate with his sword hand.

He started to hesitate, how could he use that ruthless and ruthless sword intent?
So... what does the ruthless sword intent look like?

Li Nan began to imagine, and at the same time began to dance the sword in the snowy night.

This scene is so similar to that night on New Year's Eve.

It is also a sword in the snow.

The only difference is that this time Li Nan danced the sword for a very, very long time.

bass--

With a swing of the sword, thousands of layers of snow waves were kicked up, exposing the pale floor.

Li Nan stopped and stopped.

That's not what I want, I'm not a heartless person, so...

Is that right?

suddenly.

Li Nan's moves changed.

With every move, there is a lot of affection, every style is affectionate, as if you are lingering with someone.

The sword of passion.

Before dancing a few moves, Li Nan stopped.

This is not what I want either.

So what is it?

It is similar to Ye Gucheng's majestic, exiled immortal's sword intent.

Or is it the unrestrained indulgence of Dugu seeking defeat, where plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords?

Li Nan didn't know.

Sudden chest tightness, Li Nan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Xiaofeng panicked when he saw it.

"You little troublemaker, what can I say about you? Are you good or bad?"

Lu Xiaofeng was very hesitant.

On this side, he was afraid that Li Nan would not be able to understand the meaning of his sword for a long time, consume too much energy and energy, and be on the verge of death.

On the other hand, he was also afraid that Li Nan was only one step away, and he would go up and interrupt him by himself, and all previous efforts would be wasted.

"It's time to make a choice again. I, Lu Xiaofeng, am most afraid of trouble."

Lu Xiaofeng paced back and forth in front of Li Nan anxiously.

The two fingers wanted to point at Li Nan several times, but they stopped again.

There were still many people on the Wanglong Terrace who hadn't left, and suddenly saw Li Nan's change, and cast their curious eyes over him.

When Bai Jingqi and the two saw Li Nan spitting out a mouthful of blood, they were even more anxious.

He took three steps and two steps to reach Li Nan.

But Li Nan was still dancing with his sword.

The full moon is covered by dark clouds, and the wind and snow are getting bigger.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when murderers and arsonists.

Someone came over with a knife.

(End of this chapter)