The fifteenth day of the first lunar month came soon. During this period, Lu Xiaofeng also gradually found some clues, but they were not sure yet. But until today, the answer to the mystery will be revealed.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, almost everyone was standing in front and behind the ridge. In addition to the thirteen mysterious figures who did not want to reveal their true colors, there were seven more people wearing the costumes of imperial guards with swords. They were obviously masters in the palace.

I want to take a look at the two great swordsmen of our time.

From the ridge of the palace, look up to the top of the Forbidden City and see it more clearly.

At the top of the Forbidden City, the moonlight was still shining. Ye Gucheng's white hair was still fluttering, but his face was completely bloodless. Ximen Chuixue's face was equally pale, but still a little angry.

"It seems that the news that Ye Gucheng was injured is true."

Someone whispered in the dark.

A gust of night wind blew by, and at this moment, their people had become as cold and sharp as their swords, completely devoid of human emotions.

The two people were staring at each other, their eyes shining at each other.

Everyone was far away from them, and although their swords had not been unsheathed, their sword energy was already frightening.

──This kind of sharp sword energy was originally emitted by themselves.

──The scary thing is also the person themselves, not the sword in their hand.

"We haven't seen each other for so many years, how are you doing now?" Ye Gucheng asked.

"Thank you for your blessings, I'm lucky to be fine."

These two people had met once before, but neither of them were sure of defeating each other, so they never fought against each other. After they went back, they knew that there was such an opponent in the world, and it was worth their efforts to practice.

At this moment, Ye Gucheng came with a decisive blow. Ximen Chuixue was a little hesitant.

"Why bring up old things again? In today's battle, you and I must do our best." Ye Gucheng clenched his sword and smiled.

Ximen Chuixue nodded, as if to throw away some distracting thoughts.

He held the scabbard of the sword in his left hand, and his right hand dropped to his knees. His closed eyes opened again, and his whole aura suddenly turned sideways, looking like an unsheathed sword.

Ye Gucheng's face was very ugly. He held the long sword behind his back and his movements seemed a little slow.

He coughed slightly.

"You are injured, this fight is not fair." Ximen Chuixue said coldly, his tone was as cold as a sharp sword.

Ye Gucheng smiled and said: "A small injury is nothing to worry about."

"Are you asking for death?" Ximen Chuixue asked.

Ye Gucheng did not answer, but looked at the sky, "It will be dawn soon, not long ago. I have been looking forward to this competition for a long time, and I can't delay it."

As he spoke, he straightened his chest, stared at the sword in his hand, and said slowly: "A sharp sword is originally a murder weapon. I have been practicing sword practice for thirty years as a young man, and I am waiting to die by the sword at any time.

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"So in today's battle, you and I don't have to show mercy to our swords. Those who learn swordsmanship can die under the swords of masters, which is the greatest regret."

Ximen Chuixue nodded: "The world calls you and me the Sword God and Sword Master. Among these saints, there is always a distinction between high and low. But not now. I can wait for you for a month and wait until you are healed.

duel!"

After he finished speaking, without giving the other party a chance to react, he turned around, swept through the air, and disappeared under the eaves.

Ye Gucheng wanted to chase after him and shouted: "You..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Stop!" The one who spoke was Lu Xiaofeng, but it was three other figures who came towards Ye Gucheng.

The boss of the Tang family had already rushed behind Ye Gucheng, with his hands flying in the air, sending out a dark cloud.

This is the most powerful hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, and it is filled with flowers and rain.

Under the moonlight, golden glittering fragments were seen falling towards Ye Gucheng like rain.

Ye Gucheng pulled out his sword and split the fog with extremely fast sword skills, but he didn't look like an injured person at all.

"Could it be that he deliberately pretended to be injured in order to make Xiao Xi become careless?"

Just as Lu Xiaofeng was wondering, the second and fourth sons of the Tang family suddenly arrived and took out the wooden box.

"ah!"

Hearing a scream, Ye Gucheng's body suddenly fell heavily, and his snow-white clothes were covered in black.

"Don't touch it, this is the Tang family's soul-chasing sand that seals the throat at the sight of blood!"

The boss of the Tang family stood on the roof. When he saw Ye Gucheng falling down after being hit, he warned others.

The surrounding spectators couldn't help but take a few steps back. This soul-chasing sand is quite a terrifying poison.

Everyone in the world knows that if a grain of poisonous sand hits the face, half of the face will be cut off, and if a grain of poisonous sand hits the hand, a hand will be cut off.

Ye Gucheng had lost count of the poisonous sand in his body. He suddenly rolled to the feet of the boss of the Tang family and shouted in a hissing voice: "The antidote, get the antidote quickly!"

The eldest son of the Tang family gritted his teeth and said coldly: "My third brother died under your sword. You and our Tang family have deep hatred as deep as the sea. You still want my antidote?"

Ye Gucheng said curiously: "That...that is Ye Gucheng's business and has nothing to do with me at all."

The boss of the Tang family sneered: "Aren't you Ye Gucheng?"

"Tang Tianzong!" Ye Gucheng suddenly called out the name of the boss of the Tang family, stretched out his hand, and pulled hard on his face. He actually tore off a layer of skin, but it turned out to be an extremely exquisitely made human skin mask.

His own face was thin and ugly, and his eyes were deeply sunken.

With the help of the moonlight, Tang Tianzong could see him clearly, but he was also stunned.

"Third, third brother? Why are you here? Why are you like this?"

Tang Tianxing used to be a handsome and handsome young man, but now that Tang Tianxing had taken off his human skin mask, he was skinny and skinny, with a sunken face, completely changed, as if he had suffered tremendous torture.

"Antidote!" Tang Tianzong reached out to the second and fourth brothers. The other two brothers were also anxious, but they didn't bring the antidote at all!

The fourth child said: "Brother, brother, third brother, I'm sorry, we came to deal with Ye Gucheng with the determination to kill him, no, I didn't expect... Wuwuwu!"

"We didn't bring any antidote at all!"

The second and fourth sons of the Tang family knelt beside Tang Tianxing at the same time. They never imagined that the poison they used to avenge Tang Tianxing would actually kill Tang Tianxing with their own hands!

"You, you guys!"

Tang Tianzong stretched out his finger and pointed at the three people. Before he could finish his words, a heartbreaking pain resounded throughout the Great Inner Forbidden Palace.

I saw that the parts of Tang Tianzong's body that were contaminated with poisonous sand began to rot piece by piece, and then, Tang Tianzong's entire body turned into a pool of blood in full view of everyone!

The three brothers of the Tang family knelt on the ground and cried, but it was of no use.

Many onlookers were shocked. They would never have imagined that things would develop like this.

"No, where is Ye Gucheng?" Lu Xiaofeng reacted instinctively, feeling that something was fishy.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound, and a bloody human head rolled straight down from the ridge of the temple.

Then, a headless corpse also rolled down, and it was surprising that he was wearing the clothes of an Ouchi guard.

Lu Xiaofeng turned around in shock. Six guards had been held hostage by twelve night walkers with ribbons on their bodies. There was also a man in purple holding a sharp scimitar in his hand, the tip of which was still dripping with blood.

These seven people were the seven guards at the beginning of Long Long. Apart from Long Longda, who died in his early years, these seven people were the most capable in the palace. But now, Long Longqi, the weakest in martial arts, was directly killed.

killed.

These thirteen people didn't seem to know each other just now, but unexpectedly they were on the same road.

The other Jianghu people in the periphery were all shocked. What kind of trouble was this? They dared to use force to kill people in the imperial city? And the ones they killed were the imperial guards?

The man in purple kidnapped six guards. It was really embarrassing that these six people were taken down like this. But he didn't feel proud for long.

With a "chi" sound, half of the sword emerged from his chest, and blood shot out like an arrow.

At this moment, the man behind him had drawn out his sword.

"It's you?!"

Lu Xiaofeng was extremely shocked, because the person who took action at this time turned out to be Ling Yunxiao, who had been absconding before.

A ghostly figure flashed past, and with just one sword, he cut off the heads of twelve people at the same time.

The sound of many people's bones breaking resounded throughout the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"Go to the emperor's palace and have a look. Something big has happened." Ling Yunxiao smiled sideways and walked away.

The moonlight on Tianjie is as cold as water, and the moonlight on the Hall of Supreme Harmony is even colder.

Blood flowed down the glazed tiles that were as bright as gold. It flowed a lot and flowed very fast.

When the young emperor woke up from his dream, the moonlight was shining in from the window and shining on the green gauze curtain in front of the bed.

"Is it raining outside?"
Chapter completed!