"Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, with a sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky... Hehe, no matter how powerful the Feixian swordsmanship is, what's the use? Today, let City Lord Baiyun disappear from now on..."

Ye Gucheng held Ximen Chuixue's sword in his heart, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he still smiled freely, the long sword in his hand fell off, and he fell down.

"It's a pity that Ye Gucheng died like this."

Commander Bai said a word, and his figure swept out, but he stopped halfway through the swipe because someone was faster than him. I saw a figure flashing, and a figure appeared in front of Ye Gucheng, grabbed Ye Gucheng with a big hand.

"Isn't it a pity to die like this for such a master. I appreciate your swordsmanship, and a swordsman like you should stay in the arena."

This person is Yang Zheng.

He shot out a yin and yang infuriating qi, and with another finger, the blood-tonifying pill, Tianshan snow lotus, and Shaolin Dahuan pill flew out directly and sent them into Ye Gucheng's mouth.

The three-pronged approach of nourishing blood, nourishing blood with Tianshan snow lotus, and treating internal injuries with Dahuandan saved Ye Gucheng's life.

Although Ximen Chuixue's sword was powerful, it hurt Ye Gucheng's heart, but compared with that ghost poison dagger, its power was still a lot worse. Before, Yang Zheng helped Zhang Sanfeng to treat the heart, and now it is not difficult to help Ye Gucheng.

"You... why do you want to save me... my heart is dead, just let me die..."

Ye Gucheng covered his heart and looked at Yang Zheng.

"I am a person who loves talents. For a peerless swordsman like you to die like this, it is a loss for the Great Sui Dynasty. Ye Gucheng, don't you want to shatter the void and go to the other side of the extreme east sea? Let’s take a look at the Divine Weapon Continent on the side? As far as I know, there are more powerful swordsmanship on the Divine Weapon Continent. As a swordsman, don’t you want to see those powerful swordsmanship?”

Yang Zheng chuckled and asked.

"Broken Void, the sea of ​​the extreme east... If ten years ago, I hadn't left the immortal island, maybe I would have challenged the world's swordsmen. Unfortunately, Ye Gucheng, ten years later, has a dead heart."

Ye Gucheng shook his head.

"A swordsman like you will never die."

Yang Zheng smiled and shook his head.

At this moment, Ye Gucheng was silent.

Yang Zheng is right, Ye Gucheng's heart is indeed not dead, if his heart is really dead, he will not have a strong battle with Ximen Chuixue on this imperial city on this full moon night.

Although, he finally used Feixian outside the sky, but he still lost his momentum, but the moment he used Feixian outside the sky, it means that his heart is not dead. Because, when he displayed the peerless swordsmanship of Feixian, he wanted the world to know that Ye Gucheng, the master of Baiyun City, had the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world!

People, as long as there are desires, no matter how big or small, then the heart will not die!

Ye Gucheng, is it really hopeless?

I am afraid that even Ye Gucheng himself will not agree to this point. His heart is only temporarily dead, not completely.

"Your Fei Xian from the sky is undoubtedly stronger than Ximen Chuixue's no-trick victory and one-trick. Ximen Chuixue, an icy swordsman, do you think his heart is dead? As far as I know, Ximen Chuixue should be in love with With a woman, even a cold swordsman like Ximen Chuixue will fall in love with a woman, do you, Ye Gucheng, really have no nostalgia for this world?"

Yang Zheng asked again.

At this moment, a woman's figure appeared in front of Ye Gucheng's eyes. In a trance, he seemed to hear the woman calling him and smiling at him.

Ye Gucheng was stunned and lost his mind for a while, but after a while, he suddenly laughed, with a very free and easy smile. Grabbing the long sword that fell, he clasped Yang Zheng with a fist: "This son, I, Ye Gucheng, understand, this is my sword technique of flying immortals outside the sky, the son saved my life, but I don't want to pay back, so I sent this sword to me. Law. Today, Ye Gucheng also figured out that in addition to swords, there are other things that make people nostalgic in this world."

"I, Ye Gucheng, have a peerless swordsmanship. If I want to leave, can they still stop me? I, Ye Gucheng, will never be the Lord of Baiyun City, and will only take her away!"

Ye Gucheng clasped Yang Zheng's fist again, then flew up, and under the full moon, turned into a startling rainbow.

"The peerless swordsman should not be bound by the secular etiquette."

Yang Zheng smiled and opened the booklet in his hand.

In this booklet, there is only one swordsmanship, and that is Ye Gucheng's "Flying Immortals"!

Immediately, Yang Zheng started to practice this swordsmanship with Yuanshen in his mind. In less than ten breaths, he learned this swordsmanship. Then, he sold this swordsmanship to the Divine Armament and Divine Merit Records in the Evil Emperor system.

"Ding!"

"Host Yang Zheng, sell "Flying Immortals" and get 100,000 merit points!"

A copy of "Flying Immortals in the Sky", sold is a million merit points!

In fact, if Yang Zheng wanted to redeem "Flying Immortals from the Sky" from the Divine Weapons and Divine Works Records, it would cost 200,000 merit points. The Divine Weapons Divine Works Records recovered the cheats at half price or even lower.

This is a bit pitiful, but understandable.

"Ximen Chuixue, are you interested in picking up my sword?"

At this time, Yang Zheng looked at Ximen Chuixue.

In the battle just now, Ye Gucheng lost his power, Ximen Chuixue retreated, and Ximen Chuixue's sword pierced Ye Gucheng's heart. Ye Gucheng won that battle.

Ximen Chuixue's retreat left him unscathed, and his combat power was still the strongest at this moment.

And now, Yang Zheng is going to use Ye Gucheng's "Flying Immortals" to fight Ximen Chuixue!

fencing!

Only compared to pure swordsmanship!

"it is good!"

Ximen Chuixue responded, his voice was as cold as the cold wind in winter.

So, Yang Zheng waved his right hand and returned Ximen Chuixue's sword to Ximen Chuixue, he grabbed it out of thin air, and the sword in Fu Junyu's hand fell into his hand.

Fu Junyu opened her mouth and wanted to say that it was my sword, but at this moment, Yang Zheng had an aura she was very familiar with, and that aura was very similar to her master.

Her master is Cailin, the master of Goguryeo Yijian.

At this moment, in Fu Junyu's eyes, Yang Zheng is no longer the evil and shameless evil emperor, but has transformed into a peerless swordsman who is going to confront another peerless swordsman!

"With a sword coming from the west, the immortals will fly from the sky."

Yang Zheng held the sword in his right hand and whispered, the long sword was suspended in mid-air, his right hand slammed out and flicked at the long sword, it was a 'zheng', and the others and the long sword turned into a startling rainbow, as if from that day Like a flying immortal who plundered from outside, he killed Ximen Chuixue!

"cut!"

Ximen Chuixue made a move, and he still used his no-skills to win, because this was his swordsmanship, and in this world, he was the only one who dared to use such a swordsmanship to fight against a peerless swordsman!

However, Ximen Chuixue's sword was not as fast as Yang Zheng's!

On the night of the full moon, at the top of the Forbidden City, Yang Zheng flew past with Ximen Chuixue with a sword!

"Stab!"

The sleeve of Ximen Chuixue's right arm was torn, the hand holding the sword was dripping blood, and the long hair was dancing.

As for Yang Zheng, just standing under the full moon, he was unscathed and as cold as the moonlight.

He won the sword just now, and defeated Ximen Chuixue.

(There is a chapter under review, because of the scale problem, the scale is slightly smaller, and it will be reviewed.) . .