The only thing that is still light is a sword.
A long sword of strange form.
This sword is certainly not the sword of the Yu family brothers.
The swords of the fish brothers have all been broken, and all the fish brothers have fallen.
This sword was in the hands of a white-clothed man, with snow-white clothes, pale face, and cold eyes. The arrogance was compelling, even more compelling than the sword spirit.
This is the palace, and the emperor is right in front of him.
But this person didn't seem to even see the emperor in his eyes.
"City Lord Baiyun, Ye Gucheng?"
Zhu Houzhao still looks unchanged, and said lightly.
It was as if the peerless swordsman in front of him was just an ordinary courtier whom he would usually see.
And Ye Gucheng, with that face like ice that lasted forever, also said calmly: "The wild and grassy people, I can't imagine that they can go up to the sky."
"Flying immortals outside the sky, one sword breaks seven stars, it really is a good sword technique."
Ye Gucheng nodded: "It was originally a good sword technique."
Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows: "Qingben beauty, how can you be a thief?"
Ye Gucheng said, "Achievement is king, defeat is a thief."
"A defeat is a thief?"
Zhu Houzhao shook his head, his eyes fell on Ye Gucheng, the Nanwang Shizi and others, and said quietly: "Then you really think that you have succeeded?"
In the words, he still seemed extremely calm and calm, and calm.
This scene fell in the eyes of Ye Gucheng, and he had to sigh: "With your majesty's knowledge and calmness, there are few people in the martial arts. If your majesty enters the rivers and lakes, he will definitely be ranked among the top ten masters."
"Ten masters, good eyesight!"
After taking a deep look at Ye Gucheng, Zhu Houzhao smiled.
The smile is so meaningful.
But Ye Gucheng opened his mouth and said, "Now the king is no longer a king, and the thief is no longer a thief. Between the king and the thief, the strong wins!"
"A strong one wins!"
Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao's expression changed again. There was a pity on his face, and he said lightly: "It's a pity that although you have a sword in your hand, you don't have a sword in your heart!"
"No sword in my heart?"
"The sword is straight, the sword is strong, and the evil heart can hide the sword in the chest?"
Ye Gucheng's face changed, and he sneered: "At this moment, I have enough sword in my hand."
"Oh, really?"
But when Zhu Houzhao suddenly spoke, he said quietly, "City Lord Ye, might as well taste the widow's sword!"
"Ok?"
"What the widow is practicing is the sword of the emperor, peace the world, and the peace of the people, strategize in the stratagem, and decide to win thousands of miles away! Using the body as a sword, blood splashing five steps, is not taken by the emperor!"
These words are like gold and stone, loud and loud!
In a trance, Ye Gucheng also seemed to see a picture, a picture he couldn't even imagine.
This is the most incredible thing he has seen since he was a swordsman.
"The sword of the emperor has Yanxi Stone City as the front, Qi Dai as the ridge; Jinwei as the ridge, Zhou Song as Tan, and Han and Wei as the clip; surrounded by Siyi and surrounded by four o'clock; around the Bohai Sea, with Changshan; The system is based on the five elements, and the punishment is based on morality; open by yin and yang, hold by spring and summer, and conduct by autumn and winter. This sword is straightforward, supreme, no case, no side. .
Once this sword is used, the princes will be convinced by the world! "
The faint words sounded, Ye Gucheng also felt an unprecedented pressure, as if there really was such a sword, directly pressing on his heart, and the weight made him breathless.
"choke--"
Under this circumstance, Ye Gucheng's sword was forced out of the sheath because he felt the tremendous pressure.
Years of experience in the rivers and lakes, as well as a feeling in the dark, told Ye Gucheng.
No sword... must die!
The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, the sword light flickered, and the sound of the sword ming in the bedroom was loud.
But to outsiders, it seemed to be wailing.
Sword-based weapon!
But Ye Gucheng's sword was reduced to passive defense under inexplicable persecution.
Even this sword has no target to be aimed at!
"not good……"
As a swordsman's instinct, Ye Gucheng also felt the wailing of the sword in his hand.
After sighing, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into a flying rainbow.
With a sword coming to the west, flying immortals beyond the sky!
This beautiful sword move didn't stab Zhu Houzhao, but moved to the side, the sword light passed through the window.
"Can you escape?"
A faint murmur sounded, but it was full of endless confidence.
It seemed to be whispering, but it sounded like everyone's ears on the court.
"Dangling—"
"Puff--"
Two consecutive voices sounded.
The first sound was the sound of the sword breaking.
Then there was the sound of a sharp blade piercing my heart!
"Unexpectedly..."
Looking at the blood on his chest, it kept lingering.
It seems as if someone painted with blood on the white rice paper, depicting the peonies in full bloom!
Ye Gucheng smiled.
His face was paler than usual, almost bloodless, with a bright smile.
But with a touch of regret.
"Master."
As the son of the South King who had witnessed this scene with his own eyes, his whole body was shaking.
What did he see?
He was regarded as an immortal, like a master of heaven and man.
Ye Gucheng, who was also the biggest trump card in this plan, died...
And he didn't die in the hands of the palace guards.
But in a strange way, he died in the hands of the person with the same appearance as him, but in the hands of the most distinguished person in the world!
"Your Majesty... old slaves, old slaves deserve death..."
Wang An, who was on the side, was also shuddering like sifting chaff, and even a burst of urine came from below.
But the latter is unconscious, the whole person is like pounding garlic, constantly on the smooth marble floor, as if using all his strength, desperately kowtow, kowtow...
Until he knocked his forehead to be bloody, his face was bloody, but he kept muttering.
"My Majesty begs me. I am confused for the old slave, and spare my life as a dog."
"Spare you?"
He paced to Wang An's side, watching this minion who had been with him for many years and followed him, but Zhu Houzhao didn't change his face and said indifferently: "The state-owned state law, the family has family rules, and you are committed to disobedience. Naturally, you should be dealt with in accordance with the Da Ming law, as to whether you can spare your dog's life... it's not that I have the final say."
"Da da--"
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps, but Wei Ziyun, Lu Xiaofeng and others rushed there.
Seeing the scene in the hall, Wei Ziyun also lost his eyes and almost fainted on the spot.
Fortunately, he also has martial arts skills, so he would naturally not faint easily when he fainted. Even so, he was sweating coldly and said quickly.
"The ministers and escorts are late, please forgive your majesty!"
"Get up—"
Indifferent words sounded, pointing to the Nan Wang Shizi and Wang An on the side, Zhu Houzhao also said indifferently: "These two are collaborating with Ye Gucheng, and they are rebellious. You should know how to deal with it... In addition, I will pass on my will and lead the Yulin Army to check Nan The palace, the palace is full of copies!"
