Martial Arts: Just Finished the Patrol, the Beginning is Ruthless - Chapter 106

King Zhao didn’t mind this either. It’s normal for these masters of the rivers and lakes to be a little arrogant. What’s more, it’s a big victory now, which puts him in a good mood.

“City Lord Ye, I will rely on you to make a move at that time, and I will ask the soldiers to create opportunities for you.”

“We must cut off the dog emperor’s head with a single sword, so as to establish a great victory!”

Zhao Wang drank the fine wine in the bowl, and then told Ye Gucheng.

“Yesterday, he was lucky enough to escape. Today, he can’t be so lucky.”

Ye Gucheng held his sword and leaned against the tent with a calm expression.

It seems that to him, taking the head of a man from a thousand armies is as simple as picking something out of a bag.

But in terms of his strength, this can indeed be done.

“With Ye Gucheng’s words, this king is relieved.”

“Set off!”

With an order, the army moved out.

King Zhao made some moves, so it was impossible for Zhu Houzhao not to respond.

The two armies once again fell into a melee.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

On the battlefield, corpses littered the field.

Swish!

And Ye Gucheng also made a move at the right time.

Wearing a snow-white robe fluttering, his eyes were like cold stars, and he just ran on the battlefield with his sword.

Wherever he passed, he couldn’t even see the movement of the sword, and people fell down one after another.

3.4 The sword of Baiyun City Lord is as fast as ever.

He is like a **** of death who reaps life wantonly, unstoppable.

“It’s too strong, it can’t be stopped at all.”

“No, people of this level cannot be stopped unless the army encircles them.”

On Zhu Houzhao’s side, the faces of the generals were pale. Even though they had experienced the horror of Ye Gucheng yesterday, they were still shocked now.

No matter what means were used, there was no way to stop this white-clothed Shengxue swordsman.

Clang!

And just when almost everyone is desperate.

Suddenly a sword light fell, its power was no less than that of Ye Gucheng.

Then, another white-clothed swordsman landed, his face and demeanor were even higher than Ye Gucheng’s.

Zhu Houzhao’s eyes lit up immediately, excited.

Xia An arrived.

Chapter 146 Swordsmanship confrontation, white clouds dissipate

“Oh?”

Ye Gucheng sideways dodged a sword, raised his eyebrows slightly, and showed interest in his eyes.

Are there such masters in the imperial court?

“Who are you?”

Ye Gucheng closed his sword lightly, and looked at Xia An arrogantly.

“The one who killed you.”

Xia An looked calm.

“interesting.”

Ye Gucheng chuckled lightly, but was not angry.

In fact, the reason why he participated in King Zhao’s rebellion was really his desire for power?

No.

If it was really his desire for power, then his swordsmanship would not be able to reach the current level.

Without a pure sword heart, even a master is difficult.

But it was precisely because Ye Gucheng’s swordsmanship was so high that he could no longer find an opponent.

There is a saying that it is too cold to be high.

In Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng has no opponents, or in other words, he has never encountered any opponents in his life.

In terms of swordsmanship, even Ximen Chuuxue of Wanmei Villa is weaker than him.

If things go on like this, Ye Gucheng feels lonely.

He has a higher pursuit, but also to pass the time.

At this time, King Zhao came, and Ye Gucheng thought about it. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so it was not bad to change the situation of the world.

It was because of the reason of “boring” that he participated in the rebellion.

It’s just that what Ye Gucheng didn’t expect was that there would be such an unexpected gain during the rebellion.

Just one sword strike made him judge that Xia An was an opponent worth fighting.

The latter’s swordsmanship is completely top-notch.

“Your Excellency, it is better to report your name, otherwise you will die under my sword later, and you still don’t know your name. It would be a pity.”

Ye Gucheng sighed and said lightly.

He was also happy to see Lie Xin, so he couldn’t help but say a few more words.

If it was a worthless opponent, he would have killed him with a single sword, so how could he say so much.

Then Xia An said calmly: “Six doors, Xia An.”

Ye Gucheng nodded, and also reported his family name, “Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng.”

Clang!

In the next instant, the two drew their swords at the same time, exactly, as if they had rehearsed thousands of times in advance.

But the two of them were just meeting for the first time.

There is a tacit understanding between the top swordsmen, or the sense of smell.

The sword is full of spirit.

For a moment, on the entire battlefield, two streams of pure sword intent surged up, causing all the surrounding soldiers to retreat quickly.

In this level of confrontation, basically whoever has a little bit of sword intent will be cut into pieces every minute.

No one dares to touch this mold.

Even the crossbow and bow and arrow did not dare to shoot around the two of them.

Ye Gucheng’s sword intent is like white clouds and blue sky, once he strikes, he is that flawless flying fairy.

Facing a rare top swordsman, he gave the highest standard of respect.

Shot is the strongest killing move.

The sword’s light is like a flying rainbow, brilliant and fast. At this moment, Ye Gucheng is one with the sword.

A man is a sword, and a sword is a man.

The long sword just stabbed at Xia An straightly, without any change, and there was no need to change.

All the skill and sword intent of the whole body have already been integrated into this sword, and there is not even a back move.

Can cope with all kinds of changes without changing.

This is Ye Gucheng’s sword intent, and also Ye Gucheng’s understanding of swords.

It is already difficult to describe the mystery of this sword with words alone, and its speed is so fast, in the eyes of outsiders, it seems to have crossed time and space.

It is a flash of thunder and a finger of God.

Facing this shocking sword strike, Xia An remained calm, without any panic.

He just raised his hand lightly, and drew a sword unhurriedly.

The sword light is like the moon, peaceful and upright.

Just as the snow falls silently, the elephant has no shape.

Similarly, this sword still seemed to have stopped time. Xia An’s movements seemed very slow and ordinary.

But in fact, it was completed between lightning and flint, and it still remained calm and calm.

This is the nameless sword that Xia An realized by relying on Dugu Qiubai’s swordless realm when he fought against Dongfang Bubai.

It was this sword that, with his master’s mid-stage cultivation, he resisted Dongfang Bubai’s half-step grandmaster with all his strength without injury.

This is his strongest sword move.

The sword intent was pure and mighty, soaring into the sky, as if it wanted to pierce the sky.

The sword and the sword are getting closer.

They collided at a speed that others could not comprehend.

Whether it was Ye Gucheng or Xia An, they all made the same choice by coincidence.

For top swordsmen, it is also the only choice.

Use the strongest sword to decide the winner.

Whether it is superior or inferior, it is also a matter of life and death.

And the simple way is also the most dangerous.

A swordsman should have gone forward without leaving any room for retreat.

Whoever shows cowardice loses.

This is also its most special feature. If other half-step grandmasters fight, it will be impossible to tell the winner for a while.

There is even a high probability that no one can do anything to anyone.

For example, Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai, before the former broke through, the two fought each other for hundreds of rounds, and each retreated safely.

But among swordsmen, there is no such possibility.

There are only two choices, one and zero, either live or die.

Faced with such a result, both of them are people with a pure 267 sword heart, their eyes are firm and clear, and they are fearless.

laugh!

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like just a moment.

A very subtle sound of flesh and blood blooming sounded.

Between Xia An and Ye Gucheng, they passed each other.

The two of them still maintained their attack posture, motionless.

“I lost.”

Ye Gucheng looked calm and his voice was calm.

Defeated means death.

But in his eyes, it seemed like an insignificant matter.

It’s like saying when the sun will rise today and when the moon will set is an understatement.

And after saying these words, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed until it became completely dark, and there was no sound of anything to do.

This flawless, unrestricted and unrestricted sword **** came to an end like this, ending his short but brilliant life.