When the night was silent, the sound of the two swords was suppressed to the extreme. The stars in the night sky twinkled, and even the moonlight was obscured by the wanton light of the swords.
That lonely long street could no longer withstand the battle between the two. The bluestone slabs on the ground were broken for tens of feet, and the palace walls were covered with sword marks. From time to time, there would be a ragged fist hole, and the roaring sound was very loud.
Small.
The two chose to fight here. Naturally, they did not want to be disturbed, nor did they want to be discovered by the worshipers in the palace. This was the imperial palace and the residence of the Emperor Zheng. Guan Zhongzi did not want to provoke the Qin Dynasty at this time, but Tang Pei Min
I don't want to involve His Highness because of him.
The sky was filled with extremely dense sword lights, and sword marks could be seen everywhere. The long street could no longer bear it, so the two came to the palace wall and continued to compete with the simplest swords, while also deliberately suppressing the rippling aftermath of the battle.
vent.
The old and ordinary carriage was parked on the spot. It was dark all around and it was impossible to see the surrounding situation. The old horse puffed and raised its big head, as if cheering for Tang Peimin. From time to time, the black horse's hooves would raise.
Move twice.
The carriage swayed slightly, and the curtains were always blown open by the wind. The deep eyes seemed to be filled with light, and they saw the battle between the two people in the dark night sky. The direction of the pupils continued to shift in the direction where the phantom disappeared, watching this scene.
A battle rarely seen in a century.
A battle between two people at the pinnacle of destiny is something that cannot be met.
The curtain opened a small gap, and the thin, sickly white hand stretched out continuously, and finally slapped the old horse on the buttocks, and only heard a calm command coming from inside.
"Follow up and take a look..."
The old horse turned its head and looked at the curtain innocently and helplessly with its big eyes, as if praying or telling it that it had no idea where the two people had gone.
"Don't worry, I will tell..."
At some point, a thin line was placed around the old horse's neck, just reaching the reins. The thin line was already covered with gray dirt. The old horse could not help but shake his head a few times as he smelled the disgusting and stinky smell.
Pulling the carriage slowly forward.
This thin line has a long history. It was given to him by the woman who loved him most half a year before His Highness left the palace. Times have changed, and he has been living in the carriage all year round, with Tang Pei Min protecting and guiding him.
He doesn't need to do anything about direction, so naturally he hasn't used it for a long time.
In the dark night, an old horse with waning spirits pulled a simple and ordinary carriage forward slowly, walking in the endless night.
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Tang Peimin fell to the ground, panting heavily, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and fell to the ground with a clatter. The sword in his hand was stuck on the ground, and his palm was at the end of the sword hilt. His eyes were wary and watching.
Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Green light suddenly appeared, fell to the ground in an instant, and transformed into a specific human form, which was Guan Zhongzi holding a long sword. Looking at the state of his opponent, he smiled and said: "You have just entered the peak of destiny, and you can fight like this with me.
The situation really surprised me. If I kill you, it will definitely make me feel better for a few days."
After saying that, he licked his lips and said with some frustration: "It's a pity that I can't kill you, otherwise it would be a good thing. I really hate those plans, they suppress my thoughts."
Tang Peimin stood up. His legs were faintly trembling in the darkness, but he restrained them in an instant. The moment he fell to the ground, Guan Zhongzi slashed down from the sky with his sword. He was already at a disadvantage, and he was
Being struck by such a natural and brutal sword made his legs and even arms feel numb and weak at the moment.
The bluestone slab he was stepping on had already been shattered into pieces. The thick bluestone slab was smashed directly, and the soles of his feet sank into the ground, slightly lower than the ground. This put Tang Peimin in an even more disadvantageous situation.
Although swordsmen are not affected by the environment, the actual situation is much worse than the theory.
Tang Peimin raised his hand to wipe the sweat, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit. For him, dying in this battle was a good result, so he had no intention of compromising. But he could not die here, Guan Zhongzi
Tang Pei Min will not be allowed to die here.
He took a step forward, and the bluestone on the ground shattered. He drew out his sword and swept it towards the distance. Behind the overwhelming bluestone, there was a terrifying sword intention hidden.
Guan Zhongzi watched calmly, calmly, took half a step forward, suddenly disappeared without a trace, and then appeared behind Tang Peimin, with a stern expression on his face, and slashed him with a sword. The sharp sword intent penetrated into the bones, and countless sword rays killed him back and forth.
Indiscriminately.
When these sword intentions reached the spine of his back, Tang Peimin disappeared in front of him, and Guan Zhongzi followed immediately and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The sword marks on the ground became more and more dense at this time, and the bluestone was covered with countless scars.
The edge will break at any time.
At that time, the carriage happened to land here, and helpless sighs came from inside the carriage.
"Let's go!"
"Go to the next place!"
The carriage went up and down countless streets, and it was one of the most boring things to do at night like this.
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Blood oozed from the corner of Tang Peimin's mouth, and his complete clothes were no longer complete. Several sword marks formed the most indelible mark on his body that night. The sword in his hand also had cracks, and the end of the hilt also appeared.
It has been cut off.
Guan Zhongzi calmly stared at the injured Tang Peimin in the night, and said expressionlessly: "I think you have failed, or you have no chance of defeating me. I think this competition should be over...
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As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, where the eternal stars and the everlasting full moon were reflected, and he sighed helplessly: "It would be really good if I could kill you, but it's a pity that I can't kill you, but I can destroy your cultivation."
, it shouldn’t be a problem. Although it’s not as expected, it’s the best of both worlds.”
Tang Peimin stood up stiffly, looked at the green light in Guan Zhongzi's hand, and retorted proudly: "You yourself said it was a failure, but in the end it was not a failure. If you say this now, it just makes you talkative and arrogant.
That’s all.”
Guan Zhongzi dismissed these words: "There may be many people in the world who can make me lose my pride and arrogance, but you are definitely not among them. Even if you practice for another ten years, you will still not change the perception in my heart."
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Tang Peimin was full of fighting spirit and said provocatively: "Then let's give it a try!"
The white light suddenly appeared, and the sword intent ran wildly across the vast street. Guan Zhongzi was not afraid, and the fluttering hair was cut off by the sword intent. He stood in the sword intent, looked around, and smiled sadly: "I underestimated you."
you……"
Tang Peimin said: "You only know now that it's already too late."
The surging sword intent came together from the sky, and the sword in Tang Peimin's hand was also raised high. The blade continued to emit a cold light, and it could be cut down at any time. The sword intent that was gathering momentum was domineering yet small, delicate and clever.
The agreement formed a terrifying sword momentum.
With the instant fall of the sword, the strongest sword intention is condensed, forming an overwhelming killing force.
Chapter completed!