If someone had told Ye Gucheng before that his sword move would be cut open and cut twice with one knife, he would definitely not believe it. Because this is really a fantasy, after all, how could the invisible sword move be cut twice with one knife?

But now he had to believe it, because this kind of thing happened before his eyes.

The breeze blew on his face and the bright moon sank westward! This knife didn't look fast, and it was not at all swung by the person who had just swung a quick sword. But the effect it caused was more terrifying than the fast, terrifying fast sword! My heart trembled!

As the knife was slashed, it seemed as if the entire time and space were locked! Ye Gucheng's thinking time was instantly magnified infinitely. At this moment, he seemed to be able to do a lot of things, but in fact he couldn't do anything. This contradictory feeling made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He could only watch the seemingly ordinary sword fall in front of him!

Then something that broke through the limit of imagination happened, and all the things that the blade touched by this knife were divided into two! Wind, sword, heart! Naturally, there was also his flying immortal from the sky! He was proud of the perfect flying immortal from the sky!

This is possible?! Lu Xiaofeng on the other side was also extremely shocked! This was the first time he knew that someone could divide the move into two pieces, and this move was called the perfect sword!

You should know that although he was the first time he had seen the Flying Immortal of the Sky today, he had already been heard in the world. There are many rumors about the Flying Immortal of the Sky, the Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng, in the world. There are many legends and speculations about cracking the Flying Immortal of the Sky, Lu Xiaofeng has also heard several. After all, his spiritual finger is among these conjectures, and Ye Gucheng joked about this not long ago.

But what he never expected was that someone could divide the flying immortals outside the sky into two in the middle like a sea-dividing stone, and directly destroy them as if they were directly killed. What is this operation?!

"What kind of knife is this?" Ye Gucheng glanced at the giant sword in his hand that had been divided into two for many years, and then asked in a deep voice to Xie Feihong who was standing in front of him with his knife.

Xie Feihong said lightly: "Return to the Chen."

"Return to the dust?" Ye Gucheng's eyes flashed with light, and he couldn't help but nodded: "The origin of fate and fate ended, and the flowers bloomed and fell and the dust returned to the dust. What a return to the dust! It's a good knife!"

"Of course it's a good knife," Xie Feihong said for granted.

This is my practice in the winter and in the summer. I have been doing it for many years, drawing my sword ten thousand times a day, and then I will summarize the sword intent and sword heart left by the owners of the Divine Sword Villa for all generations. What I condensed is Xie Feihong's own Tao. Of course it is extraordinary!

After returning the broken sword in his hand to the sheath, Ye Gucheng stood straight in front of Xie Feihong and said calmly: "Go on."

Xie Feihong looked at Ye Gucheng, who looked like he was going to die in front of him, and for a moment he also put the long knife in his hand in sheath, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing that Xie Feihong seemed to be ready to leave, Ye Gucheng couldn't help but ask, "Are you pitying me?"

"Why do you say that?" Xie Feihong turned his head and asked.

"Then why don't you cut off your knife?" Ye Gucheng said in a deep voice: "I can see that you should be practicing a murder knife, and killing people should not be difficult for you."

"It's not difficult to kill someone," Xie Feihong turned his head and said lightly with Ye Gucheng on his back: "But it's not easy to find a good opponent. As an opponent, you are very qualified. I look forward to meeting you next time, and also looking forward to seeing a more perfect sword!"

After saying that, Xie Feihong didn't wait for Ye Gucheng to reply, then tapped his toes and flashed a few times, and disappeared from the sight of Ye Gucheng and others. Only the bodies of Ye Gucheng and others and Jin Jiuling were left here.

"Is it a more perfect sword?" Ye Gucheng stared at Xie Feihong's disappearing back in a daze, and then looked at the tip of the broken sword under his feet. It seemed as if he had put down something. His whole body changed, and his sharpness showed his breathtaking momentum was subdued: "Is Xie Feihong? He is a good opponent..."

After a close friend died and witnessed such a wonderful showdown, Lu Xiaofeng's mood was like a five-flavor bottle being knocked over. I don't know what it felt. But one thing he knew very well was that he was no longer in the mood to drink. He wanted to bury Jin Jiuling's body first, and then give him some information about the embroidery thief. See if it was as the one named Xie Feihong said, Jin Jiuling himself was calling to catch the thief.

Wait?! Just as Lu Xiaofeng was about to bend down to put Jin Jiuling in the body and take it away, he suddenly thought of one thing, that is, if Jin Jiuling was really an embroidery thief, then Sikong Zhaixing... Snake King... Xue Bing...

No! Lu Xiaofeng, who was extremely terrified, didn't care about Jin Jiuling's side. He directly accused Ye Gucheng who was staring at his broken sword and Hua Manlou, who didn't know what to say, and flew away directly.

On the other hand, after the Southeast Prince's Mansion, Xie Feihong came to a dilapidated temple outside the city. In this dilapidated temple, Xie An was waiting anxiously here.

"Young owner, is things going well?" Seeing Xie Feihong coming from afar, Xie An quickly came over to greet him. At the same time, he looked at his young owner without saying a word to see if there was any accident.

There is no way, you should know that the young owner of the house is the Southeast Prince's Mansion. Not to mention the disciples and masters raised by the palace, the eight hundred guards carrying powerful crossbows and strong arrows is enough to make people die. Not to mention the teacher who may appear in the Southeast Prince's Mansion at any time, Ye Gucheng, the top master in the world, and the lord of Baiyun City.

In fact, Xie An had disagree with the actions of his young village to sneak into the Southeast Prince's Mansion alone before, but many things did not turn with the will of a servant. Faced with Xie Feihong's toughness, even he had to surrender to the end. This was not only because of the identity of Xie Feihong's young owner, but also because of Xie Feihong's unpredictable martial arts.

He will never forget the scene of Qingfeng Thirteen Villages, which is flowing into a river, and the steel knife that the young master of his family is looking down on by gods and ghosts! Power is the truth, and it is the same in any world!

"Yes," Xie Feihong responded and said lightly: "It's quite perfect."

"It's good to be perfect," Xie An couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, but he quickly reacted and said in horror: "Ah, Yuanmeng?! Young Master, you mean..."
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