Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are the two sharpest swords in the world.
It's just that these two swords wanted to use each other to complete their transformation and advance to a higher level of swordsmanship, so this duel took place.
In fact, they achieved their goal.
After seeing the supreme swordsmanship displayed by their opponents, both of them sensed the threat of life and death, and also witnessed the opponent's supreme swordsmanship. It can be said that after the duel, the rest except life and death has no meaning.
However, there is an extra sword now.
A sword that is truly the best in the world!
Feeling the mighty sword intent, even though it was the first time for the two of them to meet, they could not help but tremble in their hearts.
How could there be such a powerful sword intent in this life?!
How did he practice?!
All kinds of thoughts flashed through the hearts of the two of them. Under such sword intent, both of them put aside their pride at this moment, leaving only admiration and immersion.
Every time they see this swordsmanship, it is a different experience for them.
A true swordsman is never afraid of someone who is stronger than him. As long as there is someone in front, it means there is still a way ahead!
What I am afraid of is that I am invincible in the world. That is the real feeling of being invincible at a high place!
Just like the sword demon who seeks defeat alone, he buries his sword in a deep valley and spends his lonely life with the eagle...
Therefore, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng are honored to have each other as enemies. They are both enemies and friends who cherish each other.
In this world, not every peerless swordsman will be so lucky.
But Lu Xiaofeng didn't think so. Not only him, but everyone present felt sad for these two swordsmen.
The Flying Immortal from Heaven is undoubtedly the most brilliant swordsman in the world. His artistic conception is so beautiful and his sword moves are so fierce that no one in the world who can take him down can be said to be even a slap in the face.
Not to mention the sentient swordsmanship, which is the prototype of the innate swordsmanship and another peak of the swordsmanship. Given time, it will surely shine and be difficult to defeat in the world.
It's a pity that in front of these two swords and in front of these two people, there is another name, a name called Sword Demon Moli.
He is too powerful and too terrifying. It is as if he is an extraordinary genius who has gathered the essence of a hundred years of swordsmanship. He alone occupies most of the limelight in the world, and is so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at him.
Under his sword intent, no matter how outstanding Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were, they were eclipsed.
It is undoubtedly a tragedy to live in the same era as such a swordsman. At least in the eyes of everyone, the two of them are afraid that they will not even be qualified to challenge Li Moli in their lifetime!
Lu Xiaofeng understood why Mo Li stood there quietly without taking any action.
He doesn't have to take action.
As long as his sword was there, the two duelers had to look up to him and follow his sword skills and stop the duel involuntarily.
That is a huge gap in martial arts, and also a huge gap in swordsmanship.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't care what the two people thought, he only knew that his mission was completed.
Two people did not die.
When they each exerted their highest achievements in swordsmanship, they stopped at the most dangerous moment.
He doesn't know who wins and who loses, or to him, the victory or defeat of the two is not important. The key is that both of them survived.
But the answer that was not important to him was very important to other people watching the game.
Of course they came here to experience the art of swordsmanship, but they also wanted to see the moment when these two peerless swordsmen truly decided the winner.
The blood of a peerless swordsman is undoubtedly the best embellishment of this duel.
So, who wins and who loses?
No one present could give an answer.
With their martial arts skills, they simply cannot understand the subtleties of Tianwai Feixian and Youqing's swordsmanship. If they could fully understand it, then perhaps the people standing on the top of the Forbidden City should change.
However, this does not mean that they do not have answers in their minds.
People always have tendencies, either due to their character or their martial arts.
Some people will think that Tianwai Feixian is better, while others are on the side of Senting Kendo.
This is the easiest thing to happen in the Jianghu market, arguing with each other over a matter that has no answer.
But there really is no answer?
The victory or defeat was already clear in the hearts of the three of them.
Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, Mo Li.
The two people in the duel naturally knew who would win and who would lose. As for Mo Li, the moment the two of them drew their swords, they already knew their strength and weakness.
Although the potential of Youqing Kendo is endless, Ximen Chuixue has only just mastered it a few months ago, and what he is facing is the Tianwai Feixian that Ye Gucheng has been polishing for more than ten years!
Perhaps after three or five years, Youqing Kendo has grown up and Ximen Chuixue is the winner, but in this duel, Ye Gucheng must be the winner!
He was taking advantage of the general trend and left with the extra sword of the Flying Immortal. Ximen Chuixue hurriedly faced the enemy. Even if he used the sentimental sword technique, the final result was bound to be injured under the influence of the Flying Immortal.
An injured swordsman means that his condition is not at its peak.
How could Ximen Chuixue deal with Ye Gucheng's next sword?
Therefore, it must be Ximen Chuixue who dies!
There is nothing surprising about this, after all, Ximen Chuixue is a little younger.
It is the most reasonable thing for two equally talented swordsmen to have a slightly superior swordsmanship after one has practiced for several more years.
Ximen Chuixue did not feel that she had failed.
Because he has already seen the dawn of defeating Ye Gucheng.
Maybe in three years, maybe in five years, when his sentient swordsmanship takes a further step, the flying immortals from the sky will never be his opponent.
The same goes for Ye Gucheng.
A master swordsman who can create flying immortals from outside the world will definitely gain more when he experiences another kind of swordsmanship, especially when it is a life-and-death fight that puts huge pressure on himself.
"The outcome has been decided, how about you two give up?"
Li Li looked at the two of them and laughed loudly.
The victory has been decided!
When the heroes present heard these four words, they were all shocked. The two of them were unscathed, so how could the winner be decided?!
Lu Xiaofeng, on the other hand, looked at the three of them thoughtfully and said nothing.
"How about a draw between you and me in today's battle?" Ye Gucheng said calmly.
He knew in his heart that although he was most certain of winning this battle, the opponent was Ximen Chuixue after all. As long as the last party did not fall, the outcome would be undecided.
Moreover, even if the opponent's sword skills were followed by his own, he would only be defeated miserably.
Ximen Chuixue gave Ye Gucheng a cold look and said, "In ten years, I will definitely defeat you."
After finishing speaking, sheathed the sword.
The owner of Wanmei Villa turned around and left, never to miss this place again.
He came here just for the victory, but now that the victory has been decided, there is no need to stay.
However, when he walked up to Lu Xiaofeng and Mo Li, there was a soft look on his cold face.
Although he is a person with a cold personality, his heart may not be as cold as his temperament. At least, for the friends he recognizes, he is willing to sacrifice many things and help them regardless of the cost.
Of course he understood that Li Moli's action was to save his life.
He also understood who invited Mo Li.
However, he did not say thank you. There is no need to say thank you to a friend.
So, he bowed his hands to the two of them.
"Let's drink together later."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I won't stop until I get drunk."
"Never stop drunk."
Ximen Chuixue responded.
The feelings between men are often not found in words, but in wine.
Although this duel did not determine life or death, it was undoubtedly an honor for everyone present to witness the supreme swordsmanship of the two great swordsmen of the contemporary era.
Especially those young people.
This is a precious treasure in their lives. They may not be able to see the secret for a while, but in the future, as they continue to grow, today's battle will continue to help them grow.
People come for the duel. Now that it is over, they will naturally leave for the duel.
As the two rightful masters left one after another, everyone inside and outside the imperial city dispersed.
However, the vigilance within the palace has not slackened at all, and has even become more tense.
Not only that, even the early morning court session on the second day was skipped.
All this is because of one person.
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Mo Li was having breakfast.
He has a good appetite, and the millet porridge cooked by the palace chef, plus some light refreshments, suits his taste very well.
But the person opposite him seemed to have no appetite.
Sitting there was Zhu Houzhao.
The current emperor's eyes were already bloodshot and he had not slept all night. Naturally, he could not look as energetic as an innate master like Mo Li.
Looking at the young man with a calm expression, Zhu Houzhao no longer felt as calm as at the beginning, but was filled with fear and uneasiness.
Because of ignorance, there is no fear.
But after seeing the terror of the other party, it was difficult for Zhu Houzhao to calm down.
He has met many masters.
Zhu Yingying and Cao Zhengchun are undoubtedly the best among them.
However, he was the emperor and the master of the Ming Dynasty. In his eyes, Cao Zhengchun was just a good dog. How could a dog dare to show off its power in front of its master?
As for Zhu Wuwu, he is the emperor's uncle and a brave prince. Before his ambition is revealed, he naturally has to be a loyal minister. How can a loyal minister be rude to the emperor?
But Mo Li is not Cao Zhengchun or Zhu Wuwu, he is Mo Li, and he also has a name, called Sword Demon.
Under the sword of the Demon Sword, few survive.
Zhu Houzhao was not sure whether the other party would be wary of his identity.
But judging from the previous threats, most likely not.
Of course he was afraid of staying with such a person all the time.
Not only him, but the three spies of heaven, earth and man who were beside him, forming a three-cai formation to protect him firmly in the center, all looked very nervous!
The three of them are all very prestigious rising stars in the martial arts world. When it comes to martial arts, if the three of them join forces, there will be few rivals in the world.
But, can you block the opponent's sword?
The answer is no.
In this situation, how do the three spies feel?
Every minute and every second of this was torture, and it was the same for Qi Li.
Although he was eating, he was also waiting for another news.
But it was obvious that the three people on the other side were suffering more than him.
Zhu Houzhao asked: "Is there any news?"
Shangguan Haitang shook his head and said comfortingly: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. Concubine Shu has many relics, so it will take some time."
She was also impatient, but at this moment, other than saying this, she really didn't know what to do.
The sword demon opposite was polite and just asked His Majesty to dine with him. However, if he couldn't find that fragrant cardamom, he might never finish the meal.
"Your Majesty, I'll go take a look."
Guihai Yidao, who had a stern look on his face, said in a deep voice.
He was already a little impatient.
Since Tianxiang Cardamom cannot be found, it is useless for the three of them to stay here. In front of Mo Li, even if the four great masters come out together, they may not be able to protect the emperor.
Zhu Houzhao obviously knew this. If Li Moli hadn't stopped him from leaving, he would have searched it himself!
He nodded and said in a solemn tone: "My dear, don't have any scruples. Mo Shaoxia's matter is extremely urgent. Even if we crush Concubine Shu's relics inch by inch, we must find out the whereabouts of the heavenly fragrant cardamom."
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Gui Haiyi Dao nodded solemnly, saluted and said yes, and then walked out of the hall.
During this process, everyone looked at Mo Li and saw that the young swordsman was still eating without any interest in stopping him. They couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
Gui Hai Yidao works calmly. With him outside, it is impossible to find Tianxiang Cardamom faster.
However, just when Gui Hai Yida had just reached the entrance of Taihe Hall, a loud shout suddenly came.
"Your Majesty! Found it, found it, Your Majesty..."
There was a bit of excitement in the voice, but a young swordsman dressed in black hurriedly entered the palace. It was Guo Songyang, the secret agent of Ouchi who took office last night!
At this moment, the future famous Songyang Divine Sword was obviously immersed in his identity as a secret agent with a yellow label. He held up a small wooden box with both hands, went to Zhu Houzhao's side, and reported: "Your Majesty, you have fulfilled your mission.
, this is the last piece of heavenly fragrant cardamom!"
"good!"
Zhu Houzhao was so happy that he stood up from where he was, took the wooden box, and opened it with excitement!
However, his expression suddenly changed!
Inside the wooden box, there was a round pearl lying quietly, about the size of a goose egg, crystal clear, and extremely rare.
This worldly treasure is undoubtedly priceless!
But for Zhu Houzhao, even if all the wealth in the world was placed in front of him, it was not as important as his life!
"Guo Songyang, do you know when you were guilty of deceiving the emperor?!"
Zhu Houzhao said in a gloomy tone: "This is obviously the little mermaid pearl given to Concubine Shu by the late emperor. How can it be the heavenly fragrant cardamom!"
Mermaid little pearl?!
Mo Li's heart moved and he lightly hooked his fingers. Immediately, the wooden box in Zhu Houzhao's hand felt an invisible pulling force and fell into his palm.
Zhu Houzhao was shocked when he saw the wooden box flying up. He saw that it was Mo Li who took it and hurriedly said: "Mo Shaoxia, please be patient. The people below don't know Tianxiang Cardamom, so they took it by mistake. I ordered them to look for it again."
That’s it!”
"No need."
Li Qiye waved his hand and said with a smile: "I think I have found it."
He stretched out his finger and tapped it gently, and the little mermaid pearl immediately fell into pieces, and a strange fragrance that could not be concealed immediately hit the face, which made people feel refreshed!
The source of that strange fragrance is surprisingly the heavenly fragrant cardamom!