At the head of the way, "he has committed the king’s law is a capital crime! Kill on the spot by divine command! "

Ximen Chuixue cold eyebrow light coagulation "do you think you can stop me and him together?"
The commander’s face turned heavy and said, "Do you want to help him?"
Ximen Chuixue slowly looked up at the cold mouth "tonight is a full moon …"
At the head of the road, "Do you know that you have also committed a capital crime?"
Ximen Chuixue coldly stared at the west sink moon "can Ye Gucheng die with fear …"
At the head of the army, his hands clenched and his nose was dripping with sweat. He stared at Ximen Chuixue’s right hand, which had grasped the hilt. The cold of death had forced his chest.
"In that case, let them fight." With a sigh, Lu Xiaofeng arrived.
The commander stared at Lu Xiaofeng. "Who will bear this crime?"
Lu Xiaofeng said, "If Ye Gucheng is alone, you may be able to stop them, but they join hands. Do you think you can stop them? It is better to let them go and you can still benefit from the first world war. "
At the head of a little meditation and then slowly nodded "ok"
The moon sinks in the west, but it seems more round and bigger.
A full moon seems to be hanging on the cornice of the Hall of Supreme Harmony while people are flying on the cornice.
The wind was clear and carefree, and he opened his eyes from the eye closure. He knew that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng would come back. He glanced at the midnight and opened his eyes. The master looked into the distance, dressed in black, and hid himself in the night. The man was quiet there, and the whole person was like a sword. There was another person next to him who was Qingfeng Qingfeng. It seemed very respectful to him …
Demon Ji "giggled" and put her right index finger into her red lips. "One hand, my heart is at ease … Oh, and I haven’t seen you three in the desert. I didn’t expect you to join in the fun on a full moon today."
Just wait for the demon Ji’s words to fall on the eastern wall, and three figures float in, not far from the demon Ji.
Dressed up as a Confucian scholar, White Tiger City was the first high-handed man, shaking his hand and smiling at the demon Ji. "We were waiting for you outside the desert that day, but we received the news and then left."
The clothes are hunting, the right sleeve swings and floats, and the dark man looks at the demon Ji with dignity. This person is the first master in Nantiancheng with one hand. He said, "What we are fighting for is that the token disappears."
"Ha ha I listen to them" looks pure and lovely. The girl in yellow is like a girl who is innocent and innocent. She smiles sweetly, but no one can believe that she is innocent and innocent. Even if someone forces her to kill her, no one wants to believe that the first master in Xuanyuan City will be an evil girl …
Lying on the wall, the little beggar jumped up and hung his feet on the tower, holding his cheeks and sharp eyes and looking straight at the Hall of Supreme Harmony. "Today is really lively," while standing still and standing alone in Qin’s lonely moon, his face was indifferent, but it changed a lot.
"Amitabha … it’s a sin for you to say it’s not a sad monk because it’s so bloody." A snow-white figure stepped out from behind a small beggar. The newcomer was white, pure and compassionate. The newcomer was the first master in Jiugong City, the Blood Bodhisattva.
"The monk felt sad when he watched Simon benefactor and Ye benefactor duel." The fat figure was covered in patches and the sad monk came out sadly.
In the distance, Si Nian and Feng Yue both opened their eyes, and they stared at the Hall of Supreme Harmony, each with his own thoughts …
Chapter 60 Ye Gucheng died
Si Nian stared at Ye Gucheng in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. He seemed to have an illusion that Xia Feng’s face was like a remnant of winter …
The night is getting darker and the full moon is getting lighter. She seems to want to avoid the bitterness and sadness at this time and avoid the life-and-death duel between the two in front of her eyes …
Two peerless swordsmen in appreciate each other have to draw their swords after all, because only swords are eternal in their lives, and their hearts only beat when they draw their swords. Their swords are cold, and their blood is colder than swords …
At this moment, Si Nian stared at the indifferent expression of the two men, and he realized that Qingfeng’s demon Ji, a little beggar, was an enemy, but he didn’t want to be honest with each other. What kind of blood bodhisattva, a bloodthirsty fiend, could get together with a sad monk who never killed anything? What kind of clear water, one hand, and ease of mind were kept outside the desert. It was just to leave rather than hurt Qingfeng and others. What kind of killer Qin Gu Yue could indulge in romantic life and grow up step by step, waiting for him to challenge himself. These people never hated each other, no matter how hard they fought
No matter how strong Ximen Chuixue Ye Gucheng’s sword is, no matter how beautiful Lu Xiaofeng’s two fingers can hold the dead-the sword demon seeks defeat alone, they are NPC after all, and one day they will be surpassed by the players, just like Liu Dieyi, the so-called fencing enemy, who was seriously injured in Qingfeng, who died in the hands of Si Nian who just stepped into kendo …
The cold wind blew, and the two men raised their white snow robes and stirred their long hair. They couldn’t help but flash a trace of sadness at the bottom of their hearts. Although they are NPC, they are ultimately helping them become top-notch experts in the Jianghu. Anyway, they both know that one of them has to close his eyes today.
Stepping into the heart of kendo is cold-blooded and equally cold. There has never been any emotional color in the eyes of Si Nian and Feng Yue. They are watching and watching …
Si Nian heard that Ximen Chuixue once loved a woman, got married and had a son. Si Nian knew that maybe today was the last night in Ximen Chuixue …
At night, the stars disappeared and the full moon was dark, because two peerless swords were pulled out.
Two immortal swords have been stabbed! It’s not fast to stab the sword. There is still a long way to go between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. Their blade has been changing without touching. People move slowly, but the blade changes quickly because they haven’t made a move yet.
It seems to others that the first world war is neither fierce nor wonderful, but the cold sweat has seeped from the lonely moon in Qin Dynasty.
They are all contemporary super-class masters, but they are novice kendo masters. They are not Qing Feng, not a demon Ji, not a beggar, not a blood bodhisattva, etc … Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng Qing Yang and the black man next to Qing Feng. They are forced by their swords to tremble.
If Ye Gucheng’s opponent is not Ximen Chuixue, every change of the sword in his palm will be a sword that will kill and win.
Their swords and men are one. This is the heart sword.
Lu Xiaofeng’s hand suddenly left a cold sweat. He suddenly found that although Ximen Chuixue’s sword potential changes seem flexible, it is actually sluggish and less light than Ye Gucheng’s sword.
Ye Gucheng sword is like a gust of wind outside the white clouds.
Ximen Chuixue’s sword seems to live in an invisible line-he once had a home, once loved someone, and his feelings are this invisible line.
Lu Xiaofeng fingertips have been cold.
Now no one can change the fate of Ximen Chuixue.
Lu Xiaofeng can’t, and neither can Ximen Chuixue himself.
Two people are close at hand!
Both swords have been thrust out!
This is the last sword, and it is the decisive sword.
Until now, Ximen Chuixue found that his sword was a step behind. When his sword pierced Ye Gucheng’s chest, Ye Gucheng’s sword was bound to pierce his throat.
He has to accept this fate.
But at this time, Ye Gucheng’s sword potential actually had a deviation, but it was only an inch or two deviation, which was already the distance between life and death.
The cold blade has pierced Ye Gucheng’s chest. Watching the duel between the two in the Forbidden City, Jianghu experts seem to be heartbroken at the moment when the cold blade hits the cold heart …
Ye Gucheng’s cold is like a thousand years, and Xuan Bing’s cheeks are smeared with a trace of pain and happiness, because he knows that all the happy and beautiful things in his life will end in an instant, but not only joy and beauty will accompany his loneliness all his life, but he will also disappear. Now he will close his eyes, throw away everything before his death and release his loneliness all his life like an ordinary person …
I’m afraid that Qionglou Yuyu is too high to be cold … The peerless master has no friends, but they have been pursuing the enemy who can become friends all their lives. The enemy Ye Gucheng who deserves to draw his sword is dead, but he is less happy. He is happier than lonely and lonely. No one deserves to draw his sword …
Ye Gucheng saw Ximen Chuixue’s sword stab, but it didn’t enter his heart in the end. He was grateful that Ximen Chuixue finally stabbed the sword into his heart and freed him …