The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Needless to say, the reason is probably because of the Weigu Sword Intent and the Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven that I have comprehended.

Ye Gucheng stepped on the flower path paved with peach blossoms.

His steps are slow, but they give people a sense of elegance and dignity.

When he arrived in front of Chu Heng, after a moment of silence, Ye Gucheng's cold voice said, "Have you fully mastered "Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky?".

Chu Heng glanced at the long sword that the former was still holding tightly in his left hand, and nodded slightly.

"nature".

Looking up and down at Chu Heng in front of him, Ye Gucheng nodded, but then shook his head again, "Unfortunately, your heart is not sincere. (—)"

Chu Heng shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you are dishonest, because a swordsman kills people, the way is different, the direction of the heart, and the reason for sincerity are naturally different."

Ye Gucheng glanced at his eyebrows, "Sword out".

From the moment he saw Chu Heng, Ye Gucheng felt a kind of loneliness from Chu Heng that was absolutely not inferior to his own, as well as the gorgeous sadness of the Queen of Flying Immortals.

It's just that Chu Heng's loneliness is not like his own, which cannot be diffused on his body, but is hidden in the dark, inaudible, and it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to notice.

This made Ye Gucheng very puzzled, and it was also the reason why he leaned on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and watched Chu Heng quietly.

Chu Heng shook his head, and said softly: "Let's put it down for now, it's important to deal with business."

After a while, Ye Gucheng turned around and walked to the stone table where Hua Manlou was.

Sitting on the stone bench where Chu Heng was before, he took off his Chinese robe and clothes on his upper body, exposing his back.

But at this moment in time, his left hand was still tightly holding the sword in his hand, and he did not let go.

This alone is enough to show how detached the sword is in Ye Gucheng's heart.

On his back, there was a small palm-sized bruise that was black in color.

And there are two small holes that have suppurated.

The smell of rotting meat that Chu Heng and Hua Manlou smelled before came from this.

After Chu Heng and Hua Manlou took their pulse respectively, they also focused on the black and blue bruise on Ye Gucheng's back.

After a quarter of an hour, Chu Heng and Hua Manlou were able to confirm the injury on Ye Gucheng's body.

Both of them couldn't help shaking their heads, while Hua Manlou, who had a little more kindness in his heart, sighed softly, "Why is this so.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, the venom of the ice-cold snake is not an ordinary poison, but belongs to a strange beast, so it contains venom on its body, which is difficult for ordinary people to drive away.

However, when the snake venom breaks out, the poisoner is always facing the double world of ice and fire all over his body, and he is in pain.

And the wound is also red and silver, not the blue and black color on Ye Gucheng's body at this time.

In other words, the facts are different from what Lu Xiaofeng said, Ye Gucheng's body is just some common snake venom, not the venom of the ice-cold poisonous snake.

And judging from the wound, Ye Gucheng deliberately didn't expel the poison, but forced it to the back with his kung fu, allowing the muscles to rot.

Hearing Huamanlou's words, Ye Gucheng's body shook slightly, and then his face remained normal.

After putting on his clothes, Ye Gucheng's voice also slowly rang out, "Although Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts is not the strongest, and his character is not very good, but his friends are always very good."

Hua Manlou deeply agreed, "Otherwise, you wouldn't be friends with his little chicken."

Ye Gucheng couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, and Hua Manlou also smiled lightly.

"Is there a decisive battle?" Chu Heng asked.

Ye Gucheng nodded, and said seriously: "It must be so."

"The reason?"

There was a slight silence, and then the cold voice sounded again, "Because this battle is doomed."

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Chu Heng shook his head, but he didn't speak anymore, but he felt a little disdain for Ye Gucheng's answer in his heart, and he felt like being regarded as an idiot.

"The matter is over, let's use the sword!" Ye Gucheng said again.

Chu Heng sighed softly, "Why are you so obsessed with letting me use the sword? Our strength is not at the same level. Now Ximen Chuuxue is your main target."

"My interest in you is beyond that of Ximen Chuuxue, so let's use the sword!

Let me see, what the Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven can achieve in your hands. "

Ye Gucheng's voice seemed always so cold and arrogant.

From the beginning to the end, there was no slight change in tone of voice.

 …  

As if born without emotion.

Chu Heng spread his hands and said helplessly: "Then you may have to wait for a while. I broke through yesterday, and now the breath realm is still unstable. If you use the sword at this time, your strength will not be perfect."

As he said that, he also let out the aura in his body.

Sensing Chu Heng's cultivation level and slightly fluctuating aura, Ye Gucheng frowned and asked, "How long will it take?"

Chu Heng thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Before you and Ximen Chuuxue have a decisive battle, I should let you see it."