Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

The visitor was dressed in a snow-white robe, spotless, with a sandalwood crown on his head and long black hair like a waterfall. His face was pale, almost bloodless.

But his appearance was extremely handsome, and his clear eyes were as bright as cold stars.

The visitor was the Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng.

The man is like a flying fairy, and the sword is also like a flying fairy.

Even if we look at the entire Ming Dynasty martial arts world, Ye Gucheng can definitely be regarded as one of the swordsmen whose martial arts skills can truly reach the pinnacle.

And now, since Ye Gucheng has arrived, where is Ximen Chuxue?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the other protagonist of today's decisive battle, also under the gaze of countless eyes, landed on the top of the Forbidden City like a flying crane.

The Sword God, Ximen Chuxue also rushed to the battlefield.

He was also wearing a white dress, spotless.

The same pale and handsome face.

The same icy temperament.

Their people have become like their swords, cold, sharp, and indestructible. The only flaw is that they have long lost their human emotions.

Although their appearances were very different, for some reason, everyone present felt a similarity between these two people that was difficult to express in words.

These two people are like a pair of twins.

But perhaps, it is precisely because of this feeling of similarity that today's battle took place.

After all, these two people are like two sharp swords.

Once the two divine swords meet, one of them must be broken before the fight can stop.

Just like today's decisive battle, the final outcome is a fight to the death.

"coming."

At this moment, the people below saw that the protagonists of tonight's event at the Forbidden City had appeared, and they all hurriedly looked towards the two people.

Everyone held their breath and kept silent.

But all pairs of eyes were wide open, staring at the two people on the top of the Forbidden City, not daring to even breathe, for fear of missing even the slightest bit.

Tonight's big show is about to begin! .

Chapter 441: Does this piece of scrap metal dare to call itself a good sword?

The moon is at its zenith, illuminating the sky with silver light, making the world bright and clear.

Under the bright moon, on top of the Forbidden City.

Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng stood on each side.

The two people stared at each other, their eyes shining like cold stars in the night.

The moment the two looked at each other, an indescribable chill quietly spread between heaven and earth.

The sword is not unsheathed.

But the sword intent is everywhere.

Because the two of them are like two sharp and peerless swords.

Everyone present, even Grandmaster-level masters like Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu, felt a sharp chill at this moment and couldn't help but feel fearful.

People like Ning Zhongze and Master Dingyi, who were weaker in martial arts, turned pale, held their breath subconsciously, and felt their scalps tingling.

The fight had not actually begun yet, but the terrifying power that erupted when the two men confronted each other had already moved all the martial arts masters present to change color.

"So strong, so strong."

"Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng, these two are only in their thirties, yet they have such terrifying martial arts skills. It is really hard to imagine!"

"I'm afraid these two are not far from reaching the realm of immortals on earth. They are truly monstrous talents!"

"Tsk tsk, in my opinion, even compared to the legendary Su Jianxian, these two are not much weaker..."

Among all the people present, only the Iron-Hearted Divine Marquis Zhu Wusi could remain calm.

He was seen standing with his hands behind his back, with a tall and majestic figure, and his whole body exuded an aura as majestic as a deep pool or a mountain.

This man, who was recognized in the court as the best master of the Ming Dynasty, seemed not to be affected by the sword's intent at all. His expression remained calm, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Master Fang Zheng, Taoist Chongxu and others were secretly shocked upon seeing this, and began to re-estimate the true strength of this Iron-hearted Divine Marquis.

And at this moment, on top of the Forbidden City.

The two people who were sitting in silence facing each other finally broke the silence.

Ye Gucheng was the first to speak: "It's been a long time since we last met. Brother Ximen is still as elegant as ever."

Ximen Chuixue had a cold expression and said calmly, "You too."

Ye Gucheng continued:

"You and I both know that there is no room in this world for two swordsmen to follow the same path."

"Perhaps it is destined that there will be a battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue."

Ximen Chuxue's eyes flashed, but he was still very frugal with his words and only uttered one word lightly.

"Yes."

Ye Gucheng said no more, just said one sentence.

"very good."

And just when everyone thought that a war was about to begin.

Ximen Chuxue suddenly raised the long sword in his hand and said calmly:

"This sword is made of cold iron from overseas. The blade is covered with frost. It is a rare sharp weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches long and weighs seven pounds and three ounces."

Ye Gucheng nodded and praised: "Good sword."

Ximen Chuixue also nodded. "Of course it is a good sword."

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and whispered: "My sword is made of meteorite iron from outer space. It is indestructible and can break anything. The blade is three feet and three inches long and weighs six pounds and four ounces."

Ximen Chuixue said: "What a sword."

Ye Gucheng said: "Of course it is a good sword."

The conversation between the two was not loud.

But at this moment, every word was heard clearly by everyone present.

A tense and chilly atmosphere quietly arose.

It seemed as if a shocking showdown was about to take place here in the next moment.

At this moment, a light laugh suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

"How dare such a piece of scrap metal call itself a good sword?"

Chapter 442 Ning Zhongze: Evil Taoist, today I will avenge my husband!

The chuckle was not loud, but it rang clearly in everyone's ears, like thunder rolling and echoing between heaven and earth.

The laughter came from nowhere, as if it came from the sky.

The irony is self-evident.

I dare say that the swords of Sword God Ximen Chuxue and Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng are scrap copper and rotten iron.

Who has such courage! ?

Zhu Wusi narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his thick eyebrows, and his expression changed. A rare hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

Even he couldn't tell where the chuckle came from.

"Who?"

"How dare you play tricks in the Forbidden City!"

However, Master Dingyi who was in the crowd inexplicably felt that the chuckle sounded familiar.

"Huh? I seem to have heard this laughter somewhere before..."

On the other side, Ning Zhongze's face suddenly changed and turned as pale as paper. He seemed to have recalled some terrible memories. He couldn't help but tremble all over, his eyes were full of horror, and he exclaimed;

"It's him!?"

“It’s… that person!!”

Seeing this, Linghu Chong was also shocked. It was as if a thunderclap sounded in his mind, and he instantly understood who the laughter came from.

"Could it be... that... Taoist Priest Su has arrived!?"

The originally tense and solemn atmosphere on top of the Forbidden City was completely disrupted by this light laugh.

Everyone held their breath and looked around for the source of the chuckle.

Finally, everyone's eyes focused on the shadow of the imperial city.

Amid the incredulous gazes of many martial arts heroes, a gigantic beast slowly stepped out from the streets of the imperial city.

Under the moonlight, this huge creature had five colors on its body, with green horns, red tail, dark yellow body, ink-black hooves, and snow-white back.

It turned out to be an extremely strong five-colored divine bull!

And on the broad back of this divine bull, a Taoist priest in white clothes was lying and sitting.

A sweet and lovely girl was leaning beside him, massaging the Taoist's legs.

A five-colored giant bull, a Taoist priest, and a young girl.

This combination is really unbelievable.

But after seeing the girl's face clearly, Zhu Wusi's pupils shrank instantly, and an inexplicable chill quietly emerged in his heart.

This girl is clearly one of Chu Liuxiang’s three sisters!

Why is she back?

Who is this Taoist priest in white?

Could it be... that this is the helper that this girl invited back?

A series of questions quietly emerged in Zhu Wusi's mind.

For a moment, a feeling of panic that was beyond my control suddenly arose.

"Damn it!"

"Those Japanese are a bunch of trash."

"You can't even handle a little girl like this. You're just causing me trouble for no reason!"

And just when Zhu Wusi was feeling upset.

A roar of gritting teeth suddenly sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

"Demon way!"

Everyone present was startled and subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice, only to find that the person who spoke was the current leader of the Huashan Sect, Ning Zhongze.

At this moment, Mrs. Yue, who was originally calm and wise, was trembling all over. Her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes were full of anger. She gritted her teeth and was about to draw her sword.

"Demon, today I will avenge my husband!"

Seeing this, Linghu Chong hurriedly stepped forward to stop Ning Zhongze and anxiously advised:

"Master's wife, you can't——"

Chapter 443 Are you the legendary Su Jianxian?

Linghu Chong could never have imagined that his master's wife had such a strong temper and would draw her sword if she disagreed with something.

How dare you draw your sword against that evil sword master? Are you trying to kill yourself?

Linghu Chong was almost frightened out of his wits and rushed forward to stop his master's wife Ning Zhongze.

"Master's wife, you absolutely cannot do that!"

"Now that Master is disabled, Huashan Sect depends entirely on you to manage the overall situation. If something happens to you again, what will my junior sister and I do in the future..."

Linghu Chong burst into tears, his heart filled with sorrow.