Seeing so many people from the martial arts world, Zhu Wushi's face changed and quickly walked to the big inner secret agent Long Jiu, staring at him, "Didn't you say that you can only let ten people in? What's wrong with so many people?"

"Marquis God, I don't know anymore. According to His Majesty's instructions, I will release ten gold medals, but I don't know why, so many of them appeared today?"

"And the guards have inspected it, and every quick thing is true. They are ordered to do things, and as long as the gold medal holds, they can come in, so they are all put in. I'm one step late, and now I can't even drive away."

"A bastard!" Zhu Wushi's face turned dark.

"Every gold medal is true, it is clearly premeditated." Holding hands on his chest, Chen Liang said slowly: "If I were a lord of gods, I would definitely go back to protect the emperor now."

There are special secret notes on the gold medal, which outsiders can't imitate. The only possibility is that someone in the palace cooperates with the outside world. The emperor ordered to create ten gold medals, and they got a batch.

Chen Liang also knows who is the mastermind, Ye Gucheng, the plot of this plot at the beginning of the game was designed by him, to fight the Forbidden City Top of the Forbidden City.

Anyway, Ye Gucheng won't succeed, so he might as well expose it.

"Long Jiu, I'll send two distinguished guests out of the palace for me. I'll protect the emperor now."

Thousands of people gathered here, and most of the imperial guards and masters in the palace also came over, and the emperor was not safe.

"Two, please, I'll send you out of the palace."

"Don't, let's take a look when you've come. Anyway, there are so many people who don't want us. Oh, we're starting to fight!"

On the roof, Ye Gucheng raised the sword in his hand and said coldly: "This sword is an overseas cold sword elite. It has broken hair. The sword edge is three feet three, and the net weight is six kilograms and four liang."

Turning his eyes off, Ximen Chuxue looked at his sword, "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The sword edge is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven kilograms and thirteen taels, which is no worse than yours."

"Please!" Ye Gucheng's face was solemn.

"Wait." Ximen Chuxue suddenly spoke.

"What are you waiting for?"

"When your blood stops flowing, then hit it."

Ye Gucheng lowered his head, his chest was dyed red at some point, and there were a few needles as thin as cow's hair on it.

Tangmen hidden weapons, slanting wind and drizzle.

Apply anesthetics to the tip of the needle, and the person who was hit was unaware of it until the poison caused a large area of ​​blood to flow dry.

"Hahaha, Ye Gucheng, you have today, I'll avenge my elder brother."

In the dark corner, a figure jumped out. Tang Qi from the Tang Sect was holding a transmitter with a slanted breeze and drizzle in his hand.

"thump!"

Ye Gucheng fell to the ground and said in pain: "Give me the antidote quickly. I am not Ye Gucheng, I am Tang Fei!"

He tore off the human skin mask by himself. Ye Gucheng was not Ye Gucheng, but Tang Fei, who had just died in Chunhua Tower.

Thousands of spectators were stunned and suddenly felt an uproar. Ye Gucheng was not here, so where is the real Ye Gucheng?

The melon-eating crowd was watching the fun, and the other side was also very lively. Ye Gucheng put on a dragon robe to assassinate the emperor, but he didn't expect to be taken down by an inconspicuous old eunuch. When Zhu Wushi rushed over, he had already finished his work.

Ye Gucheng, who was injured, had no power to fight back at all, and was directly shocked by the old eunuch with his momentum.

Before his death, Ye Gucheng prayed to fight Ximen Chuxue.

Looking at the desire and desire to give up in his uncle's eyes, the emperor nodded, "Okay, I promise you, but no matter whether you win or lose, I will give you a death."

"Thank you for your accomplishment."

Taking off his dragon robe and putting on a black costume, Ye Gucheng came to the decisive battle site.

Ximen Chuxue looked at Ye Gucheng with complicated eyes and found a fake substitute to duel with him, but the real person ran to kill the emperor, and he could do it.

"Are you learning sword?"

Ye Gucheng said: "I am the sword."

"Do you know what the essence of the sword is?"

Ye Gucheng chuckled, "You said!"

"It is because of sincerity. Only with sincerity and sincerity can one reach the peak of swordsmanship. People who are dishonest are not worthy of discussing swordsmanship."

Ximen Chuxue stared at him and said, "You are not sincere."

His pupils shrank, and Ye Gucheng was silent. After a long time, he said with a sword: "Since you learn sword, you should know that as long as the person who learns sword is sincere, not to be sincere."

"It's so sincere to the sword, and the other is so sincere to the heart!" Chen Zhibai exclaimed when he heard the conversation between the two. If it weren't for the large number of people, he would have wanted to applaud.

The two of them are all sword masters, each with their own path. Ye Gucheng pursues the ultimate of swords, and Ximen Chuxue seeks the heart.

There is no difference between the two, and they will end up with different paths.

"Is this the charm of the world? Unfortunately, I have no cultivation here, otherwise I would have to compete with them and then drink and have fun."

The development of martial arts in modern cities is short and its heritage is not as good as that of Kunlun. Many people practice martial arts, but they do not understand the profound meaning at all, and cannot get out of their own way.

It’s okay to break through the innate world. Years of accumulation and some external objects can also force breakthroughs, but the master cannot do it. The master must go through the process of asking for the heart, seeking the Tao, and experiencing the Tao.

How many geniuses are stuck at the peak of the innate world and die of depression for a lifetime.

On the eaves, Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng drew their swords and fought. The sword energy was scattered, and each move was full of destructive force, and the two were hard to part with each move.

Ye Gucheng's sword move is as fast as lightning, attacking the key points with one move and one move. Ximen Chuxue is stable, with extremely heavy sword skills, and he is moving forward and cutting the stars and slashing the moon.

"Changkun, Ximen Chuxue, I'm very happy to be able to fight you. Don't hold back, just give your all."

"good!"

During the Fengyue Intercourse, the two of them broke into the palace from the roof, and sword lights raged. Someone wanted to get close, but a sword light penetrated his forehead.

"boom!!"

The huge sword light rushed forward, and a suppressed momentum made people feel palpitations.

Chen Zhibai was shocked, "Someone has broken through to the master, who is it?"

With his eyes narrowed, Chen Liang said, "I'll go in and take a look, be careful."

Turning into flowing light, Chen Liang penetrated into the crowd, and his figure flashed into the hall. Ye Gucheng's head was full of silver hair, and he had already broken through to the Grandmaster.

There was a sword on his chest, and the master of the sword was Ximen Chuxue.

Ximen Chuxue lost the last sword. When Ye Gucheng was fighting against the sword, he was determined to die, gave up defense, and let a sword stab him.

There were 60,000 imperial guards and several great masters guarding him outside. He was already injured and consumed all his energy after the war, and even if he broke through the master, he would die.

Instead of dying at the hands of an unknown little man, it is better to die under the sword of Ximen Chuxue.

Zhu Wushi, Cao Zhengchun, Huo Xiu and others broke in, protecting the emperor behind him, and sighed after seeing this scene.

The Ming Dynasty finally produced a young master, but it was gone. Unfortunately, it was sad. It would be great if Ye Gucheng did not rebel.

Stepping out, Chen Liang came to Ye Gucheng, input internal force to protect his heart veins, and turned his head and said, "It's a pity that such a young master of kendo is dead."

"I took the person away. I promise that there will be no Ye Gucheng in the world from now on."

Emperor Ming shook his head and said resolutely: "No, plotting against rebellion is a serious crime. If everyone learns from you, wouldn't the world be in chaos? Ye Gucheng must die."

"It's not just your word." Chen Liang thought for a while and said, "Let me take Ye Gucheng away. In the future, if there is trouble in the Ming Dynasty, I will take action for free."
Chapter completed!