"What are these two doing?"
"Idiot, this is Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai and White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng!”
"The two of them are going to fight!"
The news of Gudu Qiubai and Ye Gucheng's battle spread throughout the city.
In this world, there was never a lack of good people.
Moreover, it was a battle between Martial Arts Legends who had been famous for many years.
Such a battle was rarely seen in a lifetime.
Soon, countless martial artists surrounded the two of them.
However, no one dared to get close. They only watched from afar.
"White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng's sword is like a flying immortal, and his person is like a flying immortal!”
"Ximen, you know him best.”
"Who do you think will win this battle?"
In a restaurant, a handsome man with a fan in his hand 'looked' at Gudu Qiubai and Ye Gucheng, who were standing still in front of him.
He asked his friend who was drinking.
"Ye Gucheng!"
The answer was cold and heartless.
He knew how powerful Ye Gucheng was.
Because Ye Gucheng did not have human feelings and love.
His sword technique was no longer the sword technique of the mortal world.
Although he was known as the Sword God, he was not confident that he could withstand it.
"Although I can't see, I can hear more!”
"I think Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai will win this battle!”
"A person who can endure loneliness will always have some extraordinary strength!”
Shockingly, this young master who was as beautiful as a flower and jade actually couldn't see it.
It was the famous Blooming Flower Brothel.
The man opposite him was Sword God Ximen Chuixue.
"Why don't we make a bet?"
Ximen Chuixue's expression was still cold.
He knew that there was a kind of stubborn power that would allow one's strength to be unleashed.
"What do you want to bet?"
Blooming Flowering Pavilion laughed.
"Wine!"
"Whoever loses will not drink for a year!”
Ximen Chuixue said.
"This price is really ruthless!"
"However, I believe in my feelings!”
"There are also disciples who believe in Sword Madman!”
Blooming Flowering Pavilion accepted the bet.
If there were others here, they would definitely exclaim.
Was this really the world-renowned Blooming Flowers Pavilion and Ximen Chuixue?
They seemed no different from ordinary people.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Gucheng and Gudu Qiubai stood in a stalemate for a long time.
"Dugu Qiubai, did the Sword Madman teach you the Beating Sword Art?”
Ye Gucheng mocked.
Since there were no flaws, he would create them himself.
"Ye Gucheng, you've fallen."
"If it was in the past, you wouldn't have used such a method!”
"Or are you afraid?"
Dugu Qiubai's expression was cold.
When one's cultivation reached this realm, who wouldn't have a perfect state of mind?
Provoking him was meaningless.
Moreover, his master had once said that.
As a top-notch swordsman, he should not be happy for others or sad for himself.
In battle, emotional fluctuations could increase one's strength.
However, it could also kill people.
He could only wait calmly.
"Afraid?"
"That's something only the weak have!”
Ye Gucheng smiled disdainfully.
He had long abandoned fear.
However, he understood.
His goading was meaningless.
When experts exchanged blows, who could be impatient?
Whoever it was, it was easier to make a mistake.
Now, he could only wait.
Time slowly passed.
But neither of them moved.
Even the surrounding crowd became tired.
"How boring!"
"Is this the battle between martial arts legends?”
"Even two second-rate martial artists would be more exciting than this!”
The onlookers began to disperse.
They couldn't stand the long wait.
This confrontation lasted for three days and three nights.
The two of them were like statues, standing there without moving at all.
The crowd of onlookers had reduced from a sea of people to a handful.
These people were all martial arts experts.
They knew that when experts fought, they only fought for seconds.
Perhaps, the outcome would be decided in the blink of an eye.
For this reason, they did not even dare to close their eyes.
He could only stare at the battlefield.
Suddenly, Ye Gucheng moved.
"Transcendent Flying Immortal."
White shadow, sword light.
Ye Gucheng felt it.
In terms of patience, he was definitely not as patient as Lonely Seeking Defeat.
After all, Dugu Qiubai was just like his name.
This was a person who could endure loneliness.
If he continued to waste time, his physical strength would fall.
Since he couldn't create a flaw!
Then he would directly use his peak attack!
Ye Gucheng became one with the sword.
It was as if the world had been pierced through by the sword.
The sword was as fast as lightning and as fast as a ghost.
It was formed by gathering the charm of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, like the flawless blue sky and white clouds.
This move struck from high above, and the momentum of the sword strike was brilliant and rapid.
The cold sword Qi seemed to freeze even his bones.
The sharpness of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be blocked!
A streak of sword light flew over diagonally, like a bolt of lightning, like a rainbow crossing the sky.
This change in swordsmanship was the highest realm of martial arts. It could be considered a peerless sword technique in the world.
This sword stabbed out.
There was no change, not even the aftermath.
He infused all his strength into this sword.
However, no change was the best change.
This sword was formed before the move was made. The spirit stayed after the move was made, turning the hard into the soft, changing the unchanging into the changing.
Such a brilliant sword was like the wrath of the Thunder God!
It could be said to be the most perfect sword technique in the world!
How could the Nine Swords of Solitude be broken?
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