The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world

Aunt Gongsun walked in the dark alley, walking lightly, bypassing two piles of garbage and three puddles, and soon came to the door of an ordinary house.

When she opened the door and walked into the house, a cold voice suddenly came from the courtyard.

"who is it?"

"Gongsun."

Aunt Gongsun responded, then passed through the gate and came to the courtyard, where she saw a figure standing under the old locust tree, dressed in white like snow.

This figure stands facing the moon. One person and one tree seem to stand tall in the sky and the earth, revealing a grand vastness, but also a sense of vicissitudes of life and loneliness.

This figure is Ye Gucheng.

The pale clothes and pale face, although the figure is still upright, give people a sense of desolation.

But Ye Gucheng still had the sword in his eyes, but he did not hold the sword in his hand, but placed it on the stone table not far from him. Even when he saw Aunt Gongsun appearing, he did not pick up the sword.

"Aunt Gongsun." Ye Gucheng looked at Aunt Gongsun, with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was searching.

Aunt Gongsun also looked at Ye Gucheng with a strange look in her eyes, as if she wanted to see through whether Ye Gucheng was poisoned. After all, she was also an expert in using poisons.

"Did the prince ask you to come?" Ye Gucheng asked.

"Let me deliver a letter to you." Aunt Gongsun said.

Ye Gucheng frowned, and an abnormal paleness flashed across his face, "I have already made it clear to him that the battle between Ximen Chuixue and I is inevitable, so why would he bother to send me a message?"

Aunt Gongsun blinked and sighed, "This matter has nothing to do with me. I am only responsible for delivering the letter."

Ye Gucheng sneered, "Nothing else?"

Aunt Gongsun shook her head and said, "Nothing else."

"Where's the letter?" Ye Gucheng asked.

"Here is the letter." Aunt Gongsun took out a letter with intact paint from her arms.

"Put it on the table and you can go." Ye Gucheng said calmly.

Ye Gucheng stood under the tree, with the stone table beside him and his sword on the stone table.

Aunt Gongsun sighed, "If you are really poisoned, Ximen Chuixue will never force you to compete with swords. Although the Tang Sect's hidden weapons have antidotes, it is impossible to recover as before within three days. "

Ye Gucheng's pupils shrank and he looked at Aunt Gongsun coldly, "This is not something you should be concerned about."

"I am also a swordsman." Aunt Gongsun shook her head and said.

Aunt Gongsun slowly walked to the table, and while placing the envelope on the stone table, she also put down a small porcelain vase.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was not far behind her, but his sword was on the stone table, and his face had turned pale just now, so Aunt Gongsun did not raise any vigilance at all.

"Although this bottle of detoxifying pills cannot cure the Tang Sect's poison, it can more or less suppress it..."

Before Mrs. Gongsun could finish her words, she heard a strong wind coming from behind her. Before she could dodge, seven large acupoints behind her were hit with heavy techniques.

When Aunt Gongsun fell down, shock showed in her eyes.

Ye Gucheng stood where Aunt Gongsun was just now, looking at her with a cold look in his eyes.

Aunt Gongsun wanted to ask why, but she couldn't speak at all at this time.

Ye Gucheng obviously had no intention of explaining to Aunt Gongsun. He just pulled out the dagger with red satin from Aunt Gongsun's sleeve, and used the dagger to cut off the red satin with his backhand.

Then, he slowly brought the red satin closer to Aunt Gongsun's neck.

Aunt Gongsun's eyes showed infinite fear. She never expected that Ye Gucheng would kill her, and why he wanted to kill her.

However, the moment Ye Gucheng wrapped the red satin around Gongsun's neck, he suddenly stopped and looked at the east wall of the small courtyard.

On the wall of the small courtyard, a young man wearing brocade clothes sat.

"I didn't expect Lord Ye to have such a hobby." Su Shaoying nodded seriously, "I heard that there is a powerful swordsman whose hobby is torturing others. I didn't expect that your hobby is torturing others."

"Will killing other masters before the decisive battle with Ximen Chuixue keep you in shape?" Su Shaoying asked deliberately.

At this time, Aunt Gongsun also followed the voice and saw Su Shaoying. Excitement and surprise flashed in her eyes, but at the same time, there was anxiety and worry. She was worried that Su Shaoying was not Ye Gucheng's opponent, and she would not be able to save her, and even got herself involved.

Ye Gucheng stared at Su Shaoying, his pupils almost shrinking to the size of needle tips, "You shouldn't be here."

"I'm still here." Su Shaoying sighed.

"You should know the consequences after you show up." Ye Gucheng said indifferently.

"I have met your flying fairy twice." Su Shaoying smiled.

"So you think you can take the next step?" Ye Gucheng sneered.

"Otherwise, you let Aunt Gongsun go, and I find another woman to torture you?" Su Shaoying blinked and asked instead, "I saw a woman this morning. She is Mrs. Ru from Jia Leshan, and she is also a master. And he naturally likes to be tortured.”

Ye Gucheng sneered, and without further ado, he took a step forward, reached out and pulled out the long sword on the table.

"choke--"

With a sword chant, Ye Gucheng held the long sword in his hand and flew up, stabbing Su Shaoying directly. Su Shaoying felt a sharp murderous aura coming straight to the center of his eyebrows.

This is Ye Gucheng's flying immortal who attacks with all his murderous intent!

Su Shaoying only felt that the sky and fields in front of her were filled with sword light!

Ye Gucheng's sword edge was almost at its peak, but in Su Shaoying's eyes it seemed to be slowing down. The magnificence and brilliance, splendor and brilliance made him unable to look away for a second.

Is this what it feels like to face the flying immortals from the outer world?

Fortunately, I am no longer an inexperienced novice.

The moment Ye Gucheng's sword approached, Su Shaoying leaned back and fell directly from the wall.

But if Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship is just to move forward, then he would be underestimating this peerless swordsman.

At this time, Ye Gucheng took off and reached the top of the wall. When he saw Su Shaoying falling back to avoid the other side, he hooked his left foot on the top of the wall, stopped his body, changed direction, united his body and sword, and directed his sword downward.

No matter how fast Su Shaoying was, Ye Gucheng was confident that he could pierce his chest with one sword.

But Su Shaoying did not fall straight down, but when she turned over and fell, she put her hand on the wall. It seemed that she fell to the opposite side, but in fact, she moved sideways, drew a semicircle at the same time, and then jumped up from the side. .

So when Ye Gucheng was going down, Su Shaoying was going up next to him.

The next moment, Ye Gucheng's sword light came out from the side like a poisonous snake, stabbing Su Shaoying in the back of the heart, but...

Su Shaoying exerted all her strength, and her body was faster than the edge of his sword, and she flew out along with the edge of his sword.

After all, Ye Gucheng was the pursuer, and his response was half a beat slower than Su Shaoying's. When he exerted force on his feet and changed direction again to return to the wall, Su Shaoying had already arrived in the courtyard and had already picked up Aunt Gongsun.

"City Lord Ye, the decisive battle is about to begin. You can either focus on detoxifying or preparing for the battle. It's better to put your personal hobbies aside for now."