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Chapter 210 The Competition Begins

"Your Majesty, you are waiting for someone to come."

When Zheng Ming was talking to the old master, Xiao Fuzi came up to him and said softly.

Zheng Ming immediately smiled, and said, "Do you want to go together?"

"Hehe, Your Majesty said that this man's swordsmanship is stronger than Ximen's. This old man is full of curiosity." The old master said.

Since then.

The two came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation together.

On the bluestone ground in front of the hall, there stood a man in black and a majestic eagle.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

As soon as Zheng Ming walked in front of him, he bowed and worshiped.

There is no emotion in the voice.

Zheng Ming took a look at him.

The first feeling was like Ximen Fuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue is dressed in white, Dugu Qiubai is dressed in black, Ximen Chuuxue's face is pale and handsome, Dugu Qiubai's appearance is ordinary and unremarkable.

The appearance of the two is very different, but the temperament of the body is exactly the same.

The same loneliness, the same aloofness, the same emotion far away from the world.

The sword demon seeks defeat alone, and the sword god Ximen Chuuxue, the swordsmanship of these two people has broken away from ordinary swords, and is more like a realm of life.

"Defeat" and "Blowing Snow".

Both are a kind of desolate realm.

"Mr. Dugu, please excuse me."

Zheng Ming stretched out his hand to help.

Dugu Qiubai raised his head, but looked at the old Tianshi.

"You are strong!"

A pair of sharp eyes were full of eagerness to try.

Zhang Zhiwei's hand stroking his beard paused slightly.

"Ahem. This old man doesn't practice swordsmanship."

Suddenly, he realized that it was a wrong decision to go with Zheng Ming to meet Dugu Qiubai.

If he had known that Dugu Qiubai and Ximen Chuuxue had the same temperament, he would not come if he was killed.

During this time, Ximen Chuuxue often went to him to compete.

Although he doesn't practice kendo, he is strong enough.

Made him a little depressed.

He is an immortal cultivator, he pays attention to peace of mind, and he doesn't like to fight at all.

In the past, Ximen Chuuxue was enough for him, but now there is Dugu Qiubai.

It's enough to kill!

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself.

"I only want one defeat, please fulfill it." Dugu Bubai would never let him go.

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his eyelids and glanced at Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming coughed lightly, and said, "Old Heavenly Master, why don't you help Mr. Dugu."

He sold Zhang Zhiwei without hesitation.

'Woohoo, I can't find an opponent in my life, I'm really lonely and embarrassing. '

'Seeking defeat' is the greatest wish of lonely seeking defeat, how can Zheng Ming stop it?

And he also wanted to see the battle between the old heavenly master and Lonely Qiubai, it must be extremely exciting.

Zheng Ming's push made Zhang Zhiwei very helpless, and said: "That's the end."

"Okay! Let's go, let's go to the school grounds."

Dugu Qiubai hadn't spoken yet, but Zheng Ming was impatient, and pulled the two of them towards the school grounds.

"Ahem, little Fuzi, go and call Ximen Sword God."

He didn't forget Ximen Chuuxue either.

It must be more interesting for Dugu Qiubai and Ximen Chuuxue to get together.

After a moment.

Several people came to the school grounds.

Ximen Chuuxue has been practicing in the school grounds for a long time, but Xiao Fuzi made a trip for nothing.

Seeing the three of Zheng Ming approaching, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes suddenly burst out with fiery emotion.

At the same time, Dugu Qiubai also looked at Ximen Chuuxue.

The two looked at each other, and although they were speechless, they seemed to express a thousand feelings.

Zheng Ming looked at them with a smile, his eyes wandering between the two.

Before, he felt that the temperaments of the two were very similar, but now he found that the temperaments of the two were still somewhat different.

Ximen Chuuxue is more like the top of a snow mountain. Although he is lonely and lonely, he is on top of the mountain.

But Dugu Qiubai is like floating clouds in the sky, impermanent shape, impermanent heart, impermanent force, selfless and invincible.

From this point alone, it can be seen that Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship is a level higher than that of Ximen Chuuxue.

"Ximen Chuuxue pays homage to senior!" Ximen Chuuxue bowed with burning eyes.

For him, meeting a strong man is a lucky thing, and meeting a strong swordsman is even more fortunate.

Dugu Qiubai looked at him and said, "I hope to discuss the way with your Excellency."

"I can't ask for it." Ximen Chuixue said.

"Ahem, why don't you talk about it first, and the old man will go back first." Zhang Zhiwei wanted to take a walk.

In his opinion, whether it is Ximen Chuuxue or Dugu Qiubai, their heads are a bit straight, and they have nothing in their hearts except the way of swordsmanship.

It's better to go back and play with the little apprentice than to be with them.

"Senior, please!" How could Dugu Qiubai let him go.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed slightly, and said: "Then the old man will be impolite."

Since it can't be avoided, it can only be shot.

Zheng Ming and Ximen Chuixue retreated into the distance, a golden brilliance flashed in their eyes.

Heaven has eyes!

He couldn't understand this kind of competition between the strong with his naked eyes.

In the school field, Zhang Zhiwei and Lonely Qiubai stood opposite each other.

"You don't use a sword?" Zhang Zhiwei asked in surprise.

Dugu Qiubai said: "I have a sword in my heart."

The state of having no sword is better than having a sword is a state of doing whatever you want and forgetting about things and me.

This kind of realm does not need a sword, but it does not mean that there must be no sword.Whether it is invisible sword energy or using the palm instead of the sword, they all have the same meaning, there is no difference between superior and inferior, only the methods are different.

Dugu Qiubai's sword is not a real sword, but his sword heart, a sword heart that does whatever he wants.

Zhang Zhiwei's expression became serious.

"Use your sword, the old man will go all out."

This is his respect for Dugu Qiubai.

Dugu Qiubai nodded slightly.

"Thank you."

next moment.

The sword intent soared into the sky, and the invisible sword energy condensed in front of Dugu Qiubai.

Hearing that the sword energy tore through the wind breath, Dugu Qiubai rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei.

The golden light shone, and the pale crimson palace thunder wrapped around Zhang Zhiwei's arm.

He suddenly raised his hand and clapped it out.

There was a thunderstorm.

The berserk breath surged, setting off a violent wind, and rolling up countless dust.

In the distance, Zheng Ming and Ximen Chuuxue's robes rattled, and pieces of sand and stone rushed toward them.

Ximen Chuuxue squinted his eyes, and released an invisible aura, blocking the flying sand and stones.

Dugu Qiubai's sword failed, he looked up at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

"it is good!"

He gave a loud drink.

The voice is full of joy and boldness.

Boom~~
Suddenly!

A pale thunderbolt fell from the billowing thundercloud and merged with Zhang Zhiwei.

Between waving hands, it was full of fierce and ruthless thunder.

Although Dugu Qiubai does not have a sword in his hand, everything he owns is a sword.

Zhang Zhiwei thought of Yu Lei, and Dugu Qiubai focused on turning his sword.

The figures of the two kept touching, again and again, each time completely changing, and each time they appeared violent and fierce.

Even if Zheng Ming used "The Heaven Has Eyes", he was a little dazzled.

No, it was his heart that was messed up.

Dugu Qiubai's sword energy is ethereal and erratic, making it hard to figure out.

The old Tianshi's Jiang Gonglei is dignified and enlightened, opening and closing, with a unique charm in every move.

Zheng Ming could see through their aura and power, but he couldn't see through their artistic conception.

There is a feeling of not knowing why.

The two fought for a moment, then stopped.

The time is short, but the result is set.

They are not battles of life and death, and there is no need to fight to the end.

"I'm defeated!" Dugu Qiubai's eyes were shining brilliantly.

For him, defeat is also a blessing.

The only thing that makes him regret is that the old master is not practicing the way of swordsmanship.

"Hehe, the old man just took advantage of Taoism." Zhang Zhiwei smiled gently.

"Taoism pays more attention to the natural force. Compared with the purity of swordsmanship, Taoism is too complex."

"Don't dare, Dao doesn't distinguish between high and low, only people are strong and weak. If you lose, you lose. Thank you for your guidance." Dugu Qiubai said.

Zhang Zhiwei's words are naturally modest words. Whether it is Taoism or swordsmanship, there is no end to the way of cultivation, and there is no advantage to take advantage of.

Zhang Zhiwei is indeed stronger than Dugu Qiubai.

Zheng Ming looked at the two of them with a faint smile on his lips.

The old Tianshi's strength is a bit unreasonable. Although Dugu Qiubai lost, it doesn't mean he is weak.

"How? Do you understand?" Zheng Ming turned to look at Ximen Chuuxue.

However, this glance made him stunned.

Sword God smiled.

There was a smile on that pale face.

This was the first time he saw Ximen Chuixue smiling, not to mention, he was quite handsome.

"It's a good harvest!" Ximen Chuuxue said unconsciously.

"I've already seen it." Zheng Ming said with a smile.

……

Henghai City is the largest city in the southeast of the Great Jin Dynasty, and it is also the city with the most developed sea trade in the Great Jin Dynasty.

The huge Henghai City is located on the coast, connected to the magnificent sea, like a brilliant diamond inlaid in the blue sea.

However, the bigger the city, the more turbulent the hidden undercurrent will be.

The Black Snake Gate is an undercurrent in the dark of Henghai City. It is the largest dark force underground in Henghai City. Although it is far inferior to many Jianghu sects, in this city, the Black Snake Gate is the master of the underground.

rainy night.

The sudden rain enveloped the entire Henghai City, and the dense raindrops fell on the eaves and tiles. On the streets, it was like the sound of a jingle, lingering among the streets and alleys.

Under the ink-like night, there was no sound, suddenly a thunder flashed, and a figure wearing a bucket on his head and a coir raincoat slowly walked across the street.

"who!"

In front of the Black Snake Sect's garrison, four Black Snake Sect disciples dressed in black looked at the person coming, and asked warily.

However, that figure didn't intend to stop at all, approaching in a leisurely and unhurried manner.

"Ask who you are, do you hear me?"

"Eating the bear's heart and the leopard's guts, you actually dare to come to my Black Snake Gate to play wild."

"Going forward, don't blame us for being rude."

Seeing the person getting closer and closer, the disciples of the Black Snake Sect finally couldn't help but make a move.

Holding short swords like cold fangs, they rushed towards the person coming.

Clang!
The sound of the sword roared.

A thunderbolt split the night, and a pale blade cut across the rain.

da~
The footsteps continued to move forward, but the four people behind them were already lying on the ground.

He stood in front of the gate of the Black Snake Gate and paused for a moment, then reached out and pushed the gate open.

In the gloomy courtyard, there are countless figures hiding in the dark.

In front of the tall house, stood a pale figure, with black clothes and black hair, pale complexion, long and narrow eyes, vicious and vicious.

This person is the Shadow Snake, the leader of the Black Snake Gate.

A chilling atmosphere filled the courtyard.

The flickering thunder and lightning didn't stop, turning everything pale.

"I know you, Night Sword Luo Fanxing, the number one killer of the Jinyin Building." Shadow Snake looked at the person coming, and said in a deep voice.

"You shouldn't be here."

"Even if you are a first-rank master, the Black Snake Gate can still devour your life."

Luo Fanxing looked up, revealing a black mask and a pair of extremely cold eyes under the bamboo hat.

"I'm already here."

Shadow Snake's long and narrow eyes narrowed and became even colder, and asked, "What do you want?"

"A thing?" Luo Fanxing asked

"What?" Shadow Snake asked.

"It's something you're looking for, and you've already found it." Luo Fanxing said.

"Hehe, we have a lot of things, but I don't know if you have the ability to take them away." Shadow Snake sneered.

"No matter how many things there are, I will take them away." Luo Fanxing raised her eyebrows, and a strong murderous intent flashed in her icy eyes.

Shadow Snake said: "It's okay to want something, but can you afford the price?"

"I want something, and your life should be the price to pay you."

Shadow Snake looked at him gloomyly, and said, "That's nothing to talk about!"

"It's already fair." Luo Fanxing said.

"Fairness! The killer is actually talking about justice, hehe, you still have to speak with your strength."

Shadow Snake stretched out his hand, pointed at Luo Fanxing and said, "The No. [-] killer of the Jinyin Building, staying here is also my honor of the Black Snake Sect."

"Get him for me!"

next moment.

Under the flash of thunder, a dozen figures suddenly crawled out from the shadows.

Under the light of the thunder, pale daggers rushed towards Luo Fanxing like fangs.

kill!

The sound of the sword echoed, mixed with the sound of rain.

The pale sword blade cut across the rain curtain, splashing a series of sprays.

The figures intertwined, the bright red blood flowers mixed with the transparent water flowers, and the thunder flashed again, as beautiful as a brilliant spring flower.

It's just that this splendor is mixed with the breath of death.

"Hehe, as expected of the number one killer, his strength should not be underestimated."

"However, with this little ability, you can't take away the things of the Black Snake Sect."

Shadow Snake sneered.

The figure is like a snake, winding its way, its fangs crushing a series of raindrops.

Ding!
The blades collided, and a little spark flew off.

"You may not understand my strength." A sharp light flashed in Luo Fanxing's eyes.

boom!
The two separated, and collided again in the next moment.

In the thick ink-like night, in the stern rain curtain, the two kept intertwining.

"A killer never gives a target a chance to live."

Clang~~
The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it had penetrated Shadow Snake's shoulder in an instant.

Shadow Snake looked at the pale blade, the pupils in his eyes constricted, and the sinister look was replaced by panic.

"Wait, I'll give you something."

"The time to discuss justice is over now." Luo Fanxing said coldly while holding the hilt of his sword.

"Where is the thing?"

"In the room!" Shadow Snake replied immediately, no longer as arrogant as before.

The long sword in Luo Fanxing's hand lightly slashed across.

"The dead are not qualified to speak of justice."

"You!" Shadow Snake looked at him unwillingly.

Since then.

Luo Fanxing pushed open the door and looked at the square box in the room.

The long sword opened the box, and there was only one blue token in it.

He retracted the long sword, turned and left holding the box.

Lightning flashed, leaving only a body on the ground behind.

It's just that he didn't notice a figure standing on the eaves not far away.

The night is not over yet, the killing has just begun, and the Canglong Ling doesn't know how many times it will change hands.

This bustling city ushered in an unprecedented storm.

(End of this chapter)