Goldfinger of the Heavens

Chapter 503 The Ending Dead Man (End of this volume)

Immortals flying out of the sky.

Ye Gucheng's sword and Ye Gucheng's people are like white clouds in the sky, erratic and ethereal.

Heroes dominate the world.

Huang Chong's sword is dark and shiny, and Huang Chong's people are unparalleled in dominance.

In fact, it is a kind of blasphemy to describe the tricks of the two people in words, or it is a kind of stupidity to waste pen and ink.

Chop, cut, collapse, lift, grid, wash, cut, stab, stir, press, hang, cut, cut, cut, chop...

The so-called world-class swordsmanship and saber techniques are actually just the most basic moves. These even more basic moves are used in the hands of the two of them. He has reached the realm where he can do whatever he wants, this is the realm where martial arts moves are supreme in this plane.

Wei Ziyun, Yin Xian and others, and even Ximen Chuuxue, who was hailed as the "Sword God" by the people in the Jianghu, were already in a cold sweat watching it.

If Huang Chong's opponent is not Ye Gucheng, and Ye Gucheng's opponent is not Huang Chong, but any swordsman present, I'm afraid...

"Flying Immortals in the Sky."

"Ninety-nine return to one."

The two made moves at the same time. This was the final decisive victory. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color. Even the bright white moon in the sky lost its light. There was only a sword and a knife left in the sky.

"Ok?"

Huang Chong tilted his head and frowned slightly. He saw the corners of Ye Gucheng's mouth slightly raised, with four parts of joy in his eyes, four parts of relief, one part grateful and the other part self-deprecating.

For a top swordsman to die under the sword of a top swordsman is something to be happy about, and for Ye Gucheng, this is a kind of relief.

In this battle, the outcome has been divided.

Ye Gucheng's sword flashed past Huang Chong's ear, cutting off a strand of black hair, and Huang Chong's sword slashed at Ye Gucheng's chest impartially.

"You won." Ye Gucheng looked at Huang Chong with a smile and said.

He could see that Huang Chong didn't want to kill him, but Huang Chong knew that he would rather die by this sword.

Since he was going to die, why not die by Huang Chong's sword, at least it was much more honorable than other ways of dying.

Therefore, he is grateful to Huang Chong.

As for the self-mockery, he was laughing at himself, because at the last moment, Ye Gucheng chose to keep his hand, he deflected his sword, and did not want to take Huang Chong's life, but later Ye Gucheng discovered that what he did was purely It's self-indulgent, or it's a crooked attack.

If he hadn't deflected the edge of his sword at the last moment, I'm afraid that this sword would not even be able to cut off a strand of Huang Chong's black hair, because Huang Chong's sword is too domineering, with my invincible domineering, the world is invincible! There can be countless kings, but there can only be one king. This is the overbearing swordsmanship that dominates the world.

Perhaps this can be regarded as barely keeping his honor, after all, he still cut off a strand of hair.

However, for a person who has come to an end, is this "glory" still meaningful?

"Thank you!"

Ye Gucheng, the peerless swordsman, finally fell.

Huang Chong sighed for a long time, this was the most thrilling and strenuous battle in his memory, because Ye Gucheng finally broke through, and it was also the easiest decisive battle, because Ye Gucheng never thought of winning.

Although it turned out that he won, for some reason, Huang Chong didn't feel any joy in his heart, but rather depressed.

For a Huang Chong who has gone through several planes, this kind of emotion should not have appeared on him.

Huang Chong put away the knife and picked up Ye Gucheng's still warm body. Huang Chong's domineering knife didn't seem to leave any traces on Ye Gucheng's body, but it shattered Ye Gucheng's internal organs and meridians.

He took the sword from Ye Gucheng's hand and threw it to Lu Xiaofeng casually. This was the agreement Ye Gucheng had made with Lu Xiaofeng before. If he died, he would let Lu Xiaofeng keep the sword for him. So now, this sword belongs to Lu Xiaofeng.

"You can't take people away, whether it's dead or alive, you can't take people away." Yin Xian Hengjian stood in front of Huang Chong and said, his tone was a little stiff.

Huang Chong just glanced at him and ignored him.

"Ye Gucheng is a serious offender of the imperial court, and those who collect his body will be punished for sitting on the ground." Wei Ziyun said.

"I don't want to kill any more." Huang Chong said coldly, Huang Chong is a person who loves life, he has never been so cold as now, his voice is so cold that it makes people tremble, it is clearly August now.

"Do you think we can't keep you?" Yin Xian sneered, "If it were two peerless swordsmen, we might not be able to stop them, but now, one is dead, and we have [-] imperial guards here."

Yin Xian does have this confidence, at least he thinks he has it, now he has [-] imperial guards, and Huang Chong has gone through the battle just now and consumed a lot, so he is naturally confident.

Huang Chong said coldly: "You know, killing people is easier than killing pigs, because people will be afraid."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I don't want to kill any more, get out of the way." Huang Chong said.

"You think you can kill him?" Yin Xian sneered.

"I may not be able to kill it, but I can definitely kill it." Huang Chong said, turning his head to the left.

That is the direction of the south study.

"How dare you!" Everyone was startled by Huang Chong's words, even Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue were the same.

Thousands of years of loyalty education, loyalty, has been deeply buried in their blood, making it difficult for them to have the idea of ​​Huang Chong. They still have a sense of sacredness in their hearts when they come here to watch the battle today, not only because the decisive battle is between two top players. The swordsman here is also because this is the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"You can try it."

"This……"

Yin Xian was terrified, Wei Ziyun was also terrified, and so was Lu Xiaofeng. They thought of one thing at the same time. Although the top swordsman in front of him was a Han Chinese, he grew up in Dongpu, and now Dongpu is in the troubled times of the Warring States Period.

Yin Xian and Wei Ziyun trembled slightly and were sweating profusely, but they could not move away, because Ye Gucheng was a felon of the imperial court, if Ye Gucheng's body was taken away by Huang Chong today, their heads would definitely be lost tomorrow.

Wei Ziyun put his eyes on Lu Xiaofeng, he hoped that Lu Xiaofeng could help, if Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuuxue and others were willing to help, Huang Chong could definitely be kept.

"Although Ye Gucheng is dead, Lu Xiaofeng is still alive." Lu Xiaofeng said at this time.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, I just want to remind you that Liu Sheng is my friend, and Ye Gucheng is also my friend." Lu Xiaofeng laughed.

"You want to shield the court for a repeat offender, do you know that this is a serious crime of beheading?"

"I only know that I will never do what I shouldn't do, and I will do what I should do even if you cut off my head."

When Lu Xiaofeng spoke, Ye Gucheng had already been carried on Huang Chong's back, the black Tang saber was held in Huang Chong's left hand, with his thumb resting on the sword grid.

The guards drew their bows, drew their knives out of their sheaths, and stretched their swords, ready to strike at the touch of a finger.

"Lu Xiaofeng is also my friend." Ximen Chuuxue said beside Lu Xiaofeng.

"Although Pindao is in Fangwai, Fangwai people also have friends with Fangwai." Mu Dao said humanely.

"Taoists can have friends, why can't monks have friends?" The honest monk answered, don't think that this monk is called "the honest monk" and think he is easy to bully. The honest monk is one of the four great Buddhist monks.

Wei Ziyun's face was heavy, and he clasped his fists and said: "You are all famous martial arts experts who have admired me for a long time. I don't dare to be rude, but it's a pity that my responsibility lies."

"We understand your responsibilities, but I also hope you understand our temper." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"I understand, but you should also understand another thing."

"what."

"The result of this battle must be a loss for both sides. It is terrible. Who should bear the responsibility?" Wei Ziyun asked.

"..." Lu Xiaofeng fell silent.

"You don't have to think about who is responsible for this kind of thing." Huang Chong said.

"why?"

"Because the dead don't need to think about these things." Huang Chong's words, Huang Chong's people became colder and colder.

(End of this chapter)