Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

This man has a robe as pale as snow.A blade as pale as snow.The profile as pale as snow and the loneliness as pale as snow.

He has become famous all over the world because he killed the sword saint Ye Gucheng, because his name is Ximen Chuixue.

He has fasted for half a month. Even in the duel with Ye Gucheng, he only fasted for ten days. At this time, he fasted for half a month.

Because his next opponent is stronger than Ye Gucheng in his heart, so powerful that even he is now, after he has been fully sublimated, he still does not have the confidence to retreat.

"Are you really going?" Behind him was a woman holding a child.

Her name is Sun Xiuqing. She is one of the Three Heroes and Four Shows of the Emei School, one of the former Four Shows, and now Madam Ximen.

Ximen Chuixue was born for the sword.even.Ximen Chuixue itself is a sword.

Being a woman beside the Sword God is not a good taste.But Sun Xiuqing endured silently and silently loved.

That's why.She became Mrs. Simon.

After the two got married, Ximen Chuixue's love for his wife even surpassed his love for the sword for a time.

Even in the battle at the top of the Forbidden City, Ximen Chuixue even lost to Ye Gucheng because of his worries.

That's right, in Ximen Chuixue's heart, he lost the battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

He doesn't care what the world thinks, but he knows.That battle.He was an inch slower, he was slower.

Because he couldn't put his heart and soul into the sword.So he lost.

Ximen Chuixue did not regret accepting Sun Xiuqing's love, but he absolutely could not give up the sword because of love.

If there is no sword, there will be no Ximen Chuixue.

For Ximen Chuixue, sword is an art that cannot be given up.

Ximen Chuixue nodded: "I have to go."

Sun Xiuqing said, "In order to challenge the strong? Is defeating the strong really that important to you?"

Ximen Chuixue nodded again: "Yes."

Sun Xiuqing took a deep breath: "Will the existence of my child and me become your concern when you compare swords?"

Ximen Chuixue remained silent.

Sun Xiuqing turned around decisively: "Well, I'll go back to Emei to find a master. If you win, remember to come back to pick me up, if..."

"If you die, I will stay in Emei, and the master will take care of me, so you don't have to worry."

Ximen Chuixue was silent for a long time, then he nodded: "Okay."

Sun Xiuqing left and took Ximen Chuixue's child. Ximen Chuixue did not get up to see him off, but closed his eyes again and continued his fast.

Ximen Chuixue never said much, but Sun Xiuqing knew very well that for Ximen Chuixue, a false name was not that important at all. What was important was being a friend.

Ximen Chuixue is going to save his friend, and his opponent is the strongest existence on the bright side of the Ming Dynasty...

Even he, the Sword God Ximen Chuixue, has no certainty of victory in the face of that one, and it is very likely that this will be the eternal secret between the two.

But Sun Xiuqing didn't stop her, because what she loved was Ximen Chuixue, and she knew that no one could change Ximen Chuixue's decision.

In this battle, if Ximen Chuixue wins, Sun Xiuqing will return to Ximen Chuixue's side. If Ximen Chuixue dies, Sun Xiuqing will definitely not be able to live alone.

Rather than saying that Sun Xiuqing left Wanmei Villa in order not to distract Ximen Chuixue, it would be better to say that she was returning to Emei to support her.

The door of Wanmei Villa was closed again.

Feixue, still falling, cigarettes curling, Ximen Chuixue kneeling and sitting silently, as calm as an eternal rock.

Wudang Mountain.

The three golden lion visions finally collided with the Tianlei halberd pierced by the Xuanwu real body in the Zhenwu seven-section formation.

Roar!

The golden lion roared wildly in the sky, deafening and screaming, and the sky was filled with Buddha's light for a while, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.

"Failed." Zhu Houzhao looked at the golden cloud in the sky, his eyes burning, as if he could understand the cloud. After seeing the cloud, the golden lion and the thunder halberd clashed.

As if to verify the authenticity of Zhu Houzhao's words, the roar of the lion quickly turned from strong to weak, and the golden cloud was like a piece of porcelain, which quickly shattered.

The Tianlei Ji carried endless heavenly power and shot towards Sandu!

"Seven heroes show mercy, this game, Shaolin I admit defeat." Fang Zheng said quickly.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang all smiled coldly, what kind of room is there for mercy after the trouble has reached this level?If Sandu wins, Sandu will never show mercy.

Wudang is not a bad guy. You have hit my door, but you can't beat me. Do you want to beg for mercy?How can there be such a good thing?

The seven warriors of Wudang looked at each other with one heart, and they all understood each other's thoughts. Their skills were brought to the extreme. Not only did they show no mercy, but instead, they exerted all their strength.

Chapter 0279 Embrace the Five Elders, the Wood Daoist

At this moment, King Ming sat down and the lion was broken.Even Sandu suffered a great backlash, and completely lost the power to dodge for a while.

Seeing that Sandu was about to die under the Thunder God's Halberd, Zhu Houzhao's eyes narrowed slightly, because he saw five old monks walking out of the Shaolin camp.

They bowed their bodies like old pines and willows, but no one dared to underestimate them at all, because someone present had already recognized their identities.

"It's them, the five monks from that year!"