Seven Shows Chapter 22: Thrilling

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The stars and moon hang high, and the night is as cool as water.

The voice of Ximen Bixue was cold and solemn, even with a rare sense of anger. It is the first time that he and Ye Gucheng have met, but they are not only rivals but also friends. Ximen Chuuxue doesn't have many friends, but he cherishes every one of them. How can such a beautiful swordsmanship, such a peerless swordsman, be constrained by the world?

This is a blasphemy against Kendo.

What Ye Gucheng wanted to do but couldn't do because of scruples, he did it for him! This is a kind of "gentleness" unique to Ximen Chuuxue. There is no need to say it, those who can understand will naturally understand, and the others, Ximen Chuuxue, do not need them to understand. And Ye Gucheng was obviously the first person to understand.

He said, "Thank you!" No need.

Before he could say these three words, the boat that was originally parallel to the bow of Ye Gucheng's awning moved, Ximen Chuuxue was still standing on the bow, but the whole ship suddenly reversed rapidly. At this speed, in less than fifteen seconds, he could reach the front of the Southern Prince. The Southern Prince was not Lu Xiaofeng. With his skill, he obviously couldn't escape or hold the sword of Ximen Chuuxue.

If it were on land, when Ximen Chuuxue uttered those words, the first son of Nan Wang was already dead. But this is on the sea, Jiang Li can walk on the waves, relying on Qixiu's martial art, water pavilion jacaranda, but obviously not everyone is Jiang Li, can do this.

If Jiang Li doesn't use skills, her Kung Fu is almost a top-notch master. In terms of her age, it is indeed very extraordinary. However, compared with the whole arena Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, many real old monsters that have lived for decades are not easy to deal with. But once the skills are used, there is no need to make sense. After all, Jiansan's skills were unreasonable.

Lu Xiaofeng can feel this deep and introverted emotion, Jiang Li can feel it, and Ye Gucheng can also feel it.

But at this moment, the son of the South Prince, obviously can't feel it.

Nan Wang Shizi was locked in by a strong killing intent, he wanted to move and asked Ye Gucheng for help.

He wanted to say that his father is the Southern King, and he is the future ninth-five lord, a mere Wanmei Villa, and he will surely level it when he reaches the throne. He wanted to say that Ye Gucheng was a top swordsman, a top light gong master, as long as Ye Gucheng wanted to leave, the Southern Palace could not help him, but Baiyun City could not escape. If you don't want Baiyun City to be ruined, then quickly shoot and kill Ximen Chuuxue!

Nan Wang only has such an only son. If something happens to him, he wants Wanmei Villa to bury him and Baiyun City to bury him. How dare he want to say? But under such a strong killing intent, he couldn't even open his mouth, let alone ask for help. He could only look at Ye Gucheng with a hint of threat and plea in his eyes.

Actually, he still wants to see Jiang Li. Jiang Li's martial arts is undoubtedly very high, but turning his head is too difficult for him at this time. And if it is said that this place can save him and is willing to save him, the Nan Wang Shizi knows intellectually, it may only be Ye Gucheng, and Jiang Li is already very lucky that he can't fall into trouble.

Ye Gucheng is an extremely proud person, so proud that he would rather die at the hands of Ximen Chuuxue during the decisive battle of the Forbidden City than accept the shame after defeat. He didn't need and could not accept anyone's kindness, but when this person was Simon Chuuxue, he hesitated.

Although he is known as the immortal outside the sky, Ye Gucheng is still in the dust, he is still a person, not an immortal. He doesn't have the slightest affection for the Southern Prince, and accepting him as a disciple is completely a bargain. It's just that Ye Gucheng's temperament can't do perfunctory things. Since he has accepted an apprentice, no matter what the reason is, he will teach it with all his heart.

And Ximen Chuuxue's short time from speaking to drawing his sword is just enough to conjure up a few thoughts in his mind.

Because of this, Ye Gucheng didn't stop him immediately. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to stop it. That's right, the next plan still needs the Southern Prince, but what about it? Ximen Chuuxue hopes that the Southern Prince will die, but he sees the Southern Prince, how can he be better?

The boat retreated quickly, and the door of Ximen Chuuxuekong opened wide. At this time, it was a good opportunity for Ye Gucheng to take a shot.

Ye Gucheng has already held his hand on the hilt, and his move must be shocking.

The bright moon reflected in the sea, it seemed that the day was brighter, and it was just right for the people present to see the flying fairy from the sky.

Jiang Li stood up, at this time she could no longer sit. Lu Xiaofeng was circling around the beach excitedly, wanting to plunge into the sea at once. Both of them could see that this was Ye Gucheng's decision, whether he should be a swordsman or a hero. But none of them spoke. Words can't affect Ye Gucheng, only his own heart can do it.

Ximen Chuuxue can also see it, but he is still defenseless, and his murderous intentions are firmly locked on the Nan Wang Shizi. This trust is really very heavy. Ye Gucheng's hand was so heavy that it trembled slightly. He has been practicing swords as a young man for twenty or thirty years. Today is the first time he holds an unstable sword. Even when his father died, there was chaos, and he never took over Baiyun City as a young man.

Ye Gucheng sighed and stroked lightly at the sea. I saw a sea wave rushing towards the awning boat where Ximen Chuuxue was located, causing it to deflect. Although he chose to shoot, he did not attack Ximen Fuxue. Ye Gucheng would not attack, and of course he did not bother to attack. When the opponent is Ximen Chuuxue, naturally this is even more so.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Ye Gucheng.

"He can't die." Ye Gucheng said. "At least not now."

Nan Wang Shizi's legs trembled, and it was a blessing to be able to stand on the bow without falling into the sea.

Compared with awning boats, cruise ships are obviously much more stable, at least there won’t be any problems in offshore areas where the wind and waves are not strong. The first son of the Southern Prince has not been apprentice to Ye Gucheng for a long time. Most of them have been given instructions on swordsmanship, but in fact they have not been passed on. The light skill is not high or low, but it is not likely to fall. But at this moment, seeing that Ye Gucheng finally made a move, he was relieved that somehow he fell into the sea like this.

Ximen Chuuxue still looked at Ye Gucheng without speaking. He was still waiting for Ye Gucheng's explanation.

But Ye Gucheng did not explain. He couldn't tell the truth to Ximen Chuuxue, but he would never lie, so the only choice was silence. Silence already represents his attitude.

The King of the South thumped in the water. He could have water, although the water is not very good, but the near sea is not deep enough to drown him. But Ximen Chuuxue was frightened and slumped. After he got out of the crisis, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and when he fell into the cold water at night, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Hurry up and save me!" Nan Wang Shizi shouted hoarsely.

But there is no one else who can listen to him here, except for the two men who were left behind on the bank. The two of them were there for a while, hearing their son's instructions, they recovered, gritted their teeth, rushed into the water, and swam in the direction of the Southern Prince. But at that speed, when they arrived, the day lily would be cold, and Nan Wang Shizi had no choice but to struggle to climb on top of the cruise ship by himself.

He knew that Jiang Li would not save him, so he didn't speak at all. It seemed that every time he met Jiang Li, although he wanted to show his power and prestige in front of her, he never succeeded. Now that he did not speak, he had retained his last poor face. If he has a face.

The whole body was soaked and there was nowhere to take advantage of it, so he finally climbed halfway, and Nan Wang Shizi fell back into the water accidentally, which looked very funny. While struggling with the cruise ship, he did not notice that the direction of the ocean current had changed. The ship was moving slowly but firmly with the current. The direction of movement also happened to be the direction of Ximen Chuuxue and his boat that was missed by Ye Gucheng.

Jiang Li is on the boat, so I can feel it naturally. She was also the only one who noticed that the cruise ship was drifting.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng, one is too far away, the other is a little confused, so I don't mean it.

So, at this moment, Jiang Li met Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

In the night, Jiang Li couldn't see the expression of Ximen Chuuxue. The two of them have met and said a few words, but if they talk about friendship, there is really nothing. But at this moment, she could understand Ximen Chuuxue's thoughts. Jiang Li spread his hands, indicating that he would not interfere.

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slightly.

Nan Wang Shizi finally climbed up, collapsed on the chair and gasped, looking like a salted fish out of the water.

Suddenly, he froze. He felt a sharp sword intent that seemed to tear the air, and even the sea water waved because of it.

The sword of Ximen Chuuxue just stabbed over. At this distance, Ye Gucheng had no time to save him.

Jiang Li's eyes lit up. She had seen Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship before, and now she is about to see the swordsmanship of Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship is extremely beautiful, even a layman, will be amazed by the thrilling arc. This is the changing path of the sea of ​​clouds taken from nature. But Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is different. His sword is fast, swift, and fierce, if it seems to outsiders, strong is strong, and in any case it should not be a good word.

Only by being a swordsman, can we know what a wonderful sword technique this is.

Jiang Li couldn't describe the brilliance of this sword technique when it splashed in the hands of Ximen Chuuxue, because it didn't need any language to add to it. At first glance, it seems that it is just an ordinary straight thorn, but it has an indescribable charm. As long as you see it, you won't be willing to look away.

If Jiang Li's swordsmanship is the pinnacle of skill, then Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is the pinnacle of mind. Jiang Li is not a swordsman, at least there is a lack of charm in her swordsmanship now. After hearing the Tao, Xi Ke died with firmness and desire for Taoism. Jiang Li used a man's imperial sword, and Ximen Chuuxue himself was an unparalleled divine sword.

This sword is like the surging waves of fury on the sea, and like a raging storm. It can also be said to be thunder, a thunderbolt, and a morning light that cuts the yin and sun. The distance of a few feet is instant, and the sword is to receive it. Ximen Chuuxue has already begun to blow away the blood on the sword.

The expression on Nan Wang Shizi's face completely froze for an instant.

"You..." Because the sword was too fast, his voice came out after Ximen blew the snow and drew the sword.

It wasn't until Simon Chuuxue blew away the blood that the corpse slammed onto the bow of the ship.

It seems that I can't believe that Ximen Chuuxue really dared to do it, and Ye Gucheng really didn't save him.

Ye Gucheng sighed and said: "You shouldn't have killed him."