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Chapter 379: A Sword Appears from the West, an Immortal Descends from the Heavens
Chapter 379: A Sword Appears from the West, an Immortal Descends from the Heavens
Ye Gucheng felt no regret for the disappointing coincidences or for not killing Su Shaoying and Gongsun Daniang sooner. He accepted the outcome with equanimity. From start to finish, he remained calm and collected, his expression and gaze unwavering, and he even smiled at the end.
"I'm off," Ye Gucheng said with a laugh, patting Lu Xiaofeng on the shoulder before turning to leave. "Regardless, you will always be my friend."
The onlookers watched as Ye Gucheng walked away. Though no one felt he should be smiling, seeing him depart with such ease, they couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.
"What a pity," Gongsun Daniang sighed. Despite Ye Gucheng nearly taking her life, she couldn't help but admire him, as it was something she knew she couldn't do.
"There's no need for regret. This was his choice, and he won't regret it," Su Shaoying said.
Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "Such a person never regrets their actions."
Mu Daoren's eyes flickered, and Sima Ziyi shook her head, confused. "Why did he get involved in this matter?"
Sikong Zhaixing explained, "Not only was he involved, but the Daxueshan Temple and the Hainan Sword Sect were also participants. Among the thirteen people just now, there were lamas from Daxueshan and swordsmen from Hainan."
Mu Daoren shook his head and sighed, "The Hainan Sect is already in decline, and this time, they've suffered an even heavier blow."
Gongsun Daniang coldly replied, "Serves them right! Who do they think they are, plotting rebellion? This isn't something we martial artists can casually involve ourselves in."
Tang Tianzong glared at the departing Ye Gucheng, furious that his two brothers had been used as mere tools to divert attention from their plot.
"After this battle, the Tang Clan will raze Baiyun City to the ground!" Tang Tianzong vowed.
Bu Ju shook his head. "It's too late. After this battle, the Pingnan Kingdom will surely be destroyed, and Baiyun City will cease to exist."
Even the venerable Hainan Sword Sect would struggle to preserve its legacy, and its vitality would undoubtedly be severely damaged. As for Baiyun City...
Ye Gucheng was the lord of Baiyun City! It was feared that once news of today's events spread, the people of Baiyun City would flee within three days.
Thus, Ye Gucheng had only one thing left to do—duel with Ximen Chuixue.
"This battle is finally about to begin," Lu Xiaofeng said, looking at Ximen Chuixue and then at Ye Gucheng, his heart suddenly filled with unease.
Despite the many twists and turns, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue stood atop the ridges of the Hall of Supreme Harmony roof, facing each other. Neither spoke a word.
Lu Xiaofeng's gaze burned with intensity as he looked at the two of them, his worry evident.
Mu Daoren stared intently, and no one noticed that his carefree and indifferent expression had transformed into one of sharp focus, like that of a hawk.
Ouyang Qing leaned against Su Shaoying's arm, her anxiety causing her to break out in a sweat.
Even Su Shaoying, usually nonchalant, held a handful of sunflower seeds but didn't eat any.
As a swordsman himself, he understood that compared to Guo Songyang and Yan Nantian's swords, the swords of Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were purer, and their sword techniques and understanding surpassed A Fei and Jing Wuming. They were undoubtedly masters at the pinnacle of sword technique and sword intent.
Such a duel between two experts held everyone's attention, and even Su Shaoying couldn't bring himself to eat his sunflower seeds.
"Ching!"
Though two swords had been drawn, everyone heard only one clear, resonant sword cry.
The long swords were unsheathed!
Ye Gucheng did not leap into the air. His feet remained firmly on the ground, but the transformations of his sword and the sword intent it exuded were truly otherworldly.
However, the swords they pointed at each other were the pinnacle of their respective arts.
Their long swords drawn, the two men slowly advanced towards each other. Even though their blades were still a distance apart, they began to weave intricate patterns, some with large flourishes and others with subtle movements, so subtle that most onlookers couldn't even discern their purpose.
But the true masters among the spectators paled.
The four guard captains, Wei Ziyun, and the others, possessed exceptional martial arts skills, keen eyesight, and held influential positions, so their faces were the palest.
They suddenly realized that if Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue's swords were directed at them, they would have no way to block those blades. Within ten moves, they would undoubtedly perish.
And ten moves could happen in the blink of an eye.
Gongsun Daniang, too, broke out in a cold sweat. She had also realized that if Lu Xiaofeng hadn't arrived in time, she would have shared the same fate as the Yumen Mountain's Yu family brothers.
Tang Tianzong's face was ashen, and Bu Ju's heart pounded wildly.
They were fortunate not to have found Ye Gucheng earlier for their revenge. They were lucky that the Ye Gucheng they had just encountered was an imposter. Otherwise, beneath this unparalleled sword, the so-called 'one of the four great masters of the Tang Clan' and the 'Open Heaven Palm of the Dragon Head of Chuanxiang' would be nothing more than fleeting souls slain by a heavenly sword.
Simultaneously shocked and awestruck, Sima Ziyi's eyes also reflected a hint of despair and dejection.
To be honest, before this battle, he still had some arrogance in his heart because he had never crossed swords with Lu Xiaofeng. While he was self-aware enough to know that he might not be a match for Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuixue, he didn't think the gap would be so vast.
But when he witnessed these two unparalleled swords, shimmering with indeterminate flashes and endless sharpness in the moonlight, he realized his grave mistake. Even if he trained for another hundred years, he feared he still wouldn't be their match.
His reputation as the "Peaceful Swordmaster," his unhindered journey through Jiangnan, and his undefeated record were not because of his prowess but because the others he had faced were weaker. He had simply never encountered true peerless masters.
Mu Daoren's eyes, however, were bright and sharp as a hawk's, capturing almost every subtle shift in the swords of the two combatants. His breath was steady, and his right hand seemed to be holding something, as if he were gripping a longsword and dueling with an opponent.
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were equally sharp, and no one could question the eyesight and acumen of a man who could hold the world's blades between two fingers. But at this moment, he wasn't thinking of himself. He was anxiously watching the sword tips, judging the outcome of the duel.
Though Sikong Zhaixing and the Honest Monk each had their secrets, they were here purely as spectators, and even they were tense with anticipation. To witness a duel that might not be surpassed for three hundred years was an honor for any observer.
As for Su Shaoying...
When he saw the variations in Ximen Chuixue's swordplay, he finally nodded in acknowledgment.
Then, just as Ximen Chuixue's sword pierced Ye Gucheng's throat, Su Shaoying put the sunflower seeds in his hand into his mouth.
"Crunch!"
(End of Chapter)
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