Chapter 119 Finally arrived at Ghost Villa

After this in-depth conversation, Lu Xiaofeng and Dugu Mei can be regarded as friends of life and death.

Dugu Mei waved her hand and told Lu Xiaofeng that he could take Lu Xiaofeng out of the woods, and that the two of them would not die here.

Moreover, he not only could take Lu Xiaofeng out of this forest, but also could not find Zhao Mingyuan for the rest of his life.

Lu Xiaofeng said in confusion: "You know the road? Then why didn't you point out the way before?"

At this moment, someone suddenly walked over to a pale person.

Pale face, pale hands, pale sword, white clothes as snow.

Lu Xiaofeng almost thought she had seen Ximen Chuxue.

I thought Ximen Chuxue was here to save him, but I was so happy that I was in vain.

Dugu Mei said: "Do you think he is Ximen Chuxue? No, his surname is Ye and his name is Ye Guhong. He is obviously a relative of Ye Gucheng, but he looks like Ximen Chuxue's son."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's indeed a bit like it."

Fan Yanzi and Ye Guhong have already discussed the sharing of the accounts, so they are naturally Lu Xiaofeng and Dugu Mei.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "I know you have seen his move, but the person watching next to him will never understand the speed of the sword he took when he took action."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can try it."

Suddenly, Ye Guhong asked, "What about Zhao Mingyuan?

Ye Guhong nodded hard.

You can always believe in Lu Xiaofeng's spiritual finger, just as he himself believes it.

He probably doesn't understand the principle that those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die.

This sword hit Lu Xiaofeng's central palace, as if he was going to nail Lu Xiaofeng to death here.

Ye Guhong said: "This is the detailed picture of going out of the forest and entering the mountains. These beef and wine are enough for you to last until you enter the villa."

Ye Guhong's face was no longer bloody. It turned out that he was really far from it.

After delivering these, he actually stabbed his chest with a backhand sword.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Good swordsmanship."

However, Lu Xiaofeng replied: "I'm sure."

Ye Guhong said: "It's a good swordsman."

You were chased by him all over the world, wasn’t it because you were not sure of clamping his sword?”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I think the whole world knows about this. Ximen Chuxue's sword is the only weapon I am not sure about using these two fingers to clamp it."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "This year's Dragon Boat Festival is noon?"

However, he still replied: "Because Zhao Mingyuan is not a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship like Ximen Chuxue and is focused on it. He is not just a sword."

This was Ximen Chuxue's unique habit, and he learned every move very much.

Ye Guhong seemed very satisfied that Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship was not as good as Ximen Chuxue, but he seemed dissatisfied with his underestimation by Lu Xiaofeng.

But Lu Xiaofeng had already shown pity and said, "You died for this?"

However, Lu Xiaofeng knew that he was not Ximen Chuxue, definitely not.

Ye Guhong thought he had grasped the loophole in Lu Xiaofeng's words.

As he said that, Ye Guhong drew his sword and stabbed Lu Xiaofeng.

If he doesn't go then, of course he will see his friends in the world again. If he goes, he will also be humiliating himself.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't want to kill you, why do you want to do this?"

Ye Guhong asked Lu Xiaofeng, "Look at how I used my sword just now?"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said a few words in his ear.

Ye Guhong is indeed very similar to Ximen Chuxue. Not only does he look like a dress, but he even acts like blowing off the last drop of blood at the tip of the sword after killing people.

You didn't mean that only Ximen Chuxue's sword was not sure to hold it.

In his opinion, this kind of humiliation is far more unacceptable than death.

But unexpectedly, the two were talking, when Ye Guhong suddenly stabbed Fan Yanzi with a sword.

What he blows is not blood, snow, or loneliness.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly. It seemed that not only Zhao Mingyuan had a bad reputation in the world, but he was afraid that his reputation would be worse.

Then he asked, "How is this sword compared to Ximen Chuxue?"

Ye Guhong said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Can you still hold my sword now?"

He could no longer say this, but Lu Xiaofeng already understood.

Not only that, even his eyes looked at Lu Xiaofeng with that pink expression.

Ye Guhong nodded and said, "Although I don't have the confidence to win, I can still fight him. But when I see your skills today, I realized that even if I learn for another twenty years, I'm afraid I will definitely be

Not his opponent..."

Maybe he can't stand this person anymore.

His sword is both light, vicious and spicy. In addition to the direct Wudang Sword Technique, he also combines the specialties of two other sword techniques.

But now Ye Guhong's eyes were filled with indescribable excitement and excitement, just like a conscript who was about to rush into the wind and snow.

Ye Guhong struggled and said, "I have been learning sword for twenty years and I am confident that I am invincible in the world. Only Ximen Chuxue can be his opponent. So I have made an appointment to fight with Ximen Chuxue at the top of Purple Gold at noon on the Noon of Dragon Boat."

Ye Guhong said: "So, are you sure to hold my sword?"

He suddenly asked, "With your skills, you can't even catch Ximen Chuxue's sword?"

This sword is already the essence of his swordsmanship, and he also leaves no way out, and a fatal sword.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to vomit.

What about his?

Ximen Chuxue blew off the last drop of blood on the tip of his sword, just like the night returning man shaking off the last snowflake on his clothes.

The two were talking, and someone flew down like a swallow, but it was still a pink swallow.

Because these two fingers of his fingers are easier to use than all weapons, the sword has stopped between his fingers.

Ye Guhong was furious and said, "You are so weak, and you dare to underestimate me, so that you can see how powerful I am."

Ye Guhong frowned and looked at Lu Xiaofeng's condition. He saw that he seemed extremely embarrassed. It was obviously due to his long-term hunger and fatigue. He also had many wounds on his body, but fortunately none of them fatal.

Ye Guhong's pale face suddenly turned red, not sure whether it was shame or angry.

In fact, no one knows better than Lu Xiaofeng about Zhao Mingyuan's terror.

Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't take Ximen Chuxue's move, but he was even worse than Lu Xiaofeng. The distance between them had already told him how arrogant he was.

What he blew was blood, not snow.

He had a girlish rosy face, wearing a very well-tailored pink dress, and a pink leather sac was hanging diagonally beside his pink belt.

Ye Guhong asked in confusion: "Then why did you escape? He was chased so hard by him? Could it be that he felt guilty? But it seems that you are not that kind of person, otherwise you would not be able to do such disgusting things.

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Now Lu Xiaofeng is already exhausted. Can he still block this sword?

Ye Guhong took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and threw it to Lu Xiaofeng. Then he took out a piece of oil paper bag and a bottle of wine from his arms and placed it carefully on the ground.

Because, he suddenly realized that the gap between his sword technique and Ximen Chuxue was too big.

Ye Guhong's face suddenly twisted, and a relieved expression appeared in his eyes, staring at Lu Xiaofeng.

Then he fell down.

Strangely, when he fell down, a smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Guhong fell down, and Lu Xiaofeng and Dugu Mei came to Netherworld Villa with this map of entering and leaving the forest.
Chapter completed!