Chapter 339

Qin Mengyao, however, was staring intently at the two people on the eaves. Lin Fan's diary wrote that in this battle, Ye Gucheng would hold back and die, but it would also let Ximen Chuixue know that he was not an invincible swordsman in the world, so he would abandon his wife and child, sever his emotions, and re-cultivate his sword Dao.

This was actually the same as the 'sitting in a dead-end' of the *Cihang Sword Manual*, both for the sake of abandoning everything and only cultivating oneself. Ximen Chuixue succeeded. Qin Mengyao didn't know if she could do it in the future, so she hoped to observe this battle to find the answer.

"Lin Fan, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng have both arrived, the duel is about to begin. Stop looking at your woman's hand; can't you look at it slowly when you go back at night? Can't you show some respect to the two supreme swordsmen!"

Feeling the gazes of the people around him, Lu Xiaofeng said to Lin Fan with some helplessness.

"There is only one supreme swordsman above, and another one hasn't come yet. What's the rush!"

Lin Fan continued to lower his head and count the blood vessels on Little Dragon Maiden's jade hand, saying with a lack of interest.

"What? Only one supreme swordsman? Didn't both of them come? Could it be that one is fake?"

Lu Xiaofeng's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were both his friends, and he hadn't discovered that one of them was fake.

"You are not Ye Gucheng. Where is he?"

Ximen Chuixue's expression was cold. He was naturally the real one, so the fake one could be imagined.

The fake Ye Gucheng was speechless. He also didn't understand how his flawless disguise had been seen through.

"Lin Fan, then where is the real Ye Gucheng?"

"He went to kill the Emperor, of course. The duel at the Peak of the Forbidden City is nothing more than a conspiracy. The duel attracted everyone's attention and even the guards in the palace, making it convenient for him to collude with the people from the Prince of Nan's mansion to kill the Emperor!"

Lin Fan said calmly.

He knew that even if he didn't say it, Lu Xiaofeng would see it when the fake Ye Gucheng drew his sword in a moment.

"What?"

Lu Xiaofeng was greatly shocked. He activated his 'Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens' lightness skill and soared into the sky, heading toward the Emperor's imperial study.

Ximen Chuixue's expression changed, and he also flew toward the imperial study.

Ye Gucheng had ostensibly arranged a duel with him, but in reality, he was using it to usurp the throne. This was not only an insult to him but also an insult to the sword Dao, which he absolutely would not allow.

"Clang!"

The fake Ye Gucheng drew his sword and stabbed at Ximen Chuixue. He couldn't let Ximen Chuixue go and cause trouble.

"Clang!"

A cold light flashed, and another life was added to Ximen Chuixue's sword, yet not a single drop of blood was left behind.

"Drawing a sword from behind, you are not worthy of using a sword!"

Ximen Chuixue said coldly to the corpse, then leaped up and drifted away.

Many martial arts practitioners also rushed toward the imperial study.

"Husband, aren't we going to take a look?"

Qin Mengyao looked at the imperial study thoughtfully, then turned her head and asked.

"No need, they will come back. Ximen Chuixue will not give up this duel."

Lin Fan smiled and kissed Little Dragon Maiden's hand, causing her earlobes to blush. Shyly, she hurriedly pulled her hand back and took out her golden silken gloves to wear, preventing Lin Fan from harassing her.

Who knew that Lin Fan would become even more excited when he saw this and grabbed her hand again. Helpless, Little Dragon Maiden, unable to resist Lin Fan, had to let him do as he pleased.

At the same time, Lu Xiaofeng had already arrived at the imperial study with Hua Manlou and saved the Emperor who was being hunted by Ye Gucheng.

"Lu Xiaofeng, it's you. How did you come?"

"Ye Gucheng, your conspiracy has been exposed. Master Tianji has already made your and the Prince of Nan's mansion's plot public!"

"Achoo!"

At this time, Lin Fan sneezed.

"Husband, with your body, you can still catch a cold?"

Qin Mengyao had personally experienced Lin Fan's might and strength and knew that it was almost impossible for him to get sick.

"It must be that guy Lu Xiaofeng badmouthing me behind my back again!"

"Why would he badmouth you? I'm going to kill him!"

Little Dragon Maiden, who was looking at Lin Fan with concern, became murderous instantly upon hearing this and prepared to go and chop Lu Xiaofeng.

"There's no need for that. I mean he's just boasting about my reputation; he won't badmouth me!"

Lin Fan held Little Dragon Maiden back. If Lu Xiaofeng were chopped because of this, he would be too wronged!

After another while, Ximen Chuixue and a swordsman in white flew onto the eaves. Who else could it be but Ye Gucheng?

"Master Tianji, was it you who exposed my and the Prince of Nan's mansion's plot?"

Ye Gucheng looked down at Lin Fan below and asked.

"Your plan was simply too crude. Look at what the Prince of Nan's son looks like—slouching and unlearned. For such a person to be Emperor, any official who isn't blind can see that something is wrong with him."

Lin Fan shook his head helplessly.

"Why did Ye Gucheng want to rebel? He is a lonely and noble swordsman. I really don't understand even now."

Lu Xiaofeng also returned. He stood by Lin Fan and asked, puzzled.

"Because Ye Gucheng's surname is not Ye. He is a remnant of the previous dynasty. If it weren't for the protection of the Prince of Nan's mansion, humph..."

The guard commander Wei Ziyun looked at Ye Gucheng with hatred.

"Ye Gucheng, I don't care about your background, nor do I care about your conspiracy. I only care about our duel. Can we start now?"

Ximen Chuixue said coldly.

"Of course!"

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly. He needed a supreme swordsman to send him on his way, and Ximen Chuixue could not be better.

"This sword is a sharp weapon of the world, three feet seven inches long, with a net weight of seven catties thirteen taels."

Ximen Chuixue raised his precious sword.

"Good sword!"

"Indeed a good sword!"

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said: "This sword is the elite of overseas cold swords, cutting hair as it blows, three feet three inches long, with a net weight of six catties four taels."

"Good sword!"

"It is indeed a good sword!"

Lin Fan below frowned upon hearing this. These two 'pretentious kings,' Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, are really good at putting on airs. Should he also improve his own 'pretentious' level?

"If I am defeated, please accept my sword. My sword will be your sword!"

Ye Gucheng slowly drew his sword and pointed it at Ximen Chuixue from afar.

"If I am defeated, please also accept my sword. My sword will be your sword!"

Ximen Chuixue also drew the precious sword at his waist and pointed it at Ye Gucheng.

"From now on, the sword never leaves the body!"

"The sword never leaves the body!"

After the words fell, both of them said no more, held their breath, and stood opposite each other with swords raised.

At this moment, in their eyes, only the other existed between heaven and earth. ===== CHAPTER 341 =====