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Nangong Pushe didn't say anything either.

Although she had never met Ye Gucheng, she knew nothing about the affairs of the Great Zhou martial arts world.

But I instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Sikong Zhaixing, who was standing aside, suddenly sighed for some reason.

"I thought my Qinggong was unrivaled in the world, but I never thought the Lord of Baiyun City would be even better than me!"

Lin Fan glanced at him and said nothing.

At this time, on the roof.

Both are already in place.

The Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng.

The God of Sword, Ximen Chuxue.

Both of them were dressed in white and had expressionless faces.

It looks particularly bright under the moonlight.

The difference is that Ye Gucheng has an ethereal and transcendent temperament, and has the demeanor of an immortal.

Ximen Chuxue, however, is cold, silent, and extremely arrogant, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

The two of them exchanged a few pleasantries.

After Ye Gucheng said a few words, he seemed to be short of energy, as if he was sick.

He opened his mouth to say something when suddenly there was a cry of surprise from the people around him.

Ye Gucheng looked down and saw a bright red bloodstain on his clothes.

On the white clothes, they look like plum blossoms and are particularly eye-catching.

The world-famous Lord of Baiyun City was actually seriously injured.

Before the duel even started, he almost lost half his life!

No one expected this to happen, and most people were stunned.

Ximen Chuxue was also stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "Forget it!"

"Go and recover from your injuries. Come back for the duel in a month!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation, disappearing in an instant.

Everyone present looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

Is the duel that I've been looking forward to all the way going to end halfway?

Ye Gucheng wanted to keep him, but suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He fell to the ground, completely exhausted.

In this famous duel, one protagonist escaped and the other fell seriously injured.

Everyone present looked at each other, and no one knew what to say.

Especially those who spent tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy a ribbon.

His face was full of regret.

Lin Fan looked indifferent, even a little disappointed.

When something like this happens, there is no need for him to take action.

Nangong Pushe looked at everything in front of him in confusion.

"This is truly a matchup I never imagined."

She said speechlessly.

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly leaped out.

"stop!"

With a loud shout, he pounced forward!

But Tang Tianzong had secretly come behind Ye Gucheng at some point, raised his hands, and shot out a poisonous cloud!

He actually wants Ye Gucheng to die!

Although Lu Xiaofeng moved quickly, he was still a step too late.

The Tang Clan's hidden weapons are indeed unique in the world.

In just a moment, Ye Gucheng could no longer stand up and rolled on the ground in pain!

Nangong Pushe looked at Lin Fan beside him and said, "You could have done something, why didn't you save him?"

She knew that in the situation just now, there was probably only one person in the world who could save Ye Gucheng.

That’s Lin Fan!

Only Lin Fan is fast and strong enough.

Lin Fan said calmly, "I want to see who this person is!"

"What do you mean?" Nangong Pushe was shocked!

Before he finished speaking, Ye Gucheng had already disregarded his image, rolled to Tang Tianzong's side, and grabbed his trouser legs.

"Give me the antidote! Save me!"

Tang Tianzong's face was full of resentment.

"Many disciples of the younger generation of my Tang family were injured by your sword."

"My eldest brother is even crippled and will never be able to use hidden weapons again in his lifetime. I'm here today to take your life!"

"Give you the antidote? I wish I could watch you die before my eyes!"

As he spoke, Ye Gucheng struggled even more painfully.

"No... it's none of my business! That was done by Ye Gucheng, it has nothing to do with me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled hard on his face.

He actually tore off a piece of his face!

It was a very ingeniously crafted human skin mask.

Beneath the mask was a skinny face.

It’s not Ye Gucheng at all!

Everyone present was shocked.

No one would have thought that Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, was actually an imposter?

Tang Tianzong was even more shocked: "Who are you? Where is Ye Gucheng?"

The man struggled in pain and opened his mouth but could not speak.

The Tang Clan's hidden weapon was too poisonous and he was on the verge of death.

Tang Tianzong quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured all the antidote in it into the man's mouth.

He wanted to know Ye Gucheng's whereabouts.

This person is the only clue.

Just when everyone's attention was drawn to them.

Suddenly, I heard a few crackling sounds.

On the eaves, a body dressed in the clothes of a palace guard suddenly fell down.

A sword tip emerged from his chest.

He was actually killed!

Everyone turned around suddenly, only to see that several palace masters standing on the roof had been taken hostage!

Those who held them hostage were all gangsters of unknown origin, with ribbons on their shoulders.

These people were previously scattered around, acting as if they didn't know each other at all.

Now they act together with great tacit understanding!

Lin Fan sneered.

"No wonder there are so many people here today, so they have such a plan!"

The leader was wearing a purple robe and holding a long knife in his hand, with blood still dripping from the tip of the knife.

The purple-robed man said coldly, "I'm sorry, everyone. You will all die here today!"

The dozen or so people behind him had murderous intent in their eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng laughed out loud instead.

Not only did he laugh, Sikong Zhaixing also laughed, and laughed very happily.

"What are you laughing at?"

The purple-robed man was confused and asked coldly, "You know you're going to die, so you're losing your mind?"

Sikong Zhaixing almost bent over with laughter.

"So interesting!"

He looked at the purple-robed man and asked, "Did you seriously consider your actions before taking them?"

"I've never seen such a stupid plan!"

Taoist Mu also spoke: "Everyone present here is a martial arts master, how can you be so confident?"

The purple-robed man said in a cold tone, "You guys are nothing but chickens and dogs! You deserve to die!"

"What about him?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly stopped smiling and pointed at Lin Fan who was watching the show.

"Even if you look down on us, you should know the name of Master Lin Fanlin, right?"

"Master Lin is here, and you dare to take action?"

Lu Xiaofeng simply sat down.

He extended his hand to the purple-robed man: "Please come in!"

"I want to see how you can kill us in front of Lord Lin."

The purple-robed man hesitated for a moment, a rare moment.

He looked at everyone, then at Lin Fan, and murderous intent appeared on his face again!

"Even he wouldn't dare to make a move. If anyone of you dares to move, these people will be dead!"

He slashed the palace guard's neck with his blade, leaving a bloody mark.

Nangong Pushe said to Lin Fan, "You've been underestimated."

Lin Fan shrugged and said with a smile, "I know."

"No matter where you go, there are always stupid people, and this place is no exception."

The purple-robed man glared at him: "What did you say..."

He couldn't finish the second half of his words.

Because Lin Fan has already taken action!