Xin Han woke up in the morning and rode his horse into the palace. He wanted to inject Ye Gucheng with a T virus.

As for the reason... Ximen Chuxue's strength was so perverted after being strengthened by the Perfect T virus. Originally, Xin Han could withstand two thousand moves, but after this guy strengthened his body, Xin Han was hit by the Yi sword without taking a hundred moves, and within a thousand moves, he was hit by fifteen swords in a row.

If this were the case, Xin Han would suspect that Ye Gucheng would die under Ximen Chuxue's sword at the top of the Forbidden City.

When he saw Ye Gucheng, Xin Han told him everything and gave him a knife in front of him.

Ye Gucheng couldn't help but feel moved when he saw his rapidly healing wound. In addition, he had an inexplicable trust in Xin Han, so he immediately believed Xin Han's words and happily accepted the injection of the Perfect T virus.

Feeling the gradually increasing strength, Ye Gucheng nodded: "I feel that my strength has improved a lot. If I don't have this medicine, I am afraid I will be defeated by Ximen Chuxue. Only then can I fight fairly now!"

Xin Han smiled and said, "It's not bad. As long as you don't attack the brain and heart, you won't be afraid of someone falling."

Ye Gucheng refused to comment, but instead said to Xin Han: "Ximen Chuxue's method is good. In the fight of life and death, it can really make people quickly understand their own martial arts. Come on! I will accompany you a few moves, and it will be a good idea to see how much my strength has improved!"

Ye Gucheng and Xin Han stood opposite each other. This was the second time the two fought. The difference was that Ye Gucheng had a sincere smile on his face.

"How many swords did you hit Ximen Chuxue within a thousand moves?" Ye Gucheng showed a strange smile.

"Fifteen Swords, what's wrong?" Xin Han suddenly had a bad premonition.

After an hour, Xin Han left the Palace of Supreme Harmony in a new dress with a angrily laughter in the laughter of the Red Queen. He finally understood what the meaning of Ye Gucheng's question was.

Because within the next thousand moves, Xin Han was hit by thirty swords! He wanted to curse himself. This was Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue competing.

Xin Han was depressed, if he used other means to torture Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue in minutes, he had no choice but to make further progress in the swordsmanship, so he could not always rely on other means, otherwise he would have accomplished nothing on the road to the swordsmanship.

However, such a strong battle will be of great benefit to him.

There is great horror between life and death, and great understanding. Xin Han at least knows what his shortcomings are and is working hard to improve.

Moreover, Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng were so devastated. Every battle forced Xin Han to constantly explode his potential.

As the emperor, Empress Hong rewarded him with new clothes. After changing it, she came out of the palace and headed straight to Ximen Chuxue's house.

He had already thought about it and fought with Ximen Chuxue today. He could not tell him that he had been hit by Ye Gucheng's thirty swords within a thousand moves, otherwise he might have suffered a lot.

When he arrived at the place, Ximen Chuxue stood in the yard with a sword in his arms, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Xin Han walked over and smiled, "You are so cool at home?"

When Ximen Chuxue saw him, she smiled a little more than usual: "I came just right, I had some understanding and breakthrough yesterday, and we just happened to have a fight!"

Xin Han complained secretly, but he also knew the principle that only by enduring hardships can one become the best. Grip your teeth and fight!

At this moment, Longlong Jiufeng Fenghuohuo ran in from outside and said to Xin Han: "I heard that you and Ye Gucheng competed with swords in front of the emperor, and they were hit by thirty swords within a thousand moves?"

Xin Han really wanted to remove this guy from a big deal. He looked at the opposite side with concern. Sure enough, he saw a solemn flashing across Ximen Chuxue's face and said to Xin Han: "Let's take action!"

After a thousand moves, there were no more or less on Xin Han's clothes, and there were exactly thirty sword marks. Although the wounds on his skin had already healed, the blood on his clothes showed how tragic the battle was before.

Looking at Xin Han's gaze as if he was eating people, Long Longjiu quickly threw down the secret book of Lingxi's finger and shouted at Ximen Chuxue: "I have something urgent to do, so I won't leave for dinner today."

During the day, he fought a life-and-death battle at Ximen Chuxue's house. At night, Xin Han practiced what he had gained during the day in his room, but he still did not find his sword.

In the following days, Xin Han was like a possessive demon. Even when he was walking on the road, he would suddenly take out his sword and gesture the formation. He didn't care about other people's gaze at all, or he was simply immersed in the world of swords and could not pay attention to other things.

Shuang'er looked a little worried, but Su Quan advised: "We'd better not disturb our husband. It seems that we are comprehensive about something. All we have to do is wait for him quietly!"

Xin Han walked to Ximen Chuxue's house every day, holding a long sword in his hand, and his head was full of how to make moves today. He could last longer and keep gestures in his hands.

Although he has not yet realized his own way, his swordsmanship has been improving rapidly and is improving every day. Now even if Ximen Chuxue attacks with all his strength, he can only stab him in three swords within a thousand moves.

Even so, Xin Han is still not satisfied. Not to mention being stabbed in three swords with a thousand moves, even if he gets the yi sword in five thousand moves, he will lose.

"Sword, what is your own sword? "Xin Han knew that his sword had no roots. Only by truly finding his own sword can he be compared with the most outstanding swordsmen like Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng.

There are three days left in the Lantern Festival, and Xin Han still has not realized his own way. He came out of Ximen Chuxue's house in a daze and walked naturally towards Chunhua Tower, but his mind was thinking about what he had just learned.

Just when Chunhua Tower was already far away, there were suddenly two blue-clothed swordsmen carrying swords on it.

Among them, the man bowed to Xin Han and said, "Qingcheng's double swords, ask the master Chunhua to ask for advice!"

Now that the martial arts people in the capital are gathering, they immediately gathered around the crowd. Some of them said, "See, these two must have stepped on Mr. Xin to take up the throne. It is said that Ye Gucheng personally said that Mr. Xin's sword skills can enter the top three in the world. These people dare not cause trouble for Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue, so they hit Mr. Xin's attention!"

Some people who had seen Xin Han take action shook their heads secretly: "These two people are really looking for death!"

Of course, there are also people who also have the same idea as Qingcheng Swords. They all want to use Qingcheng Swords' hands to test Xin Han's strength.

Xin Han seemed to have never seen the Qingcheng Swords, and did not hear what the man said. He felt that someone was blocking the way ahead, so he took a step around.

The Qingcheng swords looked at each other and nodded. Among them, the two swords came forward with the sword and shouted loudly: "I'm talking to you!" Suddenly, the sword came out like lightning, piercing Xin Han's heart.

Not far away, Longlongjiu saw this curtain and shook his head and said to Jinbei: "This man is dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Han's hand moved slightly. The others only felt that the person who drew the sword kept moving. In an instant, a blood mist sprayed out from his neck. The man turned over and fell to the ground, his eyes were not closed, and his eyes were full of horror.

Qingcheng's two swords were different, and he immediately said in surprise: "Brother!" He was frightened and angry and chased Xin Han, who had already stepped away. As soon as the sword in his hand was slashed out, he looked down in shock, and saw that there was no idea when the long sword was inserted into his heart.

And the sword was in Xin Han's hand, and Xin Han didn't even look back!

The moment he went down, the sword had already returned to the sheath, and Xin Han still looked back with a blank look on his face, but everyone fled in a panic wherever he passed.

The bustling street market is crowded, but within three feet of the cold area, it is surprisingly empty.

Jin Hu Zi grinned: "Brother Xin's sword technique is so powerful. I don't think he has to be apart from Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng!"

Long Longjiu patted him: "Your people are not asking you to collect the body!" He finished speaking, sighed and walked towards Xin Han.

Some martial arts people who knew him shouted, "Long Longjiu, do you care if you kill people in the street!"

Long Longjiu cursed: "You deserve to be killed if you dare to attack the imperial master! Get out of here!"

Everyone then realized that Xin Han was the emperor's swordsman. Even if they didn't kill someone first, it would be in vain.

Xin Han was walking and felt someone blocking his way, so he wanted to go around, but the man also took a step and still blocked in front of him.

He looked up and smiled and said, "Long Longjiu, why is it you?" The reason he attacked Qingcheng's two swords just now was because the two showed murderous aura at him, and his body automatically counterattacked. Longlongjiu had no murderous aura, so he did not take the initiative to attack.

Long Longjiu smiled and pointed behind Xin Han. Xin Han looked back and found that Jin Huzi was directing people to carry two corpses on the walk. He couldn't help but ask: "Jin Huzi and others are so bold that they dare to kill people in the street?"

"Please, brother. That's what you killed!" Long Longjiu said speechlessly.

Xin Hanyi was stunned: "I killed it? It's impossible, why don't I remember it!" He said, walking over, looking at the sword wounds of the two, and said in confusion: "It seems that I really did it? But why am I killing them!"

Long Longjiu sighed, "Let's go, go to your place to have some wine and chat. You have been possessed by sword practice recently. Xiaoxi asked me to watch you, but you killed two of you in the street!"

After he said hello, Jinhuzi went to Chunhualou to have a drink.

Xin Han pointed at the two corpses: "Who are these two people? Don't kill the wrong good person!"

Long Longjiu said disdainfully: "Qingcheng Double Swords, I have never seen you as powerful as you. If you want to step on you, your reputation in the world is not very good, and you will die if you die!"

"Oh, that's good!" Xin Han even turned around and left without even looking at him.

If he kills a good person, he may still pay some money. If he wants to step on himself, he must have the awareness of death.

Back at Chunhua Tower, Su Quan asked Su Quan to arrange a banquet at the table, and Xin Han invited Longlongjiu and Jinhuzi to have a drink.

During the meal, the golden beard shook at Xin Han and hinted that Xin Han's plan was going well, and Xin Han nodded with a smile.

Long Longjiu asked, "What are you two doing? There is an affair!"

Jin Huzi smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay!" He was afraid that Long Longjiu would ask, so he quickly changed the subject and asked Xin Han: "Brother Xin, I see that your swordsmanship is so powerful, it's not much worse than Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue."

When Xin Han heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a little different, but it's also a little different. By the way, you two don't practice swordsmanship. I'll ask you, in your eyes, what is the most powerful swordsmanship?"

Long Longjiu thought for a while: "I used to think that Xiaoxi's sword was the most powerful sword, but after I saw Ye Gucheng, I found that the two of them were completely different, but they were all the best sword techniques in the world. So don't ask me this question, I'm confused too!"

Jinbei Yi slapped the table: "I want me to tell you, this best sword technique is super invincible. The sword slashes over, making people unable to avoid it, and they can only die... In general, the one who can kill the enemy is the good sword technique!"

Xin Han thoughtfully and asked again: "Then what do you think is kendo?"

The golden beard waved his hand: "Hey! I don't know what kendo is not kendo, but I know who is snatching territory in the world. If anyone blocks my way, I will let my brothers kill him!"

Long Longjiu smiled and scolded: "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense!"

Jinbeizi smiled and said, "How could I know what kind of swordsmanship? I just knew that I could kill the enemy!"

Xin Han was moved in his heart: "What did you say just now?"

The golden bearded yi was stunned: "I said...I don't know what kind of kendo I know!"

"It's not this sentence...it's the last sentence."

"Just be able to kill the other party..." Jinhouzi was a little confused.

Xin Han suddenly grinned: "I love you so much with Golden Beard!"
Chapter completed!