Outside the famous Tiandao City in Xuanyu, there is a lake named Jiulong Lake. (learn w.ou.m)
The lake is clear and vast. At a glance, it is misty and the edges are invisible.
There are nine peaks, which exist by the lake. The peaks are tens of thousands of meters high, shaped like giant dragons, and reach into the sky at the end.
The mountain peaks resemble dragons, and each mountain peak resembles a different dragon, with very obvious characteristics.
According to rumors, the nine peaks were transformed into dragons from the Immortal Era.
In the distant past, someone once heard the mountain roaring and shouting, like a deep dragon's roar, solemn and desolate.
The legend that the mountain peak was transformed into a dragon seems a bit mythical.
The peaks are tough and can withstand a blow from the Quasi-Emperor without collapsing. There is a top-quality spiritual vein running under each peak.
In the past, there was a sword fight between the sword king Wu Xiaotian and the sword king Liu Xiaoyun, who had not yet become emperors.
On this Jiulong Lake, they fought nine times and tied nine times, becoming lifelong rivals.
The two of them fought for the last time on Jiulong Lake. At that time, they had both been promoted to quasi-emperors, and each represented the top rising star of the two sword sects in the Xuan Realm.
That battle was thrilling and gripping. Even today, thousands of years later, it is still popular and praised.
The result of the battle is still evenly matched, but at the end of the battle.
Relying on their insights from the battle, the two men simultaneously broke through the bottleneck of Emperor Wu and both became emperors.
In the sky, there are two hanging emperor roads, and the two people are running towards each other.
At the same time, they stepped onto the pinnacle, pushed open the doors of their respective Martial Emperors, and ascended the avenue.
It was that battle that made Jiulong Lake, a lake that was originally unknown, become a famous duel holy place in the mysterious realm.
The standards were extremely high. Later, because it was too frequent, Tiandao City stipulated that only quasi-emperor level beings were allowed to come here to duel.
Maybe there really is an inexplicable spiritual energy here. Over the years, several people became emperors in a battle here, making Jiulong Lake's reputation even more famous.
It's just that the grand event that Sword King Liu Xiaoyun and Sword King Wu Xiaotian both became emperors never happened again.
Today, another duel will be staged in Jiulong Lake, opening the door for two junior swordsmen.
Neither of the two parties in the duel had the cultivation level of a quasi-emperor, but they were still allowed to duel in Jiulong Lake.
There is no other reason, just because of the names of these two people, one is Xiao Chen in white, and the other is Wen Ziran, a disciple of the Sword King.
At this moment, outside the mountain peaks, above the white clouds, there are countless large ships and flying spiritual beasts, and there are even more warriors standing.
They all raised their eyes and looked towards the center of Jiulong Lake.
In the middle of the lake, there is a young man wearing blue clothes, spotless, with delicate features and an ethereal temperament, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
Beside his left hand, a slender sword floated quietly on the water.
The scabbard is engraved with simple patterns, and there is an air of timelessness in the complicated patterns.
The front and back of the handle are engraved with an ancient Chinese character, Luo Shui.
Around the man in blue, several water men the same size as the warriors were fighting each other, practicing some mysterious swordsmanship.
It looks like he is taking a nap, but in fact he does not relax even for a moment and seizes every free moment****.
Above the clouds, there are many people on the bow of the ship. From time to time, they will turn their heads and look into the distance, with a hint of excitement and nervousness in their expectant expressions.
But every time I look back, I am disappointed. As time goes by, I can't help but become a little impatient.
"It's strange, Wen Ziran arrived early in the morning, why is Xiao Chen nowhere to be seen?"
"It's almost noon, it's really worrying."
The warriors who came after hearing the news naturally wanted to watch the duel between Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran, but they couldn't wait for anyone, so they would inevitably feel a little anxious.
"Could it be that the recent rumors are true? The knife in Xiao Chen's hand is just a decoration, completely useless."
"Recent rumors have spread quite fiercely. It is said that Xiao Chen was seriously injured in Jiuyou Purgatory. He has been suppressed and unable to fight for a long time."
"I also heard that Xiao Chen immediately vomited three liters of blood after defeating Ouyang Long with three moves on the Sword Forging Peak."
"I don't know who opened the market recently. Xiao Chen's odds were as close as three to one, but the bets all went to Wen Ziran."
"Haha, it does seem that something is wrong now. Fortunately, I resisted the temptation and invested all 500,000 black star coins in Wen Ziran."
"Hahaha, me too. Half of my one million black star coins were invested in Wen Ziran."
"No matter what, Wen Ziran's strength has always been stable. His performance in this Sword Sect Ranking Competition is obvious to all. His winning rate is at least 50%. It's hard to say for Xiao Chen."
When a competition is opened, especially for a more prestigious competition, someone will usually open the competition, which is not a rare thing in the Kunlun world.
At this moment, Hitachi was in charge, and noon was about to pass, but Xiao Chen was still not seen, which made people suspicious.
Above the white clouds, on the deck of the Xuanyu winner's ship, Jin Dabao was constantly counting the gambling funds received since the opening of the market.
Lao Jiu was on the side, looking a little excited. The large amount of the bet was a bit unexpected. If the result was really as the fat man said, then this bet would really make a lot of money.
But if he loses, not only will he have to spend all the star coins he got from selling illegal goods not long ago, but he will also have to work for the winner for the rest of his life to pay off the debt.
The two of them were unknown, so they naturally had to find someone to guarantee the opening of the market. Jin Dabao was so eloquent that he got Yingqiong to agree to be the guarantee, and the business was successfully opened.
Lao Jiu said anxiously: "Master Jiu feels a little weak. Fatty, are you spreading this rumor a little too much? What if Xiao Chen really loses?"
Jin Dabao said loudly: "How is it possible? Three days ago at Zhujian Peak, a wisp of sword energy shattered most of the villa.
Outsiders don’t know, but Fatty, I am absolutely certain that Yueying Dao has completely recovered. "
Ying Qiong on the side laughed softly and said: "That's not certain. Even if the Moon Shadow Sword is unsheathed this time, Xiao Chen's strength will be greatly increased, and Wen Ziran's Luo Shui Sword is not a vegetarian."
"King of Swordsmen Wu Xiaotian has put a lot of effort into this Luoshui Sword to enter the list of divine weapons in the future."
Jin Dabao said coquettishly: "Girl, don't scare Fatty. If Fatty loses, you will be the one who loses the most."
A hint of cunning flashed in Ying Qiong's eyes. She looked Jin Dabao up and down, nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, I have my own way to recover the cost from you. You'd better pray to God and Buddha to protect yourself."
"What do you want to do? Fatty, I won't sell myself."
Jin Dabao panicked when Ying Qiong saw him and quickly stepped back a few steps.
Ying Qiong couldn't help laughing, and smiled: "You are so beautiful, but you are so fat, how much does it cost per kilogram?"
Click, click, click!
The water people around Wen Ziran, the swordsman in blue, who had developed mysterious martial arts skills, suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into little drops of rain and dew, falling from the sky.
Such a change instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Wen Ziran opened his eyes, held the famous sword Luoshui beside his hand, stood up slowly, and stared at the empty water in front of him.
He is as gentle as water. He stands quietly on the water. His features are not handsome, but his sharpness is restrained. He seems to be integrated with the entire Jiulong Lake.
The Tao follows nature, and the sword is like the Tao, just like a sword drifting with the tide.
rub!
The space in front folds up, and the mountains and rivers are hazy and blurry.
A white figure took a step in an extremely distant place. The next moment, he was standing on the lake, facing Wen Ziran thousands of meters away.
Ying Qiong's gaze immediately shifted, with a bright look in her eyes.
"Xiao Chen is here!"
"It's finally here. The sun will be setting if we don't come."
"Haha, we are now a lineage of Xuanyu swordsmen and stable swordsmen. Today's battle between two top rising stars will definitely be a feast for our eyes."
Xiao Chen's appearance finally gave people a sigh of relief. Otherwise, everyone would feel a pity if a long-awaited duel came to nothing.
"Sorry, it took me a while, I'm late."
Xiao Chen looked at Wen Ziran, raised his hands and said apologetically.
“It’s not too late until the sun goes down.
How about a knife show first? "
Wen Ziran has a temperament like water, but his personality is extremely decisive. He is not sloppy and energetic, and is ready to start a duel immediately when someone comes.
From a certain perspective, he is very similar to Xiao Chen, both are people who don't like nonsense.
Xiao Chen nodded, indicating that he had no objection.
The two right hands quietly grasped the handle of the knife at the same time.
At this moment, the momentum of the two people suddenly changed.
Their respective sharp edges exploded at this moment.
Thousands of blades were intersecting, and the clanging sound was heard on the vast lake.
Thousands of water pillars containing infinite sword intent soared into the sky above the lake, reaching straight up into the clouds.
The bright light like the sun lit up, Yueying and Luo Shui unsheathed their right hands at the same time, and headed forward like shooting stars.