How terrifying would it be if Jiang Xiaoyao really took action
Could it be...
This is ridiculous.
A little scholar I randomly picked up on the roadside turned out to be a swordsman
A flash of red light pierced the void from the surface of the Daze River in the east.
Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out.
Jiang Xiaoyao appeared.
A blade of light pierced the sky in the distance.
Everyone saw the light of the sword in their eyes. Before they could react, they saw a man standing with a sword in the sky above the main peak.
Excalibur Ye Feiran
Miao Sanshi, the two-meter-tall and giant-ape-like deputy leader of the Martial Arts Alliance [Power King], raised his chin and spoke to the other people on the peak with an arrogant expression.
Li Mu finally arrived.
The scholar in white still didn't have the slightest hint of authority on his face, and said: "It's okay, it's okay. By the way, can I watch the battle here now? The main reason is that I don't want to change places again."
The sun has risen.
It was the voice of Demon Sword He Wuxin.
Mount Gosheng is located in the center of Daze and is divided into seven peaks.
"Leader Jiang is invincible."
Instead, they make full use of the vitality of heaven and earth in the Kunlun secret realm to temper their body and improve their cultivation.
He Wuxin narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Haha, it won't pass, it won't pass, it's good to watch from here."
Could it be...
His cloud-riding chariot carries a trembling aura, as if it comes from a power from another world.
"Huh? It's Xishan Qiaoyin. What, your apprentice?"
The masters and strong men of the Martial Arts League all tried their best to cheer up.
Qingyang City.
call out!
Today, Jiang Xiaoyao's battle with the mysterious and peerless powerhouse of Haoran Zhengqi Alliance actually caused him to show up.
The red sun has not yet jumped over the horizon.
There were a lot of discussions on the surrounding peaks.
The sky trembled.
A ray of sword light came through the sky.
Divine Sword Ye Feiran still looked calm and calm.
"Where is the Haoran Righteous Alliance?"
Other forces and casual cultivators on the southwest peak had to stay away.
Who is the magic knife talking to
Brother Ye
Demon Sword He Wuxin's complexion changed slightly.
Only a thin-looking scholar in a white robe said dissatisfiedly: "We came to this peak first, first come, first served. Why are you so domineering after us?"
And because of the battle, the Martial Arts Alliance's strangulation of the Haoran Zhengqi Alliance has stopped.
Such an unparalleled appearance immediately made the strong men from all sides above the six surrounding peaks tremble.
"Could it be that the mysterious powerful man has arrived?"
It is indeed a thousand-year war.
It has been destroyed for ten years, and has been suppressed and annihilated by the Martial Arts Alliance. Today, it still has such incredible cohesion.
The atmosphere of the war instantly rose to several levels.
The name of Demon Sword He Wuxin, in the Kunlun Secret Realm, is as prestigious as Jiang Xiaoyao.
Miao Sanshi's eyes were cold as he stared at the old man with a goatee and a long beard.
There is no doubt that the final result of this battle will have a significant impact on the future power structure of the Kunlun Secret Realm.
There are variables here.
Some people had rumored that He Wuxin might be able to challenge [Ancestor Qingtian] for the title of No. 1 in Kunlun.
To be called "Brother Ye" by Demon Sword He Wuxin is definitely not an ordinary person.
He was looking towards the southwest peak from a distance of several hundred meters.
An invisible pressure pervades the world.
Ye Feiran patted Xishan Qiaoyin's shoulder and thanked him sincerely.
But now it seems difficult.
"This is... the third thing in Zhongtian."
The time is almost up.
The other members of the Martial Arts Alliance did not dare to be arrogant and restrained their domineering attitude.
It was only at this time that many people realized how strong the Haoran Zhengqi Alliance was back then and how deeply rooted it was in the hearts of the people.
However, he was not in seclusion to prepare to face Jiang Xiaoyao.
The words have not yet finished.
At this time, many people took a closer look and found that no one from the Haoran Zhengqi Alliance was present.
"No, it's He Wuxin."
time flies.
suddenly -
He stood on the chariot, bathed in the red morning sun, like a god of war who had returned from a hundred battles, majestic.
"Tell me, is Patriarch Qingtian here too?"
The secret of time is the most powerful power that Li Mu understood in his previous life.
He opened his mouth to drink, and his voice spread hundreds of miles, causing the clouds in the sky to surge like a hurricane.
Still on top of his sword skills.
"Haha, Brother Ye, why are you arguing with those buggers? Why don't you come over and watch the battle with me."
An old man with a goatee and a long beard next to him was startled and quickly pulled the scholar in white.
On the southeast peak, a voice sounded, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
"Hahaha… "
This thin scholar with an unattractive appearance turned out to be... the sword god Ye Feiran
The aftermath of Ye Feiran's identity being revealed also echoed among other peaks.
However, it was because his cultivation had not yet recovered to a sufficient level, and the vitality of the outside world was not strong, so Li Mu had not been in a hurry to practice.
He was stunned.
Ancestor Qingtian, Demonic Sword and Divine Sword, leader of the martial arts alliance.
A huge black chariot came through the void, pulled by four bronze horses.
"He has the aura of immortality in his body."
The strong people watching the battle around felt the sound coming, like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts. Those with lower strength spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies were already on the verge of collapse.
Moreover, Li Mu finally made up his mind and began to practice the secret of time.
Could it be that he was afraid and escaped secretly
Boom!
The onlookers looked sideways.
Miao Sanshi laughed: "Haha, it seems that the name of my Martial Arts Alliance is no longer very useful. Today, I have to..."
In the secret realm of Kunlun, the storm is surging.
There is still a stick of incense left before the duel.
someone exclaimed.
Even immortal figures like the Demon Sword and the Divine Sword were alerted and came to watch the battle.
There are layers of morning mist.
Seeing that Ye Feiran had no intention of pursuing the matter, Miao Sanshi quickly said: "Ye Jian Shen, please feel free to do so."
His voice spread hundreds of miles like thunder.
He hesitated for a moment, then handed over his hand and said: "It turns out that it was Ye Jianshen who was in front of me. Miao was too blind to see Taishan to atone for his sins."
at the same time.
Who would have thought that the most mysterious sword god would look like such a thin scholar
The day before the decisive battle, countless martial arts masters and sect forces had arrived in Daze and climbed onto the six surrounding peaks. They each selected the best vantage point and stood there, waiting for the battle to begin.
This large swamp has vast waters, thousands of miles in length and breadth, and is surrounded by clouds and mist that linger all year round. There are many strange animals in it.
"Um?"
The decisive battle is on the main peak of the dead center.
There are six surrounding peaks, occupying six directions respectively, guarding the main peak.
"You brat, what are you talking about? Shut up and follow me."
The man on the sword looks down.
But the scholar in white said: "That's right, why are you being unreasonable?"
"It should be, it should be..."
During the few days that Li Mu was in seclusion, Qingyang City was in a state of excitement.
Xishan Qiaoyin said quickly, sighing in his heart, Ye Jianshen is really approachable and kind, and he is different from those coquettish bitches who are always bullying.
this…
On the southwest peak, everyone had their mouths wide open.
Countless experts from the Kunlun Secret Realm came to Changsheng Mountain to watch the battle.
This is-
Originally, he was looking forward to the sudden appearance of a powerful man from the Haoran Zhengqi Alliance who would pose a threat to Jiang Xiaoyao, and maybe a miracle would happen.
Jiang Xiaoyao put away his chariot and stood on the top of the main peak.
call out!
Miao Sanshi, the deputy leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, was startled and his pupils shrank suddenly.
The terrifying momentum evaporated all the fog in Daze within a few hundred meters.
The three deputy leaders, the seven heavenly kings, the ten helmsmen, the thirty-two guardians, the various incense masters and hall masters, a total of hundreds of people, occupied the entire southwest wind with a fierce momentum.
"Alliance Leader Divine Power."
Mount Wangsheng is located in a large swamp about one hundred thousand miles away from Qingyang City.
Thin, with a good face, not handsome, with fair skin, the white robe looks very old and has been washed very clean.
Countless old people from the Haoran Righteous Alliance gathered from all directions.
Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the scholar.
And now, it's almost time.
"Jiang Xiaoyao?"
These four people are the four strongest experts in the Kunlun Secret Realm today.
This Jiang Xiaoyao must have gotten in touch with Zhong Santian and practiced some kind of immortal combat skills.
"Everyone, our Martial Arts Alliance has taken a fancy to this peak. Please look for another place."
Li Mu indeed went into seclusion.
"Where is the challenger of Haoran Zhengqi Alliance?"
horrible.
This, this, this…
Xishan Qiaoyin's open mouth could not be closed for a long time, and there was a huge shock in his heart.
This is a giant on the same level as his own alliance leader.
The eyes of other people around him looked at this scholar as if they were a fool.
"Thank you for interceding for me just now."
On the main peak, Jiang Xiaoyao spoke again.
"No, no, no, he's not an old disciple. I met him on the road and we walked together. I actually don't know him..."
"possible."
All forces and casual cultivators did not dare to go against the Martial Arts Alliance and left one after another.
The cloud-riding chariot landed on the main peak.
There is only one person in the entire Kunlun Secret Realm.
It was just a sound, so terrifying.
In a blink of an eye, the day of the battle has arrived.
"But Patriarch Qingtian is too mysterious. No one knows his true face."
The highest peak is called the Peak of Rebirth.
Someone else had sharp eyes and quickly recognized the figure in the light of the sword. He was wearing new clothes and had an impressive appearance. He was not too old, about thirty years old, with regular features and eyebrows like knives, flying into his temples. , appeared on the southeast peak, and a sharp and menacing sword energy instantly filled the air from the peak, making everyone around him feel a chill.
powerful.
"Haha, no one from the Haoran Righteous Alliance came."
Xishan Qiaoyin raised his hands like a fan and continued to deny, and then said: "This kid doesn't seem to be a member of the martial arts world. He is a stinky scholar who has become stupid in studying. Leader Miao, you don't remember the faults of villains. Don't talk to me." He has ordinary knowledge, I will take him away right now..."
The cloud-riding chariot rolled through the void.
The key is that there is not much real energy fluctuation in this scholar's body, nor is there any pressure. At first glance, he is not a master.
The scholar in white waved his hands repeatedly, as if trying to avoid him.
The martial arts leader Jiang Xiaoyao is more powerful than before.
Everyone was stunned.
The southwest peak is already filled with strong men from the Martial Arts Alliance.