The top of Baiyun Mountain.
It is surrounded by cliffs and cliffs, which shut out most of the warriors from the beginning.
Those who can climb to the top are at worst a congenital master.
At this time, these innate masters could only wait on the sidelines and become spectators.
On the flat ground in the center, under the pergola built by the disciples of the six major sects, six chairs were placed impressively, and five of them were seated.
"Master Jinguangzong Liyan, Your Excellency the Sword Master of the Changbai Sword Sect, Master Xinchan of the Bodhi Temple, and the little friends of the Red Ape Sect... all of you are here, very good."
The head of Zhenwumen looked like a middle-aged man, wearing a turtle-snake robe, stroked his beard and smiled.
"It's just the Ice Soul Fairy of the Suxin faction... As the landlord, it makes us wait? Humph!" Sword Master Changbai snorted coldly.
The newly promoted Sect Master of the Red Ape Sect looked embarrassed, but he knew his identity and did not speak.
Still the head of Zhenwu Sect said: "Fairy Ice Soul found the whereabouts of the 'mad king' remnant under the door, she can't rest assured to go ahead, but it's just a matter of capturing... The top priority is today's grand master meeting, that one dragon and two kings must not be I will give up, I must have a fight with us..."
"Hehe..." The Sword Master Changbai sneered: "Not only that, I got news that the White Tiger Xingjun has also appeared in the Damo Kingdom recently... Little Monkey, your chance to take revenge has come."
"If that White Tiger Xingjun really comes, my Red Ape Sect will take revenge for the previous Sect Master, even if we have to fight for our lives!"
Sect Master Chiape twitched, but still answered coldly.
"Amitabha, my six sects share the same qi... Don't hurt the harmony." Master Xinchan clasped his hands together, with a peaceful power to soothe the anger: "It just so happens... Fairy Ice Soul is also here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the heads of several great masters discovered that a white robe was slowly floating, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Knowing that this master of mind meditation practiced the 'Bodhicitta Mind Method' intensively, he has mastered a spiritual skill, and his keen perception of various qi mechanisms is even higher than them.
"Huh? Fairy Ice Soul, you are injured, who did it?"
Master Rie Yan watched the Ice Soul Fairy take his seat, his expression stunned.
"White Tiger Star Jun Fangxian... I had a move with this person..." Fairy Ice Soul's face was frosty: "This person is far above me, maybe he has touched the threshold..."
An amazing word! All the leaders in the room lost their voices.
They all know the gap between the master and the great master. The former is still thinking about himself, while the latter has already involved the power of heaven and earth!
"In time, this person must be another Chu madman!"
The long white sword master said coldly, and the long sword in the scabbard suddenly let out a clear cry.
"coming!"
The heads of the six major factions got up at the same time and saw four figures coming together.
One holds a knife, the other holds a sword, a woman wears black, and the last young man, wearing a white-gold robe, has a formidable aura.
Knife King Guan Sheng, Sword King Linghu, Yilong Yulongjiao, and Baihu Xingjun - Fang Xian!
"I will be honored for the four of you to come."
The heads of the six major sects looked at each other, and the master of Zhenwu came out to speak.
"The Yuanwu Kingdom invaded other countries for an unjust war!"
Yu Longjiao snorted coldly: "My generation of warriors will definitely deal with them to the end!"
"What is righteousness? The world is divided, the nations are divided, and the people are in distress. Only the great unity is the real righteousness, and the rest are small sections!"
The True Martial Sect Master said sullenly.
"The world is unified, can it only be unified by your decency?"
The King of Swords snorted coldly.
"It seems that the differences are too big, and we still have to decide whether to win or lose by martial arts, so why talk too much?" Fang Xian sneered.
"There are six people waiting for me, but you only have four. If you use more to bully the less, you won't be able to win." Master Lie Yan said: "How about we only compare four games?"
"This is not necessary!"
Yu Longjiao saw the conspiracy at a glance, and waved her hand: "One-on-one battles, the winners fight in a row, the four of us are enough to deal with the six of you..."
If it is one-on-one, each person can only play once, and the strength of her and Fang Xian beyond ordinary masters will be wasted.
"Well, for the first game, it's up to me."
The Changbai Sword Master moved slightly and came to the field: "Does the Sword King dare to fight?"
"Haha, exactly what I wanted!"
Linghu's long sword was unsheathed, and people followed the sword, turning into a startling rainbow: "Please!"
"Please!"
Both of them are real swordsmen. When they made a move at this time, the sword moved with thunderous sound, and the sword energy was cold, like two dragons, one green and one white, vying for each other.
Choking!
The sword energy in the field is vertical and horizontal, and the silhouettes are flashing, and hundreds of swords have attacked each other in an instant.
"Good swordsmanship..."
The innate masters on the periphery were sweating and sweating, feeling that if they moved from another place, they would not be able to take a sword from any master at all.
"Haha... I have used swords all my life, and I thought I had acquired the essence of swordsmanship. Only today did I realize that I am a frog in the bottom of a well, haha, it's ridiculous..."
An old man with a sword burst into tears, suddenly pulled out his beloved long sword, put his fingers together, broke the long sword with force, threw it on the ground, and covered his face with his sleeves and walked away.
"Linghu's swordsmanship is self-created, draws on others' strengths, and can break the sword of the world. The Changbai Sword Master is practicing the 'Tianhe Sword Art' of the Changbai Sword School. Beneficial…”
Yu Longjiao watched the field and explained to Fang Xian.
"In other words, the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for Linghu?"
Fang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that Linghu's sword had changed a bit.
It seems that there is a little more spider silk. Although it is an extremely small amount, it is enough to put him at a disadvantage in the competition between masters.
Not to mention, more spider silk is constantly entangled on his sword, that is the sword power of 'Tianhe Sword Art'!
'The point of this innate swordsmanship is not to gain momentum, but to be tender and lingering, to listen to thunder in silence...'
He nodded slightly, realizing the truth.
Ding!
At this moment, Linghu abruptly pulled out of the battle circle, and obviously found that something was wrong, so he had to strike with all his strength.
He flicked the sword with his fingers, made the dragon roar, and suddenly stabbed out.
One Sword Flying Immortal!
"The big river, Taotao, sweeps the world, and the love is endless and endless!"
In the long whistle of the Changbai Sword Master, the same sword stabbed out.
Chi Chi!
Before the two swords touched, a large amount of sword energy quickly confronted and melted in mid-air...
In the end, the tips of the two swords hit each other with the slightest difference, and all of a sudden they began to crack inch by inch.
Two figures flew upside down, Linghu and Changbai Sword Master, their bodies were dripping with blood, and there was only one hilt of the long sword in their hands.
"Is it a draw?"
Yu Longjiao muttered to herself.
The grandmasters who are outsiders, who go all the way from the next, often surpass the sect in strength.
But the sword king shot, and the Changbai sword master was defeated, which made her have a bad premonition.
"This second game, I'll come."
Fang Xian stretched out his body and stepped into the arena.
After seeing the match just now, his blood boiled.