Tai Zong, Three Thousand Swords Sect, Emperor Demon Sect, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and the host Yi Di Mountain.
In just a short time, five immortal giants gathered in this area!
What's more, there are also the mysterious race of the Western Desert survivors and the Incense Temple that Xu Yue pretends to represent.
These two forces are so unfathomable that many people in the Immortal Realm directly regard them as giants!
In addition, Hudaoshan, Changle Sect, and Dunyi Sect.
If a fight broke out, it would be enough to shock the entire Immortal Realm!
boom!
Xiao Hu was full of fighting spirit and glared angrily at Zong Qing who was approaching, like a tight bow, ready to be fired at any time.
Fu Xiang was slightly stunned. Xiao Hu was her protector. The two had known each other for a long time and had been together for a long time, but this was also the first time she had seen Xiao Hu react like this.
"It turns out it's you bitch."
The fist in Xiao Hu's hand continued to emit red light, and the fluctuations on it were many times stronger than when he fought with Meng Jin before, making the latter frown slightly at this time.
"Xiao Hu, it seems you really don't have a long memory."
Zong Qing came with several people from the Emperor Demon Sect and stood directly with Meng Jin.
No, he was standing half a body further forward than Meng Jin.
"Last time at the border of the Eastern Territory, if that annoying bitch hadn't arrived in time, you would have been a pile of withered bones." Zong Qing raised his head and said contemptuously.
"Hehe, you are very powerful, I admit it! But even if you die, I can destroy you."
Xiao Hu took a step forward, with only a punch gap between his face and Zong Qing, forcing him to lower his head and look at him.
"Do you really think you have such good luck every time? This time, no one came to save you." Zong Qing said with an evil smile.
"You can try." Xiao Hu refused at all.
On the side, Xu Yue listened to the conversation between the two and looked at Xiao Hu's determined eyes, feeling full of guilt.
He has been sleeping for a long time and has no idea what happened for a hundred years.
But looking at this, Xiao Hu seems to have been fighting against the enemies of the past for hundreds of years.
Even, almost died.
Buzz!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, several sword sounds rang out, piercing the air.
Zong Qing jumped back suddenly, and the place where he was originally standing was filled with several lightsabers.
boom!
Then, a red glove came violently from the front. Fortunately, a green light lit up and a lotus bloomed, slowing down the glove.
boom!
However, the next moment, Qinglian was submerged by a golden fist of light. Xiao Hu lost his restraints and continued to charge.
Zong Qing laughed, immediately kicked his steps to stop his retreat, and then swung his fist towards Xiao Hu in the air.
The demonic aura soared into the sky, and the power of his fist condensed into the shape of a terrifying ancient beast, which collided hard with Xiao Hu's glove.
Xiao Hu was defeated and retreated rapidly, but a cold light came on behind him again, accompanied by the evil smile that was the symbol of Changle Sect. He had been waiting for a long time.
"Bah!"
At the critical moment, Fu Xiang did not care about his low cultivation level, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and yelled at Tang Biao.
In an instant, Tang Biao's body was covered with black tattoos. Although he moved slowly, he still gritted his teeth and attacked Xiao Hu.
"Everyone, please wait!"
Finally, a figure flashed in the center of the crowd and suddenly crushed a jade talisman.
boom!
Golden light filled the air, and the powerful imperial light far beyond Si Lin's realm shone out, and all the people on the scene were enveloped. Except for a few people who could move, the others were almost immobilized and unable to move.
"Everyone, please be patient."
Immediately afterwards, a beautiful voice also sounded, and the flower wind blew and floated beside everyone, gently pushing the two sides away and opening up the battlefield.
Then, there was a brief silence.
In the flash of lightning just now, almost everyone took action.
If Si Lin hadn't been decisive and used Yidi Mountain's method, I'm afraid the two sides would have been fighting together now.
"Hey, Mr. Shang, what do you mean? Do you want to be on Xiao's side?"
The first one to speak was Zong Qing.
Because the first person to take action just now was Shang Jun from the Three Thousand Sword Sect.
"Ah."
Shang Jun was indifferent, and with a slight hook of his fingers, all the long swords on the ground that were shining with spiritual light floated up, lined up in a row, and quickly flew back to the sword box behind him.
"Xiao's side? No, if I, the Three Thousand Sword Sect, wanted to help them, a hundred years ago, you and Duan Mutian wouldn't have been able to win, and Xu Yue wouldn't have been so embarrassed." Shang Jun said loudly.
"Oh? You are really arrogant." Zong Qing crossed his arms, looked up at the robed sword master, and a figure flashed in his mind.
It was also at this time that Xu Yue's name finally appeared in front of everyone for the first time through Shang Jun's words.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Xiao Hu's ruthless eyes softened slightly, but the next moment he looked forward with even stronger hatred.
Si Lin flashed a cold look, thinking of what happened in Cangyun Mountain and his dead brother.
Meng Jin looked indifferent, as if the legend from a hundred years ago was not worth mentioning in his eyes.
"Oh, yes, it's Xu Yue! I remembered it!" Fu Xiang whispered, and after Shang Jun's reminder, he finally remembered the name.
"Xu Yue..." The smile on Tang Biao's face faded, and there was a hint of fear deep in his seemingly fierce eyes.
The oiran chuckled, her flower-like polygonal pupils flickering slightly. She was in seclusion a hundred years ago, and was both curious and looking forward to this name.
"In that case, why did you attack me?" Zong Qing came back to his senses and asked again.
"Why, do I, a member of the Three Thousand Sword Sect, need a reason to attack your Emperor Demon Sect?" Lord Shang said condescendingly.
These two sects were also bitter rivals in the Eastern Region. They fought for years and suffered countless casualties. From the sect leader to the disciples, the two sides had already forged a bloody feud.
"Back then, in the battle at Taihu Lake, you and I couldn't decide the winner. How about we have another battle today?"
Shang Jun's robes were flying, and the sword box behind him kept making noises. There seemed to be tens of millions of flying swords inside, ready to break out of the box at any time.
"Okay, am I afraid of you?"
Zong Qing laughed wildly, and with a big palm movement, a battle ax appeared in his hand. After swiping hard, he cut a deep ravine in the ground.
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Si Lin showed no expression and took out a piece of emerald green spiritual jade from his arms, ready to crush it.
"Wait!"
At the critical moment, there was a sharp-eyed person in the Emperor Demon Sect who immediately stopped him after seeing this.
"Your Majesty, this is a private dispute. There is no need to crush the Emperor Jade, right?"
This man was wearing a white cloak, with snowy hair, tall figure, a slightly long neck, and a shrewd light in his eyes.
"I tried to stop you again and again, but you all didn't take it seriously. I am incompetent, so I can only crush the Emperor Jade and notify the sect."
Si Lin's voice was a little cold. He glanced at the crowd, finally stared at the white-haired man, and corrected: "Besides, I am only a candidate for the emperor, so please pay attention, fellow Taoist."
"Disrespect, I understand the difficulty of fellow Taoist Si! I believe Mr. Shang and my young master can also understand, right?" The white-haired man raised his head and said.
Shang Jun was silent for a moment, then took his hand back to calm the restlessness in the sword box.
On the other side, Zong Qing glanced at the white-haired man, turned his hand, the giant ax disappeared, and everything returned to calm.
"Who is this person? He persuaded them in just a few words." Fu Xiang came up and asked in a low voice.
"He? The military advisor of the Emperor Demon Sect, Zong Qing's confidant, Bai He." Xiao Hu said solemnly.
