South China Sea.
On an isolated island.
Boom! Boom! !
The waves hit the rocks, and the sound was like rolling thunder, exploding one after another. It fell here and exploded there.
Wen Hua, with a wooden sword on his waist, sat on a jagged and strange rock, concentrating on the vast ocean. There were thousands of waves, and the waves behind him pushed the waves ahead, and the momentum was extremely frightening.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the two huge waterspouts, which fly ten feet into the air, like two water dragons, roaring in the air, entangled and colliding with each other, and there is even a shrill sword light spitting out from the mouth of the water dragon.
"This is the top swordsman fighting against each other. Sure enough..."
Wen Hua scratched his head and scratched his head. He was so excited to see it, but there was no ink in his stomach. After holding it in for a long time, he could only come up with Xiao Nian's words to make up the numbers: "It's a technical job, there is no reward, and a man should treat it like this."
Of course Wen Hua knew the two people who fought against each other on the vast sea.
One was Sui Xiegu, who saw that he was a peerless genius with excellent bones and bones, so he knelt down, cried and begged before he reluctantly agreed to become his disciple.
He likes to eat swords, is one-armed, and is vulgar.
As for the other one.
Oops, this is a big deal.
It is Deng Tai'a, the peach blossom sword god who has returned from a voyage to visit immortals.
Tsk tsk, I never thought that he, Wen Hua, could actually meet this legendary figure.
And looking at this posture, his cheap master is indeed not a showman. He can fight with Deng Sword God for so long, so he has real talent.
"Haha, Xiaonian, just wait. I, Wen Hua, will realize my original dream of being a swordsman. Don't slack off, otherwise, if you wait for this older generation to die and retire, who else in the world can do it?" It’s not a good feeling to be able to match up with my Wen Hua opponent and seek to make up for one defeat.”
Wen Hua's tone was full of sadness, as if he was a land god who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
Suddenly, he saw the two waterspouts flying toward the shore with a roaring sound. He was immediately frightened and hurriedly shouted: "Two masters, I just said big words. You can't do it, you can't do it..."
As a result, two waterspouts passed directly over his head.
Boom! !
Two water dragons were constantly entangled in the air.
There was even more intertwining sword light and sword energy clashing.
The two water dragons were about to push forward, but something seemed to be blocking their way in the empty void.
Wen Hua ran all the way, climbed up a big tree, and looked far into the distance. Only then did he realize that this place was not an isolated island with no trace of human beings.
The further you go inside, the more beautiful the scenery becomes. At this time, you can even see pavilions, cranes, auspicious animals, exotic flowers and plants, an auspicious scene, like a fairyland on earth.
And an invisible aura enveloped the fairyland on earth.
But under the aftermath attack of the two genuine sword immortals, ripples could not help but sway in circles, as if they could be broken at any time.
"That's enough, you two need to fight elsewhere, otherwise don't blame me, Tantai, for being rude!"
A cold female voice sounded, and then a woman was seen walking up through the air, standing on the invisible air barrier.
When her toes touched the air mask, the originally shaky air mask suddenly became stable.
Wen Hua looked carefully and saw that this woman looked like a newly married woman, with smooth and jade-like skin, without a trace of crow's feet. She has charming features and is a rare beauty. It's just that he is particularly tall, half a head taller than the Northland man, and his body is extremely powerful.
"Tantai Calm, I think you've heard of it?" Wen Hua thought for a moment. Master Jianping seemed to have told him what kind of sect this person was, but he had forgotten the details.
And if Wen Hua really knew the identity and age of this woman, he would probably be shocked, drop his jaw, and call her a female monster.
Qi masters, those who practice immortality, are better able to control luck and have all kinds of incredible methods. To the ordinary world, they are the best among gods.
There are Qi refiners who live in the deep mountains and build a hut to seek immortality.
There are also Qi refiners who serve the king and enjoy the fortune and wealth in the world.
During the Spring and Autumn War, the Qi Refiners each took charge, gradually forming two factions: the North and the South.
The northern faction, headed by Tai'an City and Qin Tianjian, and those north of the Guangling River, were all reduced to vassals of the imperial court. They diligently monitored the situation for the emperor of the Zhao family, and were criticized for a long time. The South is relatively withered and scattered. The White Ping Guanyin Sect of the South China Sea is the most respected one. They live in seclusion on isolated islands overseas and behave like immortals.
The woman in front of him is the leader of the Guanyin Sect, Tantai Calming.
It is said that this sect master entered the first level Zhixuan at the age of sixteen. Since then, his realm has been stable and his journey has been smooth. He is now a hundred years old, but his appearance remains eternal.
Looking at the two waterspouts still fighting in the sky, Tantai frowned calmly and slenderly.
Although her cultivation level is high, the two people in front of her are both top-notch sword immortals. In terms of killing methods, Beimang Liyang combined can be counted on one finger. But if these two people were allowed to fight any longer, the sect-protecting formation would not be protected, and the sect might be severely damaged by just the outpouring of sword energy.
Tantai calmly raised her slender fingers, and runes emerged from the void, surrounding her body.
No matter what, these two uninvited guests must be driven out.
At this moment, a clear voice sounded: "Master Tantai, why don't we make a deal? I will drive these two guys away, and you will lend me the 'Shuiyue Patio' for a few days?"
Tantai Pingping was suddenly startled. He turned around and saw a slender figure, dressed in black and standing tall with his hands behind his back. His face was as handsome as a demon, looking at her with a smile.
Guanyin Sect Master Emei frowned slightly and said in surprise: "You, are you Emperor Murong Tong?!"
Except for the world-famous Emperor Murong Tong, she really couldn't think of anyone in the world who could get within three feet of her without being discovered. What's more, this black outfit has become Murong Tonghuang's signature attire, not to mention his unparalleled elegance.
"It's me." Yu Liancheng smiled and nodded: "How about it? Will Master Tantai agree?"
Tantai regained its composure, and said calmly: "I think Murong Wudi knows that this 'Shuiyue Patio' is an important tool of our Guanyin Sect to control the mountain, but it can be used to control the land gods. Even the words "priceless" are far from enough. To describe its preciousness, one must not miss it.”
"I know." Yu Liancheng nodded: "So I just want to borrow it and return it to you when the snow is over."
Tantai was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Yu Liancheng took a closer look at the Tantai Sect Master and was slightly surprised: "So happy?"
Tantai calmly said: "One Sui Xiegu and one Deng Tai'a are enough to give me a headache. If Murong Wudi comes again, our Guanyin Sect will probably be wiped out. What's more, since Murong Wudi said he wanted to borrow, then naturally Whether you borrow or repay, I still believe in Murong Shuangkui's reputation."
"Sure enough, you are worthy of being a hero among women. No wonder that old man Sui Xiegu likes you." Yu Liancheng gave a thumbs up.
Tantai calmly said with a calm face, "I would like to see how you are going to stop these two people."
"Simple." Yu Liancheng chuckled, turned his gaze to the two swordsmen who were fighting in mid-air, and said loudly.
"Sui Xiegu, you are so old and you can't even handle a sultry junior carrying a peach blossom. It's really embarrassing. I think you might as well find a piece of tofu and kill it. I saw the look in Tantai Sect Master's eyes. , full of contempt, you are such an incompetent old man."
"Deng Tai'a, look at you, you are also the world-famous Peach Blossom Sword God. When you came back from your overseas visit to immortals, I thought you were a completely different person, but it turns out that it took you so long to deal with a wretched old man with a broken arm. You are a virtual warrior despite your great reputation. A middle-aged man who can’t do it.”
The two waterspouts in mid-air turned around and rushed toward Yulian City with murderous intent.
"Hey, you are anxious, but you are too anxious to tell the truth. It's shameless to fight two of them. But you two are just two people with false reputations. You think you can beat me. It's just a fool's dream." Yu Liancheng He laughed, filled with pride, then turned around and flew overseas.
"If you want to fight me, you have to catch up with me first. As for now, just eat your shit."
The speed of the two waterspouts increased, and streaks of violent sword light shot out. Each sword light was enough to kill an ordinary first-level master.
"My dear, who is this guy? He's too crazy. He's dressed in black and looks ridiculously handsome. He can't be Murong Wudi?"
Wen Hua patted his face. Although he had met Yu Liancheng once in the capital, it was because the latter was disguised, so how could he recognize him now.
When he thought that this might be the invincible Emperor Murong Tong, Wen Hua was so excited that he ran wildly, no matter what, he wanted to see this person's style.
Old Man Sui, Sword God Deng, you have to hold on, don't lose too quickly.
The sound of the sea surface became more and more powerful, with dragon-like waves colliding, and tsunamis tens of feet high erupting, releasing violent energy in all directions.
"I won't play with you anymore. Remember to come to Huishan during Qingming Festival."
The clear voice sounded again, and the black figure escaped from the wind and waves. With a flick of his sleeves, something flew out, two of which were caught by Sui Xiegu and Deng Tai'a.
Wen Hua also vaguely saw something flying towards him, and he couldn't avoid it. He reached out to grab it and opened his palm, but there was a bronze token with "Heavy Snow Order" written on it.
"The Heavy Snow Order? This is the Heavy Snow Order!?"
Wen Hua was startled at first, and then he was ecstatic: "Hahaha, I, Wen Hua, turn out to be a respectable person. If I hang this sign around my neck, I will have a heroine to throw me into my arms, and I won't even have to pay for it when I go to a restaurant. money."
Tantai Pingping also had an extra "Snow Order" in his hand. He lowered his head and glanced at it, then stopped paying attention.
The female sect leader cast her gaze in the direction where Yu Liancheng disappeared, and Emei frowned slightly: "Didn't he want to take Shuiyue Tianjing? Why didn't he want it anymore?"
With his mind moving, he lowered his head and looked down, and saw a disciple flying up. He bowed hurriedly and said in a panic: "It's not good, sect leader, the 'Shuiyue Patio' is missing."
Tantai was calm and mute.
That guy probably only came to make a deal on his own after stealing Shuiyue Tianjing. Regardless of whether he agrees or not, he will take Shuiyue Tianjing away.
I just hope he really means what he says, otherwise the Guanyin Sect will suffer a huge loss.
…
East China Sea.
Emperor Wu City.
In a secret room.
Wang Xianzhi, the second best person in the world, and Gao Shulu, the Wangyou heavenly being, sat opposite each other.
In the past few months, the two top masters exchanged martial arts experiences all the time.
They live in different eras, and they are all figures at the top of their respective professions. This unreserved exchange allowed them to burst out with ideas, grasping the little idea, and overcoming the difficulties in martial arts in just a few months. Time, but it can't be compared to ten years of hard training. This is one of the reasons why Wang Xianzhi took the initiative to find Gao Shulu.
suddenly.
Gao Shulu raised his eyebrows.
He felt a wonderful change in Wang Xianzhi, which was indescribable. It does not come from the physical body, but from the mind and soul.
Wang Xianzhi naturally noticed the changes in his mind, which were formed into the most gorgeous and magnificent flowers based on countless martial arts.
"My martial arts talent is indeed not as good as yours. It was you who reached a deeper state of change first." Gao Shulu stood up with a smile on his lips.
Wang Xianzhi stood up, with a solemn face, and bowed slightly to Gao Shulu.
"I consider myself a person who forgets worries, so in this battle, I don't seek to win, but I seek to fight happily."
Gao Shulu smiled slightly and glanced at the East China Sea through the window and at this wonderful Central Plains: "The last battle will be left to you."
Four hundred years ago, a person was like a tall tree dew in the rivers and lakes. He passed by Wang Xianzhi, but did not pass, but disappeared.
I forget to worry about others.
Only life and death, no fear of death.
To prove immortality, don’t seek immortality.
No worries when you come, no worries when you go.
From then on, there was no one in the world who forgot his worries.
Wang Xianzhi bowed again in the direction where Gao Shulu was standing before.
Feeling this majestic body, the second best man in the world let out a long breath.
He pushed open the door, put his hands behind his back, and looked toward Huishan, as if he saw that handsome figure again, and his eyes suddenly burned with the faint flames of war that penetrated the heaven and earth.
Emperor Murong Tong, let’s have another showdown.
…
The fifth day of March.
Qingming.
It is appropriate to open a business, establish an alliance, and break ground.
It is forbidden to bury people, make fires, or cut trees.
Huishan.
Originally, the mountain belonged to the Xuanyuan family. Later, Murong Wudi killed Xuanyuan Dapan, Xuanyuan Guoqi and other masters, took control of Huishan, and called himself the master of Huishan. This was also Murong Wudi's famous battle, which gradually made him famous in the world. vision.
Boom! !
The Liutie Waterfall is like a cascading river flowing down from the sky. It is packed with tens of millions of powerful forces and crashes down, making an earth-shattering roar, but it cannot cover up the noisy human voices.
Since mid-February, waves of martial arts people have been arriving here one after another. Today, there are already thousands of people.
The forces deployed by the imperial court in Jianzhou had already noticed this huge momentum, and many hawks and dogs mingled with the crowd to inquire about the movement at any time.
"I always feel that Huishan looks different."
Some martial arts people who have been to Huishan looked up and saw that Huishan's mountain structure had not changed much, but they felt that it was getting taller and towering into the clouds, with many mountains and mountains, full of inspiration.
At this time, Huishan seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog, becoming more and more unfathomable. Because of this, everyone waited at the foot of the mountain and did not dare to trespass.
"On the fifth day of March, the time has come. Please come to us."
Less than half an hour later, there was a voice that seemed to be falling from the sky, floating in the air, but with a sense of greatness.
Then a strong wind blew up, blowing away all the fog on Huishan Mountain.
A jade corridor appeared in front of everyone. Looking away, it was seen that there were three hundred steps in the jade corridor, and then there was a ritual gate with four words on it: The sky is covered with heavy snow.
The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and the aura is elegant, like the handwriting of a banished immortal. It even contains such a domineering style that the sky is covered with snow.
The ethereal voice from before sounded again.
"He who holds the order enters."
The ethereal voice sounded again.
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