"Meet Dao Xuan Zhenren. ”

The three sect leaders bowed in unison.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren came to the scene and bowed his head slightly.

The small Yishuibian, the five major sects, and the no great sect master, all arrived, and many people were forced by this invisible majesty, and they couldn't sit still.

Taixuanmen is the leader of the Dao Gate, the strongest sect in the fairy world, and there is no one. Dao Xuan Zhenren has been in charge of Taixuanmen for hundreds of years, and his cultivation is thorough, unfathomable, only when he fought with Mo Fengran in the decisive battle that year, he made a move, but he only did it to the point, and he did not use all his strength.

Although he was humble at the time, he was just narrowly defeated, but everyone knew that the cultivation realm of Dao Xuan Zhenren must be far above Mo Fengran.

And now, the years are turning, and half a year has passed, what level should the cultivation of this Xuan Zhenren go to?

Nobody knows.

......

Easy waterside, tide watching stone. A swordsman, sitting there with his sword in his hand, motionless, like an old monk in a trance, only when Dao Xuan Zhenren arrived, his eyelids moved, and he didn't open them after all.

'Shhh ’

Fierce sword rainbows tore through the void and surrounded the swordsman's body like lightning.

"This is the supreme sword intent, don't approach, you will die. ”

Everyone was shocked and stayed away from the water's edge, and no one dared to approach within a hundred feet of the swordsman. Even the four great sect masters in the heavens all hibernated, quietly breathing in, and no longer speaking.

Next, many more people arrived, but there was no longer an immortal monarch level. Even if there is, it is because of insufficient cultivation, only wandering in the distance, lurking in the dark, not daring to get too close.

"What about Zhang Xianjun, why can't you come?"

And they waited from morning to noon, and from noon to the afternoon, and they did not see the Lord.

Many people were impatient, and only the four Great Immortal Monarchs who stood at the top sat cross-legged and meditated, not in the slightest.

"Zhang Xianjun, it shouldn't be that he didn't receive the news, right?"

Rong Yunhe was slightly worried.

"He's going to come. ”

Qing Qing looked at Yi Shui, and a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes.

At this time, the sky turned dark, and dark clouds gathered together, and it turned out to be a storm.

'Bang la la'

Torrential rain pours, easy water surges, and huge waves take action.

"It's coming!"

Suddenly, someone said.

Immediately afterwards, one after another Immortal Monarch powerhouses, as well as the four major sect masters, such as the Venerable Come, the World-Shaking Earth Immortal, the Fire Earth Immortal, and the Dao Xuan Zhenren, opened their eyes one after another, and looked at the east solemnly.

I saw that in the wind and rain in the distance, there was a fishing village, and there was a thatched house, standing in the wind and rain, fluttering and swaying.

'Squeak-'

Chai Fei gently pushed it away, and a young man in coarse linen clothes strode into the rain curtain.

"He's Zhang Xianjun?"

Countless people were suspicious.

I only saw that this seemingly ordinary young man strode to the bank of Yishui, and in the face of this turbulent Yishui, he seemed to be walking on the ground, stepping through the void in one step, like a true immortal descending, and came to the field in an instant.

'Shhhh

As if lightning flashed, the young man's temperament changed suddenly, and a coarse linen shirt disappeared with the wind, replaced by a white robe, shaped like a flowing cloud. The long clothes are fierce, the eyes are bright, the breath is rising, as vast as the abyss, and the whole body is shrouded in chaos, like a fairy in the dust, shocking the clouds.

It's the white-clothed Immortal King!

"Zhang Xianjun, you are finally here. ”

The peerless swordsman opened his eyes sharply and stood up.

His eyes shone with a cold rainbow, instantly crossing the void of thousands of zhang, and colliding with the golden rainbow around Zhang Yang, the void was electrified, and a dazzling spark flashed.

Countless people held their breath.

I know that this long-awaited, amazing century-old pinnacle battle is finally about to begin!

......

"It's Zhang Xianjun..."

On the Xuantie roulette, Rong Yunhe and the others all stared excitedly at the past.

"This is the legendary white-clothed immortal monarch?"

The other powerhouses, the immortal monarchs, all looked sideways, only to feel that the aura on the body of this white-clothed man seemed to be a little weird. At first glance, it is obviously just a cultivation in the late stage of Tongxuan, but it is like an abyss like the sea, and the shape is like a chaotic piece.

"This Immortal Monarch's cultivation, in the eyes of the poor monk, should already be a Great Immortal Monarch. ”

His Holiness sighed.

"Fight against Mo Fengran, and don't fall behind. The old man is obsessed with martial arts for several years, but in the end he is not as good as a young man. ”

The fire earth immortal stroked his beard and sighed.

"What a young man, I look at Zhang Xianjun, his age is not necessarily younger than ours!"

The earth-shaking immortal snorted coldly.

Only Dao Xuan Zhenren, smiling and silent, stared at the two of Xiao Xiao Yi on the water, his pupils shrank slightly, as if there was a hint of vague expectation.

'Boom!'

In the blue sky, thunder and lightning flashed, the rain curtain was like a waterfall, everyone retreated far away, and could vaguely see that there were two figures standing on the water.

"Mo Fengran?"

Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed, staring at the swordsman standing with his sword in front of him.

The breath on his body is the most powerful one Zhang Yang has seen since he entered the immortal realm, and he is sharp and powerful, and he actually has a kind of pain that burns his eyes. The sword intent rushed into the sky, as if it was about to shake Beichen, and the mana was as vast as the ocean, far surpassing those ordinary immortal monarchs. Even above the blue sky, there are very few great immortal monarchs who can be compared to him.

"Zhang Xianjun, I've been waiting for you here for three days. ”

Mo Fengran stood with his sword in his arms, his pupils were like deep pools, flashing with a hint of brilliance:

"The outside world is right, you are indeed the most amazing person hundreds of years ago. It's really worth it for you to break through!"

When Zhang Yang heard this, he chuckled and said:

"Actually, I've been waiting for you for almost a month. ”

Anya Hui had asked why Zhang Yang wanted to live in seclusion here, and Zhang Yang said that he was waiting for a piece of news, which meant that.

Originally, with Zhang Yang's idea, he might have to wait here for months or even years before he could wait for this war letter. Unexpectedly, only twenty days had passed, and the war book had arrived.

Playing with the strongest master in the fairy world is Zhang Yang's biggest prospect at the moment.

'This person's sword intent is the strongest I've ever seen, and there is no one. Moreover, this sword intent is full of hatred and anger, and it is pure killing. There is such a peerless swordsman to feed me, and I don't have to worry about heaven and man. ’

Zhang Yang thought about it, and a smile of expectation appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Xianjun, the great immortal realm, the cultivation realm can be compared to you and me, there are very few, the so-called great immortal monarch, in fact, there are no more than five people. In today's war, you and I will not die, which is a pity. ”

Mo Fengran's eyes showed deep sadness.

Mo Qing and Mo Changsheng are his two closest relatives and regard them as his own. Especially Mo Changsheng, who is his biological son, is amazingly talented, nearly thirty years old, he is the chief drama, and he is regarded by Mo Fengran as the head of the next generation of Qingyun Sect. As a result, he was killed by Zhang Yang with a sword, which was equivalent to cutting off the root of Qingyun Sect.

"I thought that on the day I got out, I would find a Dao Xuan real person and compete with him, but I didn't expect to kill a Zhang Xianjun in the sky, hurry, hurry!"

Mo Fengran looked up to the sky and laughed, leaving all the sorrow behind.

'Stuck Rub!'

A sword intent as thick as thunder pierced the void and slashed past Zhang Yang's eyes.

'Bang!'

Zhang Yang punched out head-on, and the fist collided with the sword intent, and immediately disintegrated into stars.

At the moment when Yu Wei erupted, Zhang Yang and Mo Fengran made a move at the same time.

'Boom!'

The surging mana of both sides directly shattered the rain curtain of hundreds of meters, creating a passage with a diameter of nearly a kilometer. Within this area, two vigorous true forces, staggered and crisscrossed, tumbling out like steel knives, and even the air was about to be split by the qi. Even the ordinary immortal monarchs were overwhelmed when they saw this.

"Condensation!"

It is different from Zhang Yang's fierceness and domination.

Mo Fengran raised his slender fingers, and with a slash in the air, the sword intent burst out, filling the sky with a rain curtain, and at the same time turning into a water sword. These water swords are about three inches long, and their blades are sharp and shining. In an instant, the entire heavens seemed to be filled with water swords.

"Bang-"

The water sword in the sky, like a tornado, crackled and blasted towards Zhang Yang at nearly ten times the speed of sound.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly, stomped his feet violently, the golden light shining all over his body, the golden armor was draped, he turned his body, and punched out!

"Howling in the sky!"

Suddenly, a fierce fist broke through the sky, the heavens and the earth shook, and the sun and the moon tossed for it. It is dozens of meters away from the water surface, but it directly plows out a long white waterway, and 10,000 tons of water are separated. This waterway is in the shape of a swimming dragon, like a giant dragon going out to sea, roaring for nine days.

This punch made countless immortal monarchs indifferent.

They only felt that this fist was like a raging wave, which could kill them with one blow, and this power was far beyond their level.

"Is this the Great Immortal Monarch?...

Nearly a hundred immortal monarchs trembled in their hearts.

Zhang Yang's fist strength, how fierce, how terrifying, as early as before, one punch was enough to suppress the Huangshan Sect's mountain protection array. It's like an ordinary immortal monarch, who is directly about to be blown into powder by a punch, and he can't even escape from his soul.

Even those great immortal monarchs, after seeing this, couldn't help but look stunned.

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