Chapter 43: The Zenith (1)

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the palace master's figure did not move at all, only a strong wind surged by, blowing her veiled extremely long hair.

Looking at the air again, Xuan Yu held a flaming long sword, the golden and white color was dazzling, and it became a slashing momentum, facing the head of the silver dragon.

"Break!" Xuan Yu shouted, the strength of his whole body burst out, concentrated on his hand, a forward strike, sound, burst rolling, and instantly shattered the silver Jackie Chan sword light.

As soon as he shattered, his momentum did not decrease, and he immediately turned into a sharp man, falling from mid-air and crashing into the silver-clothed man.

When the man saw Xuan Yu's move, his face changed, but there was a glint in his eyes, "Okay!" shouted, he stepped into the air, his arm bent, and then ejected out, punched, and rushed into the Xuan Yu Fire Sword.

In front of him was a fierce fist wind, cutting Xuan Yu's skin, but he suddenly withdrew his sword, turned his palm into a fist, shook hard, and resisted purely with his body.

It's not that Xuan Yu despises his opponent, it's just that he is practicing his body, and pure hand-to-hand combat is beneficial to him and harmless.

"Bang!" A dull and violent sound suddenly echoed, and a violent wind and wave, centered on the place where the two touched, churned and spread, blowing a piece of people's clothes flying, raising their hands to cover their eyes.

Xuan Yu only felt a shock to his bones, and his body flew out involuntarily, and then he stomped violently on his feet, and the air burst at the moment, and he also stopped.

As for the silver-clothed young pavilion master, he only took four or five steps back, but his eyes were also full of surprise.

"Haha, happy, three days later, I'll wait for you!"

He suddenly laughed, shook his sword, and immediately swept away with the man in gray, disappearing into the sky.

And that loud voice lingered and endured.

Xue approached at this time and stopped beside Xuan Yu, "It's really a lesson." Her eyes were light and her voice was cold.

"Zenith Talks...... It seems that we will not be able to escape this troubled water. Xuan Yu smiled helplessly, a little bitter.

"Alas, this is a grand meeting of the sixteen immortal factions in the southeast of the mainland, mainly for the younger generation of people to compete, from which you can also see the strength and future of each faction. The palace master explained on the side.

"This is once every ten years, and now as a member of the Liuli Palace, I don't know if you are lucky or unlucky. ”

"And this time, it was held in the Yin Sword Pavilion, which was quite hostile to the Liuli Palace. "The palace master said.

"Of course, it's good luck, it's a rare opportunity to compete with many young masters. When Xuan Yu heard this, he loosened his bones, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Godmother, we will go, and I will also make a modest contribution to the Liuli Palace. ”

Xue bowed to the palace master and said softly.

"Okay, okay!" the Liuli Palace Master smiled, touched Xue's head, and almost hugged her and kissed her.

"In three days, we will go to the Yin Sword Pavilion and show them our strength!"

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In the past three days, Xuan Yu stepped up his cultivation body, operated into the realm, and finally accumulated a lot of money and entered the seventh order of the Rehmannia Realm.

He didn't suppress himself this time, because the young masters of the Yin Sword Pavilion, including the young palace masters of the Liuli Palace, were all at the peak of the Dihuang Realm, and if the realm level was much worse, it would be very difficult to face it.

As for the body, it is not difficult for him to break the boulder simply with his strength now.

Soon, the day came, Xuan Yu and Xue, the palace master and Xueqin, and the two elder-like people all stood at the boundary of the formation.

Two elders, a man and a woman, the woman has silver hair, veiled, many ageless outlines, white eyes, cold inside, the male crane hair and childish face, between the eyebrows are full of spirit, the eyes are radiant, and the depths contain toughness.

Originally, a few big disciples were going to go, but they were blown away by the young pavilion master before, and they saw Xuan Yu's previous strength, so they knew that they were weak and went to retreat and practice.

In the cheers and send-off of the onlookers, the six people stepped into the air, the formation was in the sky, and it also had its effect, but with the elder palace master, it still came out very quickly, and then a colorful frame soared from a gorgeous brilliance and landed in front of several people.

When I got into the car, the long wind suddenly rose, and the colorful light directly dyed half of the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the frame had flown straight for 100 meters.

Walking in the sky on a blazing day, the mountains are covered with sunlight, like a colorful beast, quietly and majestically.

A seven-colored meteor instantly streaked through the air, passed through the sun, and brought a gorgeous tail, and in a moment it had jumped over a mountain.

At noon, Xuan Yu lifted the curtain and looked, but saw that among the undulating mountains, a very high peak flashed out, its width and length were huge, and a shadow was pressed out.

Above the mountain peak in front of him, it was completely inserted into the clouds, like a majestic sword, piercing the sky.

Xuan Yu could still see the place near the sky, a white expanse, like a pile of ice and snow.

As he was looking, he saw more streamers, flying in all directions, and then flying in the sky, and in an instant, rushing into the extremely high clouds.

Xuan Yu also felt that he was sitting down and rising, and at present, the mountains and rocks were blurred, and the colorful car of the Liuli Palace was also swept towards the clouds.

"The zenith said, it turned out to be in heaven. Snow poked her little head out and said.

"It's just that the Yin Sword Pavilion is built on the peak of the clouds, and six of the sixteen immortal sects are at this height, so it is called the zenith, and every time the venue is in these six factions. The palace master smiled and looked at the slender and cute figure of Xue crooked to the side, and said.

The color of ice and snow galloped in front of him, the frame with a gorgeous tail, submerged into the clouds, Xuan Yu felt a flower in front of him, suddenly, up and down, left and right, front and back, a storm and clouds changed.

This cloud on the cloud, surrounded by a car frame, a young man with an extraordinary temperament, or floating in the air, or standing on the ground, his eyes flashing with hot light, his face full of spirit.

Looking at it from afar, the scenery is really like a fairy land, between the craggy and huge mountains and rocks, the river is rushing, the pavilion is towering, carrying the steaming air, the silver and white color, the highest building is built by the clouds, the tip seems to have a flying pavilion, if the top is far away.

And in front of the tallest building, it seems that a rift valley has been split by the qi of the divine sword, which is deep and wide, surrounded by clouds and mountains and mist, and the edge is pressing.

"This is the Yin Sword Valley of the Yin Sword Pavilion, there is a sword qi coil in it, even if the strength is not at the peak of the Dihuang Realm, it will be pushed and floated in the air by the qi waves, so this is the venue for the competition. The Liuli Palace Lord looked at the deep valley thoughtfully and said.

"But whether you can make a natural move on this valley depends on your ability. The crane-haired old man stroked his sleeves and said lightly.

Xuan Yu looked around, wanting to see the situation of the so-called Sixteen Great Immortal Sects, and Xue also had big beautiful eyes, looking at it like a curious baby.

Turning to look at the stunning faces of the people around him, Xuan Yu always felt that it was difficult for good things to happen.

"On your right hand side is the Gate to Heaven. The silver-haired female elder said to the three young men.

Xuan Yu then looked at it, and saw a few guys dressed in fairy style sleeves stepping into the air, with a strange aura around them, as if they were about to float far away at any time.

Looking closely at their palms, they are all as white as jade, as if there is a faint brilliance, and they rotate on them.