Huashan, one of the five mountains of Huaguo, is located in the Qinling Mountains, is the division of the north and south of China, stretching for dozens of kilometers, according to legend, it is also the birthplace of Chinese civilization, even Qin Shi Huang went to this first sacrifice.

In addition to the most famous Sword Sect on Huashan, there are several Taoist sects, but after the founding of the country, martial artists and warlocks were forbidden to go out, so it was just a Taoist temple for visitors to visit.

The third day after the new year. Warriors from all over China have gone one after another, and even some Northeast warriors wearing big cotton jackets have come one after another, they missed the battle of the Heavenly Master in the Yellow Sea before, and if they miss the battle of the Heavenly Master in the center of China again, they will probably regret it for a lifetime.

Baodan Heavenly Master is a heavenly dragon, even a hundred years ago, there are not a few of them, and the battle of Heavenly Masters is not known once in a lifetime.

Now Huashan is almost blocked by people from the military region for a hundred miles, and the main mountain road of Huashan is naturally blocked, and it is almost impossible to take the avenue up the mountain.

If you want to go to Huashan, you can only walk through the most famous dangers in Huashan.

Canglong Ridge, Changkong Plank Road, Thousand Feet Building, Hundred Feet Gorge, Laojun Furrow.

This section is a dangerous road that ordinary people have to be extremely careful to pass, but for warriors and warlocks, it is just walking on the ground.

Some of the bigwigs who are qualified to enter with bodyguards look at each other with their heads held high. You can see the warriors speeding by on the dangerous road of Huashan.

For them, the past two days were the most tormenting, and they could only wait at the foot of Huashan Mountain, waiting for the first battle a few days later.

On the third day, they reached the top of Mount Hua. However, he saw that all the disciples in the Sword Sect were either treating or carrying medicines, and almost the entire foundation of Huashan was moved.

"It turns out that the martial arts forum said that the white-clothed Heavenly Master's sword suppressed all the sword sects in Huashan, which is true!"

Many martial artists sighed, the dignified Huashan Sword Sect, there are hundreds of people, and they were abolished by the white-clothed Heavenly Master, even the extremely large-scale Huashan Sword Debate decades ago, there was no such damage, that is, within a hundred years, it was difficult for the Huashan Sword Sect to recover its vitality.

But when everyone felt a faint coercion of the Heavenly Master, they raised their heads and looked at the sky, and saw a flying sword in the sky, and a person was sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, and he had a childish face. With a pale beard, a cyan robe gently swayed with the breeze, unfazed, as if an immortal was in the world.

"Sword rides the wind!"

"It is rumored that the Heavenly Master of Baodan, who was not born for a hundred years, is now one hundred and fifty years old, right?"

A spell cultivator looked up, his eyes narrowed, and he said heavily: "Although it is one hundred and fifty years of life, the vitality of the predecessor of Sword Chengfeng is stronger than any of us present, and the true energy on his body is surging, which is more comparable to a real person who cultivates the law, and it is the most terrifying existence I have ever seen." ”

When everyone heard this, there was a burst of awe in their eyes, such a hundred years of existence, even if they looked at the whole country, there were not a few people.

"The white-clothed Heavenly Master is even more afraid, the sword almost wiped out the Huashan Sword Sect, and even the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor Sword Chengfeng, who had retired for a hundred years, was forced out, but it's okay, otherwise we won't see this battle of the Heavenly Master. ”

Speaking of the white-clothed Heavenly Master, none of these people gasped, even if it was the sword riding the wind above that was resting and concentrating, they all moved slightly.

There are too many titles poured into him, a hundred years of demons, the first person in Huaguo, the general of Huaguo, and the instructor of the dragons, which one is not the most resounding party.

"The white-clothed Heavenly Master once killed the Korean Heavenly Master Li Chenghao, so he didn't know that the sword riding the wind could stop the white-clothed Heavenly Master and end his legend. ”

"Don't be stupid, how can Li Chenghao compare to the sword and the wind? Although the two are both heavenly masters, the strength between them is simply the difference between the heavens, especially in Huashan, this is the battlefield of the sword and the wind, even if the white-clothed heavenly master comes, he will suffer three points. ”

Over time. More and more warriors climbed Mount Hua, and the halfway up the mountain was almost overcrowded, but on the peak of Mount Hua, there was always only one person who was sword riding the wind.

At most, those martial artists and warlocks went down the mountainside with a sword and rode the wind, not because they didn't want to watch this Heavenly Master duel up close, but because the power of the Heavenly Master would collapse at every turn, and if they were in the same environment, they were afraid that they would be killed by the aftermath of an attack in an instant.

The battle of the grandmaster still has to choose a place like Xuanwu Lake that is not easy to reach, let alone a heavenly master whose strength is even greater, and every move can mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

"I don't think the white-clothed Heavenly Master will come. "For a long time, a martial arts master spoke.

"Impossible, the white-clothed Heavenly Master even dared to provoke the entire South Korea, how could he retreat because of the sword of the Huashan Sword Sect. Another grandmaster retorted.

The surrounding martial artists also nodded their heads again and again, feeling that the white-clothed Heavenly Master would definitely come back today.

"No, you think, this is Huashan, the home of the sword and the wind. If the white-clothed Heavenly Master fights with Jian Chengfeng here, both the momentum and the advantage will be suppressed by Jian Chengfeng, and the odds of victory will naturally be greatly reduced. Fight the Celestial Master in other places. ”

When everyone heard it, it seemed that this was also the truth, in the past three days, Jian Chengfeng had been hidden in Huashan, until this last day, Jian Chengfeng leisurely rode the flying sword across the sky.

As long as you think about it a little, you know that there must be a problem, but I am afraid that the Hongmen banquet has been set up, and I am just waiting for the white-clothed grandmaster to come to the banquet.

Just when everyone was speculating, they suddenly heard a noise under the mountain. There seemed to be a chorus of dissuasion, but they all quickly faded away, and only the sound of footsteps remained.

The hearing of many warriors was so sharp that nothing under the mountain could escape their ears, but before they could hear what was being said. I saw a figure slowly walking up the mountain road, not slow, as if it was a tourist who came to play.

"The white-clothed Heavenly Master is here!"

"I thought he was going to go up the air, across two thousand meters above sea level, and this way of appearing was too ordinary. ”

"It's really a little too simple, the sword riding the wind up the mountain is just afraid that it is all the sword and the same heavenly master, which has already lost in the aura. ”

"Do you think he's here to surrender?"

"It's really possible, Huashan talks about swords, and he doesn't even bring a sword. Don't you want to make peace?"

Thanks to the Jianghu Know-it-all, he only listed the names of the king's supernatural powers, not the effects and the details of the use process, otherwise this group of people should know that the white-clothed Heavenly Master did not have any weapons on his body, and everything was supernatural and self-generated!

In the limelight. I saw a man with long hair fluttering, like an ancient, standing with his hands in his hands, indifferently walking on the top of Mount Hua, although many martial artists have not seen the true face of the white-clothed Heavenly Master, but today even the sword riding the wind is wearing a cyan robe, dare to wear white clothes, at this time still dare to go to the top of the mountain, only the white-clothed Heavenly Master is not bad.

Sure enough, as soon as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, many martial artists could sense that the sword on the peak of that day was moving with the wind and eyebrows. A sound full of real energy eruptions shook like a bell, spreading throughout Huashan.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, are you still here after all? I didn't expect you to be so bold that you really dare to fight me on Mount Hua!"

The king stood with his hands in his hands, standing halfway up the mountainside. Looking up at the peak slightly, he frowned.

"Sword riding the wind, old man, you use my partner to force each other, and you still get cheap and obedient here, don't you think it's stupid to pretend to be an unfathomable posture in front of many Chinese warriors!"

As soon as these words came out, there was no sound on the peak, and everyone seemed to be able to see Jian Chengfeng deflated, with a look of iron on his face.

Choke to death the ancestor of ten thousand swords in one sentence, a hundred-year-old heavenly master, only a white-clothed heavenly master in the world dares to be like this!

In an instant, everyone saw a sudden change in thunder, and the king lightly stepped into the void, and his feet were like dragonflies pointing into the void, and his body instantly lengthened hundreds of meters, and he stepped directly into the air!

He stepped on it. It was like stepping on an invisible staircase, and each step was a hundred meters upward, and it almost disappeared from everyone's eyes in less than a moment.

Huashan is more than 2,000 meters above sea level, even if it is halfway up the mountain, it is a distance of 1,000 meters, and the king's disciple tramples across the void for thousands of meters, almost against the sky, even the grandmaster who boasted before is ashamed of it!

Wang Tu stepped on the void, and he was already at eye level with Jian Chengfeng, if it was about martial arts, at this moment he had already won the sword and the wind, and the sword and the wind still needed to stand with a flying sword, and Wang Tu had been able to stand firmly in the void, and it was two thousand meters in the air, the air was thin.

He made a move into the void, spread out his palm, and saw a fire lotus fall on the palm of his hand, and as soon as he grasped it, it burst into flames in the sky, and then contracted and solidified in the blink of an eye, and finally turned into a red crystal long sword.

Wang Tu pointed at his sword, facing the cold wind, and said coldly.

"The sword rides the wind, Huashan talks about the sword, I'm here!"