On the second day, early in the morning,

It was just dawn, and the sun had not yet completely risen in the east, when the horizon was swirling and the fog was everywhere.

The Falling Moon Peak, which was always steep and uninhabited, was overcrowded, and as far as the eye could see, it was surrounded by cultivators who had come from nearby.

In the face of such a grand event, and it is also a showdown between the younger generations, such a big gimmick, most people don't want to miss it, they all want to know who will be the name of the so-called first generation of young people?

Is it the Southwest Sword Saint Lin Yunche?

Or is it the Northland Ground Master Fang Ping?

Or is it neither, but people from other forces? such as the major families and the Daogong Academy of the Ninth Bureau.

"In my opinion, the first person of this young generation must be the Southwest Sword Saint, although Fang Ping's strength is also strong, but it is still a little worse, not enough to be on the fire.

Some time ago,

I was fortunate enough to see the Southwest Sword Saint use a sword, my obedient, at that time, the momentum was overwhelming, sweeping everything, so scared that I didn't dare to move at all.

If that sword were to face me, I guess I would definitely not be able to escape. ”

On the mountainside,

A young man with a young face and a gray robe leaned against the mountain, saliva splashed everywhere and exaggerated everywhere.

Looking at the terrifying posture and all kinds of touting, it was almost the Southwest Sword Saint Lin Yunche to the sky, and he was directly offered to the tablet.

"Really?"

"Is this Southwest Sword Saint Lin Yunche really so strong?"

After hearing the words,

A big man next to him stopped his steps and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, can this be false?"

"Everyone in the world says that the Southwest Sword Saint is extremely arrogant and doesn't take others seriously, but they don't know his terrifying strength, of course he is qualified to do so. ”

When the young monk heard the question, he became even more energetic.

If you open your mouth wide, you will squirt violently, and the saliva will almost hit other people's faces, and you will almost wash your face directly.

"Oh, I see!"

"Among the younger generation, the Southwest Sword Saint is the strongest. ”

"Thank you for telling me!"

The voice has not yet fallen,

Not far away,

An old man with gray hair and gray hair walked up:

"No, no, from the old man's point of view, between Lin Yunche and Fang Ping, Fang Ping should have a better chance of winning.

"Although Fang Ping became a monk halfway, he inherited the Taoism of his predecessors, and the technique of the leylines in one hand is supernatural and varied, and this son has a stable heart, which is not comparable to Lin Yunche, and he will definitely be regarded as a great weapon in the future. ”

"In this decisive battle, the old man is more optimistic about Fang Ping. ”

After that,

The old man touched his gray beard, and the corners of his mouth made two "tsk" sounds, as if he was very satisfied with his words.

"Northland Earth Master, Fang Ping?"

"Compared to the Southwest Sword Saint, does Fang Ping have a better chance of winning?"

Hearing this,

The bearded man, who hadn't taken two steps away, turned back again, asked with a puzzled face.

"Of course. ”

"The old man has been walking in the world for more than 80 years, when did he miss someone?

The old man patted his chest with an oath and made a bold promise.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"I'll just say, this Southwest Sword Saint is all fancy, how can it be the first person of the younger generation, of course, it's still the Arctic Master Fang Ping. ”

"I'll go!"

"Daoyou, you just said that the Southwest Sword Saint is powerful, how can your kung fu change in the blink of an eye, don't you have to be so fast. ”

Hearing this, the young monk was dumbfounded.

It's really that the process of transformation is so fast that he doesn't even react, just exhale.

Well, since that's the case, there's no need to persuade anymore.

Looking at this situation, this guy must be a wall grass, his heart is not firm, and what he says is equivalent to saying it in vain, and he wastes his tongue in vain.

Wait until the two of them leave,

The woman beside the young monk said, "I said, you boy, can this idea work? What if we win and others refuse to give it to us?"

"Sister, don't worry. ”

"Let's definitely do it, it's just a special case just now, it doesn't count, as for the debt, then they have to weigh whether they have the ability.

We are the Xu family, the leader of the family, and the head of the family is a successful catastrophe, you are the true monarch of Jindan, the first person in the world, I think which one dares to hack us. ”

"That makes sense, so let's do it. ”

The woman seemed persuaded to reply like this.

After saying that,

The two men took a step and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Falling Moon Peak,

The highest mountain in the Falling Moon Mountain Range can reach more than 3,000 meters, the mountain is steep and steep, and it is not like other peaks, the aura is very rich,

On the contrary, the concentration of aura is very poor, which is not conducive to normal cultivation at all.

So

In normal times, no one came to Luoyue Peak at all, not to mention the benefits, and it was possible to fall off the cliff and lose his life in vain.

But

Today, because of the decisive battle, the entire Falling Moon Peak is in an extremely crowded state, up and down, full of people inside and out, if it is late, it will not be able to squeeze in at all.

Luoyue Peak is not like other peaks, at the top of it, it is not steep but unusually flat, with a large flat land, as if someone has cut it with a knife.

And this flat land is the location of today's duel between the two.

"It's open!"

"It's open!"

"It's open!"

"The odds of the Southwest Sword Master are 0.8, and the odds of the Northland Earth Master are 2.5!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the first person of the young generation has a grand opening, and if you want to make a quick buck, hurry up and place a bet. ”

"Only 1,000 bets, 100,000 caps!"

"Hurry up, everyone, don't miss it!"

Just as everyone was waiting for the noon decision, a different shout came from a corner.

"Huh, what do you mean?"

"Betting? It can't be that handicap, right?"

"Who is this man? actually opened a plate here, it is really an old birthday star who has a long life, I don't know how thick the sky is, beware of being brought by someone to bring the goods to a nest. ”

Suddenly

Some people sneered, feeling that the opening of the market did not make any sense, but would invite death.

But

Someone else was also interested, walked up, and asked:

"Daoyou, which one are you?"

"Dare to open like this, aren't you afraid of being served in a pot or something?"

"One pot?"

"What a big breath!"

"Even if it's someone from the Xu family, does he dare to do this?"

Immediately, Xu Chunhui's face turned cold.

The momentum belonging to the innate realm was released little by little, oppressing the surrounding air.

"Xu family!"

"Innate Realm!"

Sanxiu was horrified in his heart, and the beads of sweat on his head fell in large drops:

"My God, it turned out to be a member of the Xu family, no wonder I have this confidence, let alone a congenital monk, I stepped forward to ask, isn't it a lantern in the toilet - looking for death?"

At this time, he,

I regretted it in my heart, for fear that the Xu family in front of me would understand him directly in a fit of anger.

Even if he dies here, there is absolutely no one to hold him accountable, there is no point, and he is even more daring.