Since the establishment of Shenwu, the Holy Fall Peak has not been a very famous place.

The reason that really made the Holy Fall Peak some famous was the fall of the previous Holy Son of the Zhengtian Sect here.

Since then, there have been few people on the Holy Fall Peak.

As for the reason, the Holy Fall Peak is quite steep and steep, and the requirements for light power are extremely high.

On the other hand, there is nothing too surprising about the Holy Fall Peak, it is no different from ordinary peaks, and because of the former, it naturally does not attract too many people.

However!

Since the news of Fang Xiu's invitation to fight the Ink Dumping Pond spread, the Holy Fall Peak has attracted many people to come one after another.

By the eighth day of the ninth month, there were already many people from the rivers and lakes gathered on the Holy Fall Peak.

At the same time, a new round of innate rankings has also been updated.

I don't know if it's intentional or not.

Fang Xiu's ranking went from eighty-third to second on the innate list before stopping.

A second place on the innate list.

A congenital list first.

It can be said that this battle has attracted the attention of the entire Jianghu.

Even those martial arts masters who are strong are extremely concerned about this.

On the one hand, both of them fought against the martial arts master, and although their cultivation did not reach the level of a martial arts master, their cultivation was not weak.

On the other hand, it is the reason for the power behind the two.

These two points alone should not be ignored by anyone.

Buzz!

Two terrifying abyss-like avoidances suddenly descended, and with just one touch, the void shattered, as if all the light had been absorbed.

On the Holy Fall Peak, like the arrival of heavenly might, all the warriors of the rivers and lakes were pressed down like a mountain, almost out of breath, and couldn't help but look at this scene that seemed to be a sky collapse with a look of horror.

"Land Immortals!"

There is a martial arts master whose eyes are solemn to the extreme, and he said word by word.

Under the solemn eyes, there is a scorching heat that cannot be concealed.

Martial Arts Grandmaster!

Peerless powerhouse!

Don't look at the difference between the two is only one realm, but the difference is like a heaven and a land, only when you reach the realm of the peerless powerhouse can you appreciate the supreme scenery, and you can realize what is called a peerless ant.

Even if it is a martial arts master, in front of such a strong person, he will not be able to play a role in struggling.

This is already a man of two heavens and a soul!

Coercion comes and goes quickly.

When the heavens and the earth were clear, only four people suddenly appeared in the open space on the top of the peak.

Wu Dingyan put his hands behind his back, looked at the front indifferently, and said: "I didn't expect Wudang to be in charge, but the deity is a little abrupt!"

"I haven't seen you for many years, and Venerable Riyao is better than ever!"

Xuan Yin smiled gently, but there was only a dignified look in his eyes.

He never thought that the person from the Zhengtian Sect would be Wu Dingyan.

Among the Three Yao Venerables, only Wu Dingyan has the highest strength, although he has not fought with Wu Dingyan, but it is expected that the other party is not much worse than him.

As for why Wu Dingyan came, Xuan Yin also tacitly agreed.

Without him!

Guardian!

Whether it is Mo Dumping Chi or Fang Xiu, they can be regarded as the appointed candidates for the inheritance of a faction.

Wudang can't afford to lose the ink pouring pool, and Zhengtian can't afford to lose Fang Xiu.

In this case, there will be others who will attack them in disregard of their face, so as to stifle the hope of their two factions, so it is imperative to protect the way.

Even a 1 in 10 chance has to be taken seriously.

Xuan Yin and Wu Dingyan glanced at each other, and then both of them stopped talking, but left in one step.

In the same place, only Mo Dump Chi and Fang Xiu remained.

At this time, Fang Xiu was dressed in a black robe, with a jasper hairpin tied in his hair, and a sword hanging from his waist, standing there with a breeze blowing on his face.

On the other hand, Mo Dump Chi is also a sword at his waist, wearing a lilac robe, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, the sword intent is hidden, but it gives people endless threats.

Neither of them spoke or moved.

"Do you know Ouyang Sheng?"

After a long time, Mo Tingchi smiled lightly and said to himself: "Ouyang Sheng was as confident and indifferent as you back then!"

"This time, it will be you who stays at the Holy Fall Peak!"

Fang Xiu sneered and said.

Ouyang Sheng is the name of the previous Holy Son of the Zhengtian Sect.

Mo Dumping Chi mentioned Ouyang Sheng's name at this time, nothing more than to shake his determination.

If he was cowardly before he fought, there was no chance of winning that battle.

Mo Tingchi's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "I hope that your strength can be as strong as you say!"

"Kill you, that's enough!"

Rumble!

Fang Xiu's indifferent momentum disappeared, and instead he rushed into the sky with an earth-shattering battle intent, his eyes glowing with a faint golden color, like a god overlooking the world, and a punch blasted out like Mount Tai suppressed.

The change in momentum shocked Mo Tingchi's heart, but he didn't have any fear.

Boom!

The condensed sword intent spanned the Holy Fall Peak, and the long sword on Mo Dump Chi's waist flashed like silver light, and a sword stabbed out like lightning, and the pure and surging sword intent suddenly moved.

The tip of the sword stabbed into Fang Xiu's fist, and a terrifying aftermath erupted centered on the two.

"Flesh training?"

Feeling the strength coming from the sword's body, as well as the obstacle that the long sword could not advance, Mo Tianchi's eyes froze, his body floated away like a wing, and the long sword drew a circular sword circle and turned into countless sword qi condensation.

"I'd like to see if you can block a few swords!"

The killing intent of the ink pouring pool emerged, and countless sword qi bombarded away like a rain of swords.

Facing the oncoming sword qi, Fang Xiu did not retreat or dodge, stepped out of the cracks in the earth in one step, and blasted out a fist with shocking intent.

Suddenly!

The killing intent rose to the sky, endless killing erupted, and the picture of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood and bones appeared with this punch.

Extreme Boxing - The Way of Killing!

Bang!

The two bombarded together, like meteors meeting, and the violent Gang Qi escaped out, cracking the cracks of the great earthquake and falling the rolling rocks.

The peak of the Holy Fall Peak seemed to tremble slightly.

The warriors of the rivers and lakes who saw this scene were all horrified.

The mountain-shaking blow was completely beyond their expectations.

Even those martial arts masters were quite solemn at this time, and they could feel the power contained in both sides.

This blow!

has gone beyond the innate category, and is not weaker than the martial arts master.

However, this is just the beginning.

In the field.

The killing intent is roaring, and the sword intent is soaring into the air!

Regardless of the sword qi coming to him, Fang Xiu used the most forceful means to break it, and the three ways of the Extreme Fist were exerted to the extreme for the first time in his hands.

Killing the Way!

Overlord Dao!

Extreme Boxing!

The fist intent sometimes descends like a demon god, sometimes it looks at the world, and finally changes into a pure punch.

This punch is the ultimate in martial arts!

This punch is the ultimate in boxing!

The eleven acupuncture points in Fang Xiu's body shook wildly, and a Extreme Fist Dao blasted out, and the vast qi and blood instantly pushed the power of this punch to a peak.

The sword intent turned into a violent wind, and then turned into a sword domain to descend.

The ink pouring pool stood in the sword domain, like a sword saint who reigned over the world, and a sword slashed out like a long river rushing down, powerful enough to destroy everything.