On the square outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, thousands of people gathered here, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

The disciples of Taipingguan knew that there would be a peak duel next, and both sides were first-class top masters, and they both had high expectations for this big battle.

Before the abbot appeared, the discussion about the competition between the two had already begun.

As the people of the Taiping Temple, they are naturally biased towards the Taiping Temple, and most of them said that the Taiping Temple will abuse the abbot of Biyun Temple in blood, proving that the Taiping Temple is the martial arts holy land of Dayan, and the Biyun Temple is just a waste of fame.

Guan Weiqing went out to check in advance, he went all the way to the mountain gate, and then to the mountain, but he didn't find any trace of the Shenwei battalion army, and immediately knew that I was lying, and turned back to Biyun Temple to report the situation to the second prince Murong Hang.

"Second prince, I have been to the mountains, but I have not found the shadow of the Shenwei camp."

Guan Weiqing approached Murong Hang and whispered.

When Murong Hang heard Guan Weiqing's words, he couldn't help but sneer on the spot, and said, "This Mo Xiaokun is playing tricks again, and he wants to bluff us again?" Well, there's no need to talk nonsense with them, just prepare to destroy Biyun Temple. ”

When the Taiping Guan Guan Master heard Murong Hang's words on the side, he immediately frowned and said, "No matter how you want to deal with Biyun Temple and Mo Xiaokun, you have to talk about it after I have competed with the abbot." ”

When Murong Hang heard the words of the Taiping Guan Lord, he shouted on the spot: "Master, we can't miss the opportunity to destroy Biyun Temple and Mo Xiaokun, we have to seize the opportunity." ”

The Lord of the Taiping Temple sneered: "My greatest wish is to have a head-to-head duel with the abbot of Biyun Temple to prove that the Taiping Temple is the authentic martial arts, I don't understand your so-called opportunity, and I don't want to understand." No one is allowed to make a fuss before the competition, you know? ”

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, there is a faint majesty between the eyebrows.

Although Murong Hang is the prince, he is also a disciple of the Lord of the Taiping Temple, and he needs to use the power of the Taiping Temple, seeing that the Lord of the Temple said this, he had to sigh helplessly, it is very likely that he will miss a great opportunity.

The people of Taipingguan waited for a while in the square outside the main hall, and finally saw the abbot appear at the door of the main hall.

At this moment, the abbot seems to be a different person, his face is radiant, wearing a brocade robe, holding a Zen staff, and his every move reveals a powerful momentum.

Behind the abbot were me and the disciples of the Ming generation, and behind them were the other monks, except for me and a few monks who had not participated in the battle, and the other monks were basically more or less injured.

But at this moment, they have swept away the previous decline and become full of energy.

The abbot wants to duel head-on with the Lord of the Taiping Temple, and this battle of the century, without any atmosphere rendering, the atmosphere of the scene has reached an unprecedented height.

This may be the duel between the top two grandmasters in Dayan, and everyone on the scene, including me, may only have a chance once in a lifetime to see the peak duel of the two factions of martial arts with their own eyes.

Even though I didn't want the abbot to compete with the Taipingguan Lord at such a time, I began to look forward to it knowing that I couldn't change it.

Although I am already a celebrity in Dayan, and my prestige shocks the world, but in terms of strength, I am not top-notch, I also want to see what kind of realm is it when martial arts are practiced to the extreme?

The abbot walked to the square, raised his hand to let us stop, and then carried the Zen staff and walked step by step to the opposite side of the Taiping Temple.

The master of the Taiping Temple raised his hand and motioned for the disciples of the Taiping Temple to step back, and at the same time gave a loud order: "Today's duel is a fair duel between me and the abbot master, if any Taiping Guan disciple interferes, it will be regarded as violating the rules of the sect and will be expelled from the sect immediately!" ”

The Taiping Guanguan is arrogant and does not want anyone to interfere, which makes the competition lose its fairness, making people feel that he is invincible, and every word of this sentence is sonorous and powerful, and it is irresistible!

"Yes, Lord!"

The heroic momentum of the Taiping Guan Guan Master makes all the disciples proud, this is their Guan Master, the unrivaled great master in the world.

The Lord of the Taiping Guan Guan immediately raised the wide and simple sword in his hand, which looked plain, but in his hand, it naturally exuded a powerful aura, which people would never dare to despise.

His sword was finally unsheathed, and since he went up the mountain, the sword of the Taiping Guan Guan Lord had not been pulled out, and it was not unsheathed until this moment.

The speed of drawing the sword was very slow, slowly, and the sword body was revealed inch by inch, as if it tugged at the heartstrings of everyone at the scene.

Invisibly, the air at the scene seemed to be condensed, filled with a tense atmosphere.

The Zen staff in the abbot's hand is very long, one head higher than the abbot, and the ring on the top of the Zen staff is shining.

I looked at the two people in the room, and the anticipation in my heart reached an unprecedented height.

Finally, the Lord of the Taiping Temple threw his sword scabbard to the ground and walked quickly to the abbot.

Although his steps are fast, every step seems to contain great strength, full of terrifying momentum.

It's fast, but it's more dignified.

The Taiping Guan Guan Master took out a sword, unpretentious, simple, slow, and it didn't seem to have anything special, just like a sword stabbed by a person who didn't know anything about martial arts.

The abbot raised his Zen staff and suddenly grabbed the sword of the Taiping Guan Lord, and there was a piercing sound of gold and iron on the ground, and sparks flew up.

The fierceness of the collision can be imagined, and it officially shows the strength collision behind the first round of confrontation between the two.

The first round of collision was not exciting, and the two then fought with swords and sticks.

The sword of the Lord of the Taiping Temple is always close to the abbot's whole body, and each sword is not fast, but it is just right, and it is always attacked at the most opportune time.

Many disciples with average strength on the scene couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed when they saw such a competition, which formed an extremely sharp inverse with the expectations in their hearts.

Although the visual effect is not gorgeous, not as fast as imagined, and so dizzying, the collision between the two is real, and every time it is a contest of strength.

After fighting for a while, there was still no difference between victory and defeat, and the speed of the Taiping Guan Lord's sword finally began to accelerate, his swordsmanship and body technique were completely integrated, the swordsmanship accelerated, and the body technique was also accelerated.

Although the sword is shorter than the Zen staff, he always surrounds the abbot's body and constantly attacks the abbot from all directions.

The abbot was still the same, standing in place, constantly blocking the attacks of the Taiping Guan Guan with the Zen staff in his hand.

The rotation speed of the Taiping Guan Guan Lord is getting faster and faster, at the beginning, every time the pace moves, every time the sword is out, even if the strength is the weakest, the disciples who have just started can see it clearly, but later, after his rotation accelerated, he turned into a circle of gray shadows, as if the abbot was being besieged by dozens of Taiping Guan Lords.

Such a body technique, such a sword technique, the visual effect created gradually became gorgeous, not to mention ordinary disciples, even the masters of the two factions couldn't help but look relaxed.

When I saw the two of them, I couldn't help but compare myself with myself, this is a shame when I was on the board, like this, I may not be able to reach it in my lifetime.

Seeing that the abbot had not won for a long time, Mingruo began to worry, and said beside me, "Will the abbot lose?" ”

The other disciples of Biyun Temple were also extremely worried, and they all looked at me.

The fight between the abbot and the lord of the Taiping Temple has not been decided until now, and even the signs of victory and defeat have not been shown.

I can't help but worry, although the abbot said it was okay just now, but I was worried that if he fought for too long, his body would not be able to bear it.

The people on Murong Hang's side were more optimistic, although they had not yet divided the upper hand, they had an almost blind trust in the strength of the Taiping Guan Lord, believing that the victory of the Taiping Guan Guan was only a matter of time.

When he was in a stalemate, suddenly the abbot shouted violently, his eyes were threatening, and the Zen staff in his hand seemed to be suddenly powerful, and he swept towards the figure of the Taiping Guan Lord.

The speed of the Taiping Guan Guan is too fast, in our opinion, it is impossible to capture its trajectory, and there are shadows all around, but the abbot can feel it clearly, and this staff is directed at the Taiping Guan Lord.