In the secret realm of Kunlun, the wind is surging.

Qingyang City.

Li Mu is indeed in retreat.

However, he was not in retreat to prepare for Jiang Xiaoyao.

Instead, make full use of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the Kunlun Secret Realm, temper the fuselage, and improve cultivation.

Moreover, Li Mu finally made up his mind and began to cultivate the mysteries of time.

The mystery of time is the strongest force that Li Mu comprehended in his last life.

It's still on top of his sword.

It's just that before, because his cultivation had not yet recovered to a sufficient realm, and the vitality of the outside world was not strong, Li Mu had never been in a hurry to cultivate.

And now, the time is almost there.

During the few days of Li Mu's retreat, Qingyang City was boiling and hot.

Countless old men of the Haoran Righteous Alliance gathered from all directions.

It was not until this time that many people realized how strong and deeply rooted the Haoran Righteous Alliance was back then.

It has been shattered for ten years, and it has been suppressed and exterminated by the Martial Arts Alliance, and to this day, there is still such an incredible cohesion.

And because of the relationship between the battle, the strangulation of the Martial Arts Alliance against the Haoran Righteous Qi Alliance has stopped.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the battle has arrived.

Countless powerhouses in the Kunlun Secret Realm often watched the battle in the mountains.

The Dead Mountain is in a large river about 100,000 miles away from Qingyang City.

This piece of Daze, the water area is wide, thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, the clouds are steaming and foggy, and it does not disperse all year round, and there are many strange beasts in it.

The mountain is located in the center of Daze and is divided into seven peaks.

The highest peak, known as the Peak of Death.

The surrounding six peaks, respectively, occupy six directions, arching and guarding the main peak.

The decisive battle is on the main peak of the deceased in the very center.

The day before the decisive battle, there were already countless martial arts powerhouses, sect forces, came to Dazezhong, climbed the six peaks around them, each chose the best position from the perspective, stopped on it, and waited for the start of the war.

There is no doubt that the final outcome of this battle will have a significant impact on the future power structure of the Kunlun Secret Realm.

Layers of morning haze.

The red sun has not yet jumped over the horizon.

Shout!

A sword light broke through the air.

"Could it be that the mysterious powerhouse has descended?"

Someone exclaimed.

"No, it's He Wuxin. ”

Another person's eyes were sharp, and he quickly recognized it, the figure in the knife light, wearing a new suit, was not very old, about thirty years old, with good facial features, eyebrows like knives, flying obliquely into the sideburns, appearing on the southeast peak, a fierce knife aura, instantly diffused from this mountain peak, so that the people around have a sense of awe.

Onlookers looked sideways.

The name of the magic knife He Wuxin, in the Kunlun secret realm, is not inferior to Jiang Xiaoyao's prestige.

It was rumored that He Wuxin might be able to challenge the first name of Kunlun of [Qingtian Ancestor].

Today, Jiang Xiaoyao fought with the mysterious peerless powerhouse of the Haoran Righteous Qi Alliance, which even led him to appear.

The atmosphere of the great war rose several levels in an instant.

Before the time of the war, there is still time for a stick of incense.

On the southwest peak, there are already strong people gathered in the Martial Dao Alliance.

The three deputy alliance masters, the seven heavenly kings, the ten rudder masters, the thirty-two protectors, the incense masters and hall masters of all walks of life, a total of hundreds of people, occupied the entire southwest wind, and the momentum was violent.

The other forces and cultivators on the southwest peak had to hide a little farther away.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my Martial Arts Alliance has taken a fancy to this peak, so please find another place. ”

Miao Sanshi, the two-meter-tall, giant ape-like deputy leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, [King of Force], raised his chin and looked arrogant at the other people on the peak.

The forces of all parties and the scattered cultivators did not dare to oppose the Martial Arts Alliance, and left one after another.

Everyone dares to be angry but does not dare to speak.

Only a scholar in a white robe who looked thin said dissatisfiedly: "We came to this peak first, the so-called first-come, first-served, why are you so domineering later?"

"Huh?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on this scholar.

Thin, well-faced, not handsome, with fair skin, the white robe looks very old, and the pulp is very clean.

The key is that this scholar does not have much true yuan fluctuation on his body, nor does he have any oppressive force, so he is not a master at first glance.

"What nonsense are you talking about, stinky boy, shut up and follow me. ”

An old man with a goatee and long beard next to him was startled and hurriedly pulled the white-clothed scholar.

"Huh, it's Xishan Qiaoyin, what's the matter, your apprentice?"

Miao Sanshi's eyes were cold, staring at the old man with a goatee and beard.

"No, no, no, it's not an old apprentice, I met him on the road, and I actually don't know him......"

Xishan Qiaoyin waved his hands like fans, denied it continuously, and then arrived: "This kid doesn't seem to be from the martial arts, he is a stinky scholar who reads stupidly, Miao League Master, you don't remember villains, don't be like him, I'll take him away......"

But the scholar in white said: "It was originally true, how unreasonable." ”

The eyes of the others around looked at this scholar like a fool.

Miao Sanshi laughed: "Hehe, it seems that the name of my Martial Arts Alliance is no longer very useful, today, I have to ......"

The voice did not fall.

"Hehe, Brother Ye, why are you bothering with those insects and beetles, why don't you come and watch the battle with me. ”

On the southeast peak, a voice sounded, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

It was the voice of the magic knife He Wuxin.

He was looking towards the southwest peak from a distance of several hundred meters.

Everyone was stunned.

Brother Ye?

Who is the Magic Knife talking to?

Being able to be called 'Brother Ye' by the magic knife He Wuxin is definitely not an ordinary person.

In the entire Kunlun Secret Realm, there is only one person.

Excalibur Ye Feiran?

Don't......

"Hehe, it's gone, it's gone, it's good to look at it here. ”

The white-clothed scholar waved his hand again and again, looking like he couldn't avoid it.

On the southwest peak, everyone grew their mouths.

Don't......

This thin scholar who is not good-looking turned out to be ...... Sword God Ye Feiran?

Qingtian Ancestor, Demon Sword Divine Sword, Martial Arts Alliance Master.

These four people are the four strongest powerhouses in today's Kunlun Secret Realm.

Who would have thought that the most mysterious sword god would actually look like such a thin scholar?

Miao Sanshi, the deputy leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, was stunned, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

This is a giant at the same level as his own alliance leader.

He hesitated for a moment, and then arched his hand and said: "It turned out that Ye Jianshen was in person, and Miao had eyes and did not know Mount Tai, so he atoned for his sins." ”

The white-clothed scholar still didn't have the slightest prestige on his face, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, by the way, can I watch the battle here now?" The main thing is that I don't want to change places anymore. ”

Miao Sanshi saw that Ye Feiran had no intention of pursuing it, and hurriedly said, "Ye Jianshen, please feel free." ”

The other people of the Martial Arts Alliance did not dare to be arrogant, and restrained their domineering attitude.

And Xishan Qiaoyin's open mouth couldn't be closed for a long time, and there was a huge shock in his heart.

A little scholar who he picked up casually on the side of the road turned out to be a generation of sword gods?

This, this, this......

He was dumbfounded.

"Thank you for interceding for me. ”

Ye Feiran patted Xishan Qiaoyin's shoulder and thanked him sincerely.

"What should be ......"

Xishan Qiaoyin hurriedly said, sighing in his heart, Ye Jianshen is really approachable and kind, and it is different from those bewitching sluts who bully at every turn.

Meanwhile.

The aftermath of Ye Feiran's identity being revealed also echoed among the other peaks.

It's a thousand-year battle.

Even immortal figures such as magic swords and divine swords were shocked to come to watch the battle.

"You say, is the Qingtian Ancestor also here?"

"Possibly. ”

"But Qingtian Ancestor is too mysterious, and no one knows his true face. ”

On the surrounding peaks, there is a lot of discussion.

The time is almost up.

Turbulence

A touch of red light, from the surface of the Daze water in the east, cut through the void.

The sun has risen.

"Hahaha......"

The sky trembled.

A huge black chariot, led by four bronze galloping horses, trampled on the void.

The terrifying momentum evaporated all the Daze mist within a radius of several hundred meters.

Thundered!

The cloud-treading chariot ran over the void.

Jiang Xiaoyao appeared.

He stood on the chariot, bathed in the red morning sun, like a god of war who had returned from a hundred battles, and his god was awe-inspiring.

Such a powerful appearance scene suddenly made all the powerhouses above the six peaks around tremble.

Powerful.

Jiang Xiaoyao, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, was even more powerful than before.

His cloud-treading chariot had a shuddering aura, as if it were a force from another world.

"It's ...... The three things of the heavens. ”

Magic Knife He Wuxin's complexion changed slightly.

Divine Sword Ye Feiran still looked light and breezy.

The cloud-treading chariot landed on the main peak.

Jiang Xiaoyao put away the chariot and stood on the top of the main peak.

"Where are the challengers of the Haoran Righteous Qi Alliance?"

He opened his mouth to drink, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles, shaking the clouds in the sky, like a hurricane.

The strong people watching the battle around only felt that this voice was coming, as if it was a heavy hammer, hitting the heart, and the strength was slightly lower, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and the body was already crumbling.

Terrible.

It's just a sound, and it's so scary.

If Jiang Xiaoyao really made a move, how terrifying would it be?

"He has the aura of immortal dao on his body. ”

He Wuxin's eyes narrowed slightly.

This Jiang Xiaoyao must have been on the line with Zhong Santian and cultivated some kind of immortal dao combat skills.

That's a variable.

Originally, he was still looking forward to it, the peerless powerhouse that suddenly appeared in the Haoran Righteous Qi Alliance would pose a threat to Jiang Xiaoyao, and maybe there could be a miracle.

But now it seems, it's harder.

"Alliance Lord Kamui. ”

"The Jiang Alliance Lord is invincible. ”

"Haha, none of the people from the Haoran Righteous Alliance came. ”

The masters and powerhouses of the Martial Arts Alliance all cheered hard.

At this time, many people took a closer look, and sure enough, they found that none of the people from the Haoran Righteous Alliance were present.

This......

Could it be that he was scared and fled secretly?

That's ridiculous, isn't it?

On the main peak, Jiang Xiaoyao spoke again.

"Haoran Righteous Qi Alliance, where is it?"

His voice spread for hundreds of miles, like thunder.

This is

Shout!

In the distance, a sword shot through the air.

In the eyes of everyone, they saw the sword, and before they could react, they saw that in the sky above the main peak, a person stood with a sword.

"Jiang Xiaoyao?"

The man on the knife, looking down.

An invisible coercion pervades the heavens and the earth.

Li Mu finally arrived.