Chapter 172: Huashan on the Sword
The night was like ink, like a black cloth covering the sky.
In the distant sky, a purple light rose into the sky, like a meteor.
On the top of Huashan, the four supremes sit cross-legged in all directions.
The mountain wind was cold, blowing the robes and hunting, and the hair was flying wildly.
The high place is cold, and the night is cold, but at this moment, the top of Huashan is filled with an exciting, lively and noisy atmosphere. On the flying birds and spirit beasts, one after another martial artists exchanged their heads and talked excitedly.
"Hey, you said that this time Huashan is on the sword, who will be the first in the world?"
"Needless to say, of course it's an old madman, you haven't seen the last Huashan Sword Debate, tsk, that old madman is simply perverted!"
"That's not necessarily, I like the East Evil Supreme the most, and my Great East Evil must be the first."
"Why did I panic when I saw the Rising Sun Sect Master, I felt that he was very powerful!"
"Master Xuankong's Thousand Hands are very terrifying, I think the first should be Master Xuankong!"
"My ancestor Chongxu Dao Chang is the best in the world!"
"In fact, the cultivation of the four supreme beings is almost the same, according to the old man, if the old madman does not drop the chain at the critical moment, the first in this world should still be crazy in the middle of the gods, the last Huashan Sword He overwhelmed the four supremes, and the strength he showed was too terrifying, it is estimated that it can be comparable to the thirty-year-old director of the Divine Sect."
"But the old madman hasn't come until now, crazy and crazy, who knows if he will come to participate in the Huashan Sword Debate."
"That's it, and the old madman's martial arts are sometimes high and low. I think the number one in the world should be the leader of the Rising Sun, the leader of the Rising Sun just said that he wants to be the first in the world this year. If you don't have absolute certainty, you can't say it. ”
"Hehe, the Rising Sun is the East Shengzun and the West is crazy, of course he is the first in the world in terms of arrogance!"
"In fact, if it is a head-on confrontation, the Rising Sun Sect Master's "Holy Fire Toad Gong" is indeed unstoppable."
""Holy Fire Toad Gong" can only last for a while, don't you hide as someone else? The Peach Blossom Island Lord's "Shapeshifting Phantom" and Chong Xudao's "Seven Stars Stepping on the Moon" can easily avoid him. ”
The crowd quarreled fiercely, at first it was just talking, and finally the quarrel was so red that it was almost a fight. Obviously, everyone has their own worship of the Supreme in their hearts, and they are moving forward with this goal and belief. You dare to be disrespectful to Lao Tzu's idol, Lao Tzu will help you.
Huashan's sword debate has not yet begun, and the Supreme has not yet competed. Many of the onlookers were so angry that they were about to fight, because no one was convinced. If it weren't for the fact that this is a thousand feet in the sky, everyone is very restrained, otherwise a large number of people would have already started the competition.
"To the east, everyone, look at the purple streamer in the eastern sky, another supreme, is it an old madman?"
"The old madman is finally here!"
"It's too far away, I can't see it clearly, it should be an old madman, the five supremes are just the old madman who didn't come."
"Wow, it's so fast, it's coming."
"Huh! It's not an old madman, it's the master of the Agarwood Pavilion, Mrs. Bai Anping, the purple flying sword under her feet must be the legendary Zixiao Divine Sword! ”
I saw that under the moonlight, a nun master stepped on the flying sword, and the purple light of the Zixiao Divine Sword flowed, shining brightly, and it was particularly eye-catching in the dark night sky. Edgeworth flew, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the top of Mount Hua.
Bai Anping Shitai, one of the four peak sects of the Agarwood Pavilion Master, ranked first in the "Earth List" with a single cultivation, coupled with the help of the Zixiao Divine Sword, he flew to the sky and the earth, and could match the supreme of the Heavenly List.
"Mrs. Shi is also here this year, do you want to learn from us and others?" Huashan North Chongxu Dao Chang asked. The disciples of the Wudang faction and the Agarwood Pavilion often have marriages, have contacts with each other, and have a very good relationship.
"Amitabha, the poor nuns only take advantage of the divine sword, and their martial arts are low, how dare they compete with the four Venerables." Master Bai Anping clasped his hands together and said loudly: "I just want to observe the demeanor of the four supremes, hoping to be touched and break through as soon as possible." ”
"Amitabha, the teacher is too modest!" Master Xuankong said.
The night breeze was blowing, and while waiting, everyone was enthusiastic and talked about it non-stop.
Time passed bit by bit, the night gradually thinned, and the sky revealed a ray of bright light like the white of a fish's belly, and then a round of golden sun jumped out of the east, rising brightly, and the sun shot into the world like ten thousand arrows, and the sky and the earth were bright.
"It's time." Rising Sun Dongsheng said coldly: "Are you still waiting?" ”
"It seems that the old madman is not coming, so let's start the competition." Master Xuankong said in a deep voice.
The Purple Moon Evil and the Chong Void Dao Elder all nodded.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
In an instant, four terrifying energies rushed up, and the waves of qi were monstrous, rolling and tumbling.
On the top of Huashan Mountain, the strong wind rises and falls, flying sand and stones.
The four figures moved.
"Boom!"
With a sword roar, the seven-star sword behind the head of the Chongxu Dao suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold light was shining.
"Amitabha!"
Master Xuankong chanted a Buddha horn, and his hands turned into thousands of palm prints, and the palm prints were stacked on top of each other, moving forward like a mountain and a sea.
"Hahaha, it's good to come!"
The Rising Sun Dongsheng raised his head and laughed wildly, and the flames around him were soaring.
The melodious flute sounded suddenly, and the song "Blue Sea Tide Song" shook people's souls, and the layers of sound waves spread out in circles like water ripples.
"Bang!" "Boom!"
"Boom!"
The four supremes fought fiercely together, the escaping energy splashed everywhere, the ground was pitted, and the wind was sanding. At the beginning of the war, the entire top of Huashan was in a sandstorm.
As if the sky was cracking, there was a roar, the wind roared, and in the dust, you could barely see four figures fighting fiercely.
Huashan Lunjian adopts the method of melee, and each shows his magic in the battle. When they reach their level, their hearts are like mirrors, and they naturally know who is better at fighting.
Chen Feng directly turned on the detection system, and a strange fluctuation shrouded below, making the process of the battle more clear.
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly swept around him.
"Alliance Leader!" A black-feathered eagle quickly approached Chen Feng, and there were two men sitting on the back of the eagle, which were none other than Chen Yixie and the mad lion Xie Xiong. On that day, Chen Yixie and the elders of the Shenwu Alliance destroyed the Iron Palm Gang, plundered it, and then returned to the Lianyun Mountain Range. The rest of the elders continued to sit in the Shenwu Alliance, and Chen Yixie was instructed by Chen Feng to take the mad lion Xie Xiong to Guhua Mountain.
"Well, have all the things in the alliance been arranged?" Chen Feng said in a deep voice.
"It's arranged." The mad lion Xie Xiong replied, his eyes searching the crowd.
"Don't worry, I'll help you keep an eye on the ancient sword formation. After reading Huashan Sword Discussion first, the supreme martial arts competition is beneficial to you and me. Chen Feng said in a deep voice.