At the same time, Dong Xiaoqing, Ma Zhonghua and Bai Qingyun also led people to Fengshan for the first time, he didn't know that Ma Yuelin had been sealed in the coffin by Yan Can't, but the news that Ma Yuelin was arrested alone was enough to make the Ma family tend to collapse, after all, it was Yan who captured Ma Yuelin.

At this time, Ma Yuelin in the coffin is still struggling in endless pain and despair, fortunately, there is no coffin in this world that leaves no gaps, so as long as Ma Yuelin has not been buried alive now, she will not be in danger of suffocating due to lack of oxygen, but lack of oxygen must exist.

However, this narrow space and endless fear had already made Ma Yuelin crazy, and just now, she seemed to hear Yan Can't shout to fight Huo Xing at the Fengshan Altar at dusk.

This voice undoubtedly became Ma Yuelin's last straw and hope, her mind was very messy, messed up, and in the end, there were only a few questions that appeared in Ma Yuelin's mind: "In the battle of Fengshan, will Huo Xing come for himself?" Will he—Will he come? ”

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had already begun to set in the western mountains, and the sunset dusk that Yan could not say had arrived!

At the foot of Fengshan, there was already a dense crowd of onlookers, of course, these people were just ordinary people in Qingcheng and the surrounding cities, and they were not qualified to watch the battle on Fengshan.

As soon as the news of Yan being unable to make an appointment to fight Huo Xing came out, whether it was the night of Nancheng, the tyrannosaurus of the Yan family, or even the security team on the side of Qingcheng, they all sent a large number of people to Fengshan and blocked the entire Fengshan.

This is also a rare cooperation between the black and white realms in Qingcheng, and only a strong person like the Heavenly Master is qualified to have such a treatment that allows the black and white realms to jointly maintain order.

Fengshan is not high, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain to build a very wide stone ladder, a total of about more than 3,000 steps, there is also a winding road to the top of the mountain, but today all those who are qualified to go to the top of the mountain to watch the battle, no matter who it is, are not allowed to drive up the mountain, if you want to go up the mountain to watch the battle, you can only walk.

Before Yan couldn't do it, this Luofengtai was originally used by local dignitaries to worship the heavens and worship the gods, so around this, several pavilions and corridors were built for people to rest, and these buildings can accommodate hundreds of people in total, and today they can go to this building to watch the battle, naturally only the real big people in the Qingcheng area have this qualification.

At this time, the mages of Qingcheng had already occupied one of the pavilions, with a total of more than 20 people, these mages had seen Huo Xing's power at the meeting of the Commercial Law Alliance last time, and now they heard that Huo Xing was going to fight Yan on this Fengshan Mountain, so they naturally rushed over as soon as possible.

Looking at Yan Wu, who was sitting in the center of the Luofeng Altar flying a kite, many mages had already begun to discuss, and one of the mages asked the other person next to him: "Brother Wang, you said that Huo Xing and Yan can't fight this time, so does Huo Xing have a chance of winning?" ”

"The battle of the Heavenly Masters, how can we, mortal mages, be able to comment in vain?" Another mage replied: "Huo Xing's young man has become famous, his strength is unfathomable, and Yan can't enter the Heavenly Master Realm for the same twenty years, his cultivation is bound to be terrifying, this situation really can't be said to be ugly." ”

"Yes, Yan Wufu is indeed too terrifying, but I really hope that Huo Xing can punish Yan Wu today."

When he said this, a trace of hatred flashed in the mage's eyes, and the other asked with some confusion, "Brother, it seems that he has a holiday with that Yan Heavenly Master?" ”

"Just yesterday, in the Wind and Rain Pavilion of Shu City, Yan couldn't kill twelve masters with the power of one person, the weakest were all seven-grade mages, and the strongest was the Heavenly Master, I had a sworn brother, and yesterday he died in the hands of that Yan Can't."

The mage's pupils shrank suddenly: "With one enemy twelve, there is still a heavenly master among them?" ”

"Yes, yesterday in the Wind and Rain Pavilion, my brother was killed by Yan Wu in one move, and his body was in a different place, and it is said that another Heavenly Master from Dongying did not even survive a single move in Yan Wu's hands."

As soon as these words came out, for a while, the mages in the entire viewing pavilion were silent, and even the Heavenly Master couldn't hold up a single move in Yan's hand, so how terrifying was this Yan's cultivation become? Although the young Heavenly Master Huo Xing killed Han Xin at that time was like killing a chicken and a dog, it was definitely not something that could be solved with one move, was he Yan's opponent?

At the same time, some other viewing pavilions are also full of top figures in major industries, many people are discussing this pinnacle battle, who loses and who wins, and some people have even made a special trip to open a gambling game to bet on the outcome of this pinnacle battle, and the people who support Yan Can't far exceed the number of people who support Huo Xing.

In any case, Yan has been famous in Qingcheng for nearly twenty years, even if Huo Xing is very strong during this time, he is only an eighteen-year-old boy.

At half past six, the sunset had already reached halfway up the mountain, and Yan couldn't have waited for more than four hours on this phoenix platform, but Huo Xing still hadn't arrived, he was still flying the kite leisurely, closing his eyes slightly, and he was not in a hurry at all.

On the contrary, many people watching the battle couldn't sit still, and even rumored that Huo Xing would not dare to fight because he was afraid of Yan.

But at this moment, on the stone stairs of more than 3,000 steps in Fengshan, a figure walked like a fly, like a cheetah, rushing up to Fengshan, because the speed was too fast, behind him, he was even dragged out of a series of afterimages.

Before anyone arrived, the domineering voice arrived first: "Sunset dusk, Fengshan battle, Yan can't, I'm here!" ”

With such a sound sounding on the top of Fengshan, the entire Fengshan shook, and Yan Fu, who had been flying the kite leisurely and closed his eyes slightly, opened his eyes suddenly, as if two rays of essence shot out from his eyes.

"It's finally here."

In the position where Yan could not sit cross-legged, it was the center of this altar, and in this center, there was a huge gossip pattern, and at this time, Yan could not put the compass in his hand in the center of the gossip map, and he himself stood up, put his hands behind his back, and let the five yellow flags flutter in the air behind him.

The black clouds at the top of the sky are even more turbulent, a scene of mountain rain about to destroy.

The sound dissipated, and the entire Fengshan Peak suddenly became silent, everyone held their breath, and looked at the bottom of the altar, a young man who was only eighteen years old, his eyes were like a page and a half deep in the dark abyss, he straightened his waist, and stepped into the altar in a few steps.

Soon, in the center of the Luofeng altar, with the Tai Chi Bagua pattern as the dividing line, the veteran Heavenly Master Yan could not look at each other with the young Heavenly Master Huo Xing across the Bagua Diagram, and countless violent sparks collided invisibly.

After a long period of silence, Yan couldn't finally speak: "The entire Qingcheng is bounded by the Yangtze River, divides yin and yang, and forms a natural Taiji formation, among which there is a yin and yang fish eye, and north of the Yangtze River, there is a golden scale mountain villa area gathered in the yang eye, which is the best feng shui treasure place for living people to live in the entire Qingcheng." ”

"To the north of the Yangtze River, there is this Fengshan, which is where the entire Yin Eye is located, and it is also the place where the entire Qingcheng Feng Shui Longquan Tibetan Wind gathers, but it is for the dead to live." After saying all this, Yan couldn't change his words: "In the past twenty years, on this Luofeng Terrace, there are three Heavenly Masters, seventeen mages, and countless foreign masters who have died under me, and now here, there is one more person, and that is you, the young Heavenly Master Huo Xing." ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire Fengshan was shaken, no one expected that there were so many masters who died in the hands of Yan Fu on this Luofeng platform, and there were even three heavenly masters among them, which was really terrifying.

Huo Xing was silent, and snorted coldly: "Where is so much nonsense, Yan can't be, what about my friend?" ”

"If you can beat me, you'll know."

"Then you go and die."

As soon as the words fell, an extremely powerful power spread out from Huo Xing's body, and as soon as his feet moved, he rushed to the center of the gossip map in an instant, and as soon as his hands were closed, a flutter of Yan Luo ancient characters shot out from his palm, blasting towards Yan Wu's side.

"Good time." Yan couldn't shake his body, and with a palm split, a true qi condensed into a sword and blasted towards Huo Xing's side: "Xiao'er, if you destroy my Yan family's worship and kill my grandson, it will ruin my Yan family's plan for the Commercial Law Alliance, today, you will die!" ”

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