I don't know if the news has been leaked, there are many people from the rivers and lakes coming down from Wutai Mountain, each holding swords and swords, as well as other Qimen weapons, with a calm momentum and a certain foundation.

A few small stalls that are very dull on weekdays have a booming business.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, and when you are done eating, hurry up to the mountains and grab a good position."

"I don't know who will win the sword competition between Ximen Blowing Snow and Uncle Tai today."

"I heard that Ximen Blowing Snow's one-handed Hanmei swordsmanship is extremely fast and powerful, and I estimate that I can kill Uncle Tai within ten moves."

"Not see, as far as I know, Uncle Tai can fight with Dugu Yihe and win the battle, and the West Gate blowing snow may not be pleased, do you remember the siege in Taiyuan City a few days ago, do you think that if the West Gate blows the snow, you can have a few percent chance of winning."

"It's hard to say...... It's hard to say. Ximen Fuxue's swordsmanship is all self-created, and he can divide soybeans into eight parts in an instant, this kind of swordsmanship is already miraculous. I still remember that he broke into the Jiangnan Demon Snake Cave with one person and one sword, and killed more than forty masters, but he stabbed into the throat of the flower-faced snake with a sword and stepped on the corpse of the flower-faced snake. ”

"This uncle is not bad, he challenges all the way, he will be masters from all walks of life, continue to grow, and he will kill Shanxi Yan and the Seven Heroes of the market, and he will come with the momentum of Dasheng, Ximen Blowing Snow and competing with him, it is really difficult to say whether he wins or loses."

Sun Xiaodie naturally heard the words of these chivalrous men while eating noodles, and couldn't help but raise her head, and peeked at Uncle Tai who was eating noodles quietly, she is currently worshipping this master, which can be described as unattainable for her, and her strength is simply incomprehensible, she has such strength at a young age, and she is definitely a genius. She didn't think that Ximen Fuxue could defeat Uncle Tai Zhi, although she had only been in contact with Uncle Tai for a short time, but she somehow believed in his strength very much.

A big bowl of noodles has been eaten in a moment.

Leaving a silver ingot, he placed it on the table, and led Sun Xiaodie to the mountain.

"Huh......"

Of the few Jianghu men who were talking just now, one of them inadvertently fell on the broad and long smoky sword of Uncle Tai, and was surprised: "Brothers, look at that sword, is it very familiar!" ”

Another tall and fat man couldn't help but look at his eyes, and he was also surprised: "The scabbard of the blue and white python skin, the scale of this sword, can't it be that sword." ”

"It's very likely that it's that sword, it must be Uncle Tai, and it must be this gentleman who appeared at this time in this place."

"It's just that why is there a beautiful little girl by his side, is it his mother-in-law?"

"Forget it, don't care, don't eat it, brothers, let's follow."

A few people hurried, also put a piece of silver, and followed.

On the top of Wutai Mountain, the sea of clouds is ethereal, and a white figure stands on a rock, with a black long sword hanging from his waist, his expression is lonely, the mountain wind is blowing, and his clothes are fluttering. It was the famous Ximen Blowing Snow, he didn't say a word, just quietly looked into the distance, looking at the undulating sea of clouds.

Thousands of steps around the top of the mountain have begun to gather all kinds of masters of the rivers and lakes, on the branches, on the cliffs have also begun to appear figures, obviously received the news of Ximen Blowing Snow and Uncle Tai's sword competition, they all came to watch.

A round of red sun, slowly rising from the east, red clouds all over the sky.

Time passed, the red sun jumped out of the sea of clouds, and gradually turned into golden yellow, and the sea of clouds was suddenly covered with a golden glow, shining with golden light, extremely beautiful.

A figure came slowly from the cobblestone path in the mountains, followed by a very beautiful woman.

This man was dressed in a blue robe, with long black hair tied back at the back of his head, a big sword with blue and white python skin sheath hanging from his waist, and his right hand was on the hilt of the sword, and he walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

Countless eyes couldn't help but shoot towards this person, and after their eyes fell on the blue and white python sword on their waists, they became hyperactive, they knew who was coming, although there was no golden eagle to accompany them, although there was an extra woman beside him, but just by this calm posture and the big sword on his waist, it could be concluded that the person who came was the famous golden eagle swordsman Uncle Tai Yan.

Uncle Tai walked over slowly, stretched out his hand slightly, stopped Sun Xiaodie, who was about to follow him, and said softly: "Xiaodie, standing in the distance, the sword qi will be wanton next, and it will hurt you then." ”

Sun Xiaodie's eyes showed a slight hesitation, and finally nodded, and stood obediently in a remote place, her slender hands resting a little nervously on the hilts of the twin swords. Of course she was nervous, many of these people who were watching were masters, and when they were in Sun's Mansion before, it was not very common, but now they have all gathered here, and the man in white standing on the rock is a famous top swordsman, how can she not be nervous?

Ximen Fuxue slowly turned around, with an unusually handsome face, looked at Uncle Tai who was walking slowly, and said lightly: "You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

"Yes, I've been waiting for you for a long time, since the first time I lost the sword battle with you, I have always regarded you as a target to catch up, and this day has finally come." Uncle Tai smiled heartily.

"I'm honored to be remembered by you."

Ximen Fuxue's eyes sank slightly, and he began to pay attention, the uncle on the opposite side grew up too fast, the first time he was still playing with the other party, and now the momentum of the uncle is even more abyss like the sea compared to the first time, and he can't find a flaw in any station.

In the crowd of onlookers, there was a very attractive man with two beards, who else could there be if it wasn't Lu Xiaofeng, he asked at this time towards the handsome Hua Manlou next to him: "Xiaohua, who do you think will win?" ”

Hua Manlou listened with both ears, moved slightly, and said calmly: "I think Ximen Fuxue should have the upper hand, after all, he has been famous for ten years." ”

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and denied: "Although I also want Ximen to blow Xueying, but this uncle has killed Huo Tianqing after all, and even Shanxi Yan can't escape his sword." His eyes hurt slightly, and he felt a little sad in his heart, Shanxi Yan was his friend, and the Seven Heroes of the Market were also his friends, but he died under the sword of his friend who had just known him for a few months, Uncle Tai.

He had to grieve, he hated Uncle Tai very much now, hated Uncle Tai for being ruthless, and hated Uncle Tai for being ruthless. But he had to worry about his uncle, and this contradictory emotion made him break down a little. Ximen Blowing Snow is also his friend, and Uncle Tai is also a friend, why do so many friends have to fight each other recently.

Ximen Blowing Snow and Uncle Tai were competing with each other, and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't stop it at all, because he knew that these two people had extremely strong personalities and couldn't stop them.