Mo Wunian and Yan Bai didn't move, and the two looked at each other, as if they were waiting for the other party to make the first move.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and soon it began to rain. The wind also rose on the river at my feet, and from time to time the waves were afraid to hit the shore, making a thunderous sound.

All things have the characteristics of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, even monks are the same, although they can use water avoidance techniques to avoid rain, but rainy days will always make them uncomfortable, not before they take that step to become immortals, no matter how powerful the monk is, they are in the ranks of all things.

But no one will leave, and what they don't see in the sect will be seen soon, so no one will leave at first sight.

Before the rain fell on Yan Bai's clothes, he used magic to evaporate into mist, which swirled around him and lined him with dust.

Mo Wunian's spells were much simpler and plain compared to them, or he didn't use any spells, just let the rain wet him, he was already not bad, and a few strands of black hair stained his handsome face, adding a bit of evil charm.

The habit of fighting against people in his previous life, no matter how strong or weak the other party was, made him not use his spiritual power in superfluous places, just like the water avoidance technique in front of him.

"I said I don't like people to reason with me, what you just said that I am a dead man is to reason with me, can I think so?" Yan Bai spoke first, and he gently reached out a hand and slowly reached out.

Suddenly, a force came out of his hand, without much overwhelming momentum, and without making the slightest sound.

But everyone could feel that the area shrouded by his power was rapidly compressing and changing, and this power swept under his feet over the river, and the earth cracked and showed ravines, and the river was rolled upside down more than ten feet, revealing the riverbed inside and falling for a long time.

Everyone didn't like Yan Bai, but they had to admit that just this random palm, in other words, none of them could take it, and they were afraid that even ordinary monks of the Third Realm would not be able to accept it.

So they didn't think Mo Wunian could take it.

Mo Wunian stood in place, without the slightest action, and just when the force was about to act on him, he drew his sword.

This sword was also inconspicuous, or more insipid than Yan Bai's palm, but the sword was only slowly raised, and the dark clouds that had accumulated in the sky immediately revealed a hole, and the light behind it shone on the river through the clouds and mist, reflecting a large area sparkling.

It seemed that the power that shook the heavens and the earth was brewing in his sword.

Finally, his sword fell, and the black sword qi was like a rainbow, flying above his head and entangled with Yan Bai's power, and finally fell silent.

Yan Bai's face showed a little surprise, just like when they first met, Mo Wunian looked indifferent, but it was also easy for people to think that he was pretending to be indifferent, people still felt that it was impossible for him to win Yan Bai, he was pretending to be calm.

But he didn't need to be like that, because he was always indifferent.

But then everyone still gave Mo Wunian an affirmation, showing a surprised expression, feeling incredible!

Especially Xianyue, the color on her face is not very good-looking, looking at Mo Wunian's indifferent appearance, her heart is extremely uncomfortable, that feeling makes her nauseous, and she can't be happy at all.

"Senior sister, don't be angry! Senior Brother Yan will definitely win!" Di Qinglian comforted her before turning her gaze back to the tumbling river.

Aside from his high-flying and domineering temperament, his heart is actually like the "lotus" in his name, and it can't be stained by the slightest bit of silt.

His eyes were black and white, and he carefully watched the movements in the river with simplicity and perseverance, and he was the only one doing these things on the entire field.

And because he was the only one watching, he was the only one who could feel it, and it wasn't long before cryolites came out of the river.

It may not mean anything to him, but he feels that it is enough to make sense to his senior sister.

On the other side, Mo Wunian and Yan Bai clashed again, and everyone didn't dare to take a breath when they saw it, as if they were more careful than they were fighting against others.

Therefore, there is only the sound of the wind whistling, the raindrops hitting the ground, the sound of the river crashing on the bank, and the thunder from time to time......

Mo Wunian slashed out several sword qi in a row.

The black sword qi looked messy in the air, especially in this dark weather, but the wanton sword qi also broke through the black cumulus clouds, and several rays of sunlight as thin as cicada wings shone obliquely on the long river.

From a distance, the long river rippled in a few places, and then slowly flowed eastward, like a silver dragon crawling on the earth.

This scene looks very good.

Finally, a most chilling sword qi completely cut through the sky, revealing the sunlight inside. And the long-lost sunlight shines in people's eyes, and they don't feel a little dazzling.

Over there, Yan Bai walked slowly towards Mo Wunian, and he walked a total of seven steps.

He walked slowly, but with each step, the whole earth trembled, and the momentum on his body rose a little higher, and he palmed again.

"Boom!", he suddenly pushed out his palm, and this palm resounded through the world, even more than the thunder in the sky!

For a moment, everyone instinctively went deaf!

With his palm, the power spread, and all the space around him was compressing and changing dramatically.

Whoa, whoa, whoa......

This force acted on the long river beneath their feet, and the river flowed even more rapidly!

"This ...... How is that possible!"

It was also at this time that someone suddenly exclaimed!

Everyone noticed that the direction of the river beneath their feet began to change, from west to east to east to east to east!

is so imposing, but it can really make the river go against the current!

One cut through the sky, the other made the river flow backwards, and everyone was a little skeptical, whether the two people in front of them were the monks of the question!

It was also with their fierce fight that it seemed to promote the generation of something in the river, and Di Qinglian stared at the river more and more carefully and seriously!

Suddenly, he jumped inside.

......

The fight between Mo Wunian and Yan Bai continued, although the two had only fought for thirty moves, Yan Bai looked a little physically exhausted, and his breathing began to become cramped.

Although it was very light, everyone listened carefully, and they knew that the winner might have to be decided.

The black cumulus clouds in the sky were scattered several times by their fights, but they also coalesced together again and again, looking tenacious, but they could not be said to be tenacious......

Because it is a Heavenly Tribulation, it is the transformation of this long river, and it represents the Heavenly Dao, but it was provoked by the two people below it one after another, and it was naturally angry.

So, a golden thunderbolt turned into a hideous dragon and swooped down from the nine skies!

But this thunder, Mo Wunian and Yan Bai didn't pay attention to it.

Mo Wunian's sword rose again, and the sword qi that soared into the sky carried a sharp and devastating tearing feeling, like a huge black curtain, splitting the earth under his feet, and once again dispersing the black calamity clouds that had accumulated in the sky.

It was also at this time that Yan Bai restrained his cultivation aura and solemnly saluted this Mo Wunian, and said with a slight smile: "I lost." ”。

He knew very well that he could not take the sword.

When Mo Wunian heard this, this sword qi that had not been completely changed immediately changed direction.

The black sword qi completely rose into the sky, covering the entire heaven and earth, and people's vision became dim again!

But after the extreme darkness, the sky also returned to clearness, and there were no black clouds, let alone the golden thunder......

Only then did everyone realize that the sky had darkened sometimes, the sun was slightly hanging in the west, and a few rays of sunset were looking at Mo Wunian's face.

The expression on his face was still very indifferent, but that indifference made everyone feel very far away from him, not in terms of distance, nor psychologically......

If you have to say it, it's like a long river of time.