The sky is clear and beautiful, thousands of miles are like washing, and the warm breeze is blowing in the face, and everything looks so beautiful. The mountains and rivers of the city are all in the bottom of the eye, looking down on the vast rivers and mountains, which makes people magnificent.

However, Pang Xian had no intention of appreciating this magnificent scenery, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, why am I so stupid! The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, it is said that this time the ancestor of the mixed yuan will be besieged by the three immortals and two elders, it is said that this time the ancestor will be planted under the invisible sword of the ascetic head, and it is said that this time the Emei group of immortals will break more than 80 demons of the three major sects of Wutai, Huashan, and western Yunnan.

There are many reasons to warn yourself, it is best to stay on Wutai Mountain honestly, if the ancestor wins, everything is good, if you accidentally lose, you also have room to turn, but all this did not stop you from going to Huangshan to observe the second sword fight.

The second sword fight in Huangshan can be called a major turning point between good and evil, and since then, the Emei faction has soared into the sky without hindrance. In the unprecedented catastrophe in the future, it can only continue to bleed, defeat after defeat, and completely become a stepping stone for the rise of the Emei faction.

As a disciple of the Wutai Sect, if he couldn't participate in this Sword Immortal Peak Duel, it would definitely become a regret for a lifetime. I have already done so much beforehand, coupled with the advanced Taoism of the patriarch, the Five Poisons Immortal Sword is unparalleled in the world, and it should be very likely to lead the way.

At this time, the patriarch of the mixed yuan controlled a hundred-acre cloud and led the Wutai disciples to Huangshan, and more than 70 disciples were noisy, and there was no feeling of great disaster at all. Only Pang Xian was irritable in his heart, feeling that he had changed a lot for a while, and then feeling that the disaster was approaching and it was difficult to escape.

After a while, the group came to the Shixin Peak of Huangshan Mountain, which was the place where the second sword fight with the Emei faction was located. From a distance, I saw that the master uncle ancestor Moke Venerable Sikong Zhan led the Sun Moon Monk Qianxiao and Jiao Shirt Daoren to greet them, and these senior sword immortals presided over the preparations for the sword fight here.

The mixed Yuan patriarch was surrounded by the immortals and came to the Wutai faction's reed shed, at this time, because it was still early, the sword immortals who came to Shixin Peak were only a few, only the Wutai family and the Emei faction acted as Li Yuanhua and Wu Yuanzhi and others who acted as the envoys of the immortals. The two are distinct and do not greet each other.

Time passed, and it was evening inadvertently. At this time, the sky was full of red glow, like a fire, bright red and gorgeous, dyeing Bilin with a layer of orange-red halo.

Pang Xian silently admired the beautiful scenery of the sunset, and secretly sighed in his heart that the world was so beautiful, and all the immortals climbed the avenue together, why couldn't they share the leisure, and it caused so many catastrophes.

You may have been staring at the burning clouds in the west, and the brilliant red clouds were shining in your eyes, and you had hallucinations, only to see that the red and colorful glow seemed to be alive, and it was like flowing water.

No, the fiery cloud really came to life!

The red glow rolled, enveloping the sky, like a boundless sea of blood churning, rolling towards the Yellow Mountain like a stormy wave. In the distance, I felt a steaming heat wave rushing towards my face, and the scorching heat was like burning the sky.

Pang Xian didn't know that this was probably the fire ancestor of the Huashan faction, who was his best friend of this faction.

"Haha......"

A loud laugh resounded in the sky, startling countless birds, and the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch rose up in the clouds and went to greet the Flame Patriarch.

Pang Xian and the others didn't dare to slack off, so they raised their sword light and went towards the air. For a while, the purple, red, blue, and white sword lights shone, reflecting the boundless fire and red glow, which was really brilliant and not mysterious.

"Old Agni, it's a great honor for you to be here. "The Mixed Yuan Patriarch is heroic and heartbreaking, and he is worthy of being the leader of the first major faction in the side sect, the Sword Immortal.

Pang Xian thinks that this is the temperament of a leader, which is unrivaled and desirable. Unlike those demons who were small later such as Long Fei and Green Robe, they were able to force Liangmeng into an enemy.

Looking at the Huashan Fire Patriarch again, he was full of smiles and was in a good mood. "You and I are close friends, where can we use this kind of scene. ”

When the next group of people returned to the reed shed, the two patriarchs looked down at the top of the mountain, the group of immortals gathered, the qi was harmonious, each with different colors, full of talents, and happy.

The disciples of the two factions of Wutai Huashan have a close relationship, and on the occasion of the second sword fight, except for a few elders who guard the mountain gate, basically all the members are here. When the Mixed Yuan Patriarch instructed all the disciples not to be formal, they all went to get close to each other according to their communication, and suddenly there was a lot of uproar, calling friends and friends to be friendly.

Pang Xian watched coldly, did not participate in it, and exuded an air of alienation. Wutai Huashan is a side door, and most of the disciples under the sect have evil spirits, and even more so, such as the incense lady Hu Caichun's ** debauchery, lest he avoid it, how can he take the initiative to get close.

In fact, because of the influence of the memory of his previous life, Pang Xian's moral concept is not the same as the mainstream view of good and evil in the Shushan world. From the bottom of his heart, Pang Xian also enjoyed the relaxed and active atmosphere of the Wutai faction. It's just that the monks of the side door have too little restraint, and they rely on their supernatural powers and mana to be unscrupulous. Unrestrained power will only lead people to madness, coming from the orderly world of the previous life, it is naturally out of tune with the sword immortals in front of them.

On the second day, the Venerable Poison Dragon, the leader of the Western Yunnan Sect, arrived, and pushed the immortal grand meeting to a climax. However, the disciples of the Wutai Huashan Sect still abide by their duties as cultivators, and the disciples of the Western Yunnan Sect have unbearable character, and burning, killing and looting are commonplace.

Pang Xian calculated in his heart that if this group of lawless Three Sect Sword Immortals gathered, I was afraid that there would be more trouble. Thinking about it, there has been an accident in the compartment over there.

It turned out that Zhou Zhonghui, the eldest disciple of the Poison Dragon Venerable, relied on the many fellow Daoists present to provoke the bearded immortal Li Yuanhua and the Wind and Fire Daoist Wu Yuanzhi. It was really disrespectful to say that the Emei faction despised the immortals of the three sects, and the shelf was too big, and it was really disrespectful to let the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, the Flame Patriarch, and their own division leader wait for Qi Shuming alone.

Pang Xianzhi was stunned in surprise, this disciple of the Poison Dragon Venerable is too good at drilling, but it's a pity that his thoughts are too mixed, and if he jumps out so quickly, I'm afraid there will be no good results.

At this time, it was the second sword fight, although there was no other sword fairy to come to watch the ceremony, but the scale was not small, there were more than 100 disciples in Wutai, Huashan and Yunxi alone, although most of them were some small minions, but the momentum was huge, and it could be called a rare immortal puja in recent years.

Li Yuanhua stroked his beautiful hair, and his heart burned with anger, these demon cubs really don't stop, I just hope that the senior brother can show his might and give these demon murderers some powerful looks.

Zhou Zhonghui saw that Li Wu and Wu were speechless, and he was very proud in his heart, and he had the intention to win a lottery before the second sword fight. The worst thing is that there is also the master behind him, this kind of deed that is not dangerous and can be brilliant, but don't come too much.

So he became more and more arrogant, "It is said that your Emei canons are the strictest, and it turns out that you are so uneducated." And let grandpa teach me a lesson, you must know that there are capable people in the world in addition to Emei. ”

As he spoke, his hand did not stop, and he took out a black gourd from his sleeve, and as soon as he opened the mouth of the gourd, the demon flame rose, and a small banner flew out.

Fa Yuan, Lin Yuan, Qin Lang and others watched from the sidelines, eager to applaud and celebrate. At this time, although Li Wu and the others were already known as the Luofu Seven Immortals, the magic weapon of the flying sword was not outstanding, and in the face of a group of sword immortals from the side door, even if they were not afraid in their hearts, they would inevitably be outnumbered when they fought.

Although he didn't want to fight in his heart, he could only make a flying sword to meet the enemy. The two earth-shattering blue rainbows also seemed to shoot towards the billowing poisonous clouds of smoke.

These two also underestimated the Demon Fire Gourd in the middle of the week, and only thought that the Demon Fire could be worthy of the Xuanmen Flying Sword. As soon as the two flying swords came into contact with the Yellow Dust Demon Fire, they suddenly felt as if they were caught in a storm of dust and sand, and at first they could still move with lightning, but then they became heavier and heavier, and finally fell down like two dead snakes.

The raging flames were no longer stopped, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder hitting Li Yuanhua, the dignified bearded immortal was no longer worthy of his name, and a flash of fire burned him into a shiny brain.

This is not the end, the ten-zhang long fire snake is surging and surging to ignite the reed shed where the Emei faction is located. If you can really get your wish, I'm afraid that the Emei immortals will not have the face to walk the world for a hundred years.

At this critical juncture, a golden light like a training force was like a rainbow leaking to the ground, and the dragon was surveying the sky, and suddenly the demon flames dissipated, and the sky was full of fireflies and turned invisible. There was also a thunderous roar in the sky, which exploded one after another, shaking the soul, shaking people's ears and dizziness, and falling to the ground.

When the yellow dust and red mist were dispersed by the thunderbolt golden light, two Quan Zhen of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone and a thin Qu Tan appeared on the field, which were the three immortals of the East China Sea, Xuan Zhenzi, the Ascetic Toutuo and the Qiankun Zhengqi Miaoyi Zhenren.