Chapter 637: The Demon's Style (I)

Standing on the top of the peak, Shi Xiaole saw at a glance that countless peaks of different shapes broke through the sea of clouds and went straight into the sky, some lower than the peak they were on, and some higher than the peak they were on.

The highest group of peaks, even Shi Xiaole couldn't see the top, as if he had rushed out of the sky.

At this moment, many mountain peaks are already full of people, plus masters are appearing in piles all the time, none of them are lower than the Longguan realm, and the noisy sound makes the calm endless dangerous peak a little more popular.

"Look, isn't that Wen Weijian and Ni Yihang?"

At a certain moment, a commotion rang out.

It was two middle-aged men who appeared on a three-thousand-meter-high mountain, forcing many people to look up.

The man on the left has a broad nose, a thin body, and a hidden momentum, which is easily reminiscent of the withered yellow bamboo sword at his waist, unpretentious, but restrained and sharp.

The man on the right, on the contrary to the man on the left, is not only gorgeously dressed, but even the scabbard is inlaid with large and small jade, not like a martial arts master, but like a pompous businessman who shows off his wealth.

But if you really underestimate him, his jade scorn knife will let you know what it is to kill yourself.

The image of the two is really easy to recognize, it is Wen Weijian, who ranks second on the Tianzhou Venerable List, and Ni Yihang, who ranks third.

"Wen Daxia, Ni Daxia!"

People from nearby peaks hurriedly greeted each other.

These two are invincible among all the Venerables of the Pegasus Dynasty, if they are not the masters of the pseudo-Divine Pass Realm, they are the top five masters under the Divine Pass Realm, and no one will object.

In the eyes of everyone at the scene, every move of the two of them carried an awe-inspiring power. It was an invincible aura that stood undefeated after countless battles and defeated one strong enemy after another.

Wen Weijian was expressionless, but it was Ni Yihang, who smiled at the people on the surrounding peaks, flattering those people.

"They are the second and third masters of the Venerable List?"

Shi Xiaole looked at Qin Mosaic.

"Yes, the two of them have a sword and a sword, and they occupy the top five positions on the Venerable List all year round, and many people say that only when they advance to the Divine Pass Realm can the latecomers have a chance to seize their positions, and this is indeed the case. ”

Speaking of this, Qin Jiyu's smile suddenly became a little strange.

Wen Weijian and Ni Yihang are also the Tianjiao on the Vientiane Monument, although their ranking is far inferior to her, but their cultivation time is much longer. In the past, Qin Jianyu also believed that at least for a few years, no one would be able to shake their position.

But now, looking at the two people who were looked up to, and then at the low-key young man in Tsing Yi beside him, Qin Zhuyu could only smile bitterly.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, but I don't know, those two can catch Shi Xiaole a few moves.

"Brother Wen, Brother Ni, it's very early. ”

Half an hour later, a loud voice rang out.

It was a personable middle-aged scholar, still pretending to be holding a book in his hand, and appeared on another three-thousand-meter peak.

Seeing him, everyone present was in an uproar.

"Brother Fei Wenyu Fei, hello. ”

Ni Yihang didn't smile at his skin.

The corners of Wen Weijian's mouth twitched, and the bamboo sword at his waist trembled.

The person who came was the first in the Venerable List, and faintly known as the first person of the Venerable of the Pegasus Dynasty, the 'Foolish Scholar' Fei Wenyu.

As we all know, the strength of the top five masters on the Venerable List is among the best, but Fei Wenyu has a superior record and sits in the first place, and the other four are naturally unconvinced.

So as soon as they saw him, whether it was Ni Yihang or Wen Weijian, they all ignited a raging fighting spirit.

"Hahaha, Fei is here to watch the battle between the Jade Lion and the Xingzhu seniors, but he has no idea of doing it. ”

Fei Wenyu didn't seem to feel the momentum of the other two, and sat straight on a boulder on the peak.

Whether the people nearby knew each other or didn't, they hurriedly said hello.

The strong in the rivers and lakes are respected. Regardless of whether Fei Wenyu has the strength to be the first or not, at least others are not qualified to question him in the face of him.

As time goes on, more and more people show up.

Not long after, Shi Xiaole unexpectedly saw Ji Morou, dressed in white and surrounded by many young and handsome people, appearing on a mountain peak of more than 2,600 meters.

"It's Fairy Ji of Pudu Peak. ”

Someone exclaimed.

As the descendant of Pudu Peak, Tianjiao, who ranks 36th in Vientiane Monument, is one of the top ten beauties in the world, and Ji Morou's popularity in the rivers and lakes is so high that to a certain extent, it surpasses the top five masters on the Venerable List.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

She was dressed in white and dustless, with a graceful figure, holding a jasper bamboo flute, and walking slowly with elegant steps. Although the lower half of his face was covered by a white veil, just those brilliant starry eyes had robbed everyone's breath, even those old-timers who had been famous for a long time.

"It's beautiful!"

Next to Shi Xiaole, the beautiful girl couldn't help but admire, she was also a woman, and she was also amazed by the other party's demeanor and temperament.

Ji Morou's appearance made the hearts of many young men restless, some secretly looked at it, some turned red, and some hesitated, thinking about whether to jump to that peak.

However, Ji Morou is very generous, and she has traveled extensively, and she actually gestured to Wen Weijian, Ni Yihang and others in the air, and also got a response from the latter, as if they had known each other before.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but not long after, another group of people appeared.

There are many handsome men and beautiful women in this group, but their temperament is very different from the righteous path, looking at the eyes of others, with disdain and sarcasm.

"The Witch with a Thousand Faces!"

Ji Morou looked at the black gauze girl in the center.

This time, the other party showed his true face, with beautiful eyebrows and a nose, plump red lips, and it was really a face that captivated the country and the city, and his expression smiled before he spoke, and there was a kind of evil charm that made people's hearts beat wildly.

Hearing Ji Morou's words, many righteous junjie showed hostility, but when they saw the appearance of the witch with a thousand faces, they were a little sluggish, and they hurriedly looked away, not daring to look again.

"People in the Demon Dao, you dare to come?"

Wen Weijian said coldly.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to miss such a wonderful battle? Why, does Wen Daxia want to do it?"

Ren Mengzhen smiled, revealing a mouthful of flat shell snow teeth.

When the demon masters beside her heard this, they gathered their skills one by one, sneering on their faces, and had the posture of saying that they would fight.

The situation at the scene immediately became tense.

Wen Weijian snorted, but didn't make a move after all.

The other party is the Holy Maiden of the Phantom Dream Sect, if he takes the initiative to make a move, he will definitely be targeted by the Phantom Dream Sect, and life will not be easy at that time. What's more, if the other party dares to show up, there must be something to rely on.

Sure enough, not long after, there were many Demon Dao masters and geniuses who appeared, all from the Six Ways of the Demon Gate, and they formed a camp of their own, which shocked many people with solemn expressions and secretly guarded.

In the crowd, Shi Xiaole retracted his gaze.

He will never forget that the experience of being chased and killed by the second daughter, if it weren't for his own fate, he would have died under their calculations.

Now that it has only been a year, he thinks that he has the strength to crush the second daughter, but the past grievances will not dissipate.

Following Ji Morou and Ren Mengzhen, some of Shi Xiaole's acquaintances appeared, such as Qiu Yuchu, the saint of the end of the world.

There were three men walking with her, one was Wu Siming, one was Huan Yundu, and the other was three points more handsome than Wu Siming, with a gentle and elegant bookish atmosphere.

Listening to Qin Jiyu's introduction, this person is the fifth on the original genius list, and now he is ranked sixth, and he is from the Duanfang family.

There are also famous Tianjiao such as Fu Tong, Han Yang, Zuo Shaobai, etc., who also came at different times, causing a large or small uproar at the scene.

Of course, in terms of attention, they are still inferior to the invincible Venerable on the Venerable List.

It's all because of the one hundred and twenty-two Invincible Venerables, except for a few people, they are all Tianjiao figures of the previous generation, and almost all of them are under sixty years old.

Together with this generation of Tianjiao, they have formed part of the elite layer of the rivers and lakes in the last few decades, but their strength is obviously superior, and they are the existence that all Venerable Beings need to look up to, and every time they appear, they will always grab a large number of eyes.

If it is said that the invincible Venerable of this generation of Tianjiao and Venerable Lists amazed everyone present, then when a young man in red appeared, the scene exploded directly.

The noisy sounds, like the flattened seawater, gradually disappear in the form of divergence, until they are completely inaudible.

The young man in red walked alone, appearing on a six-thousand-meter peak, the mountain breeze was blowing slightly, the light mist was shrouded, just a tall silhouette, there was a kind of dragon and phoenix among the people.

Everyone gathered their eyes, and when they looked closely, his face was unexpectedly handsome and rare in the world, and no matter from which angle they looked at, they couldn't find any flaws. Even if it is Duan Fangxiu, a beautiful man like Wu Siming, who is famous in martial arts, is inferior to him.

The young man in red looked quiet, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and everyone's eyes fell on him, unable to bring him a trace of pressure, as if he was in another time and space.

"The journey of returning, the journey of returning to Xuanque!"

Wen Weijian's calm expression was broken, and a thick surprise appeared on his indifferent face for the first time.

Being able to walk to a position six thousand meters high proves that the other party is a master of the Shenguan Realm, and he is wearing red, with such a perfect appearance and temperament, except for the trip to return, Wen Weijian can no longer think of anyone.

It's just that the opponent's aura is inevitably too strong, and it is clear that he has not leaked any breath, but he is a little breathless, and he is almost no longer able to fight.

This is a sign of cowardice without a fight, which means that the other party is not only strong, but also crushes himself in other aspects, making his subconscious surrender.

"The Xuanque among the five demons has finally appeared!"

There were still many people at the scene who had seen the return trip, and they were shocked inexplicably at this time. The other party has not been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time, but every time he appears, it is always impressive and unforgettable.

In fact, there were so many people watching the battle this time, in addition to the attraction of the Jade Lion and the Star Nakshatra themselves, the presence of the masters was also a highlight.

In particular, many young people had the intention of meeting a few other demons and other masters of the Divine Realm. Now they have got their wish, and sure enough, they did not teach them to disappoint!