The cold wind was howling on the top of the mountain, and the crowd below quickly quieted down, all of them looked at the two people on the platform of the five broken swords without squinting, seeing that the two of them had been facing each other for a long time, and some people began to discuss, and there were also a few white-bearded old men in the distance who nodded their whiskers, as if they were also talking about something. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"These two are rare and outstanding talents among the younger generations, in your opinion, how about it?" asked an old man in a red robe, rubbing his beard in his hand, to the person next to him.

The green-robed old man next to him stroked his white beard and said slowly: "This Xiao Chen was extraordinary before, but after all, he was suppressed for a year, and this Mo Jinyan has not had a single defeat since he appeared in the world, and more importantly, his Mo family is a Gu Immortal family, and he has the cultivation techniques of the previous era, and this alone is not comparable to Xiao Chen." ”

The other two old men nodded in agreement, and the red-robed old man before shook his head and smiled: "Have you forgotten that this Xiao Chen seems to be pregnant with ancient exercises, right?"

The old man in the green robe said, "That's right, but do you know which lineage the Mo family is?"

"Which vein?"

"The Six Ancient Heaven Clans. ”

The red-robed old man's body shook slightly after hearing this, his face changed, and his voice trembled a little: "Is it really the legendary Heaven Cutting Family......?"

The old man in the green robe nodded and said, "That's right, the Su family and several others are no longer considered the Heaven Cutting Family now, but this Mo family has really gone through the Great Tribulation, and it is inherited by the true and true orthodox Heaven Cutting Family." ”

Hearing this, the red-robed old man's body shook again, and he slowly turned his head to look at the platform on the top of the mountain, but this time his eyes were only focused on Mo Jinyan.

The cold wind on the top of the mountain was howling, blowing the two of them in clothes and hunting, Mo Jinyan's face was relaxed, even a little proud, he didn't put the person in front of him in his eyes at all, and said with a faint smile: "Did you hear the talk of those people below? I am from the Mo family of the Fatian family, and you are just a nobody from the mortal dust, the lowest inferior person in the mortal dust!"

Xiao Chen spread his hands casually: "What you say is what, in terms of pretending, I can't pretend to you anyway, it doesn't matter." At the end, he shrugged his shoulders.

"You!" Mo Jinyan pinched his fingers, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, a figure suddenly stepped into the air in the distance, and when he got closer, it was a white-eyed old man with a whisk in his hand and a fairy wind bone.

Everyone below was shocked, including those of the older generation who had entered the realm of transforming gods, and they were all looking at the white-eyed old man in mid-air in amazement at this moment.

The white-eyed old man looked at the two people on the platform: "Poor white-eyed scattered people, this time I heard that the two little friends and Wuyue are arguing about the sword, and I came to testify, during the competition, you must not use the hands of others, otherwise you will ......" Speaking of this, the dust was swept away, and there was a loud bang, and a mountain ten miles away suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, many people showed reverence, and even their breathing was about to stop, they had never seen a Mahayana cultivator, and almost the Mahayana realm could barely be regarded as a legendary realm, and they were only one step away from ascending to the immortal realm.

Of course, those who saw Xiao Ning fighting with Gu Feng yesterday didn't seem to be surprised at the moment, because they felt that Xiao Ning and Gu Feng were even stronger.

Xiao Chen was also a little suffocated, the pure immortal cultivator of the Mahayana realm, without a trace of other sects, this mellow breath is so familiar, the head of the Xuanqing Sect back then, his ancestor Qingxuan Zhenren is the Mahayana realm, at least in the memory he has.

Suddenly, Mo Jinyan turned around, smiled at Bai Mei Sanren and said, "I've been tired of my predecessors from afar. ”

He had always been disdainful of the older generation here, but he was only so respectful to this one person, it was obvious that the two knew each other, and in fact, it was the urgent news that came out after he saw the sudden arrival of Dusty Feihua and Bright Pupil yesterday.

The people below were slightly surprised, it turned out to be someone who knew the Mo family, and the old men in the distance were also a little surprised, but it was not strange to think that since it was the Mo family, it was not a strange thing to invite a Mahayana cultivator.

Bai Meisanren nodded: "Although the competition is, today Poor Dao is here to testify, I see who has the ability to interfere." At the end of the day, he had already looked at the dusty flowers and sparkling pupils in the distance.

Qingluan frowned, and whispered: "This person has entered the Mahayana realm, and he is a member of the Mo family, I am afraid that he will ...... today."

Before she could finish speaking, she heard a sonorous old man's voice in the distance: "In this case, why don't you come and testify to the old man." ”

The voice reverberated back and forth between several main peaks, sonorous and powerful, everyone couldn't help but be surprised, followed the prestige, only to see the direction of the mountain road, an old man in a purple sandalwood robe with his hands behind his back, striding towards this side.

Although the old man was gray-haired, he was full of energy, especially the two eyes, those two cold eyes, invisibly gave people a sense of majesty, so that the juniors present were a little breathless.

Several Xuanmen seniors in the Transformation God Realm were stunned for a moment, and when they saw that the old man had a turquoise hole flute on his waist, followed by Su Yue, Su Zimu and others, they were all shocked: "Su Ying senior!"

This old man is the current head of the Su family, Su Ying, and Xiao Chen heard someone shouting the name "Su Ying" at this moment, and couldn't help but silently say in his heart: "Grandpa?"

Xiao Chen turned around and looked, and saw that it was really someone from the Su family, so he immediately began to search, but he only saw Su Yue, Su Zimu, Su Wan and others, as well as a few children of the Su family, but he did not see his mother, and he felt relieved at the same time, fortunately, his mother did not come.

In the end, Xiao Chen set his eyes on Su Ying, this old man, is it really his grandfather? He had imagined Su Ying's appearance in his mind a few times before, and he always felt that it should be very majestic and difficult for people to get close to, but now that he sees it, it seems that this is indeed the case.

Su Ying also looked at him, his originally cold gaze suddenly softened, and then nodded, Xiao Chen was slightly stunned, he nodded to himself, wouldn't he refuse to be thousands of miles away because his surname was Xiao?

But even so, as long as Xiao Chen thought that the people of their Su family looked down on his father, took his mother away, and locked him up and did not allow him to see his father, thinking of this, Xiao Chen felt depressed in his heart, and turned his head back hard.

Su Ying in the distance saw him acting like this, and was not annoyed, but Su Yue next to him frowned deeply, and Su Wan snorted coldly: "I really don't know what to do." ”

And when Mo Jinyan saw the people of the Su family, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and at this time, there were suddenly bursts of surprise voices in the crowd: "Old Alliance Leader!

Su Yingnai is the previous leader of the Wuzhou Dao Alliance, his seniority is extremely high, and he has always been highly respected, although he is in the same Mahayana realm as the Baimei Sanren, but his prestige is far beyond that of Baimei, at this moment, many people are cheering and running over, and there are many people who are now the heads of a certain faction: "Senior Su, do you still remember me? Fifty years ago, you instructed me in some cultivation essentials!"

The crowd quickly boiled, and Su Ying's sudden arrival had almost completely overshadowed the limelight of Xiao Chen's decisive battle with Mo Jinyan today. The gloomy cloud on Zi Yun'er's face also dissipated at this moment, and she immediately smiled: "Great! This senior of the Su family is the helper!"

Mo Jinyan's finger bones pinched straight, his face became more and more gloomy, as if he had gathered layer after layer of dark clouds, and suddenly shouted: "Enough! Today is the Wuyue Sword Debate! What are you arguing about! You want to quarrel at the bottom of the mountain!"

The crowd suddenly became quiet, and they all looked at him, Su Ying also squinted and nodded: "The future is terrifying." ”

Baimei Sanren coughed, and also fell into the snow from mid-air, and said, "Since the head of the Su family is also here, then today's competition should officially begin." ”

So everyone shifted their gaze back to the two people on the platform, in the distance, Huangfu Xin'er was standing under a tree, also staring at this side, Xiaoyue, Zuo Qiuyang and others were staring at the two people on the platform, as well as the three teenagers yesterday, all clenching their fingers tightly, and their eyes did not move.

Xiao Chen settled down, thinking that since the people of the Su family came, then they must not let them look down on the Xiao family, thinking about this, he said coldly: "Let's do it!" At the end of the words, he suddenly turned into a flash and rushed towards Mo Jinyan, and the innocent sword in his hand was also instantly in his hand, and with a sweep of the horizontal sword, the sword shadow slashed towards Mo Jinyan like a streamer.

The people below were all shocked, originally thought that it should be Mo Jinyan who made the first move, but never expected that it was he who took the lead in attacking, Mo Jinyan saw that his sword was fierce, and instantly sacrificed a dark iron blunt sword that looked much thicker than an ordinary sword, only to see that the sword had no blade or blade, but it seemed to continue to permeate with a stream of cold air, as if making the surrounding temperature lower.

"Zheng!" The two swords collided, and the lightning flashed, Mo Jinyan suddenly felt his arm sink, he never expected that the opponent's first sword would be so strong, and there was no room for maneuver.

Before he could react, Xiao Chen's second sword had already been slashed again, and this sword was even more like Changhong, swallowing mountains and rivers, only to see that a thousand layers of snow suddenly stirred up in the flat ground, and among the ice chips in the sky, a loud sound of "Zheng!" was deafening, and the snow on the side of the cliff kept rolling down.

Mo Jinyan was also shocked by this sword and retreated seven or eight feet away, not shocked, this is completely different from the Xiao Chen that Mo Yumo said in their mouths!

A sneer hung on the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth, since he had already taken the lead, it was even more impossible to give the other party any chance to fight back, thinking about it, his body had rushed forward, the long sword in his hand was stabbing and dancing, and in an instant, the wind was everywhere, and dozens of sword shadows suddenly appeared in mid-air, each sword seemed to be virtual and real, and only this moment enveloped Mo Jinyan in it.

Since it is the Five Mountains on the sword, it is natural to compare the swordsmanship first, and everyone below is dizzy, they have never seen such a subtle swordsmanship, only to see the sword start, the snowflakes are swirling, and there is a phoenix sound, it is one of the moves of the thirty-three Tianbi Xiao swordsmanship created by Ling Yin, "Phoenix Ming in the Bamboo".

Mo Jinyan couldn't help but be shocked, this swordsmanship was so exquisite, he couldn't find a flaw at all, and hurriedly fell backwards, snorted, and a bloody hole was cut out of his shoulder, and blood splashed all over the place. Everyone below gasped, and at this moment, countless surprised eyes gathered towards Xiao Chen.