The decisive battle was held at the top of a mountain twenty miles away from the Ancient Forbidden City.

Early in the morning, there was already a lot of noise outside the Ancient Forbidden City, and countless monks went on the road, all rushing towards the top of the mountain. Although the decisive battle was in the evening, many monks still arrived early in the morning.

If you are careful, you will find that the origins of these monks are very thought-provoking, almost all the people in the five major domains have them, and their cultivation is even more realm-neutral, and even the great sages are hidden in them.

Many monks with low strength just came to see the fun, but they were a little overwhelmed by this scene, and many people wondered why it seemed like a duel would provoke so many big people.

Among these monks, I am afraid that there are the most disciples of the Immortal God Sect, and even the sect leader of the Immortal God Sect has come in person, sitting in a very low-key carriage, with a very calm expression on his face.

"It's really unimaginable, although Senior Brother Zhao Yu has no blood relationship with the sect leader, but after all, he is the chosen godson, this time Senior Brother Zhao Yu abruptly returned from Tianfu, and he actually wanted to duel with that person, it is really unimaginable"

"Yes, that person, three generations of masters have been killed by him, I don't think Senior Brother Zhao Yu may be his opponent?"

"That's hard to say, Senior Brother Zhao Yu is a proud disciple of Tianfu, and he has to cultivate for ten years longer than that person, and his realm is also a lot higher, it's really hard to say who wins and who loses. ”

Some disciples of the Immortal God Sect were talking in a low voice, in their eyes, it was really difficult to assess who won and who lost, after all, the scene of Yang Tian making a big fuss about the Immortal God Sect at that time left a deep impression on them, and at the same time, they also had great confidence in Zhao Yu.

Only the leader of the Immortal God Sect sitting in the carriage had a melancholy look on his face, which was an extremely incredible thing in the eyes of outsiders.

No one knows better than him the miracle that happened to Yang Tian, although the sky lantern of the Immortal God Sect was destroyed, but what was solved was a great disaster of a demon dragon, if it wasn't for Yang Tian's action, the Immortal God Sect would have been in danger.

Judging from this matter, he has fully released his suspicions against Yang Tian, and he has no mustard at all, and he can even regard him as a friend.

It's a pity that he forgot about Zhao Yu at that time.

To be precise, it was to forget the death of Zhao Yu's younger brother Zhao Long.

Now that Zhao Yu has returned, he should have been happy, but as soon as he comes back, he will have to fight Yang Tian and avenge the dead Zhao Long, even if he is the sect leader, it is not easy to stop this matter.

It's just that it was purely instinctive, and he vaguely felt that being opposed to that person named Yang Tian was not a good thing after all.

"Sect Master, seeing that your complexion is not very good, are you worried about Zhao Yu?" The second sect leader stood aside, although he didn't see the sect leader in the carriage, he still felt something.

There was no sound in the carriage.

The Second Sect Master paused, and then said: "In fact, it doesn't have to be like this, I am very happy that Zhao Yu can come back, I think I should be successful in my studies, and I will definitely be able to defeat Yang Tian." ”

"Perhaps. The voice of the sect leader came from inside the carriage, and there was no meaning to hear it.

On the other side of the direction where the Immortal God Cult was located, there were three figures, the woman was as tender as water, her body was delicate, and on the left and right sides stood a gray-clothed young man and an ordinary man who had no cultivation at all.

The man's appearance is very honest, neither handsome nor average, but his eyes are extremely clear, but the smile on his face is unmatched, as if he will not be discouraged when he encounters any setbacks.

"Why is it a decisive battle between the two of them, Brother Zhao Yu and Yang Tian" The woman's expression was a little gloomy, as the proud daughter of the Heaven of the Immortal God Sect, her expression at this moment was indescribably bitter, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Ying'er, don't worry, this is their fate, a good man fights with blood, it may not be a good thing, isn't it?" The man next to the woman was extremely open-minded, looking at the woman and smiling.

Hearing this, although the woman's eyebrows were still wrinkled, it was obviously improved, and she seemed to feel a lot more comfortable.

"Yang Tian will definitely win. The gray-clothed young man on the side didn't say much truth, but his eyes were extremely firm.

At the foot of the mountain, a purple-haired man's eyes were like torches, and beside him stood a woman who was as bright as water, Zi Tian frowned slightly, there seemed to be a flame in his eyes, and said, "I really didn't expect him to come." ”

"Brother Zitian, do you still care about what happened back then?" Miss Ziyin glanced at the young man with a handsome look in her eyes, but she did not lose her steadyness.

"It's not just me, according to Shen Jizi, he not only stole the divine soldiers of the Purple Mansion Holy Land back then, but also stole a strange fragment, although no one knows what the purpose of that fragment is, but he must have some goal, I think he will be my lifelong opponent. Zitian said.

Miss Ziyin didn't say much, just snuggled up to Zitian's side, not knowing what she was thinking.

On the other side, a scholar and a reckless man stood aside, not attracting attention at all.

The scholar said: "When Zhao Yu entered Tianfu twenty years ago, he was a well-known demon in Zhongzhou, and now that he has returned, I am afraid that his strength will not be weak at all." ”

"I believe in Yang Tian more than this. The reckless man smiled, looking very simple.

Time passed quickly, and more and more monks gathered on the top of the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, it was dusk, the sunset was like blood, and a strange aura suddenly filled the air

Some of the extremely high cultivation monks all raised their heads at the first time, only to see a figure in the air rushing at a high speed, cutting through the air, like a feather, floating lightly on the top of the mountain.

"Zhao Yu!"

Someone finally saw his face clearly, and their eyes lit up.

Zhao Yu was dressed in white, the expression on his face was unwavering, and the aura of his whole body was constricted, but the more it was like this, it made people feel terrible.

I saw that the air around him was constantly whistling, even if it was a long distance, there were still people who could feel that the place where Zhao Yu was had completely formed a wind barrier, and people with low strength were afraid that they would be twisted into powder all of a sudden.

Zhao Yu slowly raised his head, a strong murderous aura dispersed towards the surroundings, and said, "Where is Yang Tian?"

A breeze blew by, but no one answered him. Obviously, Yang Tian has not yet come.

Below, in an inconspicuous place, Liu Ying'er stood alone in place, restraining the breath of Daxian, the dead mouse sat on her shoulder, looking around, and beside her, Xiao Shihua was also standing there, but staring at Zhao Yu tightly.

"Sister, is he going to kill his brother?" asked Xiao Shihua's little face with a frown.

Liu Ying'er looked stunned, nodded, and said, "Don't worry about Xiao Shihua, your brother will definitely be able to defeat him." ”

"But my brother hasn't shown up yet, where will he go?" Xiao Shihua's brows tightened, and a faint sadness flashed on her face.

Liu Ying'er grabbed her little hand tightly, signaling her not to worry.

As for the dead mouse on the side, he shook his head nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry, if that guy can't even get through this battle, this seat will teach him for so many years." ”

"Where's the stinky rat? How is it so similar to the rat on the bounty order?"

Suddenly, a monk walked up behind the dead mouse, holding a bounty in his hand, and looked left and right at the dead mouse.

The dead mouse was immediately enraged by this rude act, and stretched out his little paw to point at the monk and scolded, "You grandmother's talent stinks!

However, the monk was not angry because of the dead mouse's scolding, the eyes lit up suddenly, but directly put the bounty order in front of the dead mouse, pointed to the bounty order at the end of the thirties, and said, "Look at the talking mouse, is this you?"

The dead mouse suddenly looked over, only to see that on the bounty order, there was a pattern of a mouse drawn, who else could there be?

"Which bastard bastard put the avatar of this seat on it! Hmmm? No, the bounty order is 3,000 immortal stones, this" The dead mouse was dumbfounded halfway through his words, I'm afraid the most ridiculous thing in this world is that someone has turned it into the object of the bounty order

"It seems that it's really you, the mouse next to Yang Tian! At the beginning, a monk in Donglong bought your head, but now it's really a straw sandal sandal, and it takes no effort to get it, hahaha"

This monk is extremely arrogant, his cultivation has been transformed into the Dragon Seventh Heaven, although he has not entered the half-sage, but if he wants to capture the dead mouse, it is really nothing.

What's more important is that he is not alone, behind this monk, six or seven more monks appeared, wanting to attack the dead mouse.

"Whew!"

In the distance, a figure pierced the sky and flew straight like a meteor.

The speed of this figure was extremely fast, and it was almost impossible to see his true face, except for some half-sages, whose faces were a little ugly, because even if it was them, they didn't dare to say that their speed was as fast as this figure

The figure didn't stop at all, as if it had a purpose, and flew straight towards the place where the dead mouse was.

The monks who were far away from the dead mouse were okay to say, but the few monks who were about to attack the dead mouse were dumbfounded all of a sudden, the object like a meteor was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and it was impossible to dodge at all!

With a bang, this figure fell on this area at once, and immediately blasted all the monks out of the way, under the huge impact, the bones did not know how much they were broken, and the entire mountain was trembling slightly, even if it was some great sages who didn't care about things, they couldn't help but sweep their eyes over.

I saw that under a burst of dust, a figure crawled out of the ground that had sunk to a depth of dozens of feet, with a slender and vigorous figure, dressed in black without wind and automatic, and a pair of deep pupils under the cold eyes.

"I'm here. Indifferently spit out these words, the young man slowly stood up, his eyes looked at Zhao Yu, and there was a murderous aura in his expression.

"Ahem, ahem, little boy, you stepped on me, let go"

At this moment, there was a faint sound of struggle from under Yang Tian's feet, which suddenly made him inexplicable, let go of his feet, and then saw the dead mouse get up with a disgraced face, took two steps forward, and lay down with his center of gravity unstable all of a sudden, and fell asleep on all fours.