Standing at the foot of the Ageless Mountain, looking up.

The Bulao Mountain stands majestically, and the mountains are continuous.

Under the corner of the mountain, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the lake reflects the sun, at the mountainside, bamboo, hemlock, green oka, tulipwood, black pine forest is thick and faint green, covering the undulating mountains, the wind blows, the forest waves rise, like the mountains breathe deeply, giving people a mysterious and distant feeling.

Beneath the towering main peak, there are dozens of small stone pinnacles, on which are huge squares paved with bluestone.

At the top of the mountain, clouds and smoke are shrouded, and countless milky white fog covers the top of the mountain, and a narrow stone path can be faintly seen extending to the depths of the sea of clouds.

Dozens of disciples of the "Bright Radiant Heaven Sect" looked at the immortal mountain like an immortal mountain with an excited expression.

These disciples of the "Bright Heaven Sect" are all heroic, with handsome faces, and the girls are all like peach blossoms, with infinite coquettishness between their hands and feet.

One of them, a young man with a slightly more mature face, had a calm breath, dressed in a silver shirt, and embroidered this silver sun with fiery red colored threads on his chest.

He looked around and pointed his finger at the stone path that was winding up the mountain, and said contemptuously: "Although there are many Qi cultivators in the Flying Immortal Sect, it is easy to cultivate the sword cultivation, but there are very few people who can cultivate the sword heart

"Good"

The crowd applauded.

For a while, a powerful momentum erupted in everyone's bodies, and under the leadership of the leading young man, they walked up the stone steps quickly.

The mountain road is narrow, and the people go up the road.

When approaching the Qi Cultivation Stone Platform, a silver-shirted young man walked forward quickly, he looked at the hundreds of thousands of Qi Cultivation disciples around and shouted: "Guangming Yaotian Sect" The disciples of the Immortal Realm are full of buildings to ask for advice, I don't know that the junior disciples of the Qi Cultivation Realm have the courage to come forward to learn, please rest assured, I should suppress the cultivation to the Qi Cultivation Realm and fight with you."

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the silver shirt full of flowers blew the hunting sound, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was full of contempt.

At this time, Wu Qianshu, who was coming down the stone path, was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Mei Hanxue on the stone platform of the foundation.

Hundreds of zhang away from the stone platform, a tall green pine poked out of the lonely cliff.

Hundreds of foundation building monks stood next to the stone platform, Mei Hanxue was dressed in white, floating on the green pine, and the slender and slender figure swayed slightly in the wind with the green pine under her feet.

Her beautiful face was as cold as frost, and her white clothes were dancing in the wind, looking from afar like a fairy in a painting.

She looked at Wu Qianshu's inquiring gaze, and said lightly: "Since the junior disciples of the 'Bright Bright Heaven Sect' have such a Yaxing, my Flying Immortal Sword Sect should not be afraid of any challenge, senior sister, I am here to wait for your master."

After speaking, he looked at the monks around and raised the long sword in his hand.

"Raise the sword in my hand, fly the immortal into the clouds"

Countless disciples let out an earth-shattering roar, and the sound swept through the heavens and the earth like a tidal wave.

Hua Manlou's face was mocking, he turned around and nodded to the senior brother of the foundation building realm, turned around and jumped to a stone platform for practicing qi.

The coercion of the worldly realm suddenly erupted, causing many Qi cultivation disciples around to retreat and give way to a vacant space.

He looked at the embarrassed Feixian Sect disciples around him and said triumphantly: "I'm sorry, junior brothers, I didn't control my cultivation just now, which frightened my junior disciples, but senior brother, I will suppress my cultivation to the stage of qi training, and the junior brothers who want to learn can defeat me and become famous."

Then the coercion on his body gradually weakened, and his cultivation was perfectly controlled at the peak of Qi training.

Hua Manlou raised his hand, and a hot flame rose in his palm, and the white flame danced on the tips of his fingers like a fairy, and the small flame sometimes turned into a bird, sometimes into a beast.

His one-handed method of flame simulacrum is fascinating.

Hua Manlou's long narrow eyes showed a chuckle, he looked at the crowd around and said, "Isn't it true that sword cultivators are all brave and not afraid of challenges?

The monks around him widened their eyes with rage, and their palms clenching the hilt of their swords let out a crisp pop.

Hua Manlou didn't care, but said arrogantly: "I don't have much time to waste here, I only fight with the strongest person in the Qi Cultivation Realm, and making guests wait for a long time is not hospitality!"

Just when Hua Manlou was showing off his martial arts, one of the Qi cultivation disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect walked out.

He was dressed in a linen robe, with an iron sword stuck diagonally on his back, a burly and tall figure, his hair was shaved cleanly, and his oily bald head reflected a faint blue light in the sun.

A few big strides came to Hua Manlou's body, hugged his fists and gave a deep salute and said, "Guo Jiaxing, a disciple of Qi training, came to ask for advice."

Hua Manlou glanced at the iron sword on Guo Jiaxing's back and said disdainfully: "Could it be that the Feixian Sect is so poor that it can't even make a good magic sword?

Guo Jiaxing carefully untied the iron sword on his back and said: "This sword was once the sword of my grandfather Guo Chongyang, this sword has slashed Jindan and fought Yuanying, I don't know how many such swords do you have in the "Bright Bright Heaven Sect"?"

Guo Jiaxing's words made Hua Manlou's face blush, and he said angrily: "I" Bright Bright Heaven Sect "is known for its magic, what is the use of a sword?"

After speaking, he withdrew his body back a few steps, and said with a sarcastic expression: "Although my junior brother's sword is good, I don't know if it can defeat the spear in my hand?"

At this time, Hua Manlou's hands kept flying in front of his chest, and the brilliance between his palms was magnificent, and after a dazzling brilliance flashed, he roared in his mouth: "Great Solar Sky Spear."

After a scorching wave of air, Hua Manlou took out a white spear from between his hands.

The spear was one foot and two feet long, condensed with a large daylight, and the white light of the half-foot-long blade flowed, and a fist of flames burned on the tip of the gun.

Hua Manlou held the gun in both hands, shook it in the wind, and countless gun shadows burst into the air and made a dense explosion.

He pointed his big gun at Guo Jiaxing, who was not far away, and shouted arrogantly: "I am afraid that the glory of the senior brother and ancestor will be lost in your hands today."

Hua Manlou closed his chest with both hands, and suddenly "stabbed" out, the scorching white blade cut a white light in the air, and the spear that stabbed forward at high speed broke through the air, emitting a roar like thunder.

The distance of several zhang was crossed by a shot, and it stabbed Guo Jiaxing's throat in a flash.

Guo Jiaxing's face was fearless, he held the hilt of the sword back, his figure flashed quickly, and at the moment when the tip of the gun was close, he stepped forward.

The body that rushed forward at high speed clinged to the edge of the long barrel, drew the sword with his backhand, and slashed upwards from below.

The sword light flashed, and a pitch-black sword mark appeared in Hua Manlou's eyes like lightning.

The sword slashed from the bottom up, and the angle was extremely tricky, making it extremely difficult for him to guard against.

The big gun disappeared in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, a heavy shield of light blocked in front of him.

The sword is like a meteor, and it is coming in a flash.

"Squeak"

The sharp tip of the sword slid through the shield from the bottom up, making a piercing grinding sound.

The powerful impact made Guo Jiaxing fly upside down in the air, and even Hua Manlou, who was hiding behind the light shield, took a few steps back.

The silver-shirted young man standing on the stone steps looked at Hua Manlou who was retreating again and again, and scolded loudly: "Stupid, the strongest thing in my "Bright Heaven Sect" is the method of law warfare rather than the way of technical attack!".

Hua Manlou's face was hideous at this time, and he stomped hard with both feet to stop retreating.

He looked up at Guo Jiaxing, who was flying backwards, and quickly pinched out a few magic seals in front of his chest with both hands, and the huge light shield changed into a ball of light the size of a human head in a few breaths.

The aura in the ball of light was chaotic, like a talisman about to explode.

Holding the ball of light high, Hua Manlou threw it at Guo Jiaxing.

The ball of light shot up like a pellet in the air, and a terrifying aura seemed to be about to explode in the slightest crack on the surface of the ball of light.

The countless Qi cultivators on the stone platform panicked and hurriedly ran around, no one wanting to stand under this ball of light.

Guo Jiaxing's pupils in the air contracted, and the moment he landed, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, the long sword bowed slightly, and his body jumped high with the help of force.

Under the volley, he held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and shouted: "The breeze kills around the neck."

The glory of the swordsman made Guo Jiaxing refuse to take a step back, and the sword light that burst in the air slashed through the ball of light in an instant, and the ball of light full of terrifying aura was cut in half.

"Poof"

The two halves of the ball of light flashed in the air a few times and disappeared, making all the Qi cultivators stunned.

Guo Jiaxing was also stunned, but before he could understand what was going on, he felt his feet tighten.

Looking down, two bright locks of light wrapped around his legs.

The other end of the light lock was buckled in Hua Manlou's hand.

He was sneering at this time, his hands shook suddenly, and Guo Jiaxing, who was jumping in the air, slammed to the ground.

The incomparably hard bluestone ground was smashed out of a big crater by Guo Jiaxing, and the explosion of broken bones throughout the body kept ringing.

A mouthful of blood shot out, and Guo Jiaxing's clenched sword fell to the ground.

He struggled to open his eyes, and the sole of one foot lightly stepped on his longsword, which he regarded as life.

Hua Manlou's handsome cheeks were cleared with a smile, and he said in a deep voice: "This sword has slashed Jin Dan and fought against Yuanying, but unfortunately you failed to retain the glory of your ancestors, in my eyes you are a waste, the competition is not only about cultivation and skills, but more importantly, about the mind"!

Hua Manlou ignored Guo Jiaxing, who was in a fainting, and looked around at the Qi Cultivator and said with a smile: "But does anyone dare to fight with me?"

The sound resounded throughout the Bulao Mountain, and the echoes of the roar made the whole mountain fall silent.

The sword flashed, and a monk walked out, and was almost burned to dead wood by a ball of flames under the three moves of fighting with Hua Manlou.

Time is spent in boredom, and since Guo Jiaxing, there have been no less than ten people who have been defeated in his treacherous spells.

"But does anyone dare to fight me?"

Hua Manlou shouted loudly again, even if he slapped his face, he didn't seem to want to end the game.