The next day.

Some people couldn't wait and left the city again and entered the mountains.

Even though countless people have died in that mountain, the world is like this. The bold will be starved to death and the timid will be starved to death. Whoever has the ability, strength, and courage will be able to come forward.

People have to give it a try, even if the price is their lives.

They are also smart. Since they have concealed weapons, they will find experts in concealed weapons to accompany them. Since it is poisonous, they will naturally find poison experts to accompany them, and go away in twos and threes. Some people even use the Miao Jiang poison method to drive away the poisonous insects.

Exploring the path in the forest.

For a time, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed their magical powers.

The road is a road after all, and it has an end. Even if it is dangerous at every step and filled with murderous intent, when corpses are spread out and piled up, no matter how powerful the hidden weapons and traps are, there will be times when they are useless.

But more people are waiting, thinking of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, and finally reaping the benefits, while the remaining small number of people don't have to wait anymore, because these people are all top masters.

Unparalleled strong men, famous or unknown, powerful in the world, or secretly hidden. They have high martial arts skills and high methods. Of course, they do not need to step up like those ordinary people.

Although it has already entered autumn, the sky and the earth are bleak, and the mountain wind is biting, there are still many mountains in this mountain, most of which are steep and steep peaks, which are steep and towering, half hidden in the sea of ​​mist and clouds.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​fog suddenly moved.

When day and night alternate, the morning sun appears in the distant horizon. The morning sun shines down, and the vast sea of ​​clouds turns into a golden ocean. It rolls, gathers, scatters, and changes. Every now and then, amazing scenes appear.

In the sea of ​​clouds, there is a person flying from a dangerous place in the distance. His white clothes are as white as snow, and his aircraft is fierce. Is this person holding a sword in his hand? His face is as handsome and cold as an iceberg. Looking from a distance, he looks like a sword.

Coming from the west.

Where is that steep and dangerous peak? It is at least as far away as a hundred feet away, but this man relies on his unparalleled lightness skills, and even uses the power of man and sword to break through the air and try to cross this hundred-foot natural chasm? Isn't it amazing?

However, as soon as he had swept twenty or thirty feet away, the foggy sea above his head suddenly saw a strong wind blowing, and the waves were rising one after another.

At this moment, there was a terrible eagle call, and two golden eagle talons came down from the air and rushed towards the man's face. The wind blew loudly for a while, and the wind blew so hard that it felt like needle pricks on the man's face.

Average; what's even more incredible is the change of tricks hidden under the eagle's claws. The man is stern and unsmiling, and there is a hint of emotion on Gujing Mubo's face. Who would have thought that this bird actually knows an amazing claw skill?

But he seemed to have been prepared. He had already drawn the sword. The sword was not unsheathed, but it was already sharp and sharp, and his face showed even more fierceness.

The long sword was sheathed and pointed straight at the heart of the eagle's claws.

The two instantly clashed in the air.

Although the sword has not been unsheathed, the sword energy has come out of the sheath, but after hearing two "puff" sounds, the eagle's claws have been wounded, just a small wound.

The man's eyes were brighter, but the sword in his hand was about to be unsheathed. Unexpectedly, from the depths of the mountains and foggy sea, there were faint sounds of the piano. The sound of the piano was ethereal, like the mountains and flowing water, penetrating the heart and lungs. It had already been thrown down.

The goshawk, at this moment, actually retreated, hooted loudly, turned around and left.

Looking at such an incredible scene, the man had no time to think about it carefully. He was in the air, and if he was not careful now, he would inevitably end up in ruins and be shattered into pieces.

He raised the air in his mouth, and the internal force in his body was operating to the extreme. He turned his body in the air, stretched out his arms, and his falling force became like a bird gliding. It was like an arrow leaving the string, and it rushed towards the most mysterious steep peak.

It's not just this person.

There is another person, this person is Lu Xiaofeng.

He did not perform any peerless light skills at this moment. He walked, and he walked like a leisurely stroll. He was able to do this because he had a good friend, the "Miaoshou Boss" Zhu Ting, who had already started to pick stars from Sikong.

I learned about all the dangers in this mountain from my mouth

After that, he asked Zhu Ting to build him a wooden man. Not only did this wooden man's hands and feet move freely, but its body was hollow and could hide people inside. He could control and drive it. It was not afraid of hidden weapons, water or fire, and was not afraid of water or fire.

Fear of poison is really good.

Lu Xiaofeng shook the wooden figure and carefully looked at the changes along the way, the trend of the mountains and ravines, and the bones everywhere. Although most of these bones had been covered up by the wind and dust, how could he not recognize them? He looked at the various sects left on the ground.

The imprinted weapon shocked his heart.

"How many people must have died?"

Seeing that her friend had reached the top of the mountain, Lu Xiaofeng forced her thoughts and hurried all the way to the foot of the mountain. However, she was dumbfounded again when she saw that the path up the mountain was gone. To be precise, it was broken. The cross-section was more than 41 feet high.

, fracture

It is even more level, as if it has been cut away by life. Over a hundred years, the mountain wall has become extremely slippery and covered with moss. If it really stands like a stone wall, even the old mandrill in the mountain will look at it and sigh, unless it grows wings.

Fly up.

Looking at the cross-section, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have seen something extremely scary. He took a deep breath to boost his energy.

The next moment, he had walked out of the wooden man and went up. He used fingering techniques, with his index and middle fingers together. He gathered all his strength and flew straight up. Then he went straight up for more than ten feet. When he fell down at the end of his strength, the two

With your fingers clasping into the wall, pressing and pressing, your body will rise again like a flying feather, as light as nothing, floating out of the dust.

As it gradually lifted into the sky, a secret that had been isolated from the world for a long time and sealed for hundreds of years was gradually revealed.

But before Lu Xiaofeng had completely climbed up, he felt that there were two sword auras rising suddenly on the top of the mountain, facing each other in the distance, soaring into the sky.

It turned out that there were people on the mountain.

But it was obvious that this person had just arrived.

When Lu Xiaofeng caught up, the scene in front of him shocked him and made him speechless. However, he saw that there was a huge flat on the steep peak, and at the end of the flat, there was a huge palace standing, with its back leaning against the steep mountain.

Standing on the peak, it is majestic and majestic, as if it has taken over the creation of heaven and earth. It is a miraculous workmanship and is half hidden in the mountain mist. It is a magnificent spectacle.

On the ground, two people were already facing each other from a distance.

A man with a stern face, dressed in snow-white clothes, standing with disheveled hair, holding an ancient sword in his arms, his eyes glowing coldly, just like the ice that never melts on the snow-capped mountains. His sword-shaped eyebrows, thin lips, and ridged cheeks made him look like a sword.

The sword, a divine sword with sharp edges, exuded a coldness that kept strangers away from him. It seemed that just one glance could freeze one's internal organs. He stood still.

Another man was also dressed in white, with a slight beard on his face, a beaded crown on his head, and a pair of eyes as bright as two cold stars. He raised his sword and walked slowly. When his steps fell slowly, he immediately saw a sea of ​​mist gathering around him, like a fairy in the sky.

Falling into the world.

Lu Xiaofeng's face changed. He smiled bitterly, but at the same time he felt a little nervous. Two of the best swordsmen in the world met by chance. One of them can be called a god, and the other is an immortal with swords. Will there be a battle?

He didn't want to know and didn't dare to know.

Fortunately, the two of them just looked at each other from a distance, then calmed down and lowered their sharpness. If they wanted to have a decisive battle, this was neither a good place nor a good time, not to mention that there were people around them.

Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ye Gucheng?"

He looked at the man wearing a beaded crown and having an extraordinary aura.

The man also turned his head. This man's face was very white, not pale, not pale, but as white as jade, crystal clear and moist, not stained by dust. It was so white that it made people lose their mind. His eyes were even more bright and clear. He glanced at them, as if they were white.

Like the stars suddenly shining.

"Lu Xiaofeng?"

But suddenly, at this moment, this person let out a soft "eh" and looked to another place. Ximen Chuixue also looked there, followed by Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng slowly frowned and frowned, as if surprised and suspicious.

"Sword Qi?"

In the mountain wall, there was sword energy overflowing at this moment, and the sharp edge was erupting. Although it was difficult to see it with the naked eye, they could see that the mist around the mountain wall was cut into countless pieces invisible like cloth, which was amazing.

Suddenly, cracks and lines were seen on the mountain wall, and thousands of rays of sword energy were seen breaking out of the wall from the gaps. The mountain fog on the stone flat stood like a big wave being pushed away, going straight and turning into a huge wave.

Make a circle of ripples, swinging in all directions.

"Su Qing, come out and fight me!"

The sword energy spreads across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents.
Chapter completed!