The moonlight, like water, sprinkles on the body of a hundred Li maniac, making him give out a breath of dust. His black hair is like a waterfall. His white clothes win the snow. The sword on his waist emits a slight sword chant, but his body does not move, which makes countless people astonished.
He looked deeply at the right side of the high platform, saw Chu Xingyun had not arrived, and did not say much. After taking back his eyes, he closed slightly and waited quietly.
On the high platform, the silence is still the same, but under the high platform, the voices of discussion are mixed.
For the battle of the peak, the crowd has been waiting for a long time. At this moment, the crazy life of Bai Li has arrived, but Chu Xingyun, as one of the main characters, still has no trace.
This, can't help but let people imagine.
"The night is getting deeper and deeper. If Zishi is over and Luoyun sword master hasn't appeared, then he will be defeated without fighting."
"The cultivation of crazy sword master is much higher than that of Luoyun sword master. Is Luoyun sword master temporarily closed to break through the shackles of cultivation and narrow the gap between them?"
"Not long ago, the master of Luoyun sword has just entered the realm of heaven and spirit. At this moment, if he wants to continue to break the barrier, it will be very difficult. If he is a little careless, he will be possessed by the devil and damage the foundation of his cultivation. He should not have done such a risky thing."
"What's the point of his tardiness now?"
The voices of the crowd became louder and louder. Some elders and deacons also took part in the discussion and expressed their opinions one after another. The scene was very lively.
These people are generally not optimistic about Chu Xingyun.
They did not doubt Chu Xingyun's talent or deny Chu Xingyun's strength. They just showed the strength of a hundred Li maniac students, which was too strong. Even facing the strong Yin and Yang environment, they could resist three moves.
Chu Xingyun, who was far behind in his cultivation, was weak in foundation though he was strong.
If the two men's cultivation is the five fold realm of heaven and spirit, then their public opinion trend will not be one-sided in today's World War I.
"Does Luo Yun really avoid fighting?" Qin Qiumo is also scanning around, his eyes slightly coagulate, and says to Chang Chixiao with consternation.
Chang Chixiao chuckled and sneered: "if you avoid fighting instead of fighting, you can make Luoyun lose less ugly, but in the end, it is still lost. As long as we help the flames in secret, within three days, the name of Luoyun's genius will disappear completely!"
"Not only that, but also the reputation he has built up with difficulty will be destroyed. At that time, even the leader of the cabinet will be disappointed with him, even if his disciples will refuse to accept him."
"So it seems that Luoyun's avoidance of fighting is actually cheaper for us?" Qin Qiumo is greatly surprised. The worse Chu Xingyun is, the more excited he feels. His mentality has gradually become distorted.
"No matter whether Luo Yun comes or not, his fate will not be better. Tonight, the top of wanjian mountain will be the place where his reputation will be destroyed." Chang Chixiao's eyes bloom with sharpness, and his heart is full of confidence.
If Chu Xingyun is absent, he will be defeated without fighting.
Chu Xingyun comes in time and will be defeated by a hundred Li crazily.
Whether to come or not, his end is defeat, but the process is different.
As for the other results, Chang Chixiao didn't think about it. He knew the strength of Baili maniac. If he tried his best, no one in the same class could surpass him.
This is why Chang Chixiao is so confident that he has arranged everything early.
Different from Chang Chixiao's calm and calm, at this moment, even if Yun Changqing, who has always been calm and calm, has a trace of anxiety on his face. Sometimes he looks up to the front to find the trace of Chu Xingyun.
He is so, Ning Lefan and Lu Ling are more anxious.
If not for Chu Xingyun's order, no one should disturb him. At this time, they had already run back to the main peak of the sword.
Wait.
Waiting as always.
By this time, the night was thick.
The bright moon is hanging in the sky. The bright moonlight is like a layer of frost on the high platform. However, standing on the left side of the platform, a hundred Li crazy life still keeps his eyes closed and does not make any movement.
One person, one month, looks like a picture scroll.
"Coming!" At this time, two words from the mouth of a hundred miles crazy vomit, he opened his eyes, a touch of fine light from the eyes bloom, deep look to the night wind howling place.
Whew!
The sharp sword light explodes, and the high sounding sound of sword singing rises in the night sky.
Under everyone's gaze, Chu Xingyun, came.
He was dressed in a strong black suit, such as the ghost shuttling through the midnight, swept into the sky, and immediately fell on the high platform. His long black hair, flying with the night wind, showed his awe inspiring spirit.
"I've kept you waiting!" Chu Xingyun opened his mouth, his eyes glanced around him, but he was not afraid of the people's suspicious eyes. His back was as straight as a sword, and his breath was firm, like a sword against the sky.
Seeing Chu Xingyun appear, a look of disappointment floats on Qin Qiumo's old face. But soon, the smear disappears and is replaced by a sneer and a cold look at Chu Xingyun.
Yun Changqing, Ning Lefan and others are Changshu. They look at Chu Xingyun with a touch of expectation, expecting Chu Xingyun to create another miracle.Fanwujie also gazed at Chu Xingyun. From Chu Xingyun's body, he felt a strong sense of firmness. It was this idea that made his face show admiration. He said in a low voice: "face up to a strong enemy, but can not fear at all. This battle will surely be wonderful."
Hearing this, the crowd of onlookers was filled with excitement.
At this point, Chu Xingyun and Bai Li were both there.
The battle of the peak is about to begin!
Standing on the high platform, Chu Xingyun did not restrain his breath. He allowed his fierce sword spirit to rage. His eyes fell on the body of a hundred Li maniac. In a moment, he burst into a high spirited fighting spirit.
The battle spirit, like the sea and the mountain, is vast and vigorous. It seems that the whole moon will be rolled up and twisted into nothingness.
"Your cultivation is still dual between heaven and spirit, but the sword power that permeates your body has changed and become more fierce and amazing. It seems that you never give up these days." A hundred Li crazy Sheng suddenly opened his mouth, and the vast War Spirit fell on him, but it was torn into pieces, which had no influence.
"Since I have promised to fight, I have never thought of giving up. In this war, I must win!" Chu Xingyun calm response, palm, black light such as the abyss, rising in the night sky.
After the black light dissipated, the black hole Epee weighing 20000 Jin has fallen into Chu Xingyun's hands.
The moonlight shines on the black hole Epee, but it can't reflect the faint light. On the contrary, it is swallowed by the black hole Epee, making the body of the painted black sword more profound, the inscriptions obscure, and the flavor of ancient times.
Chu Xingyun tightened the black hole epee and swept the edge of the sword. The atmosphere of the whole space suddenly changed, which made everyone feel suffocated. Subconsciously, he held his breath and looked forward.
"Let's have the sword." Chu Xingyun opened his mouth, and his expression was condensed in one point. The sea of green lotus spirit whirled wildly in his body, releasing the incomparably pure sword shaped spiritual power.
As he said just now, he is sure to win the war.
Therefore, he will never underestimate the enemy.
In this moment, people's eyes fell on the body of a hundred miles crazy.
They were all curious about what response Chu Xingyun would make in the face of his mighty power. If he also made a sword, I'm afraid that the sound of sword singing would be enough to tear the night sky.
Feeling the expectant eyes of the people, the body of the hundred Li crazily is still motionless, and there is no sword movement at all.
At this moment, he looked at Chu Xingyun again. His dark eyes actually softened up, and a smile floated from his mouth, as if turning his fighting spirit into spring breeze.
He looked directly at Chu Xingyun and said in a soft voice, "since you must win, well, I will admit defeat in this battle."
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