Chapter 1372

West state.

Qingshan Jianzu came to a small town, where brother Heping and Hu Dahong lived temporarily.

Fox Dahong asked curiously, "Qingshan Jianzu, do you know where the bottled water terrace is?"

"It is a famous landmark building in Xizhou, like a broken Avenue vase. According to legend, it is a semi-finished treasure created by a supreme saint, forming a lake and attracting countless people to visit."

Qingshan Jianzu explained.

"I don't know why Tianliao Xiansheng put the battle site there. Moreover, he volunteered to make preparations for the decisive battle in three days."

Fox Dahong is very clever.

On a little thought, she guessed that.

"I happen to spend a few days combing my kendo. For me, delaying the duel for three days is also a good thing."

Qingshan Jianzu laughed instead.

These words make complaints about the big red eyes of the fox, and the heart is Tucao: "these old foxes are calculating each other. It's really dangerous."

She felt that she was already very cunning.

However, compared with the old foxes such as Qingshan Jianzu and Tianliao Xiansheng, he is really just a young fox, far less cunning than them.

In the yard.

The ancestor of green shirt sword crossed his knees to the ground with his hands bound. The three Xiansheng level long swords behind him automatically came out of their scabbards and overlapped in mid air, with strange array patterns emerging.

"Very good!"

"It's about to succeed."

Qingshan Jianzu looked at the three long swords in front of him, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

meanwhile.

In an ancient city hundreds of millions of miles away, Tianliao Xiansheng opened the basement.

Looking at the statue in the dark, he said with a grin: "ha ha! Just Qingshan Jianzu, wait until I use this backhand to kill you like looking out of my pocket."

The news of the life and death battle between Qingshan Jianzu and Tianliao Xiansheng quickly spread in Xizhou.

Even in Zhongzhou, Tianzhou and other places, practitioners heard about this and set foot on the transmission array one after another. They did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to go to Xizhou to watch the war.

For a time, there was overcrowding near the bottled water building.

……

Three days later.

Bottle of water.

This is a large landmark building located in the center of Xizhou. It looks like a broken Avenue vase, with a waterfall falling as high as ten thousand feet.

The roar of water can be heard far away.

Look from a distance.

The rainbow, water mist, white clouds and other scenery are overlapped and combined into an exquisite picture.

Now.

Near the bottled water terrace, countless practitioners have gathered, all waiting.

In the void.

Ye Feng, Tiandao monkey, fox Princess and others sat in the palace formed by white clouds, drinking tea, looking down and waiting for the arrival of the warring parties.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"I've been waiting so long that I don't even have a personal film. Do they fight or not?"

"Shh!"

"Keep your voice down. It's Tianliao Xiansheng and Qingshan Jianzu. They are both strong in Xiansheng. Be careful that they cut your head."

People keep talking.

Tear it!

A sword flashed across the sky and killed the impatient practitioner with blood splashing.

"Hiss!"

Everyone hurried back.

The next moment.

An old figure came with a long sword on his back. It was Tianliao Xiansheng with a cold face.

"What a noise!"

"If you don't want to see it, get out!"

"Don't force me here."

Tianliao Xiansheng held his arm and his voice was cold.

When they heard the speech, they retreated one after another. They didn't even dare to breathe. Their eyes were full of fear.

"What a bully!"

An old voice came, and the people immediately looked at it. They saw the green shirt sword ancestor carrying three long swords and stepping on the void, which caused the vitality around to fluctuate.

"Qingshan Jianzu, you are here. Today, Ben Sheng wants to see how much means you can have." Tianliao Xiansheng sneered.

"Killing you is enough." Green shirt sword ancestor road.

"Kill me? Hahaha! You can't kill me in the middle of the show." Tianliao Xiansheng released the momentum of the later stage of Xiansheng and obviously pressed the head of Qingshan Jianzu, making the void moan constantly.

"Strong momentum!" Qingshan Jianzu frowned and felt the pressure.

"When will it start?" Tianliao Xiansheng opens his mouth.

"It's not suitable to play here. How about we fight in the open space?" Qingshan Jianzu points to the distance, where there is a wasteland with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

"OK, let's start!"

Tianliao Xiansheng didn't have any nonsense. One step out, he came to the center of the wasteland, turned around and waited for the arrival of Qingshan Jianzu.

"Wait for me to kill you!"

Qingshan Jianzu jumped and fell in front of Tianliao Xiansheng. The two sides faced each other across a hundred feet.

For a moment, the void around trembled wildly.

Countless thick dust billowed out and swallowed up the void around. Fortunately, the people had high cultivation and their eyes penetrated the fog and saw the two confrontation.

High in the air.

Ye Feng opened the data panel.

[elder fight]

[Scene 1: Qingshan Jianzu vs Tianliao Xiansheng]

[reputation value: 789 million / 1 billion]

At this time, the two sides were only in the confrontation stage, but because of the spread of three days, countless people learned about the war, which brought a lot of prestige.

"Good guy!"

"This war seems a little relaxed."

Ye Feng touched his chin.

Around the wilderness.

Countless practitioners stood in the air and watched the war with Hu Dahong, brother Ping tou and others.

Qiang!

Tianliao Xiansheng and Qingshan Jianzu are both masters of kendo. Their sword power is constantly improving, turning into countless substantive sword shadows and chopping in the air.

Countless voids were shattered.

It seems that the two sides have not started, but in fact, they are already competing.

This is the impact of sword power!

If you are careless, you will be eaten back.

They didn't speak, so they kneaded their swords, looked at each other coldly, and their eyes were full of firmness.

Boom.

The void between them suddenly erupted into shock waves, which were several times more terrible than the ordinary full-strength blow of the saint, making everyone go back again and again.

"What a terrible sword!"

"I'm afraid that ordinary saints can't stop their sword?"

Many spectators trembled.

Click!

After a long collision, a man's sword broke and a cry came out.

"Look!"

"Tianliao Xiansheng's body is shaking!"

Someone shouted.

The crowd looked at it immediately. They really found that Tianliao Xiansheng began to retreat, and there were fine blood marks on his face, as if he had been cut open by a terrible sword.

"Good, good! Unexpectedly, your sword is stronger than me. I was clumsy before."

Tianliao Xiansheng continued to regress.

His body was shaking constantly, and his body was covered with all kinds of blood marks, which were cut out by the sword power of Qingshan sword ancestor, and the blood gurgled down.

Not long.

Tianliao Xiansheng has been dyed into a blood man.

"You lost!" The master of green shirt sword held the sword formula in his hand, and the sword momentum on his body became more and more fierce.

"Defeat? You think too much!"

Tianliao Xiansheng looked up at the sky and laughed. His hands suddenly pinched the formula. The ground suddenly shook and countless cracks appeared, just like a canyon.

Then a dark statue rose into the air.

"This is the statue of the ancient saint of the dead. It was taken by the Xiansheng of Tianliao!" Someone recognized the statue and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Danger!" Qingshan Jianzu looked at the statue and felt cold all over.

The next moment.

With the sound of "click", the statue of the ancient sage of the dead was broken inch by inch and turned into black stone powder to cover the body surface of Tianliao Xiansheng, which made his cultivation soar and instantly ascended to the peak of Xiansheng.

His body surface is also covered with indestructible stone armor.

"You're dead!"

Tianliao Xiansheng sneered, held the long sword behind him and cut across the air to the blue shirt sword ancestor with dignified face.

"Three killing sword array, up!"

The green shirt sword ancestor didn't dare to hide. He pinched the formula with both hands, and the three Xiansheng level holy swords behind him came out of the scabbard at the same time.

Qiang!

The loud and clear sound of sword chanting rose into the sky and instantly spread throughout hundreds of millions of miles. Countless practitioners have a feeling of skin tingling, just like facing death and fear.