Wearing a green robe and long sleeves, with shining aura and spreading pressure, it is the Great Elder of Lingdao Sect and the number one person in the Western Xinjiang cultivation world, Wanhua Zhenren.

Dressed in black robes, with a cold and stern face, and demonic aura rising from his body, he is the number one person in the Demonic Path of Western Xinjiang, Li Mubai.

The middle-aged man in gray robes, with sword energy soaring into the sky and a tall and straight figure, is the head master of Fengling Sword Sect and a Heaven Realm Sword Cultivator.

Not only these three Heavenly Realm masters, but also the ancestors of the Mu family and two demon clansmen who have never been seen before are both Heavenly Realm cultivators.

Beside them, Tuo Bacheng, the patriarch of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, the master of Taiyi Sword Sect and Jade Taoist, Lu Fengyou, the master of Yuntai Dao Sect, and many other powerful people were all there.

Here, it can be said that the strongest group of people in Western Xinjiang have gathered.

"When you board the dragon boat, you can travel thousands of miles away from the source, and you can take action at will."

"On the Shenglong platform, life and death are determined by destiny."

Rules means there are no rules.

The competition for the ranking of the nine sects is to exchange the blood of the elites of the younger generations for the future of the sect.

If you can survive this bloody battle, you will be able to run rampant in the Western Frontier a hundred years later.

"Senior Brother Han, this battle may be difficult." Behind Han Muye, Qi Shisan, who was carrying two swords, spoke in a low voice.

It's difficult.

If Jiuxuan Sword Sect continues to develop in a low-key manner as before, then this battle may be easy to predict.

But if we want to win the first place among the nine factions, everyone present today will have to fight with their lives.

"Since I am a swordsman, I just draw my sword when I encounter an enemy."

Han Muye had a blank look on his face, and he moved and flew up.

"With a sword in my hand, I am invincible."

Han Muye shouted low and landed on the dragon boat that was more than ten feet long.

"I am invincible!"

One after another, figures flew down from the dragon boat.

"Sure enough, he is a banished immortal from the swordsmanship of Xijiang. This kind of knowledge of the swordsmanship is truly extraordinary." The speaker was wearing a green robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and had long and narrow eyebrows.

The sword energy in his body was suppressed, as if there was a surging wave that was about to break at any moment.

The number one within the Tangshan Sword Sect is Gu Yuanlong.

At this time, he adopted the pseudonym Gu Long, the fourth in the inner sect of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

Gu Yuanlong's body turned into a stream of light, chasing Han Muye and landing next to him.

The moment he fell, Lin Shen and Lu Gao were already standing beside Han Mu, protecting him.

The duty of the Sword Guards and Gatekeepers of the Sword Pavilion is, of course, to protect Han Muye, the guardian of the Sword Pavilion.

One after another, figures fell on the dragon boat, and the sky was filled with spiritual light and sword light.

One dragon boat after another moved slowly and began to swim upstream.

The ninety-nine disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect flew down, and then Han Muye, who was standing on the bow of the dragon boat, moved his feet, leading the dragon boat to slowly move in the reverse direction.

By this time, neither Li Xixi nor Deng Chungang had returned.

Only ninety-nine people can control the dragon boat in Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

"boom"

Ahead, two extremely fast dragon boats collided.

The golden dragon boat is made of unknown materials and is extremely strong.

But the dragon boats collided, each swayed, and capsized on the Jialing River.

Figures fell into the water, and then flew out of the water again, preparing to restore the dragon boat and continue moving forward.

"Roar"

At this moment, with a roar, a black fish that was ten feet long jumped out of the Jialing River and bit off half of the waist of an elite disciple who had just flown out of the water.

An elite disciple who was at least a high-level Foundation Establishment student was bitten off!

The blood instantly dyed the river red!

"There are monsters under the river!"

someone exclaimed.

No need to think about it, the waves rolling around the practitioner who fell into the water said it all.

Lines of black monster figures emerged from the water.

Blood and spiritual light flashed at the same time.

"In this competition, a group of the East China Sea Black-armored Demon Clan will accompany them. They are not only the supervisors of the competition, but also part of the difficulty of the competition."

Master Wanhua's voice sounded.

"If you have the ability, they hunt you, and you can hunt them too."

East China Sea Monster Clan.

This incident was mentioned in Jin Jialin's jade slips.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the water in front of him.

In his divine treasure, a drop of water exploded instantly.

His eyes turned into a faint blue.

At this moment, there was no secret in front of him in the thousands of miles of water up and down the Jialing River.

The power of water affinity at full level.

Sensing the situation in the water, Han Muye showed a trace of solemnity on his face.

He looked up to the sky.

At this moment, Wanhua Zhenren, who was suspended in the void, also lowered his head and his eyes met with Han Muye's.

Han Muye could feel a trace of probing hitting him along with his spiritual thoughts.

The mortal curse in his divine treasure was activated to resolve the probe of divine thoughts.

A flash of fierceness flashed across Zhen Wanhua's face and he looked away.

Han Muye lowered his head and looked at the river.

Under the river, there are thousands of monsters accompanying them.

The strongest ones among them were forty to fifty feet tall, lurking low in the river.

This kind of great demon's cultivation and combat power are no match for the Half-Step Heaven Realm, which is about the same.

What's more, there may be some that exceed this level.

There are many other great demons under thirty feet who have condensed demon elixirs or condensed the magical powers of their own demon blood.

In a radius of a hundred miles, there are already dense black-armored monster fish under the water.

With these monsters underwater, if they were to riot and attack, most of the elites in Western Xinjiang would be wiped out.

Is the Lingdao Sect recruiting so many powerful monsters from the East China Sea just to serve as referees for the competition?

"Wow"

A monster beast opened its mouth and bit the elite disciple who fell into the water.

The sword in the disciple's hand struck him head-on.

"Peng"

The black-armored monster fish fell into the river. The expression of the elite who drew the sword changed. Just as he was about to make a sound, another black fish suddenly rushed out from the slanting spine and bit off most of his body in one bite.

The water surface is stained with blood.

When the two capsized dragon boats turned over and all the disciples who fell into the water returned to the dragon boats, there were originally a hundred people on board, but now, they were all less than ninety.

The loss exceeded 10%.

We have just started our journey, we have traveled only ten miles to Shuoyuan, a hundred thousand miles away!

The nine-sect competition was so dangerous, it ended like this!

The elite disciples on the dragon boats looked solemn.

In the sky, those powerful men from various sects remained silent.

On both sides of the river bank, the practitioners who were watching along had fright on their faces.

The battle between these nine factions was so bloody and brutal!

"boom"

A huge black fish ten feet long jumped out of the water and overturned a dragon boat.
To be continued...