Only Meng Shentong and Nalan Ruoyu remained expressionless, and they remained silent.

Calmly and intently, he watched Li Xiuyuan on the high platform flick his sleeves, climb down the steps, and head towards the lake step by step.

What shocked everyone, and even found it incredible, was that the young man on the high platform did not refuse the other party's proposal, but followed him towards the lake.

Just a disagreement, and the two of them were about to stage a life-and-death duel here.

The group of elders present had high status in the sect and had never encountered such a life and death challenge. Even among the disciples, life and death duels rarely occurred.

Therefore, the elders and disciples were extremely shocked and even couldn't help but scream.

Everyone thinks that Ouyang Xuan of the Snowfield Holy Land will win this challenge. If it is a life and death battle and Li Xiuyuan dies, as his elder brother Zhufeng, Yu Zun will definitely not give up!

Yuan Zun looked at the headmaster and asked seriously: "The headmaster just gives them an excuse to do whatever they want?"

Seeing the people in the square gradually gathering around the lake, the headmaster couldn't help but sigh.

Said: "Otherwise? The two issued a challenge according to the rules, and both parties accepted each other's challenge. Who here can stop them?"

Then the headmaster looked at Ouyang Chongming and said, "Unless the Snowfield Holy Land doesn't accept it!"

Ouyang Chongming looked at the backs of Er Dao in the wind and snow, with a somewhat solemn expression on his face. He looked at the headmaster and replied: "The choice of the two of them is beyond my expectation!"

The headmaster frowned slightly and said, "People will die in this battle!"

Ouyang Chongming looked at him and said: "Since the two of us have no other way to go, we have no choice but to do this. But at this point, can we still turn back?"

The headmaster said: "Is this what you wish for?"

Ouyang Chongming said calmly: "Since they have made a choice, the best way is to respect their decision."

With a wave of his hand, Meng Shentong flew onto the high platform.

Standing on the high platform, looking at the two people walking towards the lake, he said: "Thousands of years ago, I was sitting here, watching that earth-shattering killing..."

"I watched the two peaks of Tianyun Mountain fall, watched the seven peaks finally turn into five peaks, watched Star Lord leave with the fall of Tianyu Peak, watched Dragon Lord kill several people with one sword.

Thousands of alien monks..."

"At this moment, I seem to see the appearance of Long Zun again!"

Looking at Nalan Ruoyu flying over, the old man said softly: "History is always surprisingly similar. There is no need for him to bear all this for Tianyun Mountain..."

Nalan Ruyu stood aside and asked: "How does Li Xiuyuan resemble Long Zun?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I can't tell. Maybe it's because of their strong pursuit of power? Neither of them is afraid of death?"

"How heroic the Dragon Lord was back then!" Nalan Ruoyu asked in confusion: "How could he be so impulsive as the silly boy in front of me?"

The old man said: "The so-called desire for power, if Long Zun had been stronger back then, he would not have been forced to die with those guys in the end..."

Nalan Ruoyu said: "I can't understand this guy right now..."

"He defeated fear under the abyss, experienced life and death, and now he is facing the same choice that Dragon Lord faced back then."

"No one is qualified to blame him for the choices you and I, my disciples, made today. It is already very rare for him to challenge the genius of the Holy Land."

Nalan Ruoyu sighed and said, "Is that why you accepted him in the first place?"

The old man said with emotion: "It was just Ping An, the little guy, who begged to let Li Xiuyuan in to study. Unexpectedly, he sat quietly for half a month."

"How can you find such a quiet student?"

The old man looked at the crowd that was gradually moving toward the lake. He couldn't help but turn around and said to Yuan Zun: "Old man, hurry up and tell the onlookers to stay away..."

The headmaster also said to Yuan Zun who was sitting beside him: "The sword has no eyes. Be careful of accidental injuries. Keep them away!"

He turned around and took Ping An's hand, and said with a smile: "You are the stupidest among the disciples in Tianyun Mountain, so in the future you must learn swordsmanship from the senior brothers at Zhufeng Mountain."

Pingan nodded solemnly, looked at his brother standing by the lake, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Master, if my brother loses today, what should I do?"

As the saying goes, children's words are unbridled, which means that in Ping An's view, his current brother is no match for Ouyang Xuan in the Holy Land of Snowfield.

"As long as he is still there and his two masters have not spoken out against it, there is still hope. You have to believe in yourself."

The headmaster looked at the still hazy sky and said: "In the future, you can only believe in yourself when you grow up. Today is your brother's own choice, because he is a student of Yu Zun and Grandpa Meng."

...

On the edge of the frozen lake on the right side of the hall, everyone onlookers stepped back several feet.

Today's wind and snow are getting tighter, and thousands of people are swaying in the wind.

Ouyang Xia Yun from the Snowfield Holy Land looked at his sister with complicated eyes: "Senior brother, are you going to fight that boy to the death?"

Ouyang Manxue remained silent.

Ouyang Xiayun shook his head helplessly and said: "In my opinion, that guy is a good guy, why bother to engage in this life-and-death battle with my senior brother?"

Ouyang Manxue stretched out her hand to comb the messy hair on her forehead behind her ears, and said quietly: "They both have their own specialties."

Ouyang Xiayun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Ouyang Manxue said softly: "That young man is bloody, senior brother wants to save face..."

Ouyang Xiayun thought for a moment and said, "That's true!"

...

Little Ling'er in the crowd looked at Li Xiuyuan by the lake and said, "Sister, is brother crazy?"

Chen Xiaoyan looked at her and said seriously: "He is not crazy, but he has no choice."

Xiao Ling'er sighed and said, "I heard my brother say before that he has many powerful methods."

Chen Xiaoyan touched her shoulders, looked at the two figures in the distance, and said: "In front of tens of millions of people, if it were me, there would be no way out!"

Xiao Ling'er nodded and said: "Xiao Ling'er seems to understand. My brother was forced to a dead end by that guy, but Xiao Ling'er knows that my brother will definitely win."

"Because Ping An will definitely believe that his brother can win."

After saying this, Xiao Ling'er raised her head and looked in the direction of the main hall, and Ping'an happened to be looking at her as well. Their eyes exchanged in the air, and finally they both came to the conclusion that her brother would win!

From Ping An's point of view, even the master doesn't care, so my brother will definitely win!

In Xiao Ling'er's opinion, even Ping An stood there quietly watching, so his brother would naturally not lose!

Speaking of this, Xiao Ling'er looked at the figure in the distance and said: "Brother said that after the last game, he will go back to Zhufeng to have a barbecue."

A gust of cold wind and snow hit the body, and the crowd watching by the lake wrapped themselves tightly in fur jackets, waiting for the decisive moment to come.

Most people have the same thoughts as Xiao Ling'er. You should fight faster. After the fight, I want to go back and eat barbecue.

.......

Ouyang Xuan on the lake looked at Li Xiuyuan who was less than ten feet away from him. He was silent for a long time and suddenly said: "You want to kill me?!"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied in a solemn voice: "You turn around and leave now, I don't have to do anything!"

When Ouyang Xuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing loudly and said, "Do you think I can do it?"

Li Xiuyuan sighed and said quietly: "So, I am still here!"

"You are very interesting!" Ouyang Xuan looked at him and smiled: "If I am the winner in the end, I can keep your whole body!"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "It doesn't matter how serious I am, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want!"

With a bang, Ouyang Xuan kicked away the snow in front of him, standing like an indestructible snow peak in the wind and snow!

"Come and kill me." Ouyang Xuan said coldly: "Or be killed by me!"

...

In Tianyun Mountain at midnight, the hazy sky fell like night.

Thick clouds obscured the view of the sky, and someone had already built a fire on the edge of the lake, both to keep warm and to illuminate the two men who were about to duel.

Ouyang Xuan looked coldly at Li Xiuyuan who was gradually retreating. He stretched out his hand and an iron bow was held in his hand.

His movements were very casual. The iron bow was an ordinary spiritual bow found in the Snowfield Holy Land, and the arrow feathers were also ordinary iron arrows.

But when he held the spiritual bow in his hand, the expression on his face changed to a cold determination, and the iron arrows in his hands collided with each other, making a harsh sound.

He cherishes feathers and does not want to cut off the boy's head with his own hands. He wants to use the spiritual bow and iron arrows in his hand.

As he said, there are no rules in today's competition. Whoever survives to the end will be the final winner!

It’s a matter of victory or defeat! It’s also a matter of life and death!

This is a fight to the death!

Along the way from the Snowfield Holy Land, whether he was fighting against disciples from the Wuji Holy Land or fighting against disciples from aristocratic families in Loulan City, he never allowed himself to be stained with his opponent's blood!

Because the people who fought against him had already fallen before they could reach him.

Not only does he have strong cultivation, but he also has excellent archery skills!

Thousands of monks on the edge of the lake watched Ouyang Xuan take out his bow and arrows, and involuntarily stepped back. The bows and arrows had no eyes, and they naturally did not want to be accidentally injured by the bows and arrows from both sides.

Looking at the vast lake covered in snow and fog, Ouyang Xuan took a step forward and walked into the night.

...

Li Xiuyuan, who was invisible in the wind and snow, had arrived on the other side of the lake.
To be continued...