To watch the duel in front of you, you naturally have to stand at a high place, but on the high platform in front of the hall stood Meng Shentong and Yu Zun, as well as Xiao Ling'er, who was holding his sister's sleeve.

The disciples of Tianyun Mountain either ran to the upper dining hall not far from the big lake, or stood far away on the high slope covered with thick white snow, fearing that the two men's iron arrows would have no eyes, and their location was not yet known.

People dare to go to the trees to watch the battle.

No matter how far away they stood, thousands of monks could not imagine that the senior brother from Zhufeng could win the most important competition.

On the high platform in front of the main hall.

Nalan Ruoyu said: "Is this guy stupid? He actually compared his archery skills with the opponent? Is it possible that the spiritual bow and arrows provided by Yuan Zun are not good? Otherwise, what can he do to fight his opponent?"

Meng Shentong was silent for a moment, frowned slightly and said: "If you plan everything before fighting, then it is a competition, not a fight between life and death!"

Nalan Ruoyu turned around and looked at Yuan Zun, who was flying towards him, and asked: "My opponent used a bow and arrow. Is it possible that you prepared a spiritual bow for my disciple in advance?"

Yuan Zun looked at the big lake hidden in the wind and snow, shook his head and said: "I didn't give him the mission weapon, and he didn't speak to Sword Master."

Snowflakes fell one after another, disturbing Nalan Ruoyushui's state of mind.

Looking at Meng Shentong beside him, he said, "Is he stupid or stupid?"

Meng Shentong looked at the little Ling'er whose face was red from the cold and asked: "Little girl, are you afraid?"

Xiao Ling'er looked at him and shook her head, smiling: "Don't be afraid, little Ling'er, my brother will win!"

Nodding, Meng Shentong looked back at Nalan Ruoyu and said, "In a fight between life and death, confidence is very important!"

Nalan Ruoyu sighed, took a long scarf and wrapped it around Xiao Ling'er's head, shielding her from the wind and snow.

Chen Xiaoyan looked at the side and said angrily: "How do you become a sister?"

Chen Xiaoyan was stunned and quickly replied: "Disciple, all my thoughts are on senior brother..."

On the edge of a frozen lake.

Ouyang Xuan's face remained indifferent, his sword eyebrows moved slightly, but he seemed to become quieter. He stepped on the thin ice, as if he was worried that he would be trapped in an icy lake at the next moment.

The snowflakes in the sky did not stop, and the sky gradually became darker.

He knew that if he didn't take action, night would come, which would only be detrimental to him.

The snow and fog on the lake were getting thicker and thicker, and night was about to fall. Ouyang Xuan, holding a spiritual bow, could see everything clearly.

Although Tianyun Mountain was cold, the large lake was not completely frozen, and even he did not dare to rush from the lake to the other side easily.

He believed that the young man opposite him was also holding a spiritual bow, waiting for him to fly into the air.

Little Ling'er, wrapped in a scarf, raised her little face and looked at the snow-filled lake. Although she was worried about her brother, she said with a smile: "Sister, my brother will definitely win."

Ping An, who was in the main hall, frowned and asked the headmaster beside him: "Master, is there going to be a fight?"

The headmaster looked at the vast lake and said softly: "The arrow is in my hand, only the sound of the string is missing."

Ping An nodded thoughtfully.

Hidden in the snow and mist, Li Xiuyuan closed his eyes, his hand holding the iron bow trembled a little, and with a pale face, he released his consciousness into the snow and wind.

To capture every move of Ouyang Xuan on the opposite side.

At this time, he was standing in the reeds on the east bank of the lake, hundreds of feet away from his opponent on the west bank.

He was waiting for his opponent to be unable to hold back and shoot an arrow, and even more so, he was waiting for his opponent to accidentally make a tiny mistake.

Although his cultivation was imprisoned by the old Taoist priest, his spiritual consciousness was free and powerful, and he didn't care about Ouyang Xuan in front of him.

After all, when he was in Tianyu City, he swallowed the soul of a Fusion Realm demon.

Li Xiuyuan's powerful spiritual consciousness passed through the snow and fog on the big lake silently, and flew to the reeds on the far other side.

Someone is bending a bow there...

The large lake in front of Tianyun Mountain's main hall is irregular and sits like a crescent moon among the mountains from east to west.

I don't know which year started, the elders of the sect walked across a stone bridge from south to north in order to appreciate flowers and pick lotus.

In the snow and fog that filled the sky, thick snow piled up on the stone bridge, and the lake water under the bridge was condensed with ice cubes of varying thicknesses. The remnants of autumn lotuses hid under the water, and only clumps of reeds were floating in the cold.

Drifting in the wind.

Ouyang Manxue, who is watching from a distance, is also a confident woman.

Even she had to admit at this time that it was really a clever move for Zhu Feng, the uncultivated senior brother in front of her, to hide himself in the wind and snow.

For the two sides to compete in archery skills, as long as the force is accurate and the spiritual consciousness is strong, it does not require any advanced cultivation.

In her opinion, the young man from Zhufeng had the right time and location.

Ouyang Xia Yun, who was standing next to her, looked at the vast lake and said, "I thought that guy was just foolhardy. Who knew he would hide himself in the snow and fog in the sky."

Ouyang Manxue's hands were a little cold. She was worried that her senior brother was not familiar with the situation on the other side of the lake, and she was also afraid that the young man would die under his senior brother's arrows.

For a moment, I couldn't help but murmured: "It turns out that the spiritual bow also has such terrifying attack power..."

Across the lake, Li Xiuyuan stood among the reeds, holding an iron bow in his hand. He didn't want to spend any more time with Ouyang Xuan at night, since he had to decide life and death in the end!

He quietly raised his iron bow, slowly bent it like a full moon, and took an ordinary iron arrow.

The iron bow in the wind and snow had a biting coldness that went straight into his heart. This was the feeling he needed to keep him awake.

The bow string buzzed softly in the wind and snow, and his consciousness locked on someone on the other side, and the arrow pointed at that person's location.

As night falls, the surroundings of the lake begin to be shrouded in snow, fog and night.

...

Ouyang Xuan couldn't see Li Xiuyuan's face clearly, and Li Xiuyuan naturally couldn't see Ouyang Xuan either.

The two could only lock each other in with their powerful spiritual consciousness.

Even though they were hundreds of feet away and obscured by the wind and snow, the two of them didn't need to aim...

As a strong man in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm, Ouyang Xuan had already merged with the reeds by the lake in a heartbeat. Even if Li Xiuyuan was hidden in the wind and snow, he could still lock the opponent!

In this case, where is the iron arrow in Li Xiuyuan's hand going to be shot?

At this time, he remembered the shocking battle in the southern border of the Five Regions many years ago!

Li Xiuyuan, who was on Nanyun City, shot his first golden arrow that ignored distance in the dark night, and easily took the life of the high priest of the prairie army.

Many years later, on the bank of the frozen lake in the cold winter of Tianyun Mountain, powerful enemies on the east and west sides faced off with their bows.

The young man holding the iron bow took a deep breath, looked at somewhere on the other side, and loosened the bowstring of the full moon.

"Buzz!" The iron arrow left the string and disappeared before Li Xiuyuan's eyes, disappearing into the wind and snow.

On the other side of the lake.

Ouyang Xuan, holding a spiritual bow, firmly believed that as long as Li Xiuyuan took action first, he would die.

As long as the opponent shoots an arrow, he can lock the exact position of the opponent. With the position, the spiritual bow in his hand can lock the opponent until the opponent falls under his own spiritual bow!

The most common arrow shot by Li Xiuyuan came from a foreign demon!

The dark iron arrow disappeared in front of Li Xiuyuan one moment, and when it reappeared, it pierced the snow and flew to Ouyang Xuan.

However, even the most ordinary iron arrow broke through the shackles of distance at this moment.

And despite being unaffected by the snowy mist and cold wind in front of him, the icy arrow cluster pierced Ouyang Xuan Ruxue's robe in an instant.

Ouyang Xuan seemed to have felt it early, and turned sideways to avoid the fatal arrow in the cold wind.

The spiritual bow in his hand tensed, and amidst the buzzing sound, a burning spiritual arrow pierced the wind and snow and flew towards the young man on the east bank of the lake!

The spiritual bow was held in Ouyang Xuan's hand, as if it was alive.

In everyone's eyes, they only saw a flame roaring from west to east, flying towards the young man on the shore like a life-threatening arrow.

In the distance, thousands of people heard a roar!

The sparks caused by the flying arrow exploded at the lakeside instantly. With the explosion, a clump of reeds on the lakeside was blown to pieces, and a flame burned on the other side of the lake.

With a powerful impact, Li Xiuyuan's body flew backwards!

Locked by his opponent's spirit, he used the iron bow in his hand to deflect the spirit arrow between life and death. Even so, he was also affected by the explosion and flew backwards to the shore!

"What a powerful spiritual bow! What a powerful spiritual arrow!"

Li Xiuyuan, who was lying on the snow, murmured a word of praise, not only for his opponent's spiritual bow, but also for Ouyang Xuan's powerful arrow path.

At this moment, Ouyang Xuan's feet actually stepped into the frozen mud. If the lake had not frozen, he would have rushed into the lake at this moment.

Although Li Xiuyuan's iron arrow did not hit him, it still almost hurt him with great force.

But Ouyang Xuan's spiritual arrow pierced Li Xiuyuan's clothes and the skin of his left arm, and a drop of blood slowly seeped out.

Looking at the other side of the lake, Li Xiuyuan's face turned pale, thinking that he still suffered a loss.

Ouyang Xuan finally determined Li Xiuyuan's location.

With an expressionless expression, he bent the bow and set an arrow again, and a powerful breath was released, and the snowflakes in the cold wind danced in the buzzing sound of the bowstring.

"Buzz!" There was a sound, and after the sound of the string, the spirit arrows flew towards the other side with cheers!

Similarly, Li Xiuyuan stood up again almost as soon as he fell. Locked by his spiritual consciousness, he quickly bent his bow like a full moon, and nocked another iron arrow with his right hand like lightning!
To be continued...