Accompanied by the commotion among the crowd, finally, the familiar figure slowly walked towards the Climbing Platform.
He seemed to tilt his mouth towards the sword sect's high platform, revealing his neat teeth.
Everyone in the Sword Sect was relieved, as he finally did not have any accidents.
Looking at Su Bei's appearance, for some reason, Xiao Ruoqing always felt that something was wrong... but she couldn't explain why...
The Sword Sect disciples below were also whispering and discussing in low voices:
"Elder Su seems to have turned white?"
"Yeah, your face is suddenly so pale? Well... there are also dark circles under your eyes."
"Maybe it was because I practiced the exercises all night last night and it was too hard."
"I don't know what kind of skills I am practicing, but I still have to take care of Uncle Ninth Master at the same time..."
"..."
Wenren Pingxin's heart suddenly lifted up again.
She bit her lower lip lightly, feeling confused and not sure whether she should be moved or worried. She even felt a little bit unspeakably annoyed. She looked at Su Bei and wanted to say something to him.
If something unexpected happens to him, how can she feel at ease?
However, she seemed to have thought of some of the previous events, and she swallowed the words that reached her throat.
He let out a long sigh and looked at him with complicated eyes.
Su Bei let go of Shan Wulan's little hand and looked at her.
Shan Wulan lowered his head, his white hair fluttering in the wind, and said softly:
"careful!"
He patted his shoulder and asked him to lower his head slightly.
Then under Su Bei's gaze, she gently stood on tiptoes and straightened Su Bei's green crown.
The wind came and blew his white shirt.
This look was the stern face in her impression.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Su Bei let her move and smiled casually.
Shan Wulan reached out and gently stroked the side of Su Bei's face, and said softly: "I'm afraid you'll be worried, I'm afraid you'll be impulsive, and I'm afraid you'll be distracted."
Su Bei felt that his face was cold, soft, and itchy, just like the willow wind in Jiangnan Spring, which was slightly cool and tickled his heart and lungs.
Close your eyes and quietly feel this rare tenderness.
Then he smiled at her and walked up to the Immortal Platform without looking back, looking at the man who had been waiting there for a long time.
He placed the sword box on his back on the ground and clasped his fists:
"I've kept Elder Tong waiting for a long time..."
...
Shan Wuque, who was on the high platform, jogged all the way to meet Shan Wulan, who was limping towards him.
The somewhat messy purple shirt was worn on her body, her steps were a little unsteady, and her eyes seemed to be showing the exhaustion from the whole night.
Apparently she had just recovered from a serious illness and spent the whole night practicing with Su Bei.
Shan Wuque quickly supported her, with a distressed look on his face:
"Is my sister feeling better?"
"Where did you go at night? Why didn't you come back all night..."
"..."
Shan Wulan took a deep breath, feeling uncomfortable being looked at by her like this. She could still feel a burst of redness and swelling between her legs. After some inadvertent friction, wisps of redness spread all over her body.
Pain.
Even as he walked, he felt that the ground was soft, but when he saw that everyone was looking in his direction, he had to put on a cool face.
With Dan Wique's support, he stopped, his legs under the purple shirt trembling slightly.
"I went to practice with Fifth Senior Brother...well, I forgot about the time."
That’s how it turned out to be.
It was no different from what Shan Wuque had guessed.
Helping Shan Wulan sit on the chair, Wen Renpingxin, who was sitting next to her, also smiled at her, but looking at her current appearance, he felt a little weird in his heart.
"Did you take any beauty elixir?"
Although her expression was a little bad, her skin was a little more supple compared to before.
It seems that a hint of youthfulness has faded away, and there is a bit more mature charm.
Seeing Wen Renpingxin always looking at him with a strange look, Shan Wulan felt a little unnatural, or maybe he was afraid that she would see something, so he hesitated and said:
"Well, maybe I took too many First-grade Qi and Blood Pills..."
The good fortune pill in the body has not been fully absorbed yet. Thinking about it, it may be a blessing in disguise. Maybe there is a chance to break through to the late stage of returning to the void!
Wen Renping nodded heartily, because Su Bei was about to fight Tong Xiu, so he had no time to think about it, and a kind smile appeared on his lips:
"Close your eyes and sleep for a while."
"Your legs are trembling, senior sister, help you..."
Just when Wenren Pingxin's jade hand touched her ankle, she subconsciously stirred, as if it was the instinct of muscle memory brought about by last night's persistence.
"don't want......"
"Um?"
Wenren Pingxin looked at Shan Wulan, who didn't look cool, with a strange expression.
Shan Wulan shook his head and returned to his previous behavior:
"Junior sister is fine."
"Sister, there is no need to worry."
He looked straight at the Climbing Platform.
After hearing her words, Wenren Pingxin didn't know what to say and nodded.
...
On top of the Immortal Platform.
The realm of the sky shines brightly!
The battle that everyone in the twenty-one states has been thinking about, the battle that will determine the honor of the No. 1 sect in the world, is about to begin.
It's not what they all thought at first. Maybe it's a battle between Daozong and Yuanzong? Maybe it's a battle between Daozong and Wuhuaque? Or maybe it's a battle with Buddhism?
It's still the same Taoist, but his opponents have changed one after another.
What really makes people all over the world find it incredible is the Sword Sect. This sect, which was originally only the last of the ten major sects, is like a dark horse on the immortal platform this time, galloping all the way with an attitude that makes everyone unbelievable.
Fighting into the sect's decisive battle alive!
I imagine that when anyone learns this news, their faces must be full of horror and disbelief.
Children and young people in the streets may not know what it means, but those who have reached a certain age are all looking at the scene in front of them with complicated eyes, looking at the man in a white shirt, with his hands behind his back and letting the breeze blow on his face.
, sighed:
"The sword sect from back then may be coming back..."
"..."
On top of Qingyun Mountain, all the monks held their breath, clasped their hands tightly, and waited silently for the decisive battle to begin.
Yang Tianqiong, the great elder of the Holy Land, and Wei Nan, the second elder, stood up, looked at the scene in front of them, and then said:
"The decisive battle can begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce purple-green sword light roared towards him.
The sword box in front of Su Bei opened wide, and the Qingping Sword burst out instantly. The sword light exploded under the Dengxian Platform, and the sound of the sword roar could be heard endlessly.
The huge storm caused the lanterns below the Immortal Platform to sway endlessly, causing light and shadow to become chaotic.
Seeing this scene, all the monks' eyes instantly froze.
Elder Su didn't even say polite words, but directly started testing?
Then he saw Tong Xiu with his hands behind his back. One hand was still behind his back, but the palm of the other hand was forward, and he said softly:
"slow."
The swaying Dengxian platform suddenly froze.
The Qingping sword, which was shining with a strong sword light, seemed to be hindered by something, and it stood still in mid-air, making no sound.
This scene shocked all the monks who were watching.
"Elder Tong Xiu actually blocked Elder Su's temptation with just a casual move!?"
"..."
A sect elder's eyes were full of shock. Although Su Bei just took out the sword from the box, the terrifying sword energy contained in it must be treated with full concentration even by a late-stage Returner.
Tong Xiu just pushed forward so carelessly!?
After a gentle test, it was obvious that Elder Su was a little inferior.
However, this is also reasonable. In theory, Tong Xiu no longer belongs to the realm of Half-step Hedao.
Su Bei's face was as heavy as water, silently watching the scene in front of him, and said softly:
"Elder Tong is worthy of the title of the first person in Hedao."
"Su's ability to ascend to the high platform is actually not due to competing with Elder Tong Xiu for the No. 1 sect in the world. But if I say this, you will not believe it. You might even think that I am afraid."
"Speaking of which, it is a great blessing for Su to be able to compete with Elder Tong. Su knows that his cultivation level is far higher than that of Elder Tong, but he is not willing to admit defeat easily."
"..."
Su Bei also stretched out his palm and pressed it down slightly.
In an instant, everything on the Immortal Platform was filled with sword energy.
There was no sign, and no one even noticed traces of the movement of Su Bei's spiritual energy. It seemed that so much sword energy was poured out at will with just a press of his hand.
The sword energy presses people but does not hurt them, just like hundreds or thousands of sharp swords. They do not cut you with their blades and stab you. They just press on your body, and their weight is enough to completely crush you.
The Qingping Sword once again regained its previous splendor, and green lotuses blossomed.
The monks who were watching were momentarily stunned.
Tong Xiu's face changed slightly. He could clearly feel that the Qingping Sword that he had suppressed instantly lost his control. The other hand behind him was also placed in front of him as calmly as before.
The strong spiritual energy once again overwhelmingly suppressed the Qingping sword.
Obviously, the first confrontation between the two involved this Qingping sword.
What is competing is the purity of spiritual energy!
The eyes of all the sect disciples who were watching were full of confusion. The two people were like pieces of wood, and they didn't see them making any moves. It was just that the Qingping Sword in the air was rising and falling, like a bullet.
On the elders' table, a group of Holy Land elders squinted at the scene in front of them and said quietly:
"This Elder Su is only in the late stage of returning to the void, and the purity of his spiritual energy is not even inferior to that of the child cultivator."
Elder Wei Nan's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled and said:
"Elder Su is already a true talent that is rare to see in a thousand years just because he has achieved this in the late stage of returning to the void. It's just that compared to Elder Tong Xiu, he is still a little younger."
"..."
Nanhuang, who had never spoken a word, suddenly said quietly:
"I have a different view."
"Elder Su is even worse than Elder Tong."
"..."
After the words fell, Su Bei could be seen on the high platform still keeping his palms pressed down.
Looking at Tong Xiu, as if looking at many sects, he said to himself:
"Many of you must be thinking, why is the Sword Sect?"
"He's just a member of the bottom line of the top ten sects, but he's talking so loudly and boastfully. Aren't all the sword sects in the world just the smoke of the past? As for fighting so hard?"
"Do you take this so-called reputation too seriously? Are you still living in the past?"
"This Elder Su is really a bit baffled. What kind of ideals are he talking about here? Why do you want to cultivate immortality for the sake of the world?"
Su Bei paused for a moment, then smiled:
"That's really funny."
"Su never thought that he would be able to participate in the final battle, but now that he is here, if he cannot go all out and see where his limit is, there will always be a lack of regrets in life."
He didn't care what the people in the audience thought, and he didn't know what was going on in their hearts, so he said calmly:
"Su, by going to the Immortal Platform here, you are actually just making a promise to one person."
"Men, you have to keep your words."
The sword sect was stationed there. Wenren Pingxin was silent. His red lips reflected the light under his eyes, which was a bit dazzling.
"go!"
Su Bei suddenly shouted deeply, and the Qingping sword with two spiritual energies intertwined in it shook violently.
Dao Qi, which is a hundred times more than ordinary spiritual energy, rushes into the body crazily.
The sword light suddenly rose.
The next moment, the Qingping sword was completely out of Tong Xiu's control, soaring in the sky and floating around Su Bei.
The Qingping sword, freed from Tong Xiu's restraints, drew a dazzling sword light in the sky.
Tong Xiu took a deep breath and looked at the scene in front of him solemnly.
——It was just a pure spiritual energy competition, and I actually lost.
The elders on the elders' stage were a little shocked when they saw this scene. Yang Tianqiong said with emotion:
"As far as the purity of spiritual energy is concerned, this boy can really be regarded as the number one person under Hedao. It's just a pity that Elder Tong relies on the general trend of heaven and earth..."
"..."
In this tentative confrontation, Subei won by a small margin by three points.
Immediately afterwards, the atmosphere on the Immortal Platform suddenly changed.
Everyone knows that the real decisive battle is about to begin.
Tong Xiu licked the corners of his dry mouth and said with a smile:
"Elder Su, you are the most interesting opponent I have ever seen. I think you won't let me down..."
As soon as his tone changed, he waved his hands in an instant:
"Transform the three pure states, eliminate the upper and lower qing dynasties, and break the six kuns and kuns!"
"Difuze, Zeyong!"
"Duikun Nihe!"
"..."
The Immortal Platform shook. In an instant, the entire platform cracked, and then traces of mud appeared upwards, covering the entire Immortal Platform like a deep pool of hell. Then it spread to the entire Immortal Platform, and the earthquake continued.
The cold and wet swamp contains terrifying spiritual energy, like maggots attached to bones, cold and cold.
The trend of heaven and earth!
Tong Xiu looked at Su Bei with burning eyes. In the battle with Lin Duo, he had already known his Sun Body. This situation could limit his performance to the greatest extent!
There was a torrent of mud in front of his eyes. What he saw in the audience was nothing, but in Su Bei's eyes, it was an overwhelming swamp, almost covering the entire sky!
Su Bei's spiritual energy instantly filled his body, and he had already acquired the Qingping Sword.
Jianyi!
The most straightforward sword is also the most basic sword in the sword canon!
It is both a decisive sword and the fastest sword to kill people. For this reason, it also has a romantic name, but under this name, countless bones are buried.
Go deep!
A green-purple lotus flower suddenly bloomed in front of Su Bei, carrying the aura of coming out of the dust and full of the powerful sword intent!
Qingping sword energy!
A sword intent spans between heaven and earth.
The relationship between Su Bei and Tong Xiu was filled with vast sword intent and nothing else.
In this spirit, he can kill the immortal with one sword.
After the sword intent, sword energy emerged, rolling forward like thunder and thousands of cavalry trampling the earth.
Sonorous——
Tong Xiu sneered. Facing Su Bei's sword, he waved his hand and saw the sky pressing down. The swamps in the sky instantly gathered together and rushed toward Su Bei crazily.
What is different from Su Bei's attack in nature is that Tong Xiu only needs to use very little spiritual energy to attack with the help of the general trend of the world, and every sword that Su Bei swings is frantically consuming the energy in the Dantian sea.
Aura.
And how can the energy of Dantian compare with the vastness of heaven and earth?
boom--
Two terrifying spiritual energies collided together. After a brief silence, the cliff behind the Immortal Platform suddenly shattered, and rocks fell like rain.
Su Bei's figure immediately stepped back dozens of steps, his soles sinking deeply into the ground and sliding backwards.
Tong Xiu remained motionless, his eyes narrowed and his brows raised slightly.
Under this move, even if Su Bei was not seriously injured, he would never treat it lightly?
Could it be that his yin and cold had no effect on his yang?
But they don't know that Su Bei has no real Zhiyang at all, or in other words, the moves he uses are fixed damage and have nothing to do with the influence of the external environment!
Su Bei took a deep breath, and the Qingping Sword sank deeply into the ground. His whole body actually slid back dozens of feet, leaving a crack that was dozens of feet long on the stage.
Tong Xiu saw that the attack was in vain. Before Su Bei could completely stand firm, the next moment, he waved in his hand:
"Hua Sanqing, Qian Sanlian, Xunxia is broken."
"Heaven turns into wind, wind rolls!"
"Qianxun Wind Slash!"
The violent wind suddenly rose, and the violent spiritual energy under the sky was scattered, and then they gathered among the wind dragons that were tens of feet tall, roaring and sweeping towards Subei.
Wrapped in the swamp on the ground and clinging to the coldness, in an instant, there seemed to be thousands of wind swords, billowing into the sky.
Su Bei placed his hands on the hilt of the Qingping Sword and pulled it out suddenly.
The golden lotuses all around suddenly bloomed!
The royal sword!
Under the majesty of the sky, a dazzling sword light passed between the sky and the earth, and then disappeared in a flash.
On the high platform, the piece of heaven and earth that was affected by the wind and cold was shattered inch by inch!
One sword, two swords, cut off mountains and rivers!
Su Bei, who stood between heaven and earth, also overturned with this sword, and his whole body's energy and blood flowed backwards.
The sword seemed to fall in the air, but there was a sound that sounded like the tearing of cloth. Centered on where the green blade landed, it spread to all directions in a continuous manner.
This sword cut off the thousands of mud seas in front of him, but it was like a root without a screen, swaying in the strong wind.
It is extremely small, as if it is a drop in the ocean!
The next moment, a sonorous sound——
That golden sword light actually penetrated through the layers of wind walls, and a loud bell sounded, which was the collision sound that hit the motionless wind surrounding Tong Xiu!
Tong Xiu's figure was forced back a few steps by the sword, and the next moment, he saw a figure flying backwards.
A stream of blood spurted out!
Su Bei held the Qingping Sword in his hand, his black hair fluttering wildly. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked solemnly at the man in front of him.
——For the first time, he was injured due to external force.
It was not that the meridians were broken, but simply that he was injured by the terrifying aura of the world.
"As expected of Elder Tong."
Su Bei said a good word repeatedly.
Blood continued to flow down his lips, staining his white shirt.
All the monks on Qingyun Mountain looked at the scene in front of them with solemn expressions.