It's already the fifth day of the first lunar month.
At this moment, many people have gathered at Changbai Peak, and they are all strong men. It is really rare to see so many strong men gathered together.
More than half of them are from Jingmen, and the rest are from the Yanhuang tribe.
It was already winter. On the top of the mountain, the temperature was below zero and the wind was biting.
Young Master Chang'an, who was one of the decisive parties, was already waiting on the top of the mountain with the Yanhuang tribe.
On the other hand, Ximenyu has not gotten up yet.
Of course Ximenyu is not in a hurry. There are still four or five hours before noon. Ximenyu uses Gangbuxia, which is very fast. Is it necessary to torment himself like this and freeze to death over there?
At half past eight, Ximenyu got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face.
As for Ximenyu's masters, they set off yesterday. They needed to take a plane to the nearest city first, and then fly. Of course, it took a lot of time. It was not as easy as Ximenyu.
It was already half past nine when Ximenyu had breakfast.
Ximenyu's parents didn't know what happened.
"Xiaoyu, where are you going again?"
"I'm going to Kyoto." Ximen Yu put on the Steel Clothes Man, flew into the sky, turned into a meteor, and disappeared into the clouds.
Ten or twenty minutes later, Ximen Yu saw the top of Changbai Mountain. The white snow-capped mountains were covered with black people. It seemed that there were many people interested in this battle.
Ximenyu slowly descended from the clouds.
For Ximenyu, this was just an ordinary decisive battle, because Ximenyu was too confident in himself. Ximenyu felt that there was no suspense in such a decisive battle, so he didn't feel any excitement at all.
Ximenyu looked at the time. It was less than ten o'clock, so he was early.
"Ximen Yu is here!"
Countless eyes looked into the air, and Ximen Yu certainly saw countless familiar people.
"Did I really know him before?"
"Brother, you used to be his good friend. Do you know him?"
"I kind of don't believe that I have the honor to know a strong man like Ximen Yu. I think the first time I saw him, he gave me a feeling of being so handsome! Only people with strong strength and handsome appearance can
It gives me this feeling.”
"Hehe, that's true!"
The two people speaking were none other than Lu Huasheng and Lu Xiaohan.
Lu Huasheng's memory was completely deleted by Ximen Yu, so no one knew him. However, he finally returned to his original self and was no longer the lifeless him.
Ximen Yu simply didn't land on the ground and was suspended in mid-air.
In previous decisive battles, Ximenyu almost always appeared at the last minute. This time, it will be the opposite, and he will appear two hours in advance.
On the side of the Yanhuang tribe, many pairs of eyes were looking at Ximen Yu at this moment.
However, Ximen Yu believed that the real strong men of the Yanhuang tribe would not have much interest in such a decisive battle. Those strong men of the Yanhuang tribe did not exist at the same level as Master Qin Bing.
Strong people are all proud. If you watch a duel between two characters who are too young, it will look like they have nothing to do. It would be as boring as letting Ximen Yu watch a duel between two masters in the field of potential.
However, Ximen Yu saw Qin Bing. The man in ancient costume he saw at the last World Cup was also standing behind Qin Bing. He was very calm, while Qin Bing's face was full of anxiety and anxiety.
Looking at the direction of cultivators in Jingmen, there are obviously more strong ones.
Ximen Yu waited a little impatiently and said loudly: "Everyone, thank you for coming to support me today. I think everyone is very excited, but I am not excited at all. Maybe the Yanhuang tribe on the other side is looking at our bunch at Jingmen
The eyes of the cultivators are full of disdain. Over the past thousands of years, the Yanhuang tribe's arrogance and self-righteousness have long been taken for granted by everyone."
"I want to tell everyone that no matter what race he is, he is just a cultivator on the road of cultivation. There is no distinction between high and low, no distinction between noble and low. The road is endless, and the strong have no boundaries. Perhaps, for some races, his starting point is indeed higher than
Other races are faster, but that doesn’t mean they are stronger than others.”
"I, Ximen Yu, was the first to question the strength of the Yanhuang clan's bloodline. I believe that even as weak as an ant, one day it will surpass an elephant, as long as we have the spirit to constantly surpass ourselves and keep making progress. Countless
Over the years, there have been countless people and countless cultivators. Who can know what the true meaning of their cultivation is for these countless people?"
"As far as I know, in the fifth era of the earth, no one has ever cultivated to become an immortal. Countless predecessors of the ancient Yanhuang tribe have not become immortals. The ancestor of the Chinese tribe, the Great Emperor Huaxia, has not become an immortal. Countless people with strong bloodlines and weak bloodlines have not become immortals.
Those who think they are noble and those who are willing to be humble will all be lost in the long river of history. If the great road is not achieved, it would be ridiculous to talk about heroes."
"Here, I dare to say something to the seniors of the Yanhuang tribe. It's time for your tribe to change some of their views. Or, after hearing my words, you are filled with disdain. Previously, Mr. Chang'an dared to say that I had nothing to do with him.
Compared to this, he is just a piece of shit, so arrogant
, Huh, no matter what race or bloodline he is, he must not have much climate. Today when I fight with him, I will choose to kill him. Of course, if you are a senior of the Yanhuang tribe, you don’t want him to die, as long as you can rescue him in time.
, I, Ximenyu, am very happy to spare his life."
"I, Ximenyu, rose from the lowest level and have been practicing till now. I have fought countless decisive battles and have never been defeated. Now I only want one defeat, and I hope that Mr. Chang'an of the Yanhuang tribe can help me! Hahaha, hahaha!"
The cultivators of the Yanhuang tribe were trembling with anger. Ximenyu said a lot of nonsense at first, but finally said this: He has fought countless decisive battles and has never lost a single one. But if you lose once, you can hope for success.
When the practitioners in Jingmen saw Ximenyu's momentum, they felt that their whole bodies were filled with positive energy.
"You are so good, but you only want to be defeated once. I want you to die, not only to be defeated!" Young Master Chang'an gritted his teeth and was about to fly out when a young man next to him grabbed him.
"Chang'an, chop him up. This scumbag really takes himself seriously, and he dares to offend the blood of the leader of the Yanhuang clan. If I hadn't been concerned about the dignity of the Yanhuang clan, I would have gone out and killed him."
"Brother, don't worry. He will definitely die. Let him be arrogant now. When he dies, I want to see his expression."
"What a waste of time it is to spend so much time with such a maniac who knows nothing about the world. Chang'an, let's start now, kill him, and save everyone from waiting in the cold wind."
"good!"
Young Master Chang'an flew out.
He and Ximenyu were both in mid-air, but Mr. Chang'an did not rush to take action. Instead, he said: "Ximenyu, there is a way to heaven but if you don't take it, you will throw yourself into hell if there is no way."