Strong men came from all over the Eastern Territory, and every one of them was a person of great fame.
And there are more powerful people rushing here.
The Great Yuan Chu Zhongtian fights against the Great Martial Arts Xiao Changfeng.
It’s so attractive!
Except for those old weirdos who don't care about the world, or those who are too far away to come, everyone else who can come has come.
The strong men of Dayuan, the old monsters of Dawu, and some people from other small countries.
There are many people in Qingxuanxue Palace.
However, everyone did not stay at Qingxuan Academy, but went to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Here is the real battlefield.
The ten-day period has expired.
A figure walked out of Qingxuan Academy and headed towards the top of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
This man's face was resolute, as if he were cutting an ax with a knife.
All he had on his body was a piece of coarse linen clothing and a knife.
It is Chu Zhongtian.
However, compared with the tatters of Erie City, he seemed cleaner at this time.
His gaze was still extremely sharp, and his whole body was straight and upright.
"Master, today, my disciple will avenge you!"
Chu Zhongtian was not in a hurry to climb the mountain.
Instead, he turned around and knelt down on one knee towards a tall, middle-aged man with a beard.
It's none other than King Kui.
However, at this time, Kuihuang had deep circles under his eyes, his energy was slack, and his whole person was extremely depressed, as if he was seriously ill.
The nightmare curse is not that easy to bear.
"Zhongtian, you must win this battle. I will repay him a hundred times the pain."
A ferocious look appeared on Kuihuang's face, and murderous intent gathered in his eyes.
pain!
It's so painful!
That kind of nightmare that seemed to be absent made him unable to sleep and eat well, and he was always living in pain and torture.
He wants revenge, he wants revenge.
And today is the time for his disciples to take revenge on his behalf.
"Disciple, obey!"
Chu Zhongtian bowed respectfully, turned around immediately, turned into a rainbow, and headed straight to the top of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Qingxuan Academy was almost in full force this time.
All the disciples came to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
The weak stand at the foot of the mountain.
The strong ones above the Earth Martial Realm who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth fly through the air to reach the top of Jade Dragon Mountain.
The leader is an old man, walking like a dragon or a tiger, with red eyes shining, and his aura is overwhelming.
When he appeared, the entire Jade Dragon Snow Mountain was in an uproar.
"It's the Red Emperor. He is the master of the Qingxuan Academy. It is rumored that he has been in seclusion for many years. I didn't expect that this time he was alerted."
Someone recognized the old man's identity.
He is the master of Qingxuan Academy and a strong man in the Imperial Martial Realm.
The Red Emperor stepped into the air and stood in the air outside the top of Yulong Mountain, waiting quietly.
Beside him, many elders from Qingxuan Academy and disciples from the Earth Martial Realm also gathered around.
Qing Wu and Wang Bin stood out among them.
"This battle is inevitable after all!"
Seeing Chu Zhongtian sitting cross-legged on the top of Yulong Mountain, a hint of sadness appeared in Qingwu's beautiful eyes.
Whether it is Xiao Changfeng or Chu Zhongtian.
Both have a very high status in her heart, but now the two of them are going to have a life and death battle here.
At this time, many strong men from all directions gathered around Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
The crowds of people almost filled the air around the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
On the top of Yulong Mountain, Chu Zhongtian was sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and waiting.
He is waiting for his opponent to arrive.
Stab!
Above the sky, there seems to be a magic sword, trying to cut off the sky and the earth.
Two figures came out of the air and appeared in front of everyone.
"He is the Sword Emperor of Dawu and the Palace Master of Yin Yang Academy!"
"The other is the Medicine Emperor, the master of the Medicine Refining Hall of Yin Yang Academy."
Someone exclaimed.
These two people are Xue Feixian and Zhao Sanqing.
At this time, Xue Feixian's poison was completely gone, and his whole body was like a divine sword piercing the sky. Standing there, the world was divided with him as the boundary.
Zhao Sanqing, on the other hand, is the presence of an old god, with a faint medicinal fragrance.
This time the battle took place in the Qingxuan Academy of Dayuan.
Xue Feixian and Zhao Sanqing were both worried about Xiao Changfeng's safety.
I was afraid that someone in the Yuan Dynasty would take the opportunity to do evil and harm Xiao Changfeng.
So he traveled thousands of miles to come.
Feeling the arrival of Xue Feixian and Zhao Sanqing, the Red Emperor immediately looked at them, his eyes bright with red light.
But in the end he just snorted and said nothing.
"It seems that Master Xiao hasn't come yet."
Xue Feixian and Zhao Sanqing glanced around and did not find Xiao Changfeng in the crowd.
So he stood high in the sky and stood out from the flock.
Red Emperor, Sword Emperor, Medicine Emperor.
In just a short while, three strong men from the Imperial Martial Realm had gathered here.
As for the Imperial Martial Realm and Tianwu Realm, there are even more.
Whoosh!
Soon another rainbow came quickly. It was a skinny old man riding a long snake.
The snake under his seat is very strange.
It actually has a pair of thin fleshy wings, which are more than ten meters long when spread out, soaring in the sky like a giant dragon.
"It's the Feathered Serpent Emperor. Rumor has it that he was poor since he was a child, but he always lived with snakes. Later, he was blessed and his strength increased dramatically, achieving the strength of the Imperial Martial Realm. The feathered snake under him is also a middle-class of the Imperial Martial Realm.
The quality of spiritual beasts is very impressive."
Someone exclaimed, recognizing the origin of this skinny old man.
This was a powerful man in the Yuan Dynasty with a great reputation.
As a result, Dayuan and Dawu each have two strong men in the Imperial Martial Realm.
As for those in the Imperial Martial Realm, there are even more.
Even the old monster with bloody hands came here and stood in the crowd.
At this time, there are four imperial martial arts realms, a dozen imperial martial arts realms, and other warriors.
Altogether, there are thousands of people.
They all gathered on the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
These people did not make any noise, but stood around quietly.
Everyone is waiting for the other person to fight to arrive.
But Xiao Changfeng hasn't arrived yet.
But one person arrived first.
All I saw was a bright light in the sky.
The holy light is overwhelming, making people unable to help but kneel down and worship.
I saw a young man with fine features and clear eyes walking towards me.
He was completely white and flawless, except for his black hair, which was scattered and falling randomly, like a black waterfall.
And beside him, there was a woman.
"National Preceptor, Wu Changsheng!"
Seeing this young man, Xue Feixian and Zhao Sanqing both stared at each other with solemn expressions on their faces.
The person who came was none other than Wu Changsheng.
The woman beside him is Su Qinglian.
The two came from Yuanjing and finally caught up in time.
"Greetings to the Imperial Master!"
Wu Changsheng's status in the Yuan Dynasty was like a god.
Even the Red Emperor and the Quetzalcoatl Emperor were bowing and saluting at this time.
The other warriors knelt down and worshiped directly.
"Get up!"
Wu Changsheng spoke calmly.
Only then did everyone get up again.
At this moment, Chu Zhongtian, who had his eyes closed cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.
The Four Imperial Martial Realms and Wu Changsheng also sensed something and looked into the distance.
"Xiao Changfeng is here!"
Suddenly, Red Emperor said.
I saw a black shadow in the blue sky, cutting through the sky.
Soon, everyone saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.