This place is surrounded by cliffs, which kept out most warriors from the beginning.
Those who can reach the top are, at best, innate masters.
At this time, these innate masters could only wait aside and become spectators.
On the flat ground in the center, under the pergola built by the disciples of the six major sects, six chairs were placed, five of which had people sitting on them.
"Master Lieyan of the Jinguang Sect, Sword Master of the Changbai Sword Sect, Master Xinchan of the Bodhi Temple, and my friend from the Red Ape Sect... you are all here, very good."
The head of the Zhenwu Sect looked middle-aged, wearing a tortoise and snake Taoist robe, stroking his beard and smiling.
"The only thing missing is the Ice Soul Fairy from Suxin Sect... As a landlord, you make us wait? Humph!" Changbai Sword Master snorted coldly.
The new leader of the Red Ape Sect looked embarrassed, but he knew his identity and said nothing.
The head of Zhenwu Sect said: "Bingpo Fairy's disciples have discovered the whereabouts of the remnant of the 'Mad King'. She can't worry about going to suppress the battle. It's just a matter of catching them... The most urgent task is today's meeting of masters. The one dragon and two kings must be there."
He won't give up, he must have a fight with us..."
"Hehe..." Changbai Sword Master sneered: "Not only that, I got news that the White Tiger Star Lord also appeared in Damo Kingdom recently... Little monkey, your chance for revenge has come."
"If Lord White Tiger Star really comes, we, the Red Ape Sect, will avenge our ancestors even if they risk their lives!"
The leader of the Red Ape Sect twitched his face, but still answered coldly.
"Amitabha, our six major sects are united... don't harm the harmony." Master Xinchan clasped his hands together, and said with a peaceful power to calm the hostility: "It just so happened that... Fairy Bingpo has also arrived."
As soon as he finished speaking, several masters and masters noticed that a white robe was slowly floating towards them, and they couldn't help but feel a shiver in their hearts.
I know that this Zen Zen master has practiced the "Bodhicitta Mind Method" intensively, and he has mastered a spiritual miraculous skill, and his keen perception of various qi mechanisms is even better than them.
"Huh? Ice Soul Fairy, you were injured. Who did it?"
Master Lieyan looked at the Ice Soul Fairy sitting down with a stern look on her face.
"White Tiger Star Jun Fangxian... I had a move with this person..." Bingso Fairy's face was as cold as frost: "This person is far above me, maybe he has touched the threshold..."
What an astonishing statement! All the heads here are speechless.
They all know the difference between a Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster. The former is still thinking about himself, but the latter has already involved the power of heaven and earth!
"Given time, this person will become a Chu madman again!"
Changbai Sword Master said coldly, and the long sword in the scabbard suddenly made a clear sound.
"coming!"
The heads of the six major sects stood up at the same time and saw four figures coming together.
One person is holding a knife, another is holding a sword, one is a woman in black clothes, and the last young man is wearing a white and gold robe, with a formidable aura.
Sword King Guan Sheng, Sword King Linghu, Yilong Yulongjiao, and White Tiger Star Lord - Fang Xian!
"I am honored that the four of you can come."
The heads of the six major sects looked at each other, and the leader of the Zhenwu sect came out to speak.
"The invasion of other countries by the Yuanwu Kingdom is an unjust war!"
Yu Longjiao snorted coldly: "We warriors will fight with him to the end!"
"What is righteousness? The world is divided, countries are divided, and the people are in poverty. Only great unification can be truly righteous. The rest are just trivial matters!"
The leader of the Zhenwu Sect said with emotion.
"Can the world be unified only by your righteous faction?"
The Sword King snorted coldly.
"It seems that there are too many differences. We still have to rely on martial arts to determine victory or defeat. Why talk too much?" Fang Xian sneered.
"There are six of us, but you only have four. If you bully the few with more, you won't be able to win with force." Master Lieyan said: "How about we only compete in four games and end with a point?"
"That's not necessary!"
Yu Longjiao saw the conspiracy at a glance and waved her hand: "One on one, the winner will fight in succession. The four of us are enough to deal with the six of you..."
If it were one-on-one, each person could only play once, and her and Fang Xian's extraordinary combat power as an ordinary grandmaster would be in vain.
"Forget it, the first scene is up to me."
Changbai Sword Master moved lightly and came to the field: "Sword King, do you dare to come and fight?"
"Haha, it's exactly what I want!"
Linghu's long sword was unsheathed, and people followed the sword, turning into a startling rainbow: "Please!"
"please!"
Both of them were real swordsmen. When they struck out, the swords moved with thunderous sounds, and the sword energy was as cold as two dragons, one green and one white, fighting for their swords.
Choking!
The sword energy was everywhere in the field, and the figures were flashing. Hundreds of swords were attacking each other in an instant.
"Good swordsmanship..."
The innate masters on the periphery watched with cold sweat dripping down their faces, feeling that if they were to change places, they would not be able to take a sword from any master.
"Haha... I have been using swords all my life. I thought I had mastered the essence of swordsmanship. Only today did I realize that I am just a frog in the well. Haha, it's ridiculous..."
An old man wearing a sword burst into tears. He suddenly pulled out his beloved long sword, put his fingers together, broke the sword with force, threw it to the ground, covered his face with his sleeves and walked away.
"Linghu's sword technique is self-created, drawing on the strengths of others and capable of defeating all swords in the world. The Changbai Sword Master practices the 'Tianhe Sword Technique' of the Changbai Sword Sect. The power of the sword is like the Yangtze River, surging incessantly, getting stronger and stronger with each passing moment.
favorable……"
Yu Longjiao looked at the field and explained to Fang Xian.
"In other words, the longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for Linghu?"
Fang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that Linghu's sword had changed somewhat.
There seems to be an extra trace of spider silk. Although it is an extremely small amount, it is enough to put him at a disadvantage in the competition between masters.
Not to mention, more spider threads are constantly wrapped around his sword, which is the sword power of the 'Tianhe Sword Technique'!
'The point of this innate swordsmanship is not to build momentum, but to have lingering emotions that linger endlessly, listening to the thunder in silence...'
He nodded slightly, understanding the truth.
Ding!
At this moment, Linghu suddenly pulled out of the battle circle, apparently realizing something was wrong and wanted to strike with all his strength.
He flicked the sword with his fingers, the sword made a dragon's roar, and suddenly thrust out, the long sword drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, like a mark in the sky!
A flying sword!
"The great waves of the river sweep all over the world, and the love is endless and endless!"
Changbai Sword Master roared and stabbed out with the same sword.
Tsk!
Before the two swords even touched, a large amount of sword energy quickly clashed and melted in mid-air...
Finally, the tips of the two swords hit each other without missing a beat, and suddenly began to crack inch by inch.
Two figures flew out upside down. They were Linghu and Changbai Sword Master. Their bodies were dripping with blood, and only one hilt of the sword was left in their hands.
"Is it actually a draw?"
Yulongjiao murmured to herself.
Grandmasters from other sects fight their way up from the bottom, and their strength often surpasses that of the sect.
But when the Sword King took action, he and Changbai Sword Master were both injured, which gave her a bad premonition.
"This second game, I'll do it."
Fang Xian stretched his body and stepped into the arena.
After watching the duel just now, he was also a little excited.