Spirit Sword Sovereign

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Chapter 528

Wanjian Mountain is the foundation of Wanjian Pavilion, with its mountain range and countless peaks, and many palaces occupy it.

On the top of Wanjian Mountain, there is a broad platform.

Since the establishment of Wanjian Pavilion, this high platform has existed, and there are countless sword marks on the pieces of tile and white beating stones, just like the witnesses of the times, exuding an ancient and melodious atmosphere.

This high platform has a distinguished history.

At the beginning of the establishment of Wanjian Pavilion, it was once suppressed by countless forces. In order to resist foreign enemies, the first generation of patriarchs created a large array of Wanjian pavilions.

This formation is the ultimate killing sword formation, which requires three thousand people to be arranged at the same time before it can be formed.

As soon as the sword array is opened, the spiritual power can be condensed into ten thousand sword shadows, each of which has the ultimate killing intent, can easily break through the void, and kill the killer.

Because of the existence of this array, Wanjian Pavilion can stand firm and become one of the six forces in the Northern Wasteland.

Even, it is said that all the sword arrays in the Wanjian Pavilion are derived from the Wanjian Grand Formation. This sword array is the source of the sword array, and it is ever-changing and endless.

This high platform is the place where the sword array is arranged. Every sword mark left on it is torn by the sword shadow, silently witnessing the prosperous rise of Wanjian Pavilion.

At this moment, there are still two days to go before the peak battle.

But under Wanjian Mountain, there were a few disciples of Wanjian Pavilion, their eyes gazed high, as if looking forward to the arrival of the pinnacle battle, their faces burst into fiery colors.

Outside the Wanjian Pavilion, there were many figures in the wide void.

These figures are all warriors from the news.

They were not disciples of Wanjian Pavilion, and they were not allowed to step into Wanjian Pavilion half a step. Therefore, they stood in the void and looked at them, focusing on the top of Wanjian Mountain.

In addition to this place, there are more warriors in the ancient sword city.

They lived temporarily in the ancient sword city, in order to wait for the arrival of the peak battle, and, in the process, the number of warriors is still increasing, and the momentum is increasing.

The sun rises and the sun rises, the moon bright and the moon dark.

After waiting hard for everyone, the two days finally passed.

On this day, the scorching sun did not rise, and a large and noisy discussion sound rang from all parts of Wanjian Pavilion. At the same time, all the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion stopped practicing and went to Wanjian Mountain.

By the time the morning light had passed through the clouds, thousands of Wanjian Pavilion disciples had gathered on the Wanjian Mountain. Except for this place, Nuo Dawan Wanjian Pavilion, like a ghost town, could not see any silhouette.

Such momentum is more solemn than the previous Dengtianjianhui.

Everyone is gathered here to watch the pinnacle battle!

Among the three major branches, the first to come is actually the one of law enforcement.

The Blood Law Team and the Law Enforcement Team were all dispatched and guarded everywhere in Wanjian Mountain. At the same time, they were secretly guarding and carefully maintaining the tranquility of Wanjian Pavilion.

"A lot of people!" When Ning Lefan came here, he just glanced at it, and was shocked by the sight in front of him.

At the entrance, on the Wanjian Mountain, in the void, in the attic, outside the pavilion, there are so many silhouettes standing there, the number is too large to count, and the voice of discussion alone makes people deafening and trembling.

Outside the Wanjian Pavilion, the vast expanse of void was covered by the figure.

Those figures have been waiting for a long time.

Today, the battle for the peak is about to start, how would they miss it, standing there one by one, either whispering, or closing their eyes and contemplating, making the scene a little confusing.

"I have been in the Wanjian Pavilion for decades, but I have never seen such a scene. The attention of this battle is far beyond my imagination." Lei Yuanguang also glanced around, sincerely issued Sigh.

Beside him, the other three sword masters also came here.

Different from Lei Yuanguang's sigh, Yun Changqing was deep-browed and turned sideways, asking Lu Qingxuan: "Luo Yun, haven't you left the border yet?"

On that day, after they left Jianzhufeng, Chu Xingyun announced that he would retreat to practice.

This retreat passed three days.

At this moment, Yun Changqing didn't see Chu Xingyun's figure and couldn't help asking questions.

Lu Qingxuan shook his head, his lips just opened, but behind him came a sneering voice: "In my opinion, Luo Yun mostly knows that he is not a rival of Baili's madness.

This voice was mixed with spiritual power, spreading and spreading, and clearly reached the ears of the crowd. The next moment, in the field of vision, the figures of Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo appeared, Yukong stepped down slowly.

"The war today attracted the attention of countless people. Looking forward, Luo Yun is really embarrassed if he loses in public. In this way, it is better to escape this war. In this way, perhaps he can still keep a little thin face." , Completely ignoring the cold eyes of Yun Changqing and others.

"The showdown hasn't started yet, you just made this rant, and Mo Yao will slap yourself in the face." Yun Changqing snorted coldly, walking lightly, blocking Ning Lefan and others.

"I'm just telling the truth." Chang Chixiao pouted, and sneered: "Luoyun and Baili have a wild battle, and there is almost no chance of winning. This, you must know clearly in your heart, since this is the truth, then why do I Unspeakable? "

The corner of his mouth slightly lifted, Chang Chixiao enjoyed the angry expression of Yun Changqing and others, his eyes shifted slightly, just wanting to continue to mock, but he heard a respectful voice, and said loudly: "I have seen the cabinet master!"

As soon as this remark came out, the voice of discussion lingering in the void immediately dissipated into nothingness. Everyone looked down at the sound source, but they saw the brahma robbery in the purple gold robe. Come.

His pace is very light and slow, but every step he takes, he can pass a distance of 100 meters. Just a moment, he came to the eyes of everyone, with a gentle smile on his face as always.

"I've seen the patriarch!" Chang Chixiao dared not to speak anymore and bowed to salute immediately.

Not only him, but everyone present bowed his back and saluted respectfully to Fan Wujie, even the warriors waiting outside Wanjian Mountain.

"Let's get up." Fan Wujie waved his hand. He glanced around, and said softly: "It seems that we came a little early, and the two protagonists have not yet appeared."

"If the Pavilion Master is anxious, I can wait for it to be passed on." Chang Chixiao looked up and pleased.

"No need." Fan Wushao shook his head and did not speak much. He stepped forward and landed on a lonely peak. His back was straight, his eyes closed slightly, and he entered a mysterious state.

Upon seeing this, the crowd lowered their voices, fearing that they would disturb the rest of Fan Wujie.

Time continued to pass, and the scorching sun hanging from the sky dome began to move slowly towards the Western Mountain.

The crowd is still waiting here.

They did not dare to talk aloud because of Brahma, but even so, the anxiety emanating from the crowd became more intense.

Not long after, the scorching sun sank into the West Mountain, and at night, it slowly enveloped the entire Wanjian Pavilion.

The bright and bright moon rises, hangs in the night sky, and the gentle moonlight is scattered, like a ray of tulle, to remove the night, and gently gather the earth, making the crowd feel a sense of tranquility.

But at this moment, no one appreciates such a beautiful moon.

The crowd frowned, continually glancing around, looking for the figure of Baili Mania and Chu Xingyun. The more they searched, the more rushed their hearts were, and some people even started to talk in a low voice.

Fan Wujie also opened his eyes, staring slightly suspiciously in front.

The dusk faded and the night rose, but the peak battle had not yet begun, and even Baili Madness and Chu Xingyun did not appear, which is really strange.

Boom!

At this moment, a crisp sword chant sounded.

Before waiting for everyone to come back to the gods, there was a young man in white on the broad platform.

He was standing on the left side of the ring. He was dressed in white, Sheng Xue, and his eyes were dark, but there was a deep brilliance. However, anyone who came into contact with this ray of vision would not dare to look directly at him, feeling the suffocation from his heart.

"Hundreds of madness is here!" Seeing the appearance of the youth in white, many people breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, their eyes fell on the right side of the platform involuntarily.

As one of the protagonists of the pinnacle battle, Baili Mania has arrived.

But Chu Xingyun is still missing.

Could it be that, as Chang Chixiao said, he knows that he is not a rival of Baili's madness, so he avoids fighting?