The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Western State.

The swordsman in blue came to a small town, and Brother Pingtou and Hu Dahong lived here temporarily.

Hu Dahong asked curiously, "Jianzu Qingshan, do you know where the bottle water tower is?"

"That's a famous landmark building in Xizhou, like a broken avenue bottle. According to legend, it was a semi-finished treasure created by a holy man, which formed a lake and attracted countless people to visit."

The swordsman of the blue shirt explained.

"I don't know why Tianliao Xiansheng put the battle site there. Moreover, he took the initiative to say that the decisive battle will take place in three days, and he must have made preparations."

Hu Dahong is very smart.

After a little thought, she guessed it.

"I also happen to spend a few days to sort out my kendo. For me, it is a good thing to delay the training for three days."

The swordsman in the blue shirt laughed instead.

These words made Hu Dahong widen his eyes, and complained in his heart: "These old foxes are all calculating, it's so sinister!"

She felt that she was already very cunning.

However, compared with the old foxes like Sword Master Qingshan and Tianliao Xiansheng, he is really just a tender fox, far less cunning than them.

yard.

The swordsman in blue was cross-legged on the ground, his hands were sealed, and the three holy-level long swords behind him were automatically unsheathed, overlapping in mid-air, and strange formations appeared.

"very good!"

"It's almost a success."

The swordsman in blue looked at the three long swords in front of him, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

at the same time.

In an ancient city that is hundreds of millions of miles away, Tianliao Xiansheng opened the underground secret room.

Looking at the statue in the dark, he grinned and said, "Haha! The mere blue-shirt swordsman, when I use this backhand, I will kill you like a treasure."

The news of the life-and-death battle between Qingshan Jianzu and Tianliao Xiansheng quickly spread in Xizhou.

Even in Zhongzhou, Tianzhou and other places, there are cultivators who heard about this and set foot on the teleportation array one after another.

For a time, the vicinity of the bottle water tower was overcrowded.

…

Three days later.

Bottled Water Terrace.

This is a large-scale landmark building in the very center of Xizhou. It looks like a broken avenue of avenues, with waterfalls as high as 10,000 feet.

From far away, the roar of water can be heard.

from a distance.

Rainbows, water mist, white clouds and other scenes overlap to form a delicate picture.

now.

Near the bottle water tower, countless practitioners have gathered, all waiting eagerly.

in the void.

Ye Feng, Tian Dao Ling Monkey, Fei Fei Fei and others were sitting in the palace formed by the condensed white clouds, drinking tea, looking down, and waiting for the arrival of the warring parties.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's been so long, and there's not even a shadow of a person. Are they going to fight?"

"Shh!"

"Keep your voice down, those are Tianliao Xiansheng and Qingshan Jianzu. Both of them are powerful people in Xiansheng. Be careful they cut your head."

People kept talking.

tear it up!

A sword light flashed across the sky, killing the impatient cultivator, blood splashing.

"hiss!"

The crowd quickly backed away.

next moment.

An old figure came with a long sword on his back. It was Tian Liao Xiansheng with a cold face.

"It's really noisy!"

"If you don't want to see it, then get out!"

"Don't force Lai Lai here."

Tian Liao Xiansheng held his arms and his voice was indifferent.

When everyone heard the words, they retreated one after another. They didn't even dare to take a breath, and their eyes were full of fear.

"It's really domineering!"

An old voice came, and everyone looked at it immediately, only to see that the swordsman in the blue shirt was carrying three long swords, and his footsteps were in the void, causing the surrounding vitality to fluctuate.

"Qingshan Jianzu, you are here. Today, this sage wants to see how much means you can have." Tian Liao Xiansheng sneered.

"It's enough to kill you." The swordsman in blue said.

"Kill me? Hahaha! In the middle stage of the manifesto, you can't kill me." Tianliao xiansheng released the momentum of the late stage of the manifesto, obviously suppressing the sword ancestor of the blue shirt, causing the void to whine constantly.

"Very strong momentum!" Sword Ancestor Qing-shirt frowned, feeling the pressure.

"When will it start?" Tian Liao Xiansheng said.

"This place is not suitable for use. Let's go to the open field to fight, how about it?" The swordsman in blue pointed to the distance, where there was a wasteland hundreds of thousands of miles in radius.

"Okay, let's get started!"

Tianliao Xiansheng did not have any nonsense. He stepped out and came to the center of the wasteland. He turned around and waited for the arrival of the swordsman in blue.

"Wait for me to kill you!"

The swordsman in blue jumped and landed in front of Tianliao Xiansheng, the two sides confronted each other across a hundred meters.

For a time, the surrounding void trembled wildly.

Countless dense dust rolled out, engulfing the surrounding void. Fortunately, everyone's cultivation base was high, and their eyes penetrated the fog to see the two people facing each other.

high in the air.

Ye Feng opened the data panel.

【Battle of Elders】

[The first game: Qingshan Jianzu VS Tianliao Xiansheng]

[Reputation value: 789 million/1 billion]

At this time, the two sides were only in the confrontation stage, but because of the three-day spread, countless people learned of this battle, and as a result, it brought a lot of prestige points.

"Good guy!"

"This battle seems a bit easy."

Ye Feng touched his chin.

around the wasteland.

Countless practitioners stood in the air, watching the battle with Hu Dahong, Brother Pingtou and others.

Clang!

Tianliao Xiansheng and Qingshan Jianzu are both kendo saints, and the sword power on their bodies continues to improve, turning into countless substantive sword shadows, slashing in mid-air.

Countless voids were shattered.

The two sides seem to have no hands, but in fact, the competition has already begun.

This is the impact of the sword!

A little careless, it will be counterattacked.

They didn't speak, just held the sword in hand, looked at each other coldly, their eyes filled with determination.

"Boom" sound.

The void between the two suddenly erupted with shock waves, which were several times more terrifying than the usual full-strength blow of the Holy Manifestation, causing everyone to retreat again and again.

"What a terrifying sword power!"

"Ordinary manifestations, I'm afraid they can't stop their swords?"

Many spectators shivered.

Click!

After a long collision, finally a person's sword was broken, and a whimper was heard.

"Look!"

"Tian Liao Xiansheng's body is shaking!"

someone shouted.

Everyone looked at him immediately, and really found that Tian Liao Xiansheng began to retreat, and there were fine bloodstains on his face, as if he had been cut by a terrible sword.

"Okay, very good! I didn't expect that your swordsmanship is stronger than mine. I was blind before."

Tianliao Xiansheng kept going backwards.

His body was trembling constantly, and his body was covered with all kinds of bloodstains, all of which were cut out by the sword of the blue-robed swordsman, and blood was gurgling down.

Soon.

Tianliao Xiansheng has been dyed into a blood man.

"You are defeated!" The Sword Master Qing-shirt squeezed the sword in his hand, and the sword power on his body became more and more fierce.

"Failed? You think too much!"

Tian Liao Xiansheng laughed loudly, his hands clenched suddenly, the ground shook suddenly, and countless cracks appeared, as big as a canyon.

Immediately afterwards, a dark statue rose into the air.

"This is the statue of the ancient saint of the dead, and it was taken by Tianliao Xiansheng!" Someone recognized the statue and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Dangerous!" Jianzu Qingshan looked at the statue and felt cold all over.

next moment.

Just listening to the sound of "click", the statue of the ancient undead sage cracked inch by inch, turning into black stone powder and covering the surface of Tianliao Xiansheng's body, which made his cultivation base soar, and instantly rose to the peak of Xiansheng.

His body is covered with indestructible stone armor.

"You are dead!"

Tian Liao Xiansheng sneered, holding the long sword behind his back, and slashing at the dignified blue-shirted swordsman.

"Three-kill sword formation, get up!"

The blue-shirted swordsman didn't dare to hide, his hands clasped together, and the three holy-level holy swords behind him were unsheathed at the same time.

Clang!

The resounding sound of the sword roared into the sky, instantly spreading across hundreds of millions of miles, and countless practitioners felt a tingling sensation in their skin, as if they were facing the **** of death, fearful in their hearts. (To be continued)

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