The Kunlun Mountains are covered with white snow. Only when you are in it can you realize how insignificant a person is.
The scenery here is beautiful, and more and more people are gathering here.
The head of the Bai family is standing, followed by several people from the Bai family, and Bai Bingyun, who is standing quietly.
In the Li family, Li Xuanyuan looked down the mountain with her beautiful eyes, looking for the figure she missed day and night. There were several people from the Li family beside her.
Jiangnan aristocratic family, Magic City aristocratic family, Yanjing aristocratic family... countless aristocratic families in China were alarmed and came here to watch the battle between Qingyun Immortal Emperor and Kunlun Sword Immortal.
These people stood on the mountain, looked at the top of the mountain, looked at the bottom of the mountain, and couldn't help but feel emotional.
"The battle between these powerful men is like a legend. I never thought that I would be able to see the Kunlun Sword Immortal take action in my lifetime." A hidden warrior said with emotion. This man already had white hair.
"I don't know when Qingyun Immortal Emperor and Kunlun Sword Immortal will arrive."
"The battle at the top of Kunlun Mountain is extremely exciting."
"Fighting in a place like this is really full of artistic conception, a good place and a good view."
"One is the most talented person in the world, a young hero, and the other is a talented person of the last century and a peerless strong man today. Both of them are influential figures, beings that countless people look up to."
"Only such a figure can attract the military to block the mountains and attract so many people to watch the battle."
"But in this battle, I am still not optimistic about Immortal Emperor Qingyun."
"Kunlun Sword Immortal was a master who reached the top a hundred years ago. I don't know how powerful he is now."
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Countless voices of discussion can be heard.
Whether it is Qingyun Immortal Emperor or Kunlun Sword Immortal, they are both top powerhouses in China.
Only such a top powerhouse can attract so many people to watch the battle.
As countless people wait, time passes and the sun rises slowly, shining on Kunlun Mountain.
Suddenly, someone with keen eyesight saw a figure approaching quickly in the distance.
Countless warriors saw that figure.
Although they were still several kilometers apart, many people saw it at a glance.
"Coming!"
Someone spoke.
Countless people looked at that figure and were attracted by it.
From the distant horizon, a flying sword came flying in the wind.
An old man, with white hair and a childish face, blue robes, and a flying sword on his feet.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was like an immortal, floating out of the dust.
Just like the arrival of the legendary Sword Immortal, just this momentum is enough to make countless people worship him and be in awe.
Everyone's eyes fell on this figure flying with a sword, some were surprised, some were horrified, some were in awe, some were admired, some were yearning for...
For a moment, everyone stopped talking and became extremely quiet. Everyone followed the figure with their eyes.
The old man landed on the top of Kunlun Mountain under the watchful eyes of countless people.
The old man raised his head slightly and looked to the sky, never looking down at the crowd below, as if these people were not qualified for him to take a look.
This old man flying with his sword on the wind is none other than one of today's protagonists, the Kunlun Sword Immortal of the Kunlun Sect, Zhou Xuantong.
"Is Immortal Emperor Qingyun coming?"
A loud voice came from the opponent's mouth and spread all over the Kunlun Mountains. The sound spread for thousands of meters, and everyone present could clearly hear the voice.
Kunlun Sword Immortal, Zhou Xuantong.
Everyone thought of this name in their minds.
Everyone looked in awe at the figure with white hair, childish face, and immortal demeanor.
Countless people's faces changed slightly and their moods were complicated.
"Is this the Kunlun Sword Immortal, Zhou Xuantong? Interesting, interesting."
The speaker was a young man, wearing a yellow robe, with an extraordinary aura on his body, and carrying a sword behind his back.
Hearing the voice, several people around him turned their attention to this young man. This chapter has been completed!