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.
The Jiangnan family, the Magic City family, the Yanjing family... countless 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 sigh.
"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 has 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 person 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 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 towards 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 other party's mouth and spread throughout 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.
Someone recognized this young man and exclaimed.
"Wang Ke, the Sword King of Shenbing Pavilion!"
Sword King Wang Ke, one of the geniuses of Shenbing Pavilion, is a figure comparable to Xu Xiong of Shennong Valley.
Wang Ke ignored the looks from the people around him.
His eyes looked at Kunlun Sword Immortal Zhou Xuantong, with fighting intent rising in his eyes.
Zhou Xuantong, I don’t know how far your swordsmanship is compared to my swordsmanship.
It's a pity that he is not the protagonist today, otherwise he would also like to go up and spar with the Kunlun Sword Immortal and learn his opponent's sword skills.
"Why, Brother Wang also wants to go up and compete with the Kunlun Sword Immortal."
At this time, a joking voice sounded behind Wang Ke.
Wang Ke turned around slightly and looked back.
I saw a young man, dressed in green, with a green-edged sword hanging on his waist. He exuded a sharp aura, like the edge of a sword.
The young man was smiling, and the words just now came from this young man's mouth.
"Shushan Sect, Green Sword Lingfeng!"
"I didn't expect you to come too!"
Wang Ke looked at the young man with some surprise and said.
This man is a disciple of the Shushan Sect and one of the geniuses of the world. His strength does not belong to Wang Ke's.
This person rarely appears in the world. Unexpectedly, in this competition, Qingjian Lingfeng of Shushan Sect also came.
Qingjian Lingfeng looked at Wang Ke and said, "Brother Wang can come, so I can come too."
"You, the Shushan sect, have always practiced in closed mountains and sealed off yourselves. It's really surprising to see people from your Shushan sect appear today. What a surprise!"
The words in Sword King Wang Ke's mouth were polite, but the tone of his words was sarcastic.
"Brother Wang doesn't need to worry about how our Shushan sect acts. On the other hand, your Divine Weapon Pavilion, I don't know when you will be able to produce another amazing divine weapon!"
"If there is one, our Shushan sect can bid to buy it." Qingjian Lingfeng said.
These two people were going back and forth, and their words were all in direct opposition to each other.
The atmosphere became a little tense for a while.
"When will the Divine Weapon Pavilion produce another stunning divine weapon? I don't need your Shushan sect to worry about it. Even if there is one, it is impossible to sell it to you Shushan sect." Sword King Wang Ke said coldly.
On his body, a knife power was slowly gathering, and the true energy in his body was circulating.
Qingjian Lingfeng's face changed slightly. He could naturally feel the change in the opponent's aura, and frost appeared on his face.
"Brother Wang, could it be that you want to have a discussion with me?"
A sneer appeared on Qingjian Lingfeng's face.
"I came today to watch the battle, not to participate in it. There is no need to discuss it."
Wang Ke, the sword king, dispersed his condensed sword power.
He still had a mission today, but he didn't have time to fight with this guy.
Qingjian Lingfeng smiled and said no more.
The two of them separated slightly and looked at the Kunlun Sword Immortal on the top of the mountain again.
Zhou Xuantong's voice filled the Kunlun Mountains and spread far and wide.
Half a minute passed, but no one responded to him.
Zhou Xuantong couldn't help but frown slightly, but he didn't say anything anymore, but his face was a bit colder.
"Isn't Immortal Emperor Qingyun here yet?"
"Is it possible that Immortal Emperor Qingyun is afraid of losing and doesn't dare to come?"
"No way, it's been agreed, there's no way Immortal Emperor Qingyun won't come."
"Who knows, if it were me, I wouldn't dare to come."
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Among the crowd, the sound of discussion started again.