Wanjian Mountain is the foundation of Wanjian Pavilion. Its mountains are continuous and there are countless peaks, and many palaces are entrenched here.

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

Since the establishment of Wanjian Pavilion, this high platform has existed. There are countless sword marks on the white tiled stones, just like the witnesses of the times, emitting an ancient and melodious atmosphere.

This high platform has a prominent origin.

When the Wanjian Pavilion was first established, it was suppressed by countless forces. In order to resist foreign enemies, the first-generation Pavilion Master created a Wanjian formation.

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

Once the sword formation is opened, the spiritual power can condense into thousands of sword shadows. Each one has the ultimate killing intention, which can easily break through the void and kill people.

It is precisely because of the existence of this formation that Wanjian Pavilion has gained a foothold and became one of the six major forces in the Northern Wilderness Region.

It is even rumored that all the sword formations in the Wanjian Pavilion are derived from the Wanjian Formation. This sword formation is the source of the sword formation, which is ever-changing and endless.

And this high platform is the place where the sword formation is arranged. Every sword mark left on it is torn apart by the sword shadow, silently witnessing the prosperity and rise of Wanjian Pavilion.

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

But under Wanjian Mountain, there were some disciples of Wanjian Pavilion standing. Their eyes stared at the high place, as if they were looking forward to the arrival of the peak battle, and a fiery look suddenly surged on their faces.

And outside Wanjian Pavilion, many figures appeared in the wide void.

These figures are all warriors who come to hear the news.

They were not disciples of Wanjian Pavilion, so they were not allowed to step into Wanjian Pavilion. Therefore, they stood in the void, looking at them with their eyes, focusing on the top of Wanjian Mountain.

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

They temporarily live in the ancient sword city, just to wait for the arrival of the peak battle. Moreover, during this process, the number of warriors is increasing and the momentum is becoming increasingly large.

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

After everyone's hard waiting, two days finally passed.

On this day, the scorching sun had not risen, and a huge and noisy discussion sounded from all over the Wanjian Pavilion. At the same time, all the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion stopped practicing and rushed to Wanjian Mountain at the same time.

When the morning light shone through the clouds, thousands of Wanjian Pavilion disciples had gathered on Wanjian Mountain. Apart from this place, the huge Wanjian Pavilion was like a ghost city, and there was no sign of anyone.

Such momentum is even more grand than the previous Sword Meeting of Heaven.

Everyone gathered here to watch the peak battle!

Among the three major branches, the first one is the law enforcement lineage.

The Blood Law Team and the Law Enforcement Team were all dispatched to guard all parts of Wanjian Mountain. At the same time, they were also secretly alerting and carefully maintaining the peace of Wanjian Pavilion.

There are so many people! When Ning Lefan came here, he was shocked by the scene before him just glanced.

Wherever I saw, on Wanjian Mountain, in the void, inside the attic, outside the pavilion, there were dense figures standing, with so many numbers that I could no longer count them. The voice of discussion alone made people deafening and their minds trembled.

And outside Wanjian Pavilion, the vast void was already covered by human figures.

Those figures have been waiting for a long time.

Today, the peak battle is about to begin, and how could they miss it? They stood there one by one, discussing in a low voice, or closing their eyes to ponder, which made the scene a little confused.

I have been in Wanjian Pavilion for decades, but I have never seen such a scene. The attention to this battle is far beyond my imagination. Lei Yuanguang also glanced around and sighed sincerely.

Next to him, the other three sword masters also came here.

Unlike Lei Yuanguang's sigh, Yun Changqing had a deep brow, turned his head and asked Lu Qingxuan: Luo Yun, have you not yet come out of seclusion?

That day, after they left the Sword Master Peak, Chu Xingyun announced that he would go into seclusion and practice in seclusion.

Three days passed after this retreat.

At this moment, Yun Changqing did not see Chu Xingyun's figure and couldn't help but ask questions.

Lu Qingxuan shook her head, and as soon as her lips opened, a sarcastic voice came from behind her: According to what I see, Luo Yun probably knew that he was not a match for Baili Kuangsheng, and wanted to use seclusion as an excuse to deliberately not show up.

The voice mixed with spiritual power spread and spread clearly into the crowd's ears. The next moment, in the field of vision, the figures of Chang Chixiao, Qin Qiumo and others appeared, stepped in the air and slowly landed.

Today's battle has attracted the attention of countless people and is expected. If Luo Yun is defeated in public, he will be embarrassed. With this, it is better to escape this battle. In this way, he may be able to save some thin face. Chang Chixiao sarcastically said another sarcastic voice, completely ignoring the cold gazes of Yun Changqing and others.

Before the showdown began, you can make such crazy words. Don’t slap yourself in the face by then. Yun Changqing shouted coldly, stepping lightly, blocking Ning Lefan and others.

I was just telling the truth. Chang Chixiao curled his lips and sneered: Luo Yun and Baili Kuangsheng had almost no chance of winning. I believe you know this in your heart. Since this is the fact, why can't I say it clearly?

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Chang Chixiao enjoyed the angry expressions of Yun Changqing and others. His eyes slightly moved. He was about to continue to mock him, but he heard a respectful voice and said aloud: Have you seen the Pavilion Master!

As soon as these words came out, the voices surrounding the void immediately dissipated into nothingness. Everyone looked along the source of the sound, but saw Fan Wujie wearing a purple gold robe walking from a distance with relaxed steps.

His steps were very light and slow, but every time he took a step, he could pass a hundred meters away. In just a moment, he came to everyone's eyes, with a gentle smile on his face as usual.

Having met the Pavilion Master! Chang Chixiao did not dare to speak anymore and immediately bowed to salute.

Not only him, but everyone present bowed their backs and saluted respectfully to Fan Wujie. Even the warriors waiting outside Wanjian Mountain were the same, and they dared not disrespect.

Let's get up. Fan Wujie waved his hand, he glanced at the surroundings, and said in a low voice: It seems that we came a little early, and neither of the protagonists have appeared yet.

If the owner is anxious, we can urge him to pass on his behalf. Chang Chixiao raised his head and looked flattering.

No need. Fan Wujie shook his head and said no more words. He stepped forward and landed on a lonely peak. His back was straightened, his eyes closed slightly, and he entered a mysterious state.

Seeing this, the crowd lowered their voices, fearing that they would disturb Fan Wujie's rest.

Time continues to pass, and the scorching sun hanging in the sky begins to move slowly, running towards the west mountain.

The crowd is still waiting here.

Because of Fan Wujie, they did not dare to talk loudly, but even so, the anxiety emanated from the crowd became stronger and stronger.

Soon, the scorching sun sank into the west mountain, and the night slowly enveloped the entire Wanjian Pavilion.

The bright moon rises, hanging in the night sky, and drops soft moonlight, like a wisp of gauze, removing the night sky and gently gathering the earth, making the crowd feel a sense of tranquility.

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

The crowd frowned and kept scanning the surroundings, searching for Baili Kuangsheng and Chu Xingyun's figures. The more they searched, the more they became, the more they became more anxious. Some people even began to whisper.

Fan Wujie also opened his eyes and stared forward with a little confusion.

The dusk faded and the night began to rise, but the peak battle had not yet begun. Even Baili Kuangsheng and Chu Xingyun did not appear, which was really strange.

A soothing!

At this moment, a crisp sword chant sounded.

Before everyone could come to their senses, a young man in white suddenly appeared on the wide platform.

He stood on the left side of the ring, dressed in white, with dark eyes, but deep light. Anyone who touched this gaze would dare not look directly at it, and felt a suffocation from his mind.

Baili Kuangsheng, here! Seeing the appearance of the young man in white, many people breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, their eyes involuntarily landed on the right side of the platform.

As one of the protagonists of the peak battle, Baili Kuangsheng has arrived.

But Chu Xingyun still has nowhere to be seen.
Chapter completed!