Gao Wu: Just Became Suzerain, The Empress Invited Me Out Of The Mountain

Chapter 157 All Saints Are Ants

"This is not a place to fight, let's go to the Lianyun Mountains 800 miles away to fight.

Xie Xiaofeng, owner of Famous Sword Villa, said in a deep voice.

In the battle between two thirteenth realms, even if the famous sword villa had a large array of protection, it would not be able to withstand such a toss.

"Can."

Wan Guiyuan didn't insist on fighting at Mingjian Villa, so he nodded in agreement.

After all, this is the Shenzhou Continent, where masters are like clouds and strong men are like rain, it is not the East China Sea, so he can't help being presumptuous.

swish swish~

The figures of Xie Xiaofeng and Wan Guiyuan disappeared almost at the same time, and they flew towards the Lianyun Mountains 800 miles away.

Some of the disciples of Famous Sword Villa, the various forces watching the battle ahead, and the knights of the rivers and lakes also heard the conversation between the two, and all set off for the Lianyun Mountains 800 miles away.

In Qianlong City, Zhou Yuanjun led the big mare out of the city slowly, and then rode on the big mare, letting it go towards the Lianyun Mountains, the speed was not fast.

Famous Sword Villa is less than a hundred miles away from Qianlong City, within the envelope of his divine sense, so Zhou Yuanjun didn't rush to Famous Sword Villa immediately.

But he has investigated all the people in Mingjian Villa, and he knows exactly who is what identity and what realm.

It doesn't matter to Zhou Yuanjun that Wan Guiyuan doesn't believe in his strength, after all, he has never seen it with his own eyes.

But Wan Guiyuan uttered wild words, threatening to defeat him and shatter his pride, this is something Zhou Yuanjun can't bear.

A mere overseas barbarian came to the Shenzhou Continent to show off his might, so he had to show him some color.

Zhou Yuanjun has already made up his mind, if Xie Xiaofeng wins, then he will not fight for the Sword Emperor.

If Wan Guiyuan beat Xie Xiaofeng, then he would take action himself to see how Wan Guiyuan shattered his pride.

Lianyun Mountains.

Located in Qianlong County, Yangzhou, it is the largest mountain range in Qianlong County. It is composed of eleven peaks.

The Lianyun Mountains are rich in purple cloud grass, which is a rare material for alchemy. It grows on the mountains above five kilometers, and absorbs the tenth ray of purple air from the morning glow between the sky and the earth every day to grow.

The Purple Cloud Pill refined from Purple Cloud Grass can improve one's cultivation level and restore one's true energy. It is one of the miraculous medicines below Extraordinary.

There is also a faction on the Lianyun Mountain Range, named Lianyunzhai, which specializes in collecting Ziyun grass and selling it, and is one of the affiliated factions of Mingjian Villa.

"The Battle of the Sword Emperor (bdbh) will be held in the Lianyun Mountains, and all idlers will evacuate as quickly as possible, otherwise life and death will be irrelevant.

A loud voice resounded in the Lianyun Mountains, like Huang Zhong Dalu echoing in the Lianyun Mountains.

In an instant, the entire Lianyun Mountain Range was in a commotion. Most people evacuated immediately and didn't dare to stay longer. A few people stayed with luck to watch the battle of the Sword Emperor up close.

The sword emperor dispute has long been spread throughout the Daqi Dynasty these days. People living in the Lianyun Mountain Range naturally know about it, and they also know that the two great figures will destroy the world when they fight, and maybe even the Yunyun Mountain Range will be flattened.

Wan Guiyuan's figure appeared not far from Xie Xiaofeng, he glanced at those weak people who fled in a hurry, and said indifferently:

"Why bother?"

In his opinion, it is an honor in itself for the weak to die in the battle of the strong, but not everyone is qualified to watch the two thirteen-level battles up close.

The weak are always weak, and their lifespan is only a few dozen, so what difference does it make if they die early or die late?

Without the cultivation base of the thirteenth realm or without the combat power of the thirteenth realm, they are all ants in this world.

It is not empty talk that all saints are ants.

"You came up from the weak step by step in the past."

Xie Xiaofeng sneered when he heard this.

Having fought with Wan Guiyuan a few times, he has already understood this person's temperament, regards life as nothing, regards human life as worthless, and believes that the weak should be ruled by the strong by nature.

But he didn't think about it, the strong also cultivated step by step from the weak.

"This seat is different from them."

Wan Guiyuan said in a cold voice, but he didn't stop him, and he didn't make a move immediately, which was acquiescence to Xie Xiaofeng's actions.

He was born in the temple of the gods of the top schools in the East China Sea, his father is the master of the temple of the gods, and he has been trained with the best resources since he was a child.

Coupled with his extraordinary talent, he has extremely high attainments in the way of swordsmanship, and became an extraordinary expert at the age of thirty-eight.

At the age of fifty-six, he was promoted to the eleventh level of Tiandi Tongxuan, at the age of ninety-nine, he broke through to the second level of Poxu, and at the age of two hundred and thirty-eight, he reached the half-step thirteenth level.

This kind of cultivation speed is very excellent even on the Shenzhou Continent, and it can be ranked at the top of the dragon and phoenix list.

That year he became the new Lord of the Temple of the Gods, bringing the Temple of the Gods to a position of super power.

Now he is nearly 300 years old, and he has almost beaten all invincible hands in the East China Sea. He is called the Sword Emperor, and the East China Sea Sword Emperor is just what these mainlanders call him.

As long as he defeats Xie Xiaofeng this time, he will win the title of Sword Emperor and become the only Sword Emperor after 20 years.

When the people and forces in the Lianyun Mountains evacuated, the twelfth-level powerhouses who were watching the battle arrived first, then the eleventh-level ones, and then the tenth-level ones.

As for those under Extraordinary, although they can also fly, their speed is not very fast, and the distance of 800 miles is enough for them to fly for an hour.

When those people arrive, the sword emperor battle might be over.

About half an hour later, Xie Xiaofeng and Wan Guiyuan moved together, and each appeared on the top of a mountain in the Lianyun Mountains.

The two peaks are several miles apart, but in their eyes they seem to be close at hand.

The fighting intent from the two of them surged out, broke through the sky, stirred up the heaven and the earth, and their respective sword intents were also released. The initial tentative collision caused the sword weapons to fight tens of thousands of miles away in Fang Yuan.

Xie Xiaofeng was dressed in black with one hand on his back. He was slender and had a long sword hanging from his waist. His clothes fluttered in the wind, exuding a powerful aura.

Wan Guiyuan is dressed in white, with his hands on his back, his face like a crown jade, and five divine swords on his back, each of which exudes a different sword intent, with unparalleled aura.

The two were like two great masters of swordsmanship, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, they didn't make a move immediately, and let their swords clash to find each other's flaws.

"Who do you think has a better chance of winning?" Sun Xuanji, the sword king of Nanyue Sword Pool, asked.

"Wan Guiyuan lost to senior brother Xie a little three years ago, but today's strength is better than that of three years ago. I guess it will be 50-50."

Sword Emperor Qiu Qianfeng of Famous Sword Villa thought for a while and said.

"This time Wan Guiyuan may have a better chance of winning." Duan Chengqu, the sword guard of Wuxin Sword Tomb, said in a deep voice.

"How do you say it?" Jianzong Yiye Zhiqiu asked, and other strong men also watched over.

Duan Chengqu said leisurely: "Have you noticed that the ten thousand yen's five sword intents tend to merge.

When the others saw it, they felt awe-inspiring.

Although Wan Guiyuan was strong three years ago, the five sword intents could not be integrated. If the sword intents were integrated, his strength would definitely be even better.

"No wonder Wan Guiyuan is so confident." Yiye Zhiqiu's face showed worry.