Sword Mountain.
At a height of 2,500 meters, the Sword Addict was still climbing toward the top.
At this time, he had dispersed the sword intent all over his body, but the surrounding swords were constantly trembling, as if they wanted to get close to him.
This scene.
It made the people of Sword Garret dumbfounded.
On Sword Mountain, only swords could choose people. How could there be such a situation of choosing swords?
When they learned that that person was the Sword Addict, the people of Sword Garret understood.
After all, he was a man who devoted his whole life to swords.
His understanding and knowledge of swords were definitely incomparable to others. Moreover, these swords all had their own spirits. They could clearly sense the sword intent that belonged to the Sword Maniac.
The four people who had already gone down the mountain stood at the foot of the mountain, watching the Sword Addict climb to the top step by step along with the people of Sword Garret.
Every step he took.
The sword intent emitted from him would be a little stronger, and the surrounding long swords inserted in the mountain walls would tremble more violently.
There was indeed resistance.
However.
This resistance could not stop the Sword Addict's footsteps.
It took the Sword Addict less than five minutes to reach the height of 500 meters.
Finally, he stood at the top of the mountain!
"Buzz, buzz, buzz …"
On the whole Sword Mountain, all the sharp swords inserted in the mountain walls were trembling at the same time.
If it was said.
If Fang Qiu climbed the mountain with his powerful sword intent to make all the long swords surrender, then the Sword Addict's climb to the top would be the moon surrounded by stars and the recognition of thousands of swords!
The Sword Addict reached the top. In the sound of thousands of swords, he waved his right hand.
A gust of internal Qi left his hand.
"Whoosh."
There was a sword sound.
A pitch-black long sword suddenly flew out from a corner of Sword Mountain and went straight to the sky.
In an instant.
It rushed to the sea of clouds above Sword Mountain, like a swimming dragon. After swimming a few rounds in the sea of clouds, it fell from the sky and flew toward the Sword Addict standing at the top of Sword Mountain.
Looking carefully.
At the same time as it fell from the sky.
The pitch-black color on this long sword actually faded from the tip of the sword like a tide, directly turning into a silver-white color.
On the body of the sword, there were dragon carvings, which looked extremely domineering.
"Good sword."
With the sword in his hand, the Sword Addict immediately laughed out in satisfaction. Then, he stood on the sword mountain and began to perform a sword dance. Sword energy shot out in all directions, stirring up the wind and clouds.
Below.
In the sky, even the sea of clouds had condensed into a huge vortex due to the Sword Addict's sword dance. The Qi of Heaven and Earth from all directions surged towards the Sword Addict. As the longsword in his hand danced, the sword intent radiating in all directions surged wantonly in the sky, as if it wanted to cover the sky.
Everyone was shocked by the scene.
At this moment.
"Whoosh …"
A whooshing sound came from afar.
Everyone turned to look.
They saw.
A man with long, snow-white hair and an ink-black longsword flew over from afar. He was like a sharp unsheathed sword as he rushed to the foot of the mountain in an instant.
"Sword Envoy!"
The Sword Firmament Sect's grandmaster immediately cupped his fists and bowed.
"Yes."
The man nodded.
At the same time, the gazes of the four clan leaders, Grandmaster Tianwen, and the others all shifted from the peak of the Sword Mountain to the newcomer.
"Everyone."
The newcomer cupped his fists and said, "I am the leader of the Sword Pavilion's Twelve Sword Envoys. My name is Mu Bai!"
"Greetings, Sword Envoy."
Everyone cupped their fists and greeted.
"It seems that the Sword Addict won't be able to descend the Sword Mountain for at least three days. Why don't you follow me to rest first?"
Mu Bai asked.
Everyone immediately nodded in agreement.
Although the changes caused by the Sword Addict were indeed attractive, they couldn't possibly wait here for three days, right?
Soon.
Under Mu Bai's guidance, everyone entered the Sword Pavilion together.
For the next three days, everyone cultivated separately. Some cultivated with the Sword Pavilion's disciples, and some discussed cultivation methods with the Sword Pavilion's disciples. Everything went smoothly.
Three days later.
It was just as the target had expected.
The Sword Addict finally descended the Sword Mountain and entered the Sword Pavilion with his longsword.
In these three days, the sword intent on the Sword Addict had skyrocketed and his strength had improved tremendously. As soon as he entered the Sword Pavilion, he chose a place to sit down and cultivate.
After practicing swordsmanship for three days, it was time for him to have an epiphany.
Although the arrival of the Sword Addict caused a lot of commotion in the Sword Pavilion, it didn't last long and dissipated with the epiphany of the Sword Addict.
Everyone once again focused on the battle between Qingyun and John Doe. Three days had passed, and there were only two days left before the battle began.
Everyone was looking forward to the arrival of the fifth day!
Time passed very quickly.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
At sunrise on the fifth day, the Sword Addict, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating in the guest room, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.
He looked up.
He Gaoming and others were already standing in front of the door, waiting.
"Brother Sword Addict."
Seeing the Sword Addict wake up, He Gaoming immediately shouted, "The Sword Pavilion has begun to gather the spectators and is ready to set off."
"Okay."
The Sword Addict nodded, stood up, and walked out of the guest room with the sword in his right hand.
When they came to the square.
The four patriarchs and Master Tianwen had already arrived.
Under the guidance of the people of the Sword Pavilion, everyone bypassed the pre-Qin stone buildings, stepped on a stone path leading to the side peak, and went all the way to the top of the mountain.
In the distance, under the illumination of the golden sunlight, a vertical peak suddenly appeared amidst the endless sea of clouds. At the top of the peak was a neat and flat field that looked like an arena.
"That's the arena of our Sword Pavilion. Under normal circumstances, only experts at the level of the Sword Envoy can use it."
"The battle between Qingyun and John Doe can only be held in that place. Otherwise, the battle between these two people will destroy the Sword Pavilion."
"Yes, both of them are the top super experts in the world. This battle will definitely shake the world."
The disciples of the Sword Firmament Pavilion chatted with He Gaoming and the others in a low voice.
And standing on the leftmost side of the mountain.
It was the twelve Sword Envoys led by Mu Bai.
Every one of them was looking forward to this battle.
After all, John Doe was the one who defeated the Nirvana Little Lord and broke their sword formation!
On the right side.
The four patriarchs stood together.
"Back then, when I watched John Doe's battle for the first time, he had just entered the martial arts world, right?"
Ming Chuan said with emotion, "Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Who would have thought that the boy who was almost insignificant at that time has already come to the Sword Pavilion?"
"Yes, we watched John Doe grow up."
Xi Fengling nodded with a smile and said, "The boy who was insignificant at that time has now become insignificant."
"Qingyun."
Old Zhan's face was red. He drank a mouthful of wine and said, "He's already at the peak. If John Doe wins this battle, he can be considered to have defeated the heavens!"
"What I can't figure out the most is his age."
Patriarch Qian shook his head and smiled bitterly.
When it came to age.
The four patriarchs couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly.
Next to them.
Master Tianwen's eyes were like torches.
His eyes were full of expectation.
Yun Yangzi was standing next to Master Tianwen, and Diwu Qian was standing side by side with him.
"I can't believe he has come this far."
Although they had been shocked by John Doe's means, power, and various experiences when they entered Laozi's relics, Diwu Qian still couldn't help feeling shocked when she looked at the arena on the top of the mountain in the distance and thought that John Doe was about to fight with a world-class expert.
Yun Yangzi was the same.
This person, who stood at the same level as them and was even weaker than them at the beginning, had grown to a point where they could only look up to him in just three years.
Originally.
Yun Yangzi vowed that he would do his best to catch up with John Doe.
But now it seemed that …
His hard work and struggle were not worth mentioning in front of John Doe at all!
In the end, John Doe still became the existence that he could only look up to.
…
In the distance.
Far away from the side peak, the top of the back mountain of the Sword Pavilion was completely isolated by a layer of thick fog.
"How are the two of you preparing?"
The three old men were sitting on a square stone slab, smiling as they looked at Wu Ming and Qing Yun, who were standing in the distance.
"Perfect."
Qingyun answered.
"At the peak."
Fang Qiu also answered with a smile.
"Then let's get started. Don't let everyone wait too long."
Elder Qian waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Please."
Qingyun turned sideways and reached out to the flat and neat top of the mountain in the distant clouds.
Fang Qiu didn't stand on ceremony.
"Whoosh."
With a move of his body, he immediately flew out. Like a shooting star, he rapidly charged towards the arena in the clouds.
Qingyun followed closely behind.
And here.
A faint smile emerged on the faces of the three elders as they looked at the two figures.
"How should this battle be?"
Elder Qu, who was not good with words, asked with a poker face.
"It's not about winning or losing.
It's about winning or losing. "Yuan Lao shook his head and said with a smile," Qingyun and John Doe are both top people of the younger generation, but they are still a little far from that step. It's a little too early for them to take that step. This battle can decide the candidates. "
"Yes."
Elder Qian nodded in agreement and said, "Both of them are extraordinary. It's appropriate to use this battle to decide the final choice, but …"
"Are you worried about the seal in John Doe's body?"
Elder Qu asked with a poker face.
"Yes."
Elder Qian nodded.
"Indeed."
Yuan Lao agreed and said, "The seal in John Doe's body is indeed a little strange. I always feel that it's not that simple. What we see seems to be what the senior wants us to see."
"Just as I thought."
Elder Qu agreed.
"Yes."
Old Qian gently inhaled as he stared at Wuming Fei's back. He said, "That seal is indeed very different. I have never understood the meaning behind the existence of that seal. Hopefully, this battle will be able to help him break through the seal. Otherwise, we will have to attack from another direction."
"Let's hope that he can carry out all his potential without knowing the uniqueness of the seal!"
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