Chapter 1985
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Duanmu Xiong Tu's eyes were sharp and bright like a vulture's. He swept his gaze over the crowd. He didn't say a word, and didn't say a word.
A trace of arrogance and pride flashed in his eyes, and a powerful aura burst out from his imposing manner.
Everyone looked at the elders and deacons on both sides. At the end of the line were the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters who supported the Great Holy Son and the Fifth Holy Son, but they did not see the main characters of the day, Yuchi Changfeng, Xuehong House, and Liu Ruoxi.
The crowd began to whisper and discuss, looking at the elders' team with confusion.
"Why don't I see the Great Holy Son? The Fifth Holy Son doesn't see him either! "
"Don't you see that the Holy Son is not there? That's strange. What time is it now? Is something going to happen again? "
Situ Liuyun and Liu Zongyuan both frowned. Suruga, who was standing at the side, twitched his red nose and narrowed his eyes.
"What is the Holy Mountain trying to do?" Gu Suxin, who was holding Mu Yao's arm, had her clothes fluttering in the wind. She smiled gently and looked at Su Kuangge.
Su Kuangge's short body suddenly trembled, and an arrogant and unruly smile appeared on his face. He said coldly in a low voice, "No matter what the Holy Mountain has in mind, as long as Ruoxi's marriage is not a foregone conclusion before Yi 'er comes, everything will be fine!"
Gu Suxin's eyes widened as she asked suspiciously, "You mean Su Yi? Will he really come? He disappeared in … "
Suruga raised his eyebrows. The sword aura around his body was like a biting cold autumn frost. His eyes were clear and cold. He said seriously, "How can my disciple disappear without a trace! If I say he will come, he will come! He will definitely come! He will definitely come! "
The corners of Gu Suxin's mouth curled up in an evil arc. Waves of fluctuations appeared in her eyes. She was stunned on the spot. She unconsciously tightened her grip on Mu Yao's hands and pursed her lips.
"Ever since Yi 'er acknowledged you as his master, you seem to have returned to twenty years ago. You've become the peerless Senior Brother Su again!" The corners of her lips curled up into a sweet smile. Her hair that was stained by the wind and frost shook slightly, revealing her tenderness.
Suruga had been staring at Duanmu Xiongtu in front of the Sacred Martial Hall. His ears moved slightly, but he didn't answer.
Holy Mountain, at the peak of the back mountain.
A white figure was suspended in mid-air. The man was candid and upright, as if he was a lone pine tree. His eyes were as cold as lightning, and his robes fluttered behind him. His entire person was filled with a mysterious aura that made people want to explore him.
He crossed his arms and stood proudly on top of the mountain peak. His eyes shone with colorful light, and his bearing was unparalleled.
The man had a puzzled look in his eyes. He crossed his arms and rested his chin on his right palm. His gaze was directed at the Sacred Martial Hall as he muttered in a low voice.
"That little girl from Cangyun Palace is really loyal. No matter what, she refused to say who she gave the sword to. However, according to the description of the sword by others, it is very similar to the sword that Master said! I finally found it! "
When he spoke of the sword, the man in white's eyes trembled for no reason. His unyielding eyes shot out a trace of throbbing.
Then, the man's mouth curved upwards. He slowly raised his handsome eyes. There was a touch of simple elegance and grace in them.
"Su Yi, you must come today! Don't let me down! "
"Whoosh!"
The man in white locked onto a narrow concave in the back mountain. He stepped on the void, leaving a faint space crack in the space. The man's power collapsed, and the concave flashed a heart-shaking golden light.
The golden cloud trembled, and the ancient pressure quickly revealed a gap. The middle-aged man in white disappeared into the void.
In front of the Sacred Martial Hall.
Duanmu Xiongtu coughed violently. His wide and withered palm slowly wiped in front of him. A huge soul pressure collapsed the world. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, a vigorous voice resounded.
"Today, the Holy Mountain Grand Tournament will be judged by the Great Holy Son and the Fifth Holy Son. With all of you as witnesses, Xiongtu is overjoyed!"
As soon as his voice fell, Duanmu Xiongtu opened his hands. His wide and thick robe rolled out like billowing waves.
In an instant, everyone's eyes shot to the east and west sides of the Sacred Martial Hall. Two overwhelming pressures shot out.
The figure landed on the ground. The holy statue on the east side was sacred and majestic. The void above was filled with terrifying golden light.
The energy on the west side was surging. The pure pressure rushed out. Spirit birds whistled in the sky between the auspicious clouds. A huge sacred shadow stepped on the clouds. It was as if a god had come to the world. In an instant, everyone's eyes trembled.
The two majestic energies fought against each other. Above the void, wind and clouds surged. Golden lightning flashed.
Everyone could not help but feel creeped out. They crawled on the ground and saluted loudly. Their voices suddenly exploded.
"Greetings to the Great Holy Son!"
"Greetings to the Fifth Holy Son!"
The voices on both sides were so loud that they shook the sky. The billowing sound waves rushed to the sky. The auspicious clouds spread and the spirit birds fled.
Two figures slowly landed on the ground. Yuchi Changfeng was standing at the head of the east side. He was wearing a loose golden robe. His long and narrow eyes carried the aura of a king that could shake the world. His figure was slightly slender. He kept playing with the jade ring in his hand that was decorated with golden patterns.
His evil and handsome face had a licentious smile as he looked at the Xuehong House.
On the west side stood the Xuehong House. He was wearing a pale yellow robe with golden embroidery. His black hair was like a waterfall. His eyes were like stars. His eyelashes were slightly long. His hair was like a knife and his eyebrows were like ink painting.
Ignoring the shouts of the crowd, Yuchi Changfeng's eyes flashed. A holy sound rolled from his throat. It was as if the world was suppressed, causing everyone's soul to tremble and their eyes to widen.
"Xuehong House, I haven't seen you for a few months. Your cultivation has grown fast! As expected of my opponent! "Yuchi Changfeng's cold eyes trembled as he snorted coldly.
Xuehong House stood proudly with his hands behind his back. His tall and straight figure was like a statue. A domineering aura surged from his body. The aura of an eighth level Origin Emperor was like a wild dragon that came out of the mountains, looking down on the world.
"I never saw you as an opponent! The position of the Holy Emperor is mine! "Xuehong House said indifferently. However, there was an indescribable domineering aura and arrogance!
Too arrogant! Xuehong House looked down on everything. Yuchi Changfeng had lost in terms of strategy!
"You!"
Yuchi Changfeng's evil face surged with killing intent, but it was suppressed by the Holy Fire Elder and the others.
The experts present only realized that Xuehong House was already at the seventh level Origin Emperor Realm. In just a few months, he had risen by four levels.
Only a monstrous genius like Xuehong House could achieve such shocking progress.
"During the previous Tianfeng Ranking Tournament, Xuehong House was only at the fourth level Origin Emperor Realm! Now, he is actually at the eighth level Origin Emperor Realm! What a genius! A genius! "
"Yuchi Changfeng has also risen by one level. A thirty-five-year-old ninth level Origin Emperor Realm. It is equally shocking. The Holy Mountain is magnificent! The Holy Mountain will prosper from today onwards! "
"Don't forget that Xuehong House did not receive any favor from the Holy Mountain. He was able to reach where he is today purely by himself. Even the Holy Venerate did not teach him!"
"What! Purely by himself? Eighth level Origin Emperor Realm before the age of thirty? What kind of talent is that?! "
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