At the peak of White Cloud Mountain.
This place was surrounded by cliffs, which stopped most martial artists from entering.
Those who could reach the peak were at least Innate Masters.
Right now, these Innate Masters could only wait on the side as spectators.
On the flat ground in the center, under the pergola built by the disciples of the six major sects, there were six chairs. Five of them were occupied.
"Master Lie Yan of the Golden Light Sect, Master Xin Chan of the Changbai Sword Sect, Master Xin Chan of the Bodhi Monastery, young friend of the Crimson Ape Sect … Everyone is here.
Very good. "The Sect Master of the True Martial Sect was a middle-aged man, wearing a turtle and snake robe.
"Only Fairy Ice Soul of the Pure Heart Sect is missing … As the host, you made us wait? Humph! "The Changbai Sword Master snorted.
The new Sect Master of the Crimson Ape Sect looked awkward, but he knew his identity and did not say anything.
The Head of the True Martial Sect said, "The disciples of the Ice Soul Fairy have discovered the whereabouts of the remnants of the 'Mad King'. She was worried and went to hold the line, but it was a piece of cake... The most important thing is still today's meeting of the Grandmasters. I think that the dragon and the two kings will not give up. They will fight with us..."
"Hehe …" The Changbai Sword Master sneered, "Not only that, I received news that the White Tiger Star Lord has appeared in Damo recently … Little monkey, your chance for revenge is here."
"If the White Tiger Star Lord really comes, the Crimson Ape Sect will avenge our former Sect Master even if we have to risk our lives!"
The Crimson Ape Sect Master's face twitched, but he still replied coldly.
"Amitabha, the six major sects are of the same branch … We must not harm each other." Master Xin Chan put his palms together and said with a peaceful voice, "What a coincidence … Fairy Ice Soul is here too."
As soon as he finished, the Grandmasters noticed a white robe floating towards them. They could not help but shudder.
They knew that Master Xin Chan cultivated the Bodhi Heart Sutra and had mastered a spiritual technique. He was more sensitive to all kinds of energies than they were.
"Eh? Fairy Ice Soul, you're injured. Who did it? "
Master Lie Yan looked at the Fairy Ice Soul who had taken a seat.
"White Tiger Star Lord Fang Xian … I fought with him …" The Fairy Ice Soul's face was as cold as ice, "This person is far stronger than me. Maybe he has already reached the threshold …"
His words were shocking! All the Sect Masters present were speechless.
They all knew the difference between a Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster. The former was still refining themselves, while the latter was already involved with the power of heaven and earth!
"In time, this person will become another Chu Kuangren!"
The Changbai Sword Master said coldly. The sword in the scabbard suddenly let out a clear cry.
"He's here!"
The Sect Leaders of the six major sects stood up at the same time and saw four figures coming together.
One wielded a saber, one wielded a sword, one was a woman dressed in black, and the last was a young man dressed in a platinum robe.
Saber King Guan Sheng, Sword King Linghu, Yulong Jiao, and White Tiger Star Monarch Fang Xian!
"It is our honor to have the four of you here."
The Sect Leaders of the six major sects glanced at each other, and then the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect stepped forward to speak.
"Yuan Wu invading another country is an unjust war!"
Yu Longjiao snorted coldly, "Martial artists of my generation must contend with him to the end!"
"What is righteousness? The world is divided, the various countries are divided, and the common people are suffering. Only by unifying the world is true righteousness. Everything else is trivial! "
The True Martial Sect Leader said emotionally.
"Unifying the world can only be done by you righteous sects?"
The Saber King snorted coldly.
"It seems that there are too many differences. We still have to use martial arts to decide the winner. Why bother talking so much?" Fang Xian sneered.
"There are six of us, but only four of you. You're bullying us with numbers. It's not a fair fight." The Flame Grandmaster said, "Why don't we just fight four rounds?"
"There's no need for that!"
Yu Longjiao saw through the scheme and waved her hand. "One-on-one fights. The winner will fight consecutively. The four of us are enough to deal with the six of you …"
If it was a one-on-one fight, each person could only fight once. She and Fang Xian, who had extraordinary combat strength, would be in vain.
"Very well, I'll fight the first round."
The Changbai Sword Master stepped into the arena. "Sword King, do you dare to fight?"
"Haha, that's exactly what I want!"
Linghu unsheathed his sword and turned into a rainbow. "Please!"
"Please!"
Both of them were real swordsmen. As soon as they made their moves, the sword moved like thunder and the sword qi was cold. It was like two dragons, one green and one white, were fighting.
Clang!
The sword qi was crisscrossing in the arena. In the blink of an eye, they had already attacked each other hundreds of times.
"Good sword art …"
The Innate Masters outside were sweating. They felt that if they were in Linghu Sword Master's place, they wouldn't be able to take a single strike from any of them.
"Haha … I've been using a sword all my life. I thought I had mastered the essence of sword art. Today, I know I'm just a frog at the bottom of a well. Haha, ridiculous …"
An old man with a sword was crying. He suddenly pulled out his beloved sword, broke it in half with two fingers, threw it on the ground, and walked away with his sleeves covering his face.
"Linghu's sword art is self-created, and it can break all the swords in the world. The Changbai Sword Master cultivates the 'Milky Way Sword Art' of the Changbai Sword Sect. His sword power is like a great river, and the longer it goes, the more advantageous it will be … "
Yu Longjiao observed the arena and explained to Fang Xian.
"In other words, the longer it takes, the more disadvantageous it will be for Linghu?"
Fang Xian narrowed his eyes. He noticed that Linghu's sword seemed to have changed.
There seemed to be an extra strand of spider silk. Although it was only a small amount, it was enough to put him at a disadvantage in a fight between two masters.
Needless to say, there were more spider silk entangling his sword. That was the sword power of the 'Milky Way Sword Art'!
"The point of this Innate Sword Art isn't to accumulate power, but to have the threads of love entangling endlessly. It's like listening to thunder in silence …"
He nodded slightly, understanding the principle behind it.
Ding!
At this moment, Linghu suddenly withdrew from the arena. Apparently, he also noticed that something was wrong and wanted to attack with all his might.
He flicked his sword with his finger, and the sword roared. He suddenly stabbed out, and the sword drew a mysterious trajectory in the air like a scar in the sky!
Flying Deity Sword!
"The waves of the great river sweep the world, and the threads of love are endless!"
The Changbai Sword Master roared and stabbed out with his sword as well.
Whoosh!
Before the two swords touched, a large amount of Sword Qi collided and melted in the air …
Finally, the tips of the two swords collided without the slightest difference, and suddenly, cracks began to appear inch by inch.
Two figures were sent flying. They were Linghu and the Changbai Sword Master. Both of them were drenched in blood, and only the hilt of their swords remained.
"It's a draw?"
Yu Longjiao mumbled to herself.
Unorthodox Grandmasters had killed their way up, and their strength often surpassed the sects.
However, when the Sword King made a move, he actually managed to injure the Sword Master of Changbai, which gave her a bad feeling.
"I'll fight the second round."
Fang Xian stretched his body and stepped into the arena.
After watching the battle just now, his blood was boiling.
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