The immortal riding on the white deer waved his sleeves casually, and a purple-gold lotus bud bloomed above the heads of the Ma Clan's heavy cavalry and the Li Clan's armored soldiers. It grew rapidly, swaying even though there was no wind.
It was like two armies facing each other on the battlefield. Neither side dared to act rashly. The flying swords finally stopped moving and hovered in the air.
The immortal raised a hand at the same time and made a grabbing motion in the air. He shouted softly, "Five mountains, hear my command!"
A towering mountain rose from under Hsu Fengnian's feet, lifting him up high. Around him, four immortal mountains with different auras rose slowly, each with its own majesty and danger.
Hsu Fengnian took off the cold blade in its scabbard and used it to support himself on the ground. He placed both hands on the hilt and pressed it down gently.
Not only did he stop the rising of the mountain under his feet, but the surrounding mountains also began to tremble.
Beiliang's sharp edge did not move for the wind and thunder, nor did it retreat for rain and snow.
On the vast territory of Li Yang, the five towering mountains stood tall on the land of the Central Plains. All the Taoist temples built on the mountains, regardless of size, extinguished the incense in the incense burners, regardless of whether they were inside or outside the houses. Moreover, the previously lit smoke began to swirl and sway.
At the same time, four immortals flew out from the gate of the Imperial Astronomer. They stood on the peaks of the Four Mountains and each took out a seal made of wood, copper, jade, and gold. The seal buttons were respectively Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise.
Hsu Fengnian glanced at the immortal standing proudly on the peak of West Mountain with a strange expression. It was just a casual glance, but the immortal, the seal, and the mountain all turned into powder.
The old Taoist with the lotus crown, who had been watching with folded arms, looked up at the western sky. He seemed to have mixed feelings and sighed.
Hsu Fengnian took advantage of the victory and pressed down hard on the hilt of his blade.
The scene was like the "Central Plains sinks" that the seed of Li Yang had been muttering to himself for twenty years.
After the rainbow light that symbolized the immortal of West Mountain's cultivation exploded, the immortals of the other three mountains collapsed.
Hsu Fengnian slowly landed on the ground. When the tip of the cold blade's scabbard touched the ground.
At the top of the Five Peaks Mountain, regardless of whether it was cloudy or sunny, a thunderclap rang out at the same time.
This was what it meant when immortals fought, and mortals suffered.
The flying swords in the Imperial Astronomer's sky that had been stationary suddenly accelerated.
The deer-riding immortal snorted coldly and pulled on the reins. The white deer, which was shrouded in immortal energy, raised its front leg high and stomped on the ground.
The countless flying swords once again stopped in their tracks, but this time, the swords trembled violently and buzzed.
The purple-gold lotus flower that had been protecting everyone was withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the soldiers subconsciously shrunk their necks, their faces covered in sweat. Looking at the flying swords that were close at hand, they swallowed their saliva.
The White Deer Immortal suddenly vanished.
A streak of rainbow light entered the body of the heavy cavalry, and then this rider abruptly charged out of the formation, as fast as lightning!
In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at Hsu Fengnian's side.
Hsu Fengnian raised his scabbard and pointed a finger, and the golden-armored rider shattered with a boom. The colorful afterimage dissipated a few steps away from Hsu Fengnian. Hsu Fengnian did not move at all, his sleeves slightly fluttering.
The streak of rainbow light suddenly transformed into two dots of golden light. With the golden-armored rider as the center, they drew two arcs in the air and crashed into the two riders on the opposite street.
The two riders began to charge.
Hsu Fengnian sheathed his scabbard. Before the two riders could reach within ten paces, the golden-armored rider's head seemed to have been pierced by an arrow, and he died on the spot.
The two dots of golden light split into two, and the four heavy cavalry soldiers began to charge toward their deaths.
The flying swords that Hsu Fengnian used to block Qi Jiajie's sword had already appeared. The flying sword that destroyed the enemy was the box of miniature flying swords that Đồng Thái had given him at the Eastern Sea. After the battle of life and death with Han Shengxuan, Hsu Fengnian had secretly replenished the twelve flying swords that had a perfect sword embryo. Wherever his mind willed, the sword would be there.
Black Armor, childhood sweetheart, morning dew, spring water, peach blossom, moth, vermillion bird, yellow tree, mayfly, gold threaded Tai 'e.
On the platform of the general, the brave soldiers were summoned.
The four golden-armored riders were like eggs striking a stone.
The eight golden riders arrived again.
After the death of the eight riders, there were sixteen riders surging forward.
Hsu Fengnian's twelve swords were like a lightning pool.
The golden-armored cavalry swore not to stop until they broke through the lightning pool.
From afar, Đồng Thái had an undisguised smile on his face. He clicked his tongue and said, "This time, you've learned from me."
Luo Yang said unhappily, "Just for show."
Đồng Thái raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just for show and practical use. Don't speak against your will, right?"
Cao Changqing listened to the quarrel between the two great grandmasters who were both ranked in the top fourteen of the martial arts evaluation. He found it rather funny and said, "What's there to argue about?"
At the two ends of the street, no less than two hundred golden-armored riders began to charge together with their spears.
The large expanse of golden light reflected in their eyes made them feel as if they were in the majestic heavens.
Even from a mile away, Cao Changqing's face was illuminated with golden light. He squinted his eyes and said softly, "Resisting the heavenly might of an immortal with the strength of a single person is not inferior to the Beiliang cavalry resisting the imperial edict of a mortal emperor. It's a pity that apart from the few of us, there aren't many people who are fortunate enough to see this scene. "
Đồng Thái nodded in agreement and said, "Thinking back to the few times when I was in the Martial Emperor City when others challenged Wang Xianzhi, or when others saw me, Đồng Thái, climb the tower, they all paled in comparison."
The twelve flying swords were like an impenetrable wall that could not be shaken by thousands of soldiers and horses.
Outside the wall, more than two hundred golden-armored celestial soldiers and generals crashed into the wall one by one without fear of death. The dense sound of thunder was incessant and gathered together, giving people the illusion that they were hearing thunder from the heavens.
Many martial arts masters who were closely watching the movements of the Imperial Astronomer had no choice but to retreat. It was not that no one wanted to stay, but these masters were horrified to find that they were bleeding from their seven orifices. When they wiped their hands, they were covered in blood.
Only Wu Jian, the ancestor of the Wu family's Sword Tomb, Chai Qingshan of the Dongyue Sword Pool, and a few other grandmasters were able to continue.
The following scene stirred people's hearts. More than four hundred golden-armored celestial soldiers charged towards the young lord outside the Imperial Astronomer from the left and right.
The light was so dazzling that it was as if the sun had risen from the Eastern Sea on the same day.
A red sun rose from the Imperial Astronomer.
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