Chapter 147: The Old Man Who Walked Out of the Fog and Dust

The sword light surrounded his body, constantly cutting through the gray and white colors that were pressed from all directions, making it impossible to get there.

"What's the use of dying now?"

Montage scoffed.

Cultivation has reached the point where he will rarely let his emotions fluctuate because of foreign affairs, but now it is different, the victory or defeat of this matter is related to whether the Holy Sect can become the sixth major force.

As long as he wins today, and kills Li Xiu and the others on the spot, using this as a stepping stone to deter the heroes, and with the help of Wanxiang City afterwards, the time for the Holy Sect to become the sixth major force will be greatly advanced.

And no one can stop it.

"A lot of times struggling doesn't have to be because of dying. ”

Chen Luo didn't speak, but Li Xiu, who was standing below, suddenly spoke.

They couldn't interfere in the battle between the five realms, so he, Liang Xiaodao, Li Yinan, Ye Xiu, Bujie, Murong Xue and the others could only watch quietly, waiting for the appearance of this victory.

But for now, the scales have begun to tip in favor of the Holy Sect.

The aura of Zhou Changqing and the three of them became weaker and weaker, and the five realms of the Tang Kingdom began to be stretched.

Xiong Fat's strength is very strong, but the influence of the Peerless Array is very great, causing him to be at a disadvantage, and there will be wounds on his body from time to time.

On the battlefield, Li Xiu's sudden opening instantly attracted a lot of attention.

"Really don't help?"

Huang Fu Ji looked up at Huang Fu Li and said.

Huang Fuli watched quietly and did not answer.

Huang Fuji continued: "Big brother, if you don't help, he will really die here." ”

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"What do you think?"

On the platform, Fu Yunxiao and Fang Liang stood side by side, watching the changes in the field, and asked out loud.

Those who are good at chess are good at calculation, those who are good at calculation are good at scheming, and those who are good at scheming do not stand under the dangerous wall.

Fang Liang's chess strength is certainly not as good as Li Xiu's, but he can always play against each other, and he should be able to see the situation in the game.

"Li Xiu will not die. ”

Fang Liang was silent for a while and said softly.

His voice was soft, but his tone was steady.

"You look more confident than he is. ”

Fu Yunxiao glanced at him, a little puzzled.

Fang Liang didn't speak, he raised his head and glanced at the eye above the firmament, his gaze flickering for a moment.

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"I don't know if he'll be able to hold on. ”

A hundred miles away from the Holy Sect, on a high mountain, Su Ziyu stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the top of the holy mountain, his eyes were glowing with a layer of inky brilliance, taking in everything that happened on the holy mountain.

Beside him stood a man, with half-loose hair, an angular face with a touch of frivolity, and a throwing knife in his hand, glowing with a piercing chill in the light of the snow.

This person is Xiao Yushan Ye Kai, who is ranked sixteenth on the Heavenly Scroll.

The flying knife flipped and flashed like a beating elf above his fingers, and his eyes were looking at the holy mountain from afar, and those eyes were always looking at Li Xiu.

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The snow in the sky gradually became smaller, the snowflakes did not become smaller, but the number of falling was much sparser, in fact, this snow did not really get smaller, but it was scattered a lot by Wei Erye and the Holy Ancestor at the highest altitude, and it was half covered by raccoons when it fell below.

It fell to the ground, and when it came to the surroundings of everyone, these sparse snowflakes were left.

The snowflakes were sparse, but cold, with a faint layer of frost hanging on them, glowing with crystals

"What do you mean by this?"

Hearing Li Xiu's words, Montage looked at him and asked.

Now that the victory is in hand, he is like a cat that has been playing with mice, and he is not in a hurry to end it all.

"Struggling doesn't have to be dying, it can be trying to kill. ”

Li Xiu said lightly.

Montage raised an eyebrow, thinking that this was indeed a relatively novel statement.

I couldn't help but continue to ask, "How is the son of the world going to kill people?"

Li Xiu was silent for a moment, he didn't answer this question, but said, "Actually, it may not be you who can be the master of your Holy Sect. ”

This is a bit abrupt and incomprehensible.

The people on the surrounding platforms all frowned, and those Holy Sect disciples who were watching from a distance even showed sarcasm and disdain when they heard this, and their hearts were all dying and they were still thinking about making quibbles, what use was there besides making people laugh?

A smile appeared in Montage's eyes: "If it is not me who can be the master above the Holy Sect, then who is it? Is it you? His Royal Highness the Prince of the World?"

These words carried a strong sense of mockery, and the disciples of the Holy Sect in the distance let out a sneering sound, as if they were mocking Li Xiu's stupidity and pretentious posture at the moment.

Cong Xiaoxiao held his hand tightly and leaned gently on his shoulder, deaf to everything in the outside world.

Li Yinan just regretted that he didn't bring more people over this time.

Bu Qi looked up at the sky, and the scenery in his heart was really good, but it was somewhat similar to the scene of destruction depicted in the book.

Ye Xiu looked back at Qiu Xiaoli on the platform, the eyes of the two looked at each other from a distance, Qiu Xiaoli's eyes were full of tenderness, and Ye Xiu's face was full of debt.

He couldn't help Li Xiu standing here, but he could show an attitude.

And in many cases, what is most needed is often an attitude.

Murong Xue looked down at the palms of Cong Xiaoxiao and Li Xiu holding each other, slightly shaking.

Liang Xiaodao put his hands behind his head, and smiled very happily, and said that it would not be long before he could become a monk of the Five Realms, and then beat Li Xiu severely.

Faced with Montage's questioning, Li Xiu nodded very simply: "Your Holy Sect, I am in charge." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a neat silence all around, and then there was an uproar, and those Holy Sect disciples were even more full of sarcasm, as if they were laughing at him for not being able to see the current situation and situation clearly.

The person who can say this is either a madman or a fool.

Montage felt that Li Xiu was not a fool, so he asked again, "Why are you in charge?"

Li Xiu was silent for a while, then raised a hand and stretched it out in the air, shooting the seal with one hand towards the sky.

It's not a means, it's just a kind of signal.

Montage frowned slightly, and countless people looked up.

Then he felt a shock under his feet, and the entire holy mountain shook and trembled violently, and a gust of wind blew, and the heavenless array patterns on the surface of the holy mountain began to transform and change.

The Eye of the Firmament rotated in reverse, Chen Luo, the raccoon, Zhou Changqing, the Tang Kingdom Five Realms and the others only felt that their bodies were light, and the negative impact caused by the Peerless Heaven Array actually disappeared at this moment, not only that, but the incomparably pure power of heaven and earth kept pouring into their bodies, bringing them a huge increase.

Looking at those Holy Sects and the Five Realms Grandmasters of Wanxiang City at the same time, they actually became sluggish at the same time, and the power of heaven and earth in their bodies was constantly dissipating.

The Peerless Great Array was running slowly, Montage's face changed drastically, and the seal in his hand kept pinching out, but he had completely lost control of the Peerless Array.

The power of the Great Array wiped out the common people, and this time it was actually aimed at the people of their Holy Sect.

Li Xiu's face was expressionless, and his arms were gently spread: "You see, your Holy Sect is still in charge of me after all." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Montage jerked around and looked into the depths of the sacred mountain.

There are hundreds of flowers floating, smoke and dust are like mist, and a person slowly walks out of them.

The man looked old, his hair was thinning, and even one of his front teeth was missing.

In his hand, he held a Void Mark, which was the key to the Formation Eye of the entire Peerless Great Array.

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