Chapter 1878 Tianjian Mountain

Tianjian Mountain, the second highest peak in the Sword Region, is second only to the Divine Sword Peak where the Sword God Temple is located, like an invincible divine sword, inserted in the northeast of the Sword Region.

Because Tianjian Mountain is too high, there is no cloud in the middle of the mountain, and the top of Tianjian Mountain is covered with ice and snow for many years, and those without a certain strength can't step on the mountain at all.

"Here, the mountain in front is Tianjian Mountain!"

Po Wentian pointed to the front, most of the mountain peaks were submerged into the clouds, and he couldn't see the real Tianjian Mountain, and said in a low voice.

"What a strong sword intent!"

Looking at Tianjian Mountain, which is getting closer, Ye Chenfeng felt a strong sword intent in Tianjian Mountain. He had a feeling that the sword intent in Tianjian Mountain was completely released, and he might be able to kill several people in an instant. Ancestral power.

"Let's go, Tianjian Mountain is the sacred mountain of my sword domain. In order to show respect for the sacred mountain, everyone must climb the peak from the foot of the mountain."

Po Wentian stopped the warship at the foot of the Heavenly Sword, and led Ye Chenfeng and the others along an ancient stone road to prepare for the summit.

At this moment, another huge warship appeared. Looking at the war flag hanging high on the warship, Po Wentian recognized that this warship was the warship of the Hunyuan Sword Sect.

The original overall strength of the Hunyuan Sword Sect was comparable to that of the Hunyuan Sword Sect, but after the Falun Dao Sword was smashed by the original Taoist body, the strength of the Hunyuan Sword Sect was no longer as good as that of the Hunyuan Sword Sect.

"Yo, isn't this asking the Sect Master Tian? It's very early!"

A yin and yang strange voice suddenly sounded on the warship. The Hunyuan Sect Master, dressed in a black robe and with a divine sword hanging from his back, took more than a dozen Hunyuan Sword Sect masters and leaped off the warship.

"Hey, ask Tian Sect Master, why are you the only one leading the team, the old Sect Master of the Magic Sword, why didn't he come!"

Just when Po Wentian didn't want to pay attention to Sect Master Hunyuan and left with Ye Chenfeng and others, he continued to speak reluctantly.

Hearing that Sect Master Hunyuan mentioned the slain sword, Po Wentian's eyes twitched wildly, and his heart was filled with anger.

He knew that Sect Master Hunyuan must know the news of the death of the broken law sword, and he definitely humiliated himself on purpose.

"Sect Master Hunyuan, don't you know that the broken magic sword is dead?"

Po Wentian forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and when he was about to leave, a deep voice sounded in Tianjian Mountain.

"Tantai Punishment!"

Hearing this voice, Po Wentian immediately recognized that the voice was from his old rival, Tantai Clan Patriarch Tantai Punishment.

"Sect Master Wentian, ignore them!" Seeing Po Wentian, whose face was ashen and blue veins collapsed on his forehead, Ye Chenfeng lightly patted his shoulder and said, "A dog bites a man, a man can't bite a dog, and A dog that really bites will not bark."

"Haha, Ye Feng is right, it's just a bunch of wild dogs!" Hearing Ye Chenfeng's sharp counterattack, Po Wentian laughed loudly.

"Um!"

Sect Master Hunyuan didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to be so courageous. He insulted himself as a dog in public, his face sank, and his eyes looking at Ye Chenfeng became stern, full of killing intent.

"Po Wentian, your master was killed, and your Poshan Sword Sect is no longer qualified to compete for the sword palace. How far you are, don't be ashamed!" Sect Master Hunyuan warned with a bad expression.

"I don't need to worry about whether I have the qualifications for Poshan Sword Sect!" Po Wentian snorted coldly: "You should think more about Hunyuan Sword Sect."

"let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Po Wentian ignored Sect Master Hunyuan and the others, and took Ye Chenfeng and his party to the stone steps with a feeling of mottled time, and walked step by step to the top of Tianjian Mountain, which is tens of thousands of meters high. .

"Po Wentian, you'd better pray that you don't run into my Primordial Sword Sect, or I will make you pay the price of blood!"

Sect Master Hunyuan looked at the backs of Ye Chenfeng and Po Wentian grimly, and swears in his heart through gritted teeth.

"Ye worship, do you think Hunyuan Jianzong and the Tantai family are behind the scenes?" Po Wentian with a gloomy face clenched his fists tightly and said coldly.

"I can't see it now, but under the circumstance that the Broken Mountain Sword Sect is blocked, the news of the death of the old sect master is still spread out, which proves that there are spies in the Broken Mountain Sword Sect!" Ye Chenfeng took an even pace and said The voice responded.

On the way to the board, he controlled the extremely fast deduction of the god-devouring brain, silently comprehended the sword intent in Tianjian Mountain, and deepened his understanding of kendo.

"I didn't expect that the Broken Mountain Sword Sect was bloodbathed by me, and there are still traitors!" Po Wentian said with an ugly face: "It seems that the major forces have a plan against my Broken Mountain Sword Sect."

Tianjian Mountain is tens of thousands of meters high, and the mountain road is built around the mountain. It takes a long time to reach the top. As the distance increases, Ye Chenfeng feels a powerful sword intent pouring down through the heavy clouds and mist. , the prestige of strength and status is simply unable to climb to the top of Tianjian Mountain under the oppression of this terrifying sword intent.

"Shhhhhh!"

As they walked, a piercing sound of breaking through the air suddenly entered the ears of Ye Chenfeng and his group. Following the source of the sound, they saw a man in a white robe who looked like a drawn sword. The man who gave the feeling of extreme danger stepped on the steep mountain wall and rushed towards the top of Tianjian Mountain at an extremely fast speed.

"Zhentianxing, the first genius of Zhentian Sword Sect, I didn't expect him to break through to the realm of one-star Daozu!"

Feeling the strong sword intent emanating from the white clothed man's body, Po Wentian's expression changed slightly, revealing a dignified expression.

Ye Chenfeng glanced at Zhentianxing and lost interest in him. Although he had practiced for less than five thousand years, Zhentianxing had broken through to the realm of the one-star Taoist ancestor. But in front of Ye Chenfeng, it was not enough.

With Ye Chenfeng's current strength, he can kill him with just one punch.

"This Heaven-shaking Sword Sect should be our biggest enemy." Elder Huo Da said in a low voice.

"It's just a one-star Daozu, nothing to be afraid of, let's continue to climb!" Ye Chenfeng said lightly, continuing to walk evenly along the winding road to the top of Tianjian Mountain.

After walking for a long time, Ye Chenfeng and his party felt a strong breath again. Through the slowly drifting sea of ​​clouds, Ye Chenfeng and his party could vaguely see that there was a five-colored glow with a graceful figure. Speeding through the sea of ​​clouds.

"Gan Bingzi, the princess of the Gan family, I didn't expect her to break through to the realm of a one-star Taoist ancestor!"

Seeing the figure disappearing in front of him, Po Wentian was devastated. He never imagined that the realm of so many juniors surpassed him.

"Is he really capable of turning the tide?"

Po Wentian glanced at Ye Chenfeng, who was not affected by the slightest influence, and pinned all his hopes on him.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Ye Chenfeng and his group climbed rapidly after several hours, gradually approaching the top of Tianjian Mountain, where the temperature continued to drop, and large flakes of snow drifted. Suddenly, the snow-covered mountain body shook slightly.

A man with an unusually strong body, wearing animal skins, exposing crimson muscles, with long black hair casually draped over his shoulders, giving off a bohemian feeling, stepped on the hard wall of Tianjian Mountain and cracked his footprints one by one.

"Tantaixiong, how could it be him, isn't he dead?"

Looking at the animal skin man, Po Wentian's eyes widened, as if he saw a ghost in his shocked eyes.

Hearing Po Wentian's exclamation, Tantai Xiong's gray eyes shone brightly, and he glanced at the stunned Po Wentian, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Jumping Clown!"

After speaking, Tantai Xiong ignored Po Wentian and the others, like a violent bear, he continued to step on the mountain wall and came to the top of Tianjian Mountain.

"Ask Tian Sect Master, why other powerful families have ancestral masters, but you don't have any!" Ye Chenfeng glanced at Tantai Xiong, who was restrained, and said lightly.

"Hey, bad luck, bad luck!"

Po Wentian sighed softly and didn't say much, but from his expression, he could still see that Poshan Sword Sect had a story.

However, Ye Chenfeng didn't ask any further questions, and continued to step on the steps covered with snow, and climbed up to a height of dozens of meters, with snowflakes floating, just like the top of Tianjian Mountain in a world of ice and snow.