Chapter 1305 The Day of the Great War. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

The four girls didn't dare to continue thinking about it, Lin Hanyan murmured: "Elder Wenren Taishang...It is impossible for the elder Wenren Taishang to have an accident!"

Zhao Juanjuan also said in a daze: "That's right...Senior Wen Ren has such a high level of cultivation, even if he loses, he can still escape..."

Shen Yinchen suppressed his panic, and nodded vigorously: "The pictures in the water mirror just now are all fake!"

Chen Jingmeng repeatedly echoed: "Yes! It's fake! It's fake! It must be fake..."

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the next day.

Misty and rainy.

Light rain as fine as a cow's hair fell from the sky and fell near the Fazhou. It was immediately propped up by the protective formation, gathered into a trickling stream, and slid into the ground.

Fazhou deck.

Pei Ling stood with her hands behind her back, looking calmly into the distance.

The battle is imminent, and he must maintain his peak state at all times, so he will no longer be able to experience the bliss in the world taught by Tian Sheng...

At this moment, a graceful figure flew from a distance.

Its winking eyes are like silk, and its softness is like a snake. It is the flower that Pei Ling sent to send the letter of war to the Yanxi City lord!

Whoosh!

Soon, Hua Yuran penetrated the formation and fell into the Dharma boat lightly.

Seeing Pei Ling, she immediately stepped forward to salute, and said charmingly: "Master, I am lucky enough to live up to my fate, and I have sent the letter of war to the Lord of Yanxi City!"

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and immediately asked: "Time, place."

He didn't ask the Lord of Yanxi City whether he would agree to his challenge. Only when he challenged the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty for the first time, did he need to prove his strength to the world! Prove yourself!

But after winning that battle, facing his challenge again, the suzerains of the other nine sects only had two choices: "dare" and "dare not"!

And Pei Ling is the holy son of the Demon Sect, and it is impossible for all the orthodox sects to choose "dare not"!

Sure enough, Hua Yuran heard the words, and immediately said coquettishly: "Master, the city lord of Yanxi City said that the time is set to be two days later, and the location will be in Wuwangze."

Hopeless...

Pei Ling didn't have too many surprises. Hopeless Lake is vast and remote, with few people and even birds and animals. When fighting there, there is no need to worry about hurting innocent people. Both sides can let go of their hands and feet as much as possible.

Thinking of this, he immediately nodded and said, "I see."

"You back off."

Hua Yuran glanced at him reluctantly, and then saluted: "Yes!"

With a thought in his mind, Pei Ling immediately controlled the dharma boat and flew towards the center of Wuwangze.

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Two days passed in a flash.

Hopeless Ze, deep.

The light rain has not stopped for a long time, and the rain is becoming more and more torrential. The dark clouds gather day by day, like layers of ink coloring the sky.

It was noon, but the sky was dark.

Amid the rumbling thunder, the heavy rain was majestic.

Washed by the rain, the gray and black muddy water turns dirty and crimson, intertwined with fresh greenery and colorful miasma, forming a magnificent and grotesque picture.

The huge dharma boat is parked high in the sky, like a giant whale inhabiting in the wind and rain.

The top floor of the Fazhou, cabins.

Pei Ling sat alone on the main seat, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Suddenly, he noticed something, opened his eyes immediately, got up from the throne, stepped out, and appeared at the front of the deck.

A moment later, a sword intent rose from the sky, and the light was like a rainbow penetrating the sun. It split the rain curtain in an instant, and fell to the high sky near the Fazhou. The sword light flashed, and a man in green clothes with straw shoes and a bamboo crown and leather belt appeared. The middle-aged man's eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body was like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath. The strong sword intent spontaneously cut off all the raindrops that approached.

Harmony breath, pure sword intent, is the Supreme Elder of the Han'an Sword Sect!

Pei Ling's complexion didn't change much. Today is the time for his decisive battle with the Lord of Yanxi City.

The sword cultivator of the Hanyan Sword Sect came here, probably just like the time of the Liugai Dynasty, wanting to watch the battle from the sidelines.

At this time, a majestic green hill suddenly appeared in the heavy rain like a mirage. An old man with fluttering sleeves and a high crown belt strode out from the mountain. His breath was clear and ethereal, but he was from Jiuyi Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the flower branches in the void poked their heads, like new buds sprouting in spring, and light pink buds quickly emerged and opened. A beautiful young girl with a casual appearance, dressed in colorful clothes, rises from the flower buds. This is the monk Suzhen.

Not long after, the phoenix singing, the phoenix cart and the pulley quickly approached Fazhou through the heavy rain.

The beaded curtains swayed lightly, and one glimpsed through the gaps. The person inside, with a phoenix crown and a xiapei, and Zhai clothes and phoenix shoes, is the current empress of the Liugai Dynasty!

Cold Darkness Sword Sect, Nine Yi Mountain, Su Zhentian, Liu Greed Dynasty...

They also came to watch the battle, but the scene was completely different from the last time they challenged the Liugai Dynasty.

The envoys of the other four sects last time, except for Fu Daoxuan who wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the disciples, the other three sects were just ordinary elders and disciples.

But this time, they were all dignitaries from various sects, at least at the level of the Supreme Elders!

Looking at this scene, Pei Ling nodded slightly, and continued to wait calmly, but the people from various sects who came to watch the battle did not have any intention of talking to Pei Ling.

Above the sky, thunder rolled and the rain was loud.

Between the heaven and the earth, there is a silence, only the heavy rain can be heard, without the slightest noise.

After a while, a black chariot suddenly appeared in the sky.

This chariot has a simple style and a long-lasting atmosphere. The cover is like an umbrella, and the flags and flags dance in the wind. Responding to each other, it's like stepping on thunder.

In front of the chariot, five huge black iron puppets moved in unison, galloping through the void. There is only one car, but it is majestic, as if thousands of troops charge into the clouds.

Its speed is extremely fast, like the speed of the wind, one moment it was a small dot in the distant sky, and the next moment it has come to Fazhou.

Immediately afterwards, the chariot stopped without warning, and the five beasts became one, moving and stilling in an instant.

Afterwards, the banner moved slightly, and a burly and tall figure strode out from the car.

Its armor is complete, and the pitch-black visor completely blocks the face, revealing only the rock-like firm and bright eyes. He holds a giant hammer in each hand, with seven flags on his back, and above his head, there is an ax that looks simple but has a powerful and fierce aura.

When walking, it is like the wind and thunder, and the water is like the ocean, with a strong, mighty and fierce spirit.

It was like being carried by this extremely ancient chariot from ancient times. Just standing there, it gave people a sense of horror.

It is the current city lord of Yanxi City!

The moment they saw the Lord of Yanxi City, everyone present was shocked!

The opponent's aura is really strong and somewhat abnormal!

However, the four people who came to watch the battle on the right way quickly thought of something, and looked at the seven flags behind the city lord, their expressions suddenly solemn.

At this time, Pei Ling also looked at the city lord with a solemn expression.

Master Yao Qingying said that the lord of Yanxi City and the current emperor of the Liugai Dynasty are equal in terms of cultivation strength.

If he can defeat the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty, he will be able to defeat the Lord of Yanxi City!

It's just that the aura of the city lord of Yanxi City is obviously much stronger than that of the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty!

This overwhelming feeling of oppression was almost suffocating, and reminded Pei Ling of the scene when he was faced with the final form of [Seed of Creation]!

This is the terrifying coercion that can only be possessed by the peak of He Dao!

Be careful in this battle!

Just as Pei Ling was thinking about this, the Lord of Yanxi City said loudly: "Old man Tiexiong Tuo, this is the Lord of Yanxi City."

"According to the appointment of the holy son of Zhongmingzong, come to fight."

Pei Ling quickly came back to his senses, and immediately flew out of the dharma boat, stood in the air, and said respectfully: "Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongming sect, has met the city lord."

"This battle has nothing to do with any grievances between the two parties, it's just to prove my way!"

Tuo Tiexiong nodded slightly, then put away the chariot, looked around, and looked at Pei Ling again: "If you are ready, you can start."

Hearing this, the four spectator monks quickly retreated towards the periphery of Wuwangze without any hesitation.

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and immediately sent a voice transmission to Shi Nanzi: "Let's drive the dharma boat and get away quickly."

Shi Nanzi replied: "Yes!"

Soon, she controlled the dharma boat, soared into the sky, and fled towards the periphery of Wuwangze.

Watching Fazhou completely disappear from sight, Pei Ling turned to Tuo Tiexiong: "City Master Yanxi, please!"

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