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As the sword beam rose into the air, the clouds in the sky turned grayish. Moments later, the cyan sword beam exploded from within the black cloud. Green stars filled the sky and danced about, like blue fireworks.

The originally rolling black clouds in the sky suddenly lit up.

As the sky changed, the sounds of dragons roaring could be heard from the mountain range in the north. Their loud and clear voices pierced through the sky, giving off the feeling that they were going to fight against each other.

Moments later, the resonant tiger roar followed closely behind.

Upon hearing this voice, the Mount Shu Sect Leader Qing Yun's face darkened. Just as he was about to give out his command, a pair of eyes the size of wheels appeared on the mountain in the north.

In a moment, the creature that was as big as a wheel revealed its dragon-like body. Its shiny scales were especially eye-catching under the sunlight, and its slightly curved claws were faintly discernible in the clouds.

On the head of the flood dragon stood a wolf-like creature. Although its oily gray hair was not able to compete with the flood dragon, it was still exceptionally dazzling.

However, the wolf-walking creature didn't want to be as arrogant as the White Tiger beside the dragon.

He only saw the white tiger vine standing in the sky, constantly shouting, as if it wanted to steal the dragon's spotlight.

However, because the flood dragon's body was too huge, the Mount Shu disciples' gazes all fell on the flood dragon. This made the White Tiger feel infuriated.

While everyone's eyes were focused on the flood dragon, demon beasts were gradually emerging from the northern mountain. Although the power wasn't as strong as the flood dragon, the lowest was at least Rank 4 and above.

Seeing this scene, Qing Yun and the other Mount Shu disciples could not help but feel their faces turn pale. They could not help but ask, "Does the heavens really want to forget us?"

Just as their souls left them in a daze, the purple-haired youth wildly laughed and said, "Old fellow, do you still want to set up a formation?"

His words were filled with contempt, causing Qing Yun to be even more embarrassed and furious. However, there was nothing he could do to refute his words.

Seeing Qing Yun like this, the violet-haired youth, Zi Feng, said even more arrogantly, "Back then, when you chased me, did you ever think that there would be such a result?" As he spoke, he began to laugh loudly.

However, he said coldly, "The waters of this world should be changed. You, Mount Shu, have grown up for so many years. You should step down from the position of supreme expert now, right?"

Seeing that Zi Feng was looking at him teasingly, Qing Yun felt even more helpless. He couldn't help but ask, "Are we really going to reveal our trump cards?"

When he thought here, his originally strong and healthy body suddenly aged a lot. Stars appeared in the corner of his eyes, and the facial expression of the gully on his face deepened by a little bit.

When he thought about how only he, the Sect Leader, would use the last life-saving grass in the past few thousand years, Qing Yun could not help but sigh helplessly and mutter, "The previous Patriarchs and the 132nd generations of descendants were unfilial, causing Mount Shu to fall to such a state. "Once everything is over, Qing Yun will definitely apologize." Qing Yun then closed his eyes helplessly.

Hearing that, Zi Feng smiled and said: "The old fellow has been faked, let's fight! I'd like to see how you are now. "I have never forgotten what happened four years ago!" After speaking, the violet-haired youth pointed his sword towards the clouds.

Qing Yun did not show any weakness and similarly raised the Heaven's Sword in his hand and said, "Bring it on! I, Qing Yun am not someone to be trifled with! " As he spoke, he swung out with his sword.

The violet-haired youth didn't show any weakness as he brandished the phoenix sword in his hand and began to fight with Qing Yun.

At this moment, the two of them were standing horizontally in the air. The azure and yellow sword light danced in the air, giving off an inconceivable feeling of beauty. Beneath that beauty was a powerful destructive force.

After all, Qing Yun was an old monster that had trained for over a thousand years. As for Zi Feng, he had been in the dao for less than a hundred years, so Zi Feng was still a bit lacking in actual combat.

But that was only a small point. After all, Chu Feng walked out of the pile of dead people. The many life and death trials already made the young man in front of him strangely mature.

The battle was still ongoing, and the Mount Shu disciple was also busy.

He saw that Chi You, who was holding the Blue Lotus Sword, was entangled with the flood dragon.

The White Tiger was not someone who was easy to deal with. Relying on its strong body, it blocked the Crimson Twilight Sword's blood-red attack. That caused the crowd to be endlessly shocked.

The bloody red sword in his hand was not a good weapon. Back when he charged into the Demon Gate alone, he battled against the Six Daos Demon Lord for hundreds of cycles of reincarnation, but he still managed to return safely in the end.

Qing Yun, who was in the middle of battle, saw all of this from the corner of his eyes. He couldn't help but feel great waves in his heart.

Mount Shu eight peaks, contending for heaven, xuanji, Heavenly Dao, Green Lotus, Wujing, Red Cloud, Qi Huang, Gan Zhe.

The Peak Masters of the four great sects all wielded their spears as they advanced towards the battle. However, Zi Feng did not show any signs of backing down and continued to fight with the eight heaven-defying experts. Demonic beasts at the seventh or eighth stage were truly amazing. They were comparable to those at the Divine Tribulation Realm. For a time, the two sides were evenly matched.

However, the Netherworld Udumbara who had been standing on the dragon's head just now had nothing to do with him. It was coldly watching from the side, as if this battle had nothing to do with him.

This caused the intense battle to reveal a strange expression.

The battle continued, however, it was only between peak existences. Ordinary disciples could only quietly watch from the side, while some of them could only stand by the side and watch. Some of them were unable to withstand the majestic battle qi and were shaken to the point that they spat out blood.

Looking at this scene, Qing Yun's face paled. He stared at Zi Feng and said fiercely: "Is this your revenge? Seeing those unarmed people fall in front of you like this, are you satisfied? " As he finished his sentence, Qing Yun suddenly roared. He no longer had the demeanor of a Sect Leader of Mount Shu.

Hearing Qing Yun's curses, Zi Feng woke up with a start, "Stop, let's go to the wasteland." As he spoke, he flew into the air.

Facing Chu Feng's decision, Qingyun had a face full of suspicion, but he also followed without the slightest trace of fear.

In a few moments, they were standing on a piece of wasteland beside Mount Shu.

After hearing Qingyun's reprimand just now, Chu Feng numbly thought about his childhood. The distress of being on the edge of life and death made Chu Feng cherish his life very much, no matter if it was his own or innocent.

Overall speaking, Zi Feng could be considered a good person on the ground. As long as no one provoked him, Zi Feng would not become enemies with anyone.

Today, the reason why Mount Shu had come to punish Mount Shu was all because Mount Shu had been too excessive in the past. It was because of that reckless and merciless attitude towards life, that merciless pursuit, that Zi Feng had no choice but to understand life and death.