The towering road to heaven, the eternal ice mountain.
The scenery on the top of the mountain is a sea of white. The biting cold wind is like a steel knife, raging between the snow-capped mountains and ice.
On the top of Binggang Mountain, outside the huge palace, two figures were confronting each other.
There was an old man with white hair and beard, holding a three-foot green sword, standing on the top of the mountain, his feet on the void, his whole body wrapped in sharp sword energy.
Opposite, a young man in a gray sweatshirt stood with his hands behind his back. His hair stood on end, each strand sparkling, and a dark light flashed in his eyes from time to time.
The two powerful forces confronted each other, like a needle against a thorn, and neither side was willing to give in.
"Gu Yue, it's been twenty-two years. Didn't you expect me to come back?"
The young man in gray said in a cold voice, his dark eyes showing a sense of vicissitudes that did not match his age, and his brows were full of arrogance.
Gu Yue snorted coldly and said, "Back then, I couldn't bear to kill innocent people, so I spared the life of that innocent baby. I didn't expect it to be a trick of yours.
I just don't know, are you Zhou Guoping or Zhou Motou now? "
Demon Zhou smiled proudly and said, "I am who I am. A young body, a seasoned will."
Gu Yue stood with his sword in hand and snorted coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, Zhou Guoping's will has been devoured by you, right?"
"It's not swallowing, it's fusion."
Demon Zhou corrected.
Gu Yue sneered, and looked leisurely at the old woman behind Zhou Motou, and asked loudly: "Grandma Hua, it turns out you have deceived everyone. Zhou Guoping is not your grandson at all!
You tried so hard to adopt the baby boy just to wait for this day to come.
You knew he would come back, right?
Because of his existence, the entire ancient martial arts world has been devastated, and all your family and friends have died in the war. Don’t you hate him?
Twenty-two years have passed, why do you still want to be an accomplice to the evil?"
Hua Pozi's face turned stern. After a long pause, she replied, "I have my own choice. No need to ask."
"Ha ha!"
Gu Yue smiled wistfully and said sadly, "Back then, countless people were killed and wounded on both sides of us. I spared your life and the baby's life out of consideration for your pitiful background. I never expected that!"
"Forget it. Since Demon Zhou has returned, there is no room for negotiation."
"Fight! For the hundreds of my disciples who died over twenty years ago, today is a fight to the death!"
As he spoke, Gu Yue's hair and beard moved without wind, and the three-foot-long green sword emitted a brilliant light. Endless sword energy enveloped his entire body, making him look like an unparalleled fierce blade.
On the opposite side, evil spirit surged all over the body of Demon Zhou, and the magic of the devil started to work on its own, and a long sword with a ghost head appeared in his hand.
"Today, we will destroy Binggang Mountain and fulfill the promise we made twenty-two years ago!"
Demon Zhou roared, and his body soared up like an eagle, slashing towards Gu Yue with a big knife in his hand.
Gu Yue was surrounded by sword energy. He wielded the sword with his right hand and raised his left hand with the sword finger. The sword light was attached to the three-foot green blade. With the superposition of sword energy, the sharp light had already pierced through the void.
"Ice Flower Peak Breaking Slash!"
Gu Yue's momentum soared to the extreme. He thrust out his sword, and the wind and clouds changed color. The sharp sword energy swept across the sky in an instant.
Demon Zhou sneered repeatedly, and suddenly raised the ghost-head sword. A blazing sword energy with a black glow appeared out of nowhere and attacked the sword energy head-on.
"boom!"
A violent collision sounded, and a violent energy ripple spread out instantly.
The snow-capped mountains in the distance were affected by this energy and began to make rustling sounds.
A moment later, the white snow rolled down, causing a shocking avalanche.
The two figures were quickly bounced away after the collision, and collided again in an instant. The sharp sword energy and the blazing knife energy clashed fiercely, and they had hit each other dozens of times in the blink of an eye.
On the ground, Wang Qiuyang was shocked.
Before he knew it, the old man Gu Yue had become so strong.
What shocked him even more was that Demon Zhou was actually stronger than Gu Yue, and he had the upper hand in the fierce collision.
Wang Qiuyang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was a hero who knew the times. Fortunately, he surrendered early, otherwise, he would not be able to withstand such a strong attack.
At this moment, Wang Qiuyang felt a cold breath locking onto him.
Mrs. Hua slowly turned around and looked at him with unfriendly eyes.
Wang Qiuyang's heart suddenly trembled.
He is a ninth-grade warrior in the True Veins Realm, and Hua Pozi is a ninth-grade warrior in the Soaring Sky Realm. Although there is only one grade difference between the two, there is a world of difference in their strength.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Hua Pozi wanted to attack him, she could kill him instantly with one move.
When Demon Zhou slapped him to the ground, he actually didn't even use one level of his power. His purpose was just to make it easier to conquer the Shushan Sword Sect.
If the devil Zhou wanted to kill him, he could crush him to death with just one finger.
Wang Qiuyang didn't know why Hua Pozi was targeting him. He only felt a chill on his back and cold sweat all over his body.
Grandma Hua looked at Wang Qiuyang with a leisurely gaze, pointed in the direction of the Binggang Mountain Hall, and said in a cold voice: "There is the last disciple of Binggang Mountain there. Go and kill her!"
Hearing the other party's cold words, Wang Qiuyang couldn't help but be stunned, and looked in the direction the other party pointed.
Outside the Binggang Mountain Hall, a girl in white was standing there quietly, her beautiful eyes full of anxiety, staring at the two fighting figures in the sky without blinking.
She is Wu Xi, the last disciple of Binggang Mountain.
Hua Pozi said coldly: "She is a fifth-grade warrior in the True Vein Realm. Her own strength is not to be feared. You can easily crush her.
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