In the poem "Sufeng Peak Top Ji Dingyun" by Fang Xiaoru, a Ming Dynasty man, describes the stunning golden top in this way: "The rocks cut through the walls and cross a thousand miles, and the power is the only one in the southwest. The vital energy of Kunlun is magnificent, and the auspicious light is hidden in the middle. The pearls, jewels, treasures and Buddhas leave gold figures, and the golden and blue towers are in the air. Even if Penglai is weak, it is difficult to eliminate the emptiness and weakness."

The scenery of Emei has been passed down through the ages.

To reach the peak of Emei, which is 3,077 meters above sea level, you need to go up fifteen kilometers from the Xixiang Pond, pass through the Qili slope with more than two thousand steps, go up the steps, and pass the Jiegui Hall, and then you will be at the top.

There were not many pedestrians along the way. When we arrived at Qilipo, there were almost no tourists. Even if there were some, they were blocked. They stopped tourists from going up the mountain on the grounds of the stone steps on the top of the mountain.

Of course, at this time, if you show your identity as a practitioner, then it is naturally another matter.

After all, this duel is open, and any fellow gangsters are welcome to come to supervise and observe.

As long as it doesn't appear in the sight of ordinary people.

This is the unspoken rule in the entire industry, and it is also not to cause excessive attention and panic.

In fact, everyone in this business, whether good or evil, adheres to this principle and is more willing to lurk under the iceberg.

Speaking of duels, this trend has existed since ancient times. The more wars are, the more people commit suicide and respect heroes. Especially in the Republic of China, duels that sign a life-and-death situation are even more common. There are many scenes on the streets and alleys, and even in today's current situation, it is not rare.

I thought that such a small scene would not be paid much attention to it, but since I arrived in Jinguan City, I found that this matter has caused a lot of controversy in the world.

Of course, the biggest gimmick is naturally a rookie in the world, facing the long-standing demon king.

Moreover, this Lu Dajiao has a high status in the southwest rivers and lakes. Many people hate him to the core, but no one can punish him, so that he can stay away from justice until today.

Is that guy named "Hou Mo" the opponent of Lu Dajiao, a generation of demon king?

How many times can he block it?

I heard that guy is the rare owner of the "Lingming Stone Monkey" bloodline. I don't know if he has a few brushes...

The rumors in the world are both true and illusory, and no one knows it, but when I heard about this duel, someone even opened a plate for the gang to bet. After hearing about this, Ma Yiao specially asked someone to help buy my winning points.

After all, the odds I win are fifteen times, and if I win, it will be a lot of money.

At 1:30 p.m., nearly two hundred people had gathered on the Emei Golden Top, but the flat ground on the edge of the cliff was empty, because here would be the ring for a while.

On the rock opposite the ground, several chairs were placed. Huang Daxian sat in the middle, and the few next to him were famous figures in the world, including Feng Nan, Tianxianzi, Tianxianzi of Emei, Fukong Taoist of Wudang, Zen Master Yongxiang of Shaolin Temple, etc. Each name is very famous in this world.

And in the palace not far away, there was a vague figure standing, and the man's whole body was shrouded in thick fog, which seemed very faint.

Those who know the goods will tell their friends next to you that this person is the legendary Ventilation Sage among the Six Heavenly Kings of Night Walkers, and the largest backstage on the Farewell Island in Miaojiang.

Of course, the Farewell Island is also the middleman in this battle.

On the other side, there was a black shadow hidden on the big tree, which gave people a vague pressure. The man was the Zhonglifang invited by Lu Dajiao, the Great Sage of the God-driving God in Ailao Mountain in southern Yunnan.

From the essence of the battle, neither Lu Dajiao nor Hou Mo are considered famous figures in the world.

But the lineup that appeared on the court moved those who came to watch from thousands of miles away.

Even if that Hou Mo didn't come, it would be worth seeing so many experts from the world today.

At 145 pm, a noise came from the mountain pass. People turned around and saw that Lu Dajiao from Huangfeng Village, Wushan, arrived.

This demon king, who is famous in the southwest, is dressed in a traditional manner at this moment. He is dressed in a gray-white robe of the Republic of China, with clean and neat hair. He stepped on a thousand-layer bottom and walked slowly upwards, but he looked like a master of hermits. Behind him, the four disciples under his sect were all looking at the tiger and looking at the wolf, looking forward to it, all of whom were elites and a choice for the time being.

Behind these people, there are eight young and beautiful men, wearing slim cheongsams and walking gracefully, like weeping willows swaying in the wind, making people feel pity.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but exclaim: "What a demon king, so good pomp and so great."

Two words, awesome!

The demon king Lu appeared, and the show was quite big. Everyone looked at him. Some people subconsciously looked at the steps down the mountain, but there was no one. They felt a little disappointed, thinking that this battle would be awkward and would be left alone.

After all, many people come from far away, and some even take the train for a long time just to watch a wonderful battle. As a result, they don’t watch anything, and they will inevitably feel disappointed.

After all... no one will reimburse the train tickets you go back.

The Lu Demon King had a fair temperament. He walked up and kept saying hello to him. He smiled and came to the front of the stage like stars holding the moon.

Then he bowed to the several old men of the Jianghu present, and then said to Huang Daxian, who was in charge of the battle: "Brother Shang Yuan, I heard that you have not had a few days to live, so why should you work so hard? As we all know, that kid has died in the secret realm of the White Tiger in Kunlun Mountains, and it is impossible for you to survive again. But you insist on making this matter so big. Could it be that you plan to fight and hold your funeral together?"

After so long, the strength of the Demon King Lu has been increasing. In addition, he has a backer. He has no respect for the Farewell Island and the dying dying Huang Daxian.

He teased him wantonly, but Wong Tai Sin on the judge's seat was not angry.

Compared to the day before yesterday, his complexion has improved a lot now, and his face has blood color. He can't tell that he is seriously ill.

He sat peacefully on the chair, with a boy holding a sword beside him. Facing the provocation of King Lu's Demon, he said calmly: "It was agreed that it was two o'clock in the afternoon. The time has not yet arrived yet, so why should you be anxious? Go up the mountain and take a break and take a look at the scenery-we agreed to choose to compete at two o'clock in the afternoon. First, it is the spiritual will of people at this moment, and the best moment, and second, it is the golden Buddha light, which is really magnificent."

He stretched out his finger and saw that outside the rock not far away, there were white clouds. A seven-color halo of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple suddenly appeared in the clouds, about one meter in size, and the center was as bright as a mirror, as if in an illusion.

When everyone stands here, they will find their figure appearing in the halo, just like facing a mirror, with every move and shadow following.

Even if thousands or hundreds of people watch at the same time, the viewer can only see himself and not others.

In such a beautiful scenery, everyone feels that even if there is no so-called wonderful duel for a while, it is not worth the trip.

The demon king of Lu turned around, looked into the distance, stared for a moment, then turned his head and said to Huang Daxian: "If that kid can really create a miracle today, appear here, and have enough strength to force me to use his trump card, then I will let the world know what I, Lu, can stand on the southwest rivers and lakes..."

Wong Tai Sin smiled and nodded and said, "Okay, look forward to your performance."

The demon king of Lu slowly walked to the stage. His disciple immediately brought a chair and asked him to sit down. The eight young beauties immediately stepped forward, some fanned the wind and some pounded their backs, and they were serving them carefully, which made others really envious.

Of course, some people are envious, some are jealous, and they are beginning to look forward to the legendary owner of the Lingming Stone Monkey bloodline, Hou Mo, who can appear, will make this guy suffer a little.

Too much.

Everyone continued to wait. As time approached, the mountain pass was empty and no one was seen.

This situation was a bit disappointing, and someone immediately started to talk about it.

Not all the people who came to watch the battle this time were Xiaoyu Xiaoxiao. Some were strong, some had extraordinary cultivation and capable people naturally had a big temper. After a while, some people started to quarrel.

At the beginning, the conflict was still small, and everyone didn't mind. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, the two sides started fighting.

The duel on the stage has not yet begun, but the audience is in a gang. The scene makes the organizer's face suddenly unhooked. Someone walked down and said to the fighters: "Stop, otherwise we will ask you to leave first."

Hearing this, as one of the parties involved, a beggar with a beautiful face kept silencedly and sneered: "No one can come, just leave, what's the good thing about it?"

On the other side, a burly man said to the beggar angrily: "My Brother Hou will definitely come."

The beggar with a face-faced laughed and said, "Come? Why are you here? Come by plane? Now it's two o'clock. You'll stop at the Yamaguchi and look down the steps. Have you seen half a figure? He's coming, he's here long ago, and he'll have to wait until now?"

The burly man was speechless, and at this moment, the boy holding a sword on the stage cleared his throat and said loudly: "Today is Lu Youfa, a battle agreement with Hou Mo set three years ago. The time has come. If the person has not arrived, the battle will be cancelled, and Lu Youfa will win soon... Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

He began to count down, but when he counted to "Five", a man suddenly walked out of the crowd, holding a suona in his hand, and sang vigorously and started to blow.

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