It was late at night, and the moon was bright in the sky, and the roars of monsters sounded from time to time under the night sky, adding a bit of terrifying to the night color.

Above the top of the mountain, before the cliff.

Zhou Xuanji and Meng Tianlang are still in a confrontation.

The biting cold wind blew, and the others had already entered a state of cultivation, but they were still standing.

In order to prevent Meng Tianlang from taking action, Zhou Xuanji said, "Very good! He is worthy of being the General of the Cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This kind of endurance makes me admire him!"

Meng Tianlang is brave and resourceful. Although he can see that Zhou Xuanji is deceitful, he loves to protect his face and is self-reliant, so he has been in a stalemate with Zhou Xuanji.

Faced with Zhou Xuanji's praise, he said disdainfully: "How can you know the fierce battles that I, Meng Tianlang, have experienced?"

Xiao Jinghong couldn't help but shake his head.

Meng Tianlang is good at everything, but he pays too much attention to virtue, so he will not subvert what he promises.

This is also the reason why Xiao Jinghong regards him as his lifelong enemy.

However, Zhou Xuanji was too treacherous and saw through Meng Tianlang at a glance, forcing Meng Tianlang to dare not step down.

Now, Xiao Jinghong is curious about what Zhou Xuanji will do.

Could it be that I want to wait for Meng Tianlang to suddenly attack when he relaxes?

But even so, it is so difficult to hurt Meng Tianlang.

Meng Tianlang is not in the inner alchemy realm, nor in the spiritual spring realm, but in the Nascent Soul realm!

No matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, he cannot cross three great realms, not to mention that Meng Tianlang is not a mediocre person, and his combat talent is so strong.

Time continues to pass.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

When the first ray of sunlight came from the horizon, Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power was less than one-quarter.

Even though he kept absorbing energy, he could not compare to the speed of spiritual power.

He thought to himself, is there enough spiritual power in the Angry Ape Sword?

Seeing him frowning, Meng Tianlang thought he was panicked, so he sneered: "Why? Can't find my flaw? Give up and give me the Sky Dragon Eagle!"

Zhou Xuanji said in a deep voice: "I have not yet drawn the sword, and the winner will not be decided. If you are impatient, you can cancel the agreement. If you break the agreement, don't want my Sky Dragon Eagle!"

When Meng Tianlang heard this, he snorted: "There is a lot of military tactics, adapting to the right direction, and looking for opportunities patiently is the best. I have led the troops to fight for many years. How can you compare to my patience?"

Compared to the Dragon Eagle in the Sky, he wanted to suppress Xiao Jinghong's head.

If you win Zhou Xuanji, you will win Xiao Jinghong!

"Okay, let's continue, what you said, if you regret that you are my son, if you avoid you, you are my grandson!"

Zhou Xuanji shouted with a bold voice, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Xiao Jinghong.

If Xiao Jinghong was not here, how could Meng Tianlang be so exciting?

The two continued to have a stalemate.

One hour.

Two hours.

Noon is coming.

Beixiao King Jian and Zhao Congjian started practicing swords, and Fang Junsheng looked forward to it.

Xiao Jinghong sat near Zhou Xuanji and supported Zhou Xuanji.

It is until afternoon.

Two monks flew past the cliff, and were both stunned when they saw Zhou Xuanji and Meng Tianlang.

"That's General Meng Tianlang and General Meng!"

One of them exclaimed, they were all chosen ones and had met Meng Tianlang.

The two turned their eyes to Zhou Xuanji.

Where can I find children in the Duanxian Mountains?

It can only be...

The world's unparalleled sword god Zhou!

"General Meng and Zhou Jianshen are confronting each other?"

The other man shouted, and the two flew to a nearby hill and looked at the battle.

They were very excited. Whether it was Zhou Jianshen or Meng Tianlang, they were all famous figures, and their battles were definitely exciting.

However, they watched for a long time, neither of them took action.

One of them muttered, “What are they doing?”

Another man touched his chin and said incredibly: "When masters fight, the winner is often in an instant. They are looking for the opponent's flaws. As long as they move, the winner is the winner is the winner!"

The two of them held their breath and waited quietly.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Three hours later, four more monks passed by and joined the melon-eating queue.

In the distance, on a mountain.

Two giant snakes coiled up the mountain wall and turned into Nanhuan Snake Lord and his wife.

Nanhuan Snake Jun frowned and murmured: "Why is Meng Tianlang here?"

He can't beat Meng Tianlang. Meng Tianlang's cultivation is considered to be among the demon clan, equivalent to the sixth-level demon king.

The snake girl said nervously: "Then we can't take action."

When she heard the words Meng Tianlang, she was so scared that she couldn't stand firmly.

She herself disagreed with killing Zhou Jianshen, and now she will not agree.

Nanhuan Snake Jun nodded and said, "Look first."

Perhaps Meng Tianlang would kill Zhou Xuanji, and he would take the opportunity to cut off his head, which would be considered a matter of handover.

Time changes.

The sun sets and the moon rises, and the night falls again.

Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power was almost scarce, so he slowed down his speed of accumulating momentum.

After a day and a night, the surging power contained in the Angry Ape Sword made him feel shocked.

Of course, only he can feel it.

Meng Tianlang and Xiao Jinghong, who are as strong as the Nascent Soul Realm, cannot detect the energy contained in the Angry Ape Sword.

"It's not enough. If you persist, I will draw my sword again when this guy really can't hold it in."

Zhou Xuanji thought to himself, and his eyes were still looking at Meng Tianlang.

Meng Tianlang felt the fighting spirit in his eyes and secretly admired him. This kid was tenacious.

The two continued to confront each other.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The third day is coming.

Those monks who were watching were a little tired and were all angrily waiting and watching.

Last night, someone had already used spells to spread the news. Just as dawn, six monks came to join the ranks of spectators.

"It's really General Meng, why did he fight with Zhou Jianshen?"

"Although the two of them did not take action, the silent scene made me feel suffocated."

"It is said that they have been confronting each other for several days and have not taken action. Can you do this kind of perseverance?"

"Is the sword king next to Zhou Jianshen?"

"Wait, Sword Lord?"

The monks were talking, and soon someone recognized Xiao Jinghong's identity, which made them even more excited.

Sword Lord, Meng Tianlang, Zhou Jianshen!

Three mighty powerful men actually gathered together!

They cast spells one after another to spread the news.

In the next few days, more and more people knew about this, and even alarmed the royal family and generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

More and more people rushed to the cliffs of Zhou Xuanji and others.

Six days later.

Zhou Chengxin, Princess Xuanya and other princes arrived one after another.
To be continued...