The cold wind whistled on the top of the mountain, and the crowd below quickly became quiet. They all looked at the two people on the five broken sword platforms without looking sideways. Seeing the two of them confronting each other for a long time, some people began to talk. There were also several white-bearded old men in the distance who twisted their beards and nodded, as if they were also talking about something.

"These two are rare outstanding talents among the younger generations. In your opinion, how about you?" An old man in red robe stroked his beard and asked the person next to him.

The old man in green robe next to him stroked his white beard and said slowly: "This Xiao Chen was extraordinary before, but he was suppressed for a year. Since his appearance, Mo Jinyan has never lost any of his achievements. More importantly, his Mo family is an ancient immortal family and has the cultivation techniques of the previous era. With this alone, it is not comparable to Xiao Chen."

The other two old men twisted their beards and nodded, showing their agreement. The old man in red robe shook his head and smiled: "Did you forget that Xiao Chen seems to have an ancient martial art, right?"

The old man in green robe said, "That's right, but do you know which lineage the Mo family is from?"

"Which line?"

"The Six Great Fatian Family of the Ancient Ones."

The old man in red robe shook slightly after hearing this, his face changed, and his voice trembled: "Is it really the legendary Fatian family? I thought..."

The old man in green robe nodded and said, "That's right, the Su family and the other families are no longer considered the Fatian family now, but the Mo family has truly experienced great disasters and is passed down from the true orthodox Fatian family."

Hearing this, the old man in red robe shook again, slowly turned his head and looked at the platform on the top of the mountain. However, this time his eyes were only concentrated on Mo Jinyan.

The cold wind whistled on the top of the mountain, making the two of them flew in their clothes. Mo Jinyan's face was relaxed and even a little proud. He did not take the person in front of him seriously at all, and smiled faintly: "Have you heard the conversations of those people below? I am from the Mo family of the Fatian family, and you are just a mere unknown young man from the mortal world, the lowest inferior man in the mortal world!"

Xiao Chen casually spread his hands: "Whatever you say is, you're going to pretend to behave. Anyway, I can't pretend to be you, it doesn't matter." At the end of his speech, he shrugged his shoulders again.

"You!" Mo Jinyan pinched his fingers, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. At this moment, a figure suddenly came from afar. When he arrived close, there was an old man with white eyebrows holding a whisk in his hand and a fairy-like trance.

Everyone below was shocked, including those older generation figures who had reached the realm of Transformation of Gods, were all looking at the old man with white eyebrows in the air in surprise. At this height of a thousand feet, this person could stand completely in the air without using any magic weapon and flying sword. Could it be that his cultivation has reached the Mahayana realm?

The old man with white eyebrows looked at the two people on the platform and said, "I am a Bai Mei Sanren. I heard that the two friends of the Five Mountains are discussing swordsmanship this time, so I will be here to testify. During the competition, you must not use the hands of others, otherwise..." At this point, a whisk swept away, and a loud bang, and a mountain ten miles away suddenly disappeared.

Everyone below was shocked again, Mahayana! It was indeed a Mahayana practitioner! At this moment, many people showed respect and even their breathing was almost stopped. They had never seen Mahayana practitioners, and almost could be regarded as a legendary state. They were only one step away from reaching the immortal realm.

Of course, those who saw Xiao Ning and Gu Feng fighting yesterday did not seem surprised at this moment, because they felt that Xiao Ning and Gu Feng were even stronger.

Xiao Chen was also slightly suffocated. The pure immortal cultivator in the Mahayana realm would not be mixed with any trace of it. This mellow aura was so familiar. The head of the Xuanqing Sect back then, his master, Qingxuan Zhenren, was in the Mahayana realm, at least in his memory.

Suddenly, Mo Jinyan turned around, smiled and bowed to Baimei Sanren, and said, "I'm sorry, senior, you've come from afar."

He was disdainful to the older generation here from beginning to end, but he was only so respectful to this person. It was obvious that the two knew each other, and it was the urgent news that he had just heard from outside when he saw Chen Ranfeihua and Yitong suddenly arrived yesterday.

Everyone below was slightly surprised. It turned out that they were people who knew the Mo family. The old men in the distance were also a little surprised, but it was not strange to think that since it was the Mo family, it was not a strange thing to hire a Mahayana practitioner.

Baimei Sanren nodded: "Although the competition is just like this, I'm here to testify today. I see who has the ability to intervene." At the end of his speech, he had already looked at Chen Ranfeihua and Yitong in the distance.

Qingluan frowned and whispered: "This person has entered the Mahayana realm and is from the Mo family again. I'm afraid today..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard a powerful old man's voice coming from afar: "Since that's the case, then why not be a witness."

The sound was circling between the main peaks, with a sonorous and powerful force. Everyone was surprised. Looking in the sound, they saw an old man in a rosy-colored robe holding his hands behind his back and walking towards him with big strides.

Although the old man was gray-haired, he was full of energy, especially his two eyes. The two cold eyes invisibly gave people a sense of majesty, which made the younger generations present feel a little breathless.

Several seniors from the Xuanmen who were in the God Transformation Realm were stunned. Seeing the old man with a blue flute on his waist, Su Yue, Su Zimu and others were all shocked: "Senior Su Ying!"

This old man is Su Ying, the current head of the Su family. Xiao Chen heard someone shouting the name "Su Ying" at this moment, and he couldn't help but silently say in his heart: "Grandpa?"

Xiao Chen turned around and looked at it. Seeing that it was really a member of the Su family, he immediately started searching, but only saw Su Yue, Su Zimu, Su Wan and others, as well as a few Su family members, but they did not see their mother. They felt relieved while being disappointed. Fortunately, their mother did not come.

Finally, Xiao Chen turned his gaze on Su Ying. Is this old man really his grandfather? He had imagined Su Ying in his mind several times before, and always felt that it should be very majestic and difficult to get close to. Now that he sees it, it seems that it is indeed the case.

Su Ying also looked at him, and his originally cold gaze suddenly became softer, and then nodded. Xiao Chen was slightly stunned. He nodded to himself. Wouldn't he refuse to leave himself thousands of miles away because of his surname Xiao?

But even so, as soon as Xiao Chen thought that the people in the Su family looked down on their father, took their mother away, and locked them up and refused to see him, Xiao Chen felt depressed and turned his head back with all his strength.

Su Ying was not angry when she saw his actions in the distance. Instead, Su Yue next to her frowned deeply, and Su Wan snorted coldly: "I really don't know what's wrong."

When Mo Jinyan saw the people of the Su family, his eyes suddenly became particularly cold. At this time, a burst of surprise voices suddenly came from the crowd: "Old leader! He is really the old leader!"

Su Ying was the previous leader of the Five Continents Dao Alliance. He has a very high seniority and has always been highly respected. Although he is in the Mahayana realm with Baimei Sanren, his prestige is far superior to Baimei. At this moment, many people ran over cheering and ran over, and there are many people who are now the head of a certain sect: "Senior Su, do you still remember me? Fifty years ago, you guided me some key points of practice!"

The crowd quickly became boiling. Su Ying's sudden arrival almost completely covered up the limelight of Xiao Chen and Mo Jinyan's decisive battle today. The sorrow on Zi Yun'er's face also dissipated at this moment, and she immediately smiled: "Great! This senior of the Su family is from the gang leader!"

Mo Jinyan's finger bones were pinching, and his face became more and more gloomy, as if layers of clouds were gathered. He suddenly shouted: "Enough! Today is the Five Mountains' Sword Contest! Why are you quarreling? Go to the foot of the mountain to make a noise!"

The crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at him. Su Ying also squinted her eyes and nodded: "The young man is terrifying."

Baimei Sanren coughed, and fell into the snow from mid-air, saying, "Since the head of the Su family is here, then today's competition should be officially started."

So everyone turned their gaze back to the two people on the platform. Huangfu Xiner stood under a tree in the distance and stared at this side. Xiaoyue, Zuo Qiuyang and others were all staring at the two people on the platform, and the three young men yesterday, all pinched their fingers tightly, and their eyes were still moving.

Xiao Chen calmed down and thought that since the Su family had come, he would definitely not let them look down on the Xiao family. Thinking about this, he said coldly: "Go to do it!" At the end of the speech, he suddenly turned into a sharp light and rushed towards Mo Jinyan. The Wuqi sword in his hand was already holding it in an instant. He swept the sword horizontally, and the sword shadow slashed towards Mo Jinyan like a stream of light.

Everyone was shocked below. They originally thought that Mo Jinyan should take the initiative, but they never expected that he would launch the attack first. Seeing that his sword was fierce, Mo Jinyan instantly sacrificed a black iron dull sword that looked much thicker than the ordinary sword. He saw that there was no sharp edge or blade on the sword, but it seemed that there was a constant flow of cold air that seemed to make the surrounding temperature even lower.

"Zheng!" The two swords collided, and a flash of lightning. Mo Jinyan suddenly felt his arm sinking. He never expected that the opponent's first sword would be so powerful that he did not leave any room for maneuver.

Before he could react, Xiao Chen's second sword had reached again, and this sword was even more like a rainbow, swallowing the mountains and rivers. He saw thousands of layers of snow suddenly stirring up in the plains. Among the ice chips, he heard a sudden "Zang!" with a loud bang, which was deafening, and the snow on the edge of the cliff kept rolling down.

Mo Jinyan was also shocked by this sword and retreated seven or eight feet away, with his eyes showing horror. This was completely different from what Mo Yu and Mo Wen said! It was not the same concept at all!

Xiao Chen sneered a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Since he had taken the initiative, it was even more impossible to give the other party any chance to counterattack. As he thought, his body rushed forward, and the long sword in his hand thrust and danced. In an instant, the wind sounded everywhere, and dozens of sword shadows suddenly appeared in the air. Each sword seemed to be empty and solid. In just this moment, Mo Jinyan was enveloped in it.

Since it was the Five Mountains to discuss swordsmanship, we naturally had to compare the sword technique first. Everyone below was dazzled and had never seen such a wonderful sword technique. Only when the sword started, snowflakes flew, and phoenix sounds came out. It was Ling Yin's own set of thirty-third Heavenly Bixiao sword technique, "Phoenix sounds in the bamboo".
Chapter completed!