Deep in the cloud platform, a group of Taoists were drinking.

It's autumn, and the mountain breeze is bleak.

In the mist, there are dead leaves dancing in the wind.

Le Duc holds a magic sword and stands on a high platform.

This isolated platform hangs above the mountains, and as far as the eye can see are cliffs thousands of feet high.

If a mortal creature without courage stood on it, it would naturally be trembling with fear.

It seemed as if one careless move would cause him to fall to pieces.

Standing opposite Li Du was a woman with a cold face.

That is a close disciple of a real friend.

I heard that it has a huge reputation over there in Xizhou.

That's...

Elite template?

Some subtle thoughts emerged in Li Du's mind.

Then I suppressed this rude thought.

Recently, there have been too many online player forums...

Li Du didn't know each other, but he recognized the sharp sword energy on the other side.

Sword cultivator...

This time-honored battle is passed down to the top extraordinary.

Li Du's heart skipped a beat. He had no experience fighting swordsmen.

But I have long heard that the ultimate sword cultivator is terrifying.

I just don’t know how accomplished the other person is in sword cultivation.

Although this is a gambling battle, it is ultimately a game played by real people.

Therefore, both of them use their own natal magical weapons.

Instead, he uses his disciple’s standard practice sword.

As for spells, the related power is also restricted.

"Wei Ying, a disciple of Zhenren Yude, hopes that senior brother will not hesitate to teach me."

Le Duc returned the gift.

Then, the mist was torn away instantly.

There is a light that is sharp and piercing, like a rainbow, coming through the air!

…………

…………

"Click..."

Yi Xia sat on the stage, which was on the many small platforms surrounding the cloud platform.

They are scattered around the cloud platform like stars over the moon.

The area where Yi Xia is located is a declination near the southeast.

These cloud platforms, large and small, are all suspended in the sky.

There are one or two small tables and three or two small seats on each top.

Yi Xia felt that they were too delicate to be used, and they were a little in the way of her buttocks, so she sat cross-legged on the ground.

I helped myself to the fruits and other things on the table and looked at them while eating.

Zhong Chan next to him glanced at him curiously, but sat in his seat obediently.

This time, three of the Sifang Masters are here.

Even though it was a private gathering, it was an important event in the same place.

Make sure you don't provoke the mountain god, who will only spy on you secretly.

If a joke were made, it would probably spread to all sentient beings in the three realms very quickly.

The creatures of the underworld are particularly outstanding at brewing such bad news.

While Yi Xia was eating the melon, the battle below had already entered a fierce stage.

From time to time, you can see the light of the sword flying, carving out ferocious marks on the cloud platform.

Le Duk, on the other hand, either escaped or blocked, and from time to time returned lightning strikes and used magic to cover them.

He didn't show off his swordsmanship in front of the other party.

For someone who is so expert in swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is really not enough.

Taking it out is just to show the other party a weakness.

Yi Xia couldn't tell the difference between the two of them.

He is not very good at this aspect.

What's more, there are many variables in the battle between monks.

Yi Xia is better at simple and rough things.

Sword repair?

Yi Xia looked at the sword light flying in the air below.

I saw the clouds and mist being divided and chopped into pieces between the rainbow lights.

Invisibly, countless violent and fine air currents are stirring and washing away.

If Li Du is not careful, he may be injured.

This can be considered one of Yi Xia's dreams at a certain stage.

For life under the Eastern lineage civilization.

It is hard to say that he has never had the dream of being banished to an immortal while wearing white clothes and plain snow, wielding a sword and cutting through the sky.

However, after all, it is just a standard magic sword, so it doesn't look too powerful.

I just don’t know what the opponent’s appearance looks like when he wields his natal magic sword.

In this regard, Yi Xia is a layman and can only watch the excitement.

"Brother Yi Dao, look at my senior brother's chances of winning."

Just when Yi Xia was eating melon in silence, Zhong Chan next to her suddenly asked in a low voice.

Yi Xia didn't hesitate and shook her head directly:

"I'm not good at this, so I can't see anything."

"What's more, when it comes to fighting, the outcome can only be known after the fight."

This is Yi Xia's true thoughts.

The multiverse is vast and endless, and all kinds of powerful means emerge in endlessly.

Even those powerful spellcasters who are revered as "Masters" can hardly guarantee that they understand all the mysteries of the transcendent beings in the multiverse.

It can only be said that by analogy, after reaching the limit in a certain field.

Even if it is a completely unfamiliar ability, you can quickly understand it and find a solution.

As for swordsmanship, Yi Xia has never been exposed to a similar extraordinary system.

Naturally, we can’t even talk about understanding.

What's more, this kind of gambling battle is different from a life and death fight.

Yi Xia is even less good at it.

Until now, he has rarely had such an experience.

Zhong Chan frowned when she heard this. She didn't think Yi Xia would fool her.

Although my senior brother is lazy.

But the friends he can bring back from foreign lands will naturally not be full of lies.

Although she thinks Yi Xia is quite strange.

You can eat peach pits without vomiting, and it’s really not normal...

Anyway, Zhong Chan always felt that Yi Xia looked a little unreal.

Not exactly, it looks like a loach hole by the river.
To be continued...