Chapter 543: Tarzan

Below Mount Tai, there are already a line of troops blocking all paths, and a line of military uniforms like dragons, blocking all access paths in Mount Tai.

For this reason, the military dispatched as many as one military area to block Mount Tai.

And on Mount Tai, there was already a wave of people surging, most of these people were martial artists, and even aristocratic families, and even the powerhouses in the world are only here.

Every existence in China is a distinguished generation, but now, such an existence is like a Jiang Zhiqing on Mount Tai.

In the corner of Mount Tai, Jun Wushuang was wrapped in mink clothes and sat quietly on a chair.

On the side, Elder Le was full of dignity, watching the sky gradually ending.

"Wushuang, otherwise you should avoid the wind, you are so weak, in case you get caught in the wind..." Elder Le persuaded, looking at Jun Wushuang's fragile body, it is inevitable to worry.

"It's okay, after being treated by Qingdi, I'm already in a physique far better than before!" Jun Wushuang said softly. She looked down at the mountain, looking at the beautiful mountain scenery, shrouded in the rays of the setting sun, like a glorious peerless scene.

"This is Mount Tai?" Jun Wushuang had a trace of obsession in her eyes. She was frail since she was a child, and she had never come to such a towering place as Mount Tai, facing the gale, bathing in the sunset, overlooking the scenery below the mountain.

If it weren't for Qin Xuan, I'm afraid she would still be hard to get out of Jun's house.

Elder Le couldn't help sighing slightly. Not far away, Liu Jinyu also stood with his sword.

On this Mount Tai, he knew how small people were, his eyes moved slightly, looking at the beautiful scenery around him, cold and proud like him, but he couldn't help but feel a little more awe in his heart.

Mo Family, Mo Zhengfeng stood, Mo Qinglian stood quietly behind him.

"I have climbed Mount Tai many times in the past, but I have never felt the way I am today!" Mo Zhengfeng sighed leisurely, "The battle of the earth and immortals is like a legend, but I never thought that I can actually see it in my lifetime."

Mo Qinglian's beautiful eyes were like autumn waves flowing, she looked down the mountain, looking for the figure in her heart.

The Southwest family, the Hong Kong family, and the five major families in Kyoto, including the Qin family, all appeared on Mount Tai.

They stood on the mountain, but looked towards the top of the mountain, as if the land on the top of the mountain was a forbidden place, even they did not dare to set foot at this moment.

"I don't know when Senior Wang Xian'er and Qing Emperor will come!" A silver frost-covered, twilight old man slowly said, this is a hidden congenital great master, but now appears on this Mount Tai.

"When you meet in Shangyuan, the night will naturally appear, greet the bright moon in the sky, and step on the top of Mount Tai. This is the artistic conception of the battle between the earth and the immortals. Senior Wang has chosen a good place, a good time." There is also a Xiantian. The old man sighed aside.

"Yes, even if it is an ordinary earth immortal, it is not qualified to allow the military to seal the mountain so that the world powers of China can wait and see. Only these two people deserve it!" Some people were shocked and sighed at the top of Mount Tai. "One person once rushed to Shennong Demu, once entered Kunlun for treasures, and one was famous in China. If there is nothing to kill the Chen Family Patriarch, who has the limelight overwhelming these two people in the world?"

These words drew a crowd of strong people nodded in agreement.

Both of them are China's top powerhouses, and only the battle between these two can be in Mount Tai.

While everyone was waiting, the night finally settled, and the bright moon rose. This year, the first month of the year was full, farther than before. Standing on the top of Mount Tai, looking forward to the bright moon that day, it was within reach.

This spectacle shocked everyone's hearts.

Suddenly, an old man glanced over a figure who was climbing.

How sharp is his eyes? The old man climbed slowly, thousands of meters apart, like an ant, but he saw it at a glance.

"coming!"

When the old man saw this figure, he couldn't help but lose his voice.

In an instant, everyone was attracted by this person's voice, and they saw the figure slowly climbing.

An old man in a robe with crane hair, a seven-colored beetle on his shoulders, his hands behind him, his spine slightly rickets, like a rotten old man, is slowly climbing the mountain step by step.

He was never half unusual, just walking on this mountain path, walking the white stone stairs, and quietly going up the mountain.

When everyone saw this figure, their faces were full of shock, and they were silent. In their eyes, there was the gray figure.

The old man walked step by step, walking for half an hour before he reached the top of Mount Tai.

He never looked at anyone, but stood quietly on the top of the mountain, raising his head and glanced at the bright moon that day.

"Qingdi...Where is it?" The old man slowly spoke, his voice swelling, but it spread all over the Taishan Mountain, and it still persisted even at the foot of the mountain.

At the moment the old man made his voice, everyone finally turned pale, and there was a name in their minds.

Wang Xian'er!

On the mountain, on the top of another mountain, there was a young man lying on a tree snoring with a model portrait on his face, but when he heard the sound, his body was shaken, the magazine on his face fell off, and his face was covered. He stood up blankly, and finally looked at the Cang Mai figure on the top of the mountain, his complexion changed slightly.

"Is he Wang Xian'er?" Qian Fugui was surprised, and then he muttered a little: "It's just an old man, he doesn't have the vigor of his grandfather!"

And beside him, there was a cynical voice, "The inheritance of wealth, this generation is so unbearable!"

Qian Fugui turned his head and looked around, only to see a person standing proudly on the top of a canopy not far away, stepping on the tiny branches and leaves, the green leaves never sink, as if the person on the leaf never existed.

Qian Fugui was taken aback, and he looked at the young man carefully, watching the perfect imposing, with a small sword hanging on his waist, dressed in white clothes like an immortal, and suddenly smiled, "Kunlun's little fairy? Interesting!"

He wasn't angry, just glanced at the young man lightly, and didn't care.

The young man glanced coldly, then withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the old man, and there was war in his eyes. Wang Xian'er, I don't know whether you and my Kunlun Dao Fa, and my sword art, are stronger and weaker!

It's a pity that the protagonist today is not him, and Kunlun even gave a secret order not to allow him to act rashly.

Behind Kunlun Xiaoxianzun, Ji Yaoyue sneered even more. He also glanced at Qian Fugui lightly, "Wealth is not as good as one line, I think after Nuogan years, there is only kingship left in the world!"

Qian Fugui is still not annoyed, but with a hint of teasing smile: "You Kunlun is really angry at the mountains and rivers, pointing the world, I don't know, I thought that the Kunlun seal in my hand was taken back by you Kunlun!"

A small enveloping seal appeared in his hand, and the surrounding airflow was white. Suddenly, Kunlun Xiaoxianzun and Ji Yaoyue both had their complexions slightly changed, their eyes were murderous, and the green wood under their feet actually formed a layer of frost, which was very promising. The spread of wealth.

However, Qian Fugui didn't care about it. The small seal in his hand circulated slightly, forming an enchantment by itself, and the coldness was actually difficult to make progress outside the enchantment.

Kunlun Xiaoxianzun withdrew the coldness in his eyes, but quietly looked at Wang Xian'er on the top of the mountain, "It will be taken back, it is only a matter of time!"

Qian Fugui's mouth curled up with a charming smile, "I'm waiting!"

But at this moment, Wang Xian'er's words filled Taishan, but there was no sound in response. In a moment, Wang Xian'er frowned and stopped speaking.

The surrounding powerhouses were also startled, and the expressions of many powerhouses changed slightly.

Some people even whispered: "Then Qingdi knew he was invincible, so he didn't dare to come?"