"Sorry, teacher, we are embarrassing you. Apart from the four Supreme Elders, none of us can win!"

After the showdown of the peerless masters the next day, the peerless masters in the Jianghu Alliance gathered in Niu Xiaoniu's tent, all of them lowered their heads, looking in a state of dismay.

"Don't say that, I see your efforts. You are very good at using martial arts, but because you have not been able to break through for a long time, it seems to be a little insufficient. This is not your responsibility." Niu Xiaoniu shook his head and said, looking at everyone.

"But......"

"No, but, didn't I say yesterday? You should keep a useful body to manage the future world, instead of fighting hard on the ring. All the next ones will be left to me!" Niu Xiaoniu interrupted the old man who wanted to speak and said.

"Yes, teacher!"

"Well, you all go and have a good rest first. Thank you for your hard work in today's duel," Niu Xiaoniu looked at everyone and said, "But you should pay more attention tomorrow. Through my observations over the past two days, I found that the Lord of the Yuqing Palace, Chun Yang, is obviously not a simple person. Something may happen after the competition. You should send a signal quickly!"

"I understand, teacher, but what exactly does this old Taoist Chunyang want to do?"

"I don't know what to do, but I think that the old Taoist Chunyang's eyes are not right, so there is probably no good thing. In short, it's nothing big mistake to be careful. More importantly, this time, the old Taoist Chunyang would agree to this competition. This is something beyond my expectations. After all, everyone knows that the old Taoist Chunyang and the Yuqing Palace are the Taoist sects that oppress our people in the world most hate, so we have to be careful." Niu Xiaoniu sighed.

"That's right, the teacher we will definitely pay attention to, so let's leave first and don't disturb the teacher, you can adjust your breath!"

Afterwards, the mermaids came out one after another and left Niu Xiaoniu's tent. After all, Niu Xiaoniu had to confront four powerful men on the ninth level of the grandmaster the next day, and he had to adjust his breathing before the showdown.

On the third day, it was also the last day of the battle between the Taoist sect and the Jianghu Alliance. The last duel was the duel between the few people standing at the peak of this world, and the duel between the nine-level strong men of the Grandmaster.

"In the previous two duels, we each won one victory, so the final victory will be placed on this last game. The third duel is a showdown of the Ninth-level Grandmaster. Please show up on both sides!"

After the people came, Qingxuzi looked at Niu Xiaoniu and said, and after Qingxuzi finished speaking, four old men with white hair and hair stepped out. They looked about the same age as Qingxuzi, and they were all over 90 years old. Although they had already broken through to the ninth level of the Grand Master, they could not resist the erosion of time. However, they were not yet at the time of regression in their skills.

Niu Xiaoniu saw the four old men and felt the powerful aura emitted by the four old men. He took a deep breath and said, "Master Qingxuzi, I have something to say."

"Please tell me!" Qingxuzi thought Niu Xiaoniu was planning to surrender. After all, if he wanted to come to the Jianghu Alliance, there were only two powerful men at the ninth level of the Grandmaster. After all, there were two powerful men at the ninth level of the Grandmaster in the Shangqing Palace. If you can destroy the Shangqing Palace, there must be two powerful men at the ninth level of the Grandmaster in the Jianghu Alliance, but how could the two win this third competition?

"Master Qingxuzi, I won't hide it from you, but it's meaningless to hide it at this time. There is only one great master in the ninth level of the great master in our Jianghu Alliance." Niu Xiaoniu said to Qingxuzi.

"Oh? Do you mean you want to surrender?" Qingxuzi asked at Niu Xiaoniu.

"No, it's not the case. I just want to say that since we only have a ninth-level strongman in our side, I guess I'm going to say that now we and your Taoist sect are dispatching a ninth-level strongman in battle, and then the success or failure of the two people will determine the success or failure of this matter, you won't agree, right?"

Hearing Niu Xiaoniu's words, Qingxuzi and others of the Taoist sect immediately refused to comment, but the expression was clearly not allowed. Niu Xiaoniu didn't care when he saw their expressions, but just smiled and said, "I also know that this is a bit difficult, so I have a suggestion here, because we only have a ninth-level strongman on our side, so after each duel, can we have half an hour of recovery time? After all, if we fight one after another, I believe no one can stand it. What does Taoist priest Qingxuzi think?"

Qingxuzi thought for a while and said, "Okay, this condition is not too much. Every battle will restore your people to half an hour, but the number of games is still the same. The nine-level strong men of the Jianghu Alliance in succession fight against our four nine-level strong men of the Jiu-level strong men. If you win three games, you will win, and vice versa."

"Okay, there's no problem with this," Niu Xiaoniu smiled, then took out his weapon from his body, jumped to the arena and said loudly: "Below is the ninth floor of the only Grandmaster in the Jianghu Alliance. Please give me advice!"

When they heard Niu Xiaoniu's words, the four old men with white hair and hair suddenly widened their eyes. They never thought that Niu Xiaoniu was so young, he was already a powerful man on the ninth level of the Grand Master. He was in the same realm as those of them, who were almost buried.

Feeling the momentum emitted by Niu Xiaoniu on the ring, they were silent. Niu Xiaoniu was not a lie at all. He was indeed a strong man at the ninth level of the Grand Master. They would never make mistakes with this kind of aura.

"Okay, I didn't expect that you would be a genius who is so young but has reached the peak of martial arts. Let me come to meet you!" Niu Xiaoniu didn't wait long, and an old man walked onto the ring with his sword in his arms.

"The Slanting Wind and Drizzle Sword, the two great masters of the Yuqing Palace, became famous decades ago. It was an honor for me to be able to fight with my predecessors, please!"

"The painted building flies to the south of the clouds, and the pearl curtains roll up the rain in the west!!"

As a powerful man at the ninth level of the Grand Master, since Niu Xiaoniu asked him to take the move first, the Snow Drizzle Sword would not be pretentious. He raised his hand and danced the sword in his hand while reciting a poem. With the end of the poem, countless sword lights appeared in front of him, just like continuous drizzle.

"Good come, stir up the storm!!"
Chapter completed!