Walk a little further and come to a tunnel.
Suddenly, a chill blew from the east, sweeping like a typhoon, mixed with the fishy smell of the sea, and blew away the large white fog.
An old man stood on the top of the mountain.
He only has one hand, and in his hand is a samurai sword. The famous swordsman of Sakura Kunizen's two-sword style, Yamamoto Xingxiong, is said to have practiced the seven-sword style after reaching the seven-sword style. He found it difficult to make any further progress, so he cut off his arm. Abandon what you have practiced all your life and understand the way of the sword again.
This is a man who has been pursuing stronger his whole life.
Sun Zhengwen became serious. The opponent was a top grandmaster, and he was the only one present who could take action.
"The Baqi organization belongs to the Righteous Alliance. Yamamoto, what do you mean?"
he asked in a deep voice.
The old man on the top of the mountain held a sword with one arm and nodded seriously: "Sun Sang, I have defected from Baqi a long time ago. All my actions have nothing to do with my country. I am only pursuing to become stronger."
"I am very interested in Wei Sang's evil corpse. His breakthrough will definitely lead to death. It is better to commit suicide as soon as possible like a warrior. After I get the evil corpse, I will promise not to take action against Yin Cao within half a year!"
Sun Zhengwen frowned, his energy getting stronger and stronger.
At this moment, a loud roar came from the distance.
"Yamamoto! I am your ancestor!"
"Director Sun, please continue moving forward. King Taishan has arrived at the east coast. Go ahead and do it. Leave this disabled person to me!"
A strong figure came through the air, and the water all over his body was atomizing. His attire was very distinctive, with coarse linen clothes, no shoes, a hat, and a large harpoon in his hand.
Some figures in the thick fog were instantly recognizable.
This is the leader of the new sect of the partial sect, and he is also the son of King Taishan.
His arrival means that King Taishan has taken action. He is probably fighting a fierce battle with the king on the coast of the East China Sea. It is no wonder that the wind mixed with the fishy smell of the sea blew over before.
Given the terrain of Jiangbei, only the aftermath of a king-level battle could achieve this.
"Kyushu is really angry now!"
"Are we going to continue picking up leaks? If we provoke Yama to take action later, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive?"
"You're so scared! There are quite a few kings coming from the Dark Alliance. Kyushu also needs to be prepared for the Taishan Incident and prevent the young demon from taking the opportunity to claim the title of king. Not many people will come."
"Just wait, let them go fight and fight, and we'll pick up the slack later!"
"..."
Mysterious figures are invisible in the thick fog, watching the battle from a distance. They have different identities, including masters of casual cultivators and members of the dark alliance.
There are also some who wear masks to hide their identities, which is even more intriguing.
Perhaps it is the Righteous Alliance from some other countries, or even the masters of Kyushu, who are unwilling to take sides in this battle and just want to pick up the slack.
Uncle Wei is still moving forward.
He is a half-king, and the movement when he breaks through is too terrifying. He must stay as far away from Jiangbei as possible to avoid bringing disaster to the city.
Go through the tunnel.
Another powerful aura appeared. It was an old man with death spots all over his face. He stood calmly on the road. When he saw the group of people arriving, he raised a hand expressionlessly.
Jiang Chen's pupils shrank and his breathing became heavier.
He has seen each other.
He even killed one of its clones.
Knock on the door old man!
The evil spirit that attacked Xunhe City that day.
Its former majesty is still fresh in the memory of many people.
This time, Sun Zhengwen no longer hesitated at all, took a step forward, and faced him.
He didn't say any polite words, just shouted in a deep voice.
"The evil spirits must be punished together!"
With a flash of his body, the air was distorted for a moment, and the old man who knocked on the door was knocked into a high mountain a thousand meters away.
Chu Hanyue took a deep breath and clenched her fists, inevitably feeling a little nervous.
Now, there are only three people left in the team.
Mr. Wei, her, and that annoying boy.
If another grand master or evil spirit blocks the way, it will be her turn, but she has only entered the grand master level not long ago, and has never even experienced a battle of this level.
Naturally, my heart was filled with uneasiness.
"Today, I may die here. Boy, did you really mean it when you said you wanted to hold four gold bricks?"
Chu Hanyue suddenly asked.
Jiang Chen turned his head and was a little dazed.
"Don't think too much. I have never lived like a normal person in my life. Before I was 16, I stayed in the ward. After I turned 16, I became an undercover agent."
"I just want to know what it feels like for the man and woman you say you like."
Chu Hanyue looked up at her beautiful face and said, with an imperceptible blush on her face.
"I don't quite understand. The love between men and women may be just-"
Jiang Chen tried hard to search in his mind and seemed to get some answers: "On the bed at midnight, there is a cold body that can comfort you. On the stairs in the early morning, she keeps looking at you."
"The silent waiting in the abandoned old building, the unswerving waiting in the ancient well in the deserted village until death."
"A heart-warming late-night takeout meal, a corpse number plate to express love, and a massage to relieve fatigue..."
While walking with the coffin on his back, Uncle Wei, who was in an extreme state, could not help but twitch his face when he heard these words, and almost doubled over.
Your boy knows love!
Chu Hanyue was confused and nodded thoughtfully.
"Maybe I understand."
"Let's go. Our branch's Grand Masters have been exhausted. If Class A comes again, no one will be able to protect you."
"A-level coming?" Jiang Chen said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I will take action when the time comes."
Chu Hanyue was stunned and was about to say something.
Suddenly there was a rustling sound around her. She turned around and saw that the appearance of the surrounding vegetation had changed drastically.
Countless blood-red roots spread out from the big tree, twisting and turning as if alive. Blood vessels grew on the leaves of ordinary weeds, and red liquid flowed inside.
The white mist turned into bright red.
The whole world turned into blood.
A terrifying aura locked onto the three of them, and Chu Hanyue's scalp was about to explode. Judging from the aura, the opponent was at least a high-ranking grand master, and she was no match for her!
"Baby, don't be afraid."
Uncle Wei spoke, his voice revealing the exhaustion that could not be concealed. He looked at a certain location with lightning eyes, and stretched out a hand with difficulty.
He bluffed his fingers and pushed forward slightly.
"boom"
There was a terrifying loud noise, and a bloody figure exploded out of the thick fog, breaking into several pieces. A large amount of red liquid flowed, dyeing half a mile of the ground red.
Chu Hanyue seized the opportunity, took one step forward, and fought with him with a biting chill all over her body.
Even though the high-ranking Grand Master was seriously injured, she was still capable of fighting.
So far.
There were only two people left in the entire Yin Cao team.
Uncle Wei stopped moving forward and put the coffin down on the spot with a "bang" sound. He turned to look at Jiang Chen, his cloudy eyes filled with confusion.
"You kid... I can't see through you more and more."
"I thought you would be scared after seeing the Grand Master's battle because you were just a newborn, relying on some trump cards to get involved rashly."
"I didn't expect you to be unafraid of death."
Jiang Chen glanced at him and said, as usual, politely: "Old man, stop yelling and look at the coffin. The hands of your corpse are stretched out, why don't you press it down quickly."
"How about you fasten the lid of the coffin and I'll give it two hammers?"
