On the back hill of the big shopping mall, two extraordinary figures were fighting to the climax.
Fragments of plum blossoms are scattered around the fields, as well as many rain flower stones scattered on the ground.
The poinsettia plum sword appears without a shadow, and the plum blossoms are swept by the wind, carrying away the surrounding soil and dead branches. The power of the move is unstoppable. The mysterious boy was also not to be outdone. His feet shook, and a dense rain of stones suddenly shot out from the ground. Each stone shone with the unique luster of rain flower stones, and they were all thrown away in the wind of plum blossoms.
In addition to being astonishing in appearance, the moves of the two men are also filled with abundant internal energy. The moves collided with each other, creating dense rumbling drum beats in mid-air.
The trees behind the mountain from the mountainside down have now been flattened, and the ground is a mess and potholes. During this period, the two have exchanged dozens of moves back and forth, but they are still evenly matched.
Poinsettia stood alone on a crooked tree branch with a sword, looking at the young man carefully, wondering what his background was.
"It's getting dark, and I'm probably ready to leave." Suddenly, the mysterious boy said as if talking to himself.
Poinsettia stroked her hair beside her ears, and the wind blew a delicate petal, which just flowed through his fingers.
He looked at the man indifferently and asked coldly: "What is your identity in Jiuche Xiaoying?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "Is it...a 'messenger' or something like that? I can't say for sure."
Poinsettia has faced off against bosses of Lao Aotou's level before, but the strength of the person in front of her is obviously far above that level. What kind of answer is "messenger"? Poinsettia had never heard of the title "Messenger" appearing in Jiuche Xiaoying before, so he was probably making it up.
"Your plan and strength are both admirable." Poinsettia said again.
Unexpectedly, the young man shook his head: "That's wrong. I'm not the planner of this operation. I just passed by and came to receive the goods. I just cooperated with them and didn't expect that I could actually be helped. An expert who takes action.”
Poinsettia frowned suddenly when she heard this, and immediately asked: "Then who planned this action?"
The young man looked at the poinsettia plums with interest but did not answer.
In the end, he shook his head: "It's getting late. To show respect, let's do one last big move."
Without waiting for Poinsettia to reply, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately mobilized his Yuan Gong, and the surrounding things and the ground suddenly trembled slightly!
Suddenly, the sand and dust covered the valley, the wind and smoke exploded, the valley seemed to be shaken by some force, the trees tilted and even were uprooted, and something seemed to be moving under the soil on the surface!
"Three thousand rain flowers dot Jiangchen. Go!"
At the command of "Go", thousands of raindrops and rocks suddenly flew out from the ground, covering the clouds and the sky, making it majestic and majestic.
When Poinsettia saw her opponent showing off her skills, she no longer hesitated. With full energy, she swung her sword in a circle in the air.
In an instant, a special stimulation of vitality arose. From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, new trees, old trees, dead trees and broken branches all bloomed in spring, and the drunken red plum blossoms filled the mountain with their youthful beauty!
Then the sword energy spread vertically and horizontally, and plum blossoms swirled into the sky with the majestic air waves. From a distance, they looked like a huge brocade spanning the mid-air.
"That's not to say too much. The snow is full and the plum blossoms are on the broken mountain."
Plum blossoms and rain flower stones, two extremely beautiful flowers, bloomed in mid-air on the back mountain at almost the same time.
The collision contained the full vitality of the two people, and the aftermath was enough to shatter rocks and trees in the mountains. The ground shook, followed by chaotic smoke and gravel all over the sky. Even the big man and the guards who were fighting fiercely in front of the big business hall felt this powerful intersection.
The branch Poinsettia was standing on was also broken, and he jumped to the ground.
The power of the aftermath made the mountain tremble continuously, and it still did not stop after a moment.
After a while, through the blinding yellow sand, he could see the man turning around to leave.
"It seems that you are still more powerful. I look forward to our next fight." On the other side of the sand, the young man suddenly said loudly.
Poinsettia didn't reply. In terms of moves, he is indeed slightly better. But based on this small gap, if both of them insist on fighting for their lives, the result of losing both sides may not change.
What he cares more about is winning or losing in this overall situation.
Obviously, from the current point of view, in this game with Chaoyun Street as a bargaining chip, our side has not been able to gain the upper hand. When it comes to strategizing, the smallest difference can make a huge difference. They underestimated Jiuche Xiaoying.
The sky has dimmed through the sand and dust, and the rocks have slowly stabilized from shaking, but the disaster in Chaoyun Street Port is not over yet.
Suddenly, the young man said again: "It seems that it's not just me who has to leave because of something. You should also go back. If the city gate catches fire, don't let Chiyu suffer."
Poinsettia heard what he meant and immediately looked back.
Suddenly, I saw frightening red tongues of flames billowing up from the other side of the street. It was particularly eye-catching on a cloudy evening!
Poinsettia frowned, it seemed like there was a fire in the street.
Looking back, there was no trace of that person. Poinsettia didn't care so much. After sheathing her sword, she immediately rushed to the street where the fire broke out.
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At the dock, Zui Chenxiang picked up the hidden weapons from the ground.
That was the lone wolf's last attack on him, but he lost his aim and all fell to the ground.
"A lone wolf? I remember it."
Zui Chenxiang looked at the thin man lying on the ground silently, recalling in his mind the words he said before his last breath, "I, the lone wolf, deserved to die today." After watching for a while, he leaned down with some pity and raised his hands to cover his eyes that were not closed.
When he turned around, the flames that shot into the sky at an unknown moment illuminated his face red. He was suddenly startled and his face suddenly changed color.
Throwing down the hidden weapon, Zui Chenxiang immediately flew over there to support him.
Fu Yunge and Ju Lao, who were getting farther and farther away from the fire in the street, still did not get rid of the killing force that was following them.
Seeing that the sky was already covered in darkness, Fu Yunge used all his strength to row as hard as he could, and the water flowing past made an urgent sound.
Some distance away from them were the big men who were catching up. Their boats were not rowing fast because they were carrying so many people, but the seven or eight boats full of big men were still full of threats and intimidation.
The river was carrying boats along the current, and the surging river current was carrying the fishy smell rising from the bottom of the river. Fu Yunge knew clearly that if they were caught up, the smell of blood would probably permeate the river at this moment.
But he didn't dare to think too much. He concentrated on his hands and rowed with all his strength.
He was still thinking about the whereabouts of Poinsettia just now. After all, the lack of people guarding the pier at the auxiliary dock meant that Poinsettia had encountered other situations. So what would happen? ...But he no longer thinks about it now, because a single distraction may cause the ship to be overtaken, and the consequences of being overtaken will be disastrous.
The boat rowed across the sandbars, which meant that they were finally reaching Pazhuang. Ju Lao and Fu Yunge were both in high spirits. Once they arrived at Pazhuang, the urgent situation should be alleviated.
His arms were sore and even numb from rocking the oar. Fu Yunge finally could vaguely see the outline of the pier hanging on the shore in front of him.
Ju Lao also quickly stood up, and as soon as the boat docked, the two of them immediately abandoned the boat and ran away.
The big man in the back yelled and cursed loudly. As the river current became faster, the distance between them and Fu Yunge's boat gradually narrowed, so they had to get up.
After seeing clearly that they were about to dock, a group of big men also docked their boats by the river, ready to disembark and pursue them.
"Let's go!" Fu Yunge saw that the bow of the boat was far enough away from the shore. He dropped the pole and immediately grabbed Ju Lao's wrist. With a lucky jump, he jumped smoothly onto the wooden board near the shore.
Without waiting for time to catch their breath, the two of them hurriedly ran back to Pima Village.
