Seeing that those spirit steps had no intention of taking action, Boss Wu and the others heaved a long sigh of relief.
Since they are willing to calm down and wait for Yiran to wake up and then ask about the reason, then the matter has not reached the worst point yet, and maybe there is still a chance to reverse it.
Wu Lao San and Wu Lao Si were praying in their hearts, "Yi Ran, wake up quickly!"
Wu Laoer was also worried, but he didn't know how to change the situation.
They had seen the Blue Bird, but not Xiaobai. If they approached it rashly, they would be afraid that things would backfire.
Some of the spirits were waiting for Yiran to wake up, but some had evil intentions.
Especially when he saw Boss Wu and his group of civilian monks, his expression became even more ugly.
Not to mention the presence of spiritual-level monsters, in the past, even if they encountered sixth-level monsters, they would hide as far away as they could.
There can only be one reason why there are such abnormal people today.
Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly became solemn.
There was no strange expression on his face, but there was an unparalleled inner energy brewing in his body.
When the other spirits became calm because there was no need to fight, no one thought that he would suddenly take action at this time.
In the flash of light and stone, on the spear in his hand, sharp energy suddenly appeared.
"Chasing the clouds!"
Scattered cloud patterns condensed on his side, and the light on the spear was like a dragon protruding from the sea of clouds, breaking through the clouds and stabbing Yiran above Xiao Bai's head.
"Nangong Xuyun, what are you doing?"
"Suyun, you..."
Questioning shouts came and went, but they couldn't stop Nangong Suyun's spear.
Xiaobai's pupils narrowed hard because he felt the invincible power of this spear.
Even though it had an impenetrable defense, it felt insignificant under this offensive.
There are only two kings in Nanshan City, and they almost never show up. Even if a spiritual-level monster appears in the city, they will not take action easily.
Under the two of them, Nangong Xuyun was the number one person in Nanshan City, possessing the cultivation level at the peak of the late martial arts.
In Nanshan City, where the king does not show his face, he almost always speaks the truth.
The decisions of the Nangong family often represent the voice of the upper echelons of the entire Nanshan City, because one of the two kings has the surname Nangong!
So Nangong Suyun took action. Although the others were surprised and surprised, in the end they had no intention of stopping him.
If the young man died under this shot, it can only be said that his fate was bad and he provoked an enemy that he shouldn't have provoked.
If that young man is not dead, it is none of their business. We will just choose to sit on the sidelines anyway.
Instead of messing with a local snake like the Nangong family for a guy who doesn't know his origins or depth.
Almost instantly, the light passed over everyone and reached Xiao Bai's head.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
Xiaobai roared and instantly regained his body of a hundred feet, and the lightning on his horn flashed dazzlingly.
"Despicable villain, how dare you sneak attack!"
As Xiao Bai roared, the lightning on the horn instantly bloomed, turning into a thunder dragon that roared towards Gun Gang.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The gun gang and the thunder dragon roared and bombarded each other, and the powerful energy fluctuations dispersed in an instant.
Many of the houses that had not collapsed in the first place began to collapse in an instant.
There is almost no intact house to be found in the entire northeastern corner of Nanshan City.
Even on the city wall not far away, countless huge stones were knocked down.
When Nangong Suyun saw that he had failed to achieve any success with his shot, he snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said fiercely:
"This little monster, after being so arrogant in our Nanshan City, still dares to speak so brazenly!"
"If I kill you, a giant python in the early stage of spiritual level, does my spirit still need to make a sneak attack?"
"Die to me!"
As Nangong Suyun roared, the spear's aura flourished.
The bright light turned into a wave, roaring past again with an unparalleled chill, superimposed on the first offensive "Chasing Cloud".
"boom!"
After an explosive roar, the thunder dragon shattered directly and turned into countless lightning arcs jumping towards the distance.
But that spear shot towards Xiao Bai with even more terrifying power.
"not good!"
A spiritual person was suddenly frightened, not because Xiaobai might fall under this spear, but because many of those lightning arcs were heading towards the city.
The energy fluctuations only caused some houses to collapse. If these lightning arcs were allowed to shoot out, many civilians and low-level monks could be killed at random.
Even they themselves are under a lot of pressure under the lightning arc.
"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...
After wrapping the spreading lightning arc into a circle, he began to gather his internal energy and magic power to clear the jumping lightning arc.
Fighting in the city is the most difficult thing to do.
A slightly louder movement would require more manpower to eliminate the remaining power of the battle.
Although all the spirits dispersed to clean up the lightning arc, their eyes were always on the spear.
After Qiangang pierced the thunder dragon, he rushed towards Xiaobai with overwhelming force.
Everyone sighed when they saw Xiaobai being injured even if he didn't die under this shot.
Boss Wu and the others below clenched their fists, eager to rush forward and die for Bai Mang and Yi Ran.
Just when an invisible and ferocious smile appeared on the corners of Nangong Suyun's lips, the figure on the white python suddenly stretched.
In full view of everyone, the figure ignored the spear that was about to fall on him, but said something that no one could understand:
"Even if justice does not exist in the world, it still exists in one's own heart. When you are in doubt, just ask your heart!"
It was clear that he was about to be hit by a gun, but he was still "pretending" to say some strange words.
"Everything can be traced back to its source, and everyone's worries can be solved at the source. Justice is now available!"
"You get what you pay for, and anyone who doesn't accept this is wrong."
"Those who are being bullied use the situation to oppress others. It is wrong to bully others. It is also wrong to use the situation to oppress others."
"Those who try to harm others in order to establish their own order are making a big mistake!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure's eyes suddenly erupted with light that was more than ten feet long, and then sword energy shot up into the sky, and the sword intent swept out and swept everything.
At the critical moment, when Qiangang was less than five feet away from the giant python and the figure, the young figure finally looked at Qiangang.
Then there was a roar:
"Justice lies in the heart of the people. I have a sword to give justice to the people of the world!"
The peak sword energy and sword intention merge together to form a sword that connects heaven and earth, standing in the human world.
The sky turned dark instantly, thunder flashed among the dark clouds, and fierce winds roared between heaven and earth.
This sword did not bring about any vision, but directly caused the world to change color.
Heaven level!
"Justice" is still the "justice" of the sword, but when Yiran's vision becomes higher and he truly cares about the people of the world, "justice" is no longer the "justice" it used to be.
Not only the world but also the faces of everyone changed color due to this sword.
Boss Wu and the others looked at the suddenly changed color of the world in confusion, thinking that the world was mourning the dying Yiran and wanted to cry for him.
But those old spiritual beings know that on top of the earth-level martial arts that possess visions, there are also heaven-level martial arts that can trigger changes in the world!
Almost all families have some collections of earth-level martial arts, but heaven-level martial arts are rarely seen in the world.
At least no one present has ever seen it, and the family members of those present have never collected it. They have only heard about it.
Who had the ugliest expression on his face was, of course, Nangong Xuyun who initiated the fight.
In order to hide his password and kill the small early spiritual level monsters, he could ignore everyone and launch an attack directly.
But when he saw that young man actually displaying heaven-level martial arts, he had to consider this person's background.
What made it even more difficult for him to get off was that he had never seen heaven-level martial arts, and he didn't know whether he could block this attack.
Nangong Suyun, who had a solemn look on his face, no longer controlled the "Chasing the Clouds" style, and stabbed again and again with the spear in his hand.
When the gun was put away, a strange phenomenon quietly appeared, and countless clouds and mist floated up.
When Nangong Suyun thrust out his spear, the illusory clouds and mist exploded instantly.
This stab is called "Destroy the Cloud"!
Nangong Suyun shouted loudly, gathered all his strength, and poured all his inner energy into the spear.
Since you don't know how strong the opponent's offensive is, you can only retaliate with your best shot.
"Rumble..."
The world began to shake. As the sword gang fell, the first spear gang was immediately annihilated. It could not even block the spear gang for a moment.
"Rumble..." In the blink of an eye, the second shock followed.
At this moment, all the spirits changed their expressions, and mobilized all their inner energy and magic power to suppress the terrifying energy fluctuations that spread out.
Where the spear gang and the sword gang intersect, countless spatial ripples rise and fall, and faint black cracks can be seen.
The spear is sharp and the sword is even more powerful.
After a while, the spear gang finally showed its decline and began to crumble under the sword gang.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
Just like a real thing exploding, the gun gang exploded into pieces and dissipated piece by piece.
But Jian Gang fell directly towards Nangong Suyun in the distance.
The sword gang flashed by and disappeared instantly, leaving only the roaring sound that resounded throughout the world.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The dark clouds dispersed, the thunder disappeared, and the world returned to clarity after one sword strike.
The remaining power of this sword directly knocked Boss Wu and his group of civilian monks away far away, but they were all extremely excited.
Because Yiran won, not only did Yiran not die, he also killed the strongest person below the king level of Nanshan City with one sword.
Just when they wanted to call Yiran, they found that Yiran's face was still solemn, as if the battle was not over.
As the dust splashed by the sword fell, Nangong Suyun's figure was revealed.
Unscathed!
He was just panting violently, and his horrified eyes showed the fear in his heart, as well as the endless pressure that the sword just brought to him.
But in front of Nangong Suyun, an old man with white hair and white clothes appeared out of nowhere.
His clothes were very similar to Yiran's, but his aura was very different.
If Yiran's aura was gentle and harmless, then the old man's aura was like a sharp blade, giving people a sense of oppression and stinging at any time.
The old man raised his right arm and looked at Yiran coldly and ruthlessly with murderous intent in his eyes.
It was obvious that the sword strike just now was blocked by the old man with one arm in an understatement.
"Senior Nangong Pocheng!"
"Junior, please send your regards to Senior Nangong Pocheng!"
"..."
After seeing the old man's figure, all the spirits bent down and saluted him.
One of the two kings of Nanshan City, Nangong Pocheng!
At the last moment, he finally showed up to save his junior.
"Legendary heaven-level martial arts, it's true that a hero comes from a young boy!"
Nangong Pocheng looked at Yiran expressionlessly, and spoke words of praise without the slightest hint of praise.
Since ancient times, heroes have been short-lived. How can they be said to be heroes but not short-lived ghosts?
Of course Yi Ran understood what the old man meant, but he said in a neither humble nor condescending manner:
"The seniors are ridiculous, but the juniors are not worthy of the word hero!"
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