Boom!
The flood is coming!
With an invincible attitude, wash all sentient beings again.
The sound of the water surges into the sky, like a thousand thunders thundering together, or like thousands of horses galloping, it is extremely frightening.
Ordinary people have no resistance at all under the impact of this flood. In just an instant, their tendons and bones are broken by the impact, and then they are swept into the torrential flood, and they don't know whether they will live or die.
Heaven and earth were angry.
All living things are like ants.
"There really was a flood, and those three kids didn't lie."
"Help, come and save me."
"I don't want to die."
"My child, my child."
The cries and wailings are endless, but they are merciless, and they will never show any mercy just because of their wailing.
Fires are mostly man-made and have little impact.
And the water that seems to moisturize all things, once angry, becomes extremely vicious, swallowing the lives of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of people. From ancient times to the present, countless people have suffered from floods, so building river dams has always been a top priority in all dynasties.
"Save me...can someone save me?"
At the moment when the flood came, the village chief had quick eyes and quick hands and hugged a locust tree, but it was not washed away by the flood like ordinary people.
There was infinite fear in his eyes. Although he was holding on to this life-saving straw tightly, as the flood became more and more powerful, he was already in danger.
Another wave hit him, almost knocking him into the flood, and he drank several mouthfuls of muddy water. When the shock is still lingering, there will be several figures shuttled in the torrential flood.
But it was Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, and Duan Lang.
"Come and save me...you guys, come and save me...GuluGulu..."
The village chief's eyes shone with hope, and he howled at the top of his lungs. As a result, he was given two more mouthfuls of muddy water. However, those three people left without looking back, and their hope was instantly wiped out.
It wasn't that the three people refused to save him, it was the village chief who was suspicious and jealous and misled the other villagers, which would not lead to death. But the three of them each had a child in their hands. How could they abandon the child in their hands for the village chief?
"Save me...GuluGulu...I don't want to die...little beasts...you don't have to die well...GuluGulu..." Another wave came, and finally the village chief was swept up in it. He cursed viciously, but even his last desperate curses were instantly drowned out by the flood.
On the other side, the floodwaters grew taller and taller.
Bu Jingyun and the other three people ran around in the flood, trying their best to save people, but their energy was quickly exhausted, and they couldn't help but sit on the ground and take a breath. But instead of being grateful, the people they saved went off and cursed each other. If you can save his son, why not save my son. Since you still have the strength, why do you sit down and rest...
Those who do things are always the ones who get scolded the most.
But soon, they couldn't curse anymore.
Because the tide has not receded, but has surged to their resting place again. When a wave comes, everyone may be involved in it. At this time, those bossy villagers could not care about the lives of their loved ones, so they turned around and fled, leaving their wives, children, and children behind.
"Pailing Cloud Palm!!"
During the roar of the flood, Bu Jingyun was able to see the remaining internal energy in Bu Jingyun's body, and he pushed his arms forward suddenly. The veins on his arms jumped like thunder, and under the gathered strength of his palms, he summoned boundless cloud energy.
He actually wanted to risk his life to block the torrent and give those who had insulted him a chance to escape.
Both palms were pushed out horizontally, and the turbulent palm power collided with the even more turbulent torrent. After all, Bu Jingyun was still young, and his cultivation was still shallow. In addition, he had consumed too much before, so his mouth and nose immediately began to bleed, and the muscles and veins in his whole body exploded, turning him into a bloody man. His breath was even more chaotic, as if he suffered a blow with just one blow. The damage was severe and terrible.
But this time, even Duan Lang, who had never dealt with Bu Jingyun, was dumbfounded and felt admiration. He never thought that Bu Jingyun, who was selfish and always expressionless, would be so brave and fearless for a group of unrelated people. But even though a torrent was opened with all his efforts, countless waves will still hit him.
It's just wasted effort.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the flood that was originally surging like a ferocious beast stopped surging, giving people a feeling of being unable to follow up. Immediately afterwards, the three of them heard a strange sound.
Click!
Click! Click!
It's like something keeps breaking.
It's like...the sound of ice condensing.
Immediately afterwards, the three of them saw an unforgettable scene.
Above the turbulent river, there were two figures walking slowly, as if they were walking on flat ground.
Isn't one of them the temple priest who predicted a great flood?
As for the other person, his calm and calm demeanor is even more outstanding in the world. Compared to Xiong Ba's unparalleled, only-in-the-world tyranny, it is no less impressive.
And every time the man took a step forward, part of the added flood immediately froze into ice. The cold air is thick, and this ability to freeze floods is too profound.
"Uncle in black."
Nie Feng exclaimed.
Of course he was deeply impressed by this uncle in black, not only because he took the Snow Drinking Knife from his house, but also because it was the first time he heard about the Panic List, and came into contact with the unprecedented legendary world, which gave him a sense of yearning, and...he My mother, Yan Ying, disappeared after that day. His father, King Nie, was driven crazy by him. Although he eventually regained his sanity, he was dragged into the Lingyun Cave during the duel with Duan Shuai, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
In a way, it was Uncle Black who contributed to his current situation.
"Uncle in black?"
Bu Jingyun frowned slightly.
He also has an uncle in black.
Saved him when Huojiazhuang was wiped out. The uncle in black is nameless and has excellent swordsmanship and unfathomable cultivation. He was confident that even a tyrant might not be able to withstand five moves from his uncle in black.
But I don’t know if the man in front of me can defeat the uncle in black.
Duanlang's eyes showed admiration.
If he had the cultivation level of the person in front of him, why would he stay in Tianxiahui? Even revitalizing the Duan family is just a matter of effort.
As this man walked towards Nie Feng and others, the floodwater was frozen step by step. The raging flood looked like a young beast in front of him, unable to stir up any waves. Finally, in the entire mountain village, the flood disappeared and was replaced by a glacier, which was filled with cold air.
"Little Nie Feng, we meet again." Yu Liancheng chuckled and floated down from the glacier.
"Uncle Yu, thank you for the rescue."
Nie Feng looked slightly excited and took two steps forward: "By the way, have you seen my mother?"
The day the uncle in black came, his mother disappeared, so he asked this question.
"Ahem." Yu Liancheng almost choked, but soon returned to his calm demeanor: "Your mother seems to have appeared in Wushuang City, but I advise you that it is best to tell you what I originally told you. You need to practice your martial arts well, otherwise you can only do nothing if you encounter something like this."
Nie Feng's eyes shot out a ray of light, and just as he was about to ask, Bu Jingyun beside him spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he fell down involuntarily. The cloud-dispelling palm that had previously repeled the waves was really Leaving him seriously injured.
"Senior Brother Yun, how are you?"
Nie Feng rushed to help Bu Jingyun, but was unable to do so.
"Little Nie Feng, I'll take Bu Jingyun away first, ask him to do something for me." Yu Liancheng's voice sounded, misty, as if he had reached a very far place: "Don't worry, it will take a month at most. , he will return to Tianxiahui."
When Nie Feng raised his head again, Yulian City and Ni Bodhisattva had disappeared.
"Is mother in Wushuang City?"
Nie Feng frowned slightly. He knew that Yulian City was the one who compiled the panic list. Of course, he also knew that the other party had now taken over Wushuang City.
His mother also disappeared after he left, so what is the relationship between the two?
At the same time, Nie Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what, I finally have a clue to my mother's whereabouts.
Then, Nie Feng looked slightly stern.
What Uncle Yu said is right. Maybe he should really practice the top ten martial arts.
Although Nie Feng is considered a young master today, his enthusiasm for martial arts is far less than that of Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang, because he does not want to conquer the world for Xiongba, nor does he want to get involved in the fighting in the world.
But today's encounter made him understand that martial arts is the only foundation.
If he could practice the top ten martial arts well, he wouldn't have to let Senior Brother Yun risk his life to swing the Cloud-Pailing Palm.
…
"That move of Cloud Dispelling Palm almost shattered all the meridians in your body and almost turned you into a cripple. I saved you."
"Um……"
"Won't you thank me?"
"Thanks……"
"I want you to do something for me. This thing is a little dangerous, but it's only a little dangerous."
"good……"
"You guy, you really can't beat me with three sticks. But I admire you very much, and since I want you to do things for me, I always have to give you benefits. I can do one thing for you, such as completing what you have in mind. That wish—to kill, die, be heroic, and dominate!”
There were three people sitting in the carriage.
It is Yu Liancheng, Bu Jingyun, and Ni Bodhisattva.
The Ni Bodhisattva was closing his eyes to rest his mind, while Yu Liancheng was talking to Bu Jingyun.
It's a pity that this guy has a paralyzed face and is so cold and arrogant that he can only answer in one word, never two.
The reason why Bu Jingyun was brought along was because if he wanted to open the Heavenly Crying Sutra, he needed a person with an extremely good destiny. For example, Wuming, Bu Jingyun and other evil lone stars.
Of course, Yu Liancheng, this alien visitor, can be regarded as a lone star of evil in a certain way, a person with an extremely fate.
But I'm afraid that I won't be able to open it, or even be cursed by Heavenly Cry, causing trouble out of thin air.
Of course, besides that, I still want to use Bu Jingyun to lure someone out.
A person who is mysterious and unpredictable, but also covets Tianwei.
"Need not!"
Bu Jingyun, whose face was as cold as ice, finally spit out several words from his mouth at once.
There was strong hatred in his eyes, and his whole person was like the god of death in the darkness, exuding wisps of black energy: "Xiong Ba, only I can kill. As for me doing things for you, I can repay your kindness."
"Ha, he has personality..." Yu Liancheng chuckled.
His words were unclear, he frowned slightly and looked towards the cars and boats.
That guy is indeed here.
This place is still some way away from Posun Peak, but we don’t want to come so quickly.
An astonishing flow of blood filled the air from the window, followed by horses neighing, and the carriage shook as if it was about to collapse.
But he didn't fall down after all.
Because Yu Liancheng tapped lightly on the seat with one finger.
It was like a giant pillar holding up the sky, the Dinghai Shenzhen, making the carriage that was about to fall as stable as a mountain.
"Huh!?"
There seemed to be a sound of surprise outside.
But immediately, there was a sneer, and the carriage shook violently again. The top of the carriage shattered as if it was hit by thousands of thunderbolts, turning into countless debris and shooting out.
At the same time, a blood-red palm, packed with tens of millions of force, was as fierce as a falling comet, pressing down on Yulian City from the top of the carriage.
Yu Liancheng remained calm and gently pressed his right hand on the table.
The three teacups originally placed on the table jumped up one after another and hit the bloody palm in different orders.
Bang bang bang!
Every teacup contains unrivaled power. After three consecutive muffled sounds, they hit the bloody palm like a series of arrows.
When the last tea cup hit the bloody palm, most of the strength of the palm's holding palm had been eliminated. The owner of the palm knew that even if he pressed the palm again, it would be in vain, so he stepped back with strength.
However, there was a car in Yuliancheng, so how could he be allowed to retreat easily.
He pressed his palm slightly on the table again.
There is no tea cup on the table.
But there is also an exquisite teapot.
The teapot flew out faster than the previous three teacups, and the man was hit in the chest before he had time to react.
However, a surprising scene occurred.
The teapot actually penetrated the man's chest and came out from his back, as if his body didn't exist.
Yu Liancheng narrowed his eyes, slowly stepped out of the carriage, and looked at the man with his hands behind his hands.
The man's toes were lightly tapping on the treetops, and his whole body seemed to have no weight at all, and the treetops did not bend at all.
But compared to this person's superb body skills, what is truly incredible is the person himself.
Strictly speaking, this does not look like a person, but a blood-red figure.
But let's be honest, the reason why this figure is blood red is not because he is wearing a blood red shirt, but because his whole body is actually exuding an extremely rich blood red aura.
And this layer of red blood is like "cloth", covering his head and face.
Yu Liancheng put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Who is coming? Please tell me your name!"
"Haha, since you can take my blow, I might as well tell you."
The blood-red figure laughed loudly, full of arrogant breadth and height: "I am the only supreme thing in this world for thousands of years - Heaven, the lawless and crazy Heaven!"
The next moment, the madman who called himself Tian was filled with more than ten feet of blood energy, and the blood energy suddenly condensed into blood cones.
"Boy, if you dare to covet 'Heavenly Cry', look at my bloody blade!"
Amidst the sound of piercing the air, blood cones came overwhelmingly towards Yulian City.
"Another idiot who calls himself 'Tian'. The last guy who called himself Tian will run away when he sees me." Yu Liancheng sneered, tiptoed, and faced this "Blood Blade Floating Life" head-on. ".
"As for your world, it will collapse today."
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
