MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 622 collapse

   "For this meeting, I have been planning for ten years."

  Jun Qianzi sighed: "There are too many things to prepare.

   Let Situ Zhi spread the disease, plunder lives, and weaken the dragon veins in specific areas;

   Dig holes corresponding to the displacement of stars in the northern ice field, set up formations, and temporarily block the perception of celestial phenomena;

  Detonate more than a thousand volcanoes under the endless sea, causing extremely slight changes in water temperature, triggering the migration of sea beasts hundreds of years in advance, forcing the school to divide its forces and send the doctors to the East China Sea;

  Assassinated the Turkic Khan, instigated the state of Jing and Zhou, and made it Chen Jun border, so that the Zhenfusi had no time to care;

   One piece after another, it is all for this moment—you have always had the habit of going back to your hometown alone to worship your ancestors' graves. "

  Hoo hoo—

  Outside the window, gusts of evil wind blew up wine flags, knocked down stalls, and raised sand and dust.

   Passers-by screamed and scattered, and ran into shops along the street to avoid the wind and sand.

   Li Ang stood in the middle of the road and didn't dodge. He squinted his eyes and fixed his eyes on the two people at the end of the road.

  An old man in a brocade robe with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and a saber around his waist,

  A shopkeeper carrying a pole and a bamboo basket.

  Both faces and bodies were camouflaged, but such a close distance was enough for Li Ang to judge their identities by relying on his aura.

   Yuansou and Yajiu.

   Li Ang clenched his fists slightly, a huge force shrouded the sky over Xingzhou, suppressing the spiritual energy communication,

  The two dared to appear on the streets of Yu State's busy city in an open manner, clearly intending to launch a thunderous blow to the head of the mountain. Other Zhaoming members must be nearby.

  The head of the mountain withdrew his gaze from the window and said calmly, "Li Luanfeng?"

   "Exactly."

  Jun Qianzi nodded and said: "It has been nourished by various disasters for so long, and the current chaotic wind is enough to cover a city, a state, or even a land.

   Can buy us two quarters of an hour. "

  The head of the mountain was not moved, but asked: "Two quarters of an hour, is it enough?"

  Jun Qianzi nodded solemnly, "Enough."

  click—

  There was a slight sound from the middle of the wooden table, and a crack appeared out of thin air. Over time, it expanded rapidly, causing the wood on the table to warp and curl.

  The entire table was split into two, and the two halves of the tabletop tilted and fell towards the middle, and the bowl of stewed noodles also slid and fell towards the middle of the table, getting stuck by the horned tabletops.

  Boom!

  With the wooden table as the horizontal plane, all the restaurant buildings above it collapsed.

  Bricks and tiles flew horizontally, sawdust splashed everywhere, and the diners and fellows of the restaurant, who had no idea what happened, were engulfed by the shock wave of the explosion, flew out in a whirl, and at the moment they were about to fall to the ground,

   was supported by a force and lightly placed on the ground.

   At the center of the explosion, the head of the mountain maintained the posture of drawing a sword with one hand.

  The long sword in his hand hangs in the air, the blades on both sides radiate a vast cloud, and in front of the sword edge floats a piece of thin talisman paper.

   It was this talisman that blocked the long sword from cutting Jun Qianzi's throat.

  “.”

  The head of the mountain stared at the handwriting of "Ruoshui" written horizontally and vertically on the paper. In his complicated eyes, there were three points of astonishment, three points of sullenness, three points of sadness, and one point of regret. "You wrote it."

"Yes."

  Jun Qianzi raised his hand and touched his throat. He was obviously not hit by the long sword, but there was a wound hanging on his neck, and his fingertips were full of bright red.

   Ruo Shui Talisman, the secret of learning palace talisman.

  Back then, Jun Qianzi had not yet understood this talisman, so he rebelled against the academy, and has never been heard from since.

  Goodness is like water. Water is good for all things and does not fight, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than Tao.

  Jun Qianzi completed this talisman by himself by relying on his vague memory and amazing talent. He can write the true meaning of it, which proves that deep down in his heart, he even thinks that he is on the water of kindness, doing good deeds, and acting morally.

   Tap, tap, tap.

  A group of figures walked out from the streets and alleys, and surrounded the ruins of the restaurant from all directions.

   Half of the head is inlaid with gold, and the awakening monk Harvard with a bright smile on his face;

   Wearing a red dress, Mrs. Zhu is graceful, luxurious and charming;

  Fei Lian and Yan Fu dressed as noble sons and servants;

   Dressed in brocade robes, like a rich man's merchant sheep;

  The girl Cymbidium spinosa in a yellow dress, Feng He in jet-black armor,

  Everyone exudes energy fluctuations in the Candle Heaven Realm, and even the chaotic wind circling high in the sky cannot completely cover them up.

  However, the head of the mountain just sneered, and commented lightly: "The mob."

  Hiding in Tibet, rats and foxes, if you are not a living person, you have to be a ghost. When Lian Xuanxiao is old and dying, he dares to ambush and attack. What is it but a mob?

"hehe,"

   Those who can be promoted to the Candle Sky Realm, who is not amazingly talented, who has survived countless rebirth and death, naturally has a bit of arrogance in his heart.

  Shang Yang clapped his folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "The tiger can't stand the pack of wolves."

   Before he finished speaking, Lian Xuanxiao's figure suddenly flashed in front of him, his eyes were cold and gloomy, his pale beard and hair were windless, and he slashed obliquely with the long sword in his hand, hitting Shang Yang's neck.

   Clothes, skin, muscles, and bones are all torn in front of the sword,

  The long sword moved forward indomitably, breaking through most of Shang Yang's chest.

   Step!

  Feng He, whose whole body was covered in pitch-black armor, rushed forward. At the critical moment, he threw more than ten punches with his arms towards the edge of the sword, barely blocking the cutting momentum of the long sword.

   The price was that he was bounced heavily by the blade, hit dozens of buildings, and disappeared.

  By the side, Mrs. Zhu threw out a slender red thread as thick as rain, passed through Shang Yang's body divided by the long sword, pulled and pulled it out of the range of the sword,

   Then the red thread twitched, barely suturing the two bodies together.

   I don’t know what secret technique Shang Yang has practiced. Under such an injury, he can still exclaim in astonishment: "How is it possible? You are also in the Candle Sky Realm, how can you be so much stronger than us?!"

   "Candle Sky Realm?"

  Shanchang took the sword flower, shook off the little blood on the blade, and calmly said: "I am not a long time ago."

   Hum!

  The robe swung violently, and his thin body rose slowly. He overlooked the world, and he had a panoramic view of the world, and he had some calculations in his heart.

  There is no aura higher than Zhuxiao sensed in the city, if You Qiong is not there, Zhaoming's ambush can be handled by himself.

   click.

  The extremely slight vibration came from the bottom of the river,

  Lian Xuanxiao turned his head suddenly, looked at the hanging river on the ground, his eyes widened.

  Shocked, stunned, sad, angry.

   "Jun! Qian! Son!"

  The roar of word by word resounded over the city of Xingzhou,

  Jun Qianzi's eyes were dim, and he smiled lightly and said, "Did you find it?"

   Click click click.

  Thousands of cracks were formed at the bottom of the oscillating river bed at the same time, as if something was lurking at the bottom of the river, struggling constantly, trying to get out of trouble.

  Boom!

  Finally, the Wanjun high-pressure water flow from the Jiuyou Dark River erupted,

  It easily tears the river bed, rushes out of the rock formation, pours into the Yellow River, and instantly collapses the embankment.