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The heavy rain has already hit, and a cloud of rain and mist has risen in Yanjing City. However, no one in the crowd standing on the street held up an umbrella. They just let the heavy rain fall, hitting their heads and splashing water. Tianlaixiao said
In Yanjing City, at the entrance of a hidden and almost forgotten dilapidated palace, more than a dozen men in black wearing bamboo hats were standing in the rain.
They all had a long sword slung across their backs.
The rain fell from the sky, washing away the exquisitely carved hilts until they were stained with no trace of dust.
Of course, not everyone is wearing a hat. For example, the woman standing in front of them is wearing a long black gauze dress with green smoke.
With her head draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, thunder and lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating the woman's snow-white skin, her picturesque eyebrows, and the bright red cinnabar between her eyebrows.
The heavy rain fell on the woman's body, splashing water droplets and wetting the woman's long skirt, but it made the woman look even more charming and boneless.
"Wu Yu'er, enter the Shadow Sect Master!" A voice said from opposite the woman, and at the same time, a somewhat thin man slowly walked out from the courtyard door.
It was a man with very ordinary facial features, but there was an "eye" as bright as a ruby on the man's forehead.
A faint light flickered in that eye, which looked extremely strange.
Behind the man, there were still hundreds of masked figures with black cloaks on their heads. Little by little faint lights flickered from under the cloaks, which looked extremely strange.
A dozen people wearing bamboo hats faced hundreds of masked men in black.
This seemed to be a confrontation of unequal strength. However, more than a dozen people wearing bamboo hats guarded the entrance of the mansion, but there was only one man in black who stepped out of the entrance of the mansion.
"Shadow Wind, Commander of the Dark Territory, by the way... It seems that your brother Yingshan was also from the Dark Territory before, right? Unfortunately, he was only a deputy capital commander, and he died very young." Wu Yu'er saw him walking out of the hospital door. The man finally spoke.
"Yes!" Shadow Wind nodded without any rebuttal or explanation. There seemed to be almost no change in his expression, as if he was answering something that had nothing to do with him.
"On the road to hell, brothers should work together so that they can have company." Wu Yu'er spoke again.
"I heard that the Shadow Sect is engaged in business, so Lord Wu Yu'er should also be a businessman. Can I buy a way out for ten thousand taels of gold?"
"Of course you can, but the price will double. In addition, you should keep the things you took!" Wu Yu'er nodded lightly.
"Fifty thousand taels of gold, how about taking the things away?"
"When doing business at Shadow Sect, we only make offers, not counter-offers."
"I understand, let me think about it!" Yingfeng nodded, and at the same time, he slowly took a few steps back and returned to the courtyard.
"It takes half a stick of incense." Wu Yu'er had no intention of stopping Ying Feng.
At this moment, lightning flashed across the sky again, but this lightning was obviously not the same as the previous lightning.
It was a light, a twisted light.
then…
A loud dragon's roar also sounded in the air, and the sound shook Jiuxiao.
"Huh?" Wu Yu'er's body trembled violently, and her eyes subconsciously looked into the sky. Then, her originally calm face suddenly changed: "Could this be... Fang Zhengzheng!"
Without any hesitation, Wu Yu'er's body disappeared directly from the spot. The next moment, her figure appeared on a rooftop in the distance, as fast as lightning.
"Lord Du Tong, Wu Yu'er seems to be... gone?!" A masked man in black standing in the courtyard looked at Wu Yu'er who suddenly left, and his eyes widened significantly.
"Is this a ploy to lure us out?" Another masked man in black also spoke softly.
"No, something happened to Fang Zhengzheng!" Yingfeng looked at Wu Yu'er in the heavy rain, and then at the bright light in the sky, with a cold look in his eyes: "This is a rare opportunity, let's go! "
"Yes!" Hundreds of masked men in black responded immediately.
Outside the gate of the mansion, a dozen men in black clothes wearing bamboo hats were still standing quietly at the gate of the mansion, and no one followed Wu Yu'er away.
"Qingyi, they want to run away, what should I do?"
"If you were the Lord, what would you do?" A woman's voice sounded from under the bamboo hat.
"Fight in!"
"What if you are the worshiper?"
"This... way of worshiping the Lord, I can't guess." The figure wearing a bamboo hat hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head.
"Then follow the Lord's thoughts and fight in!"
"yes!"
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In Yanjing City, at the gate of the city, a heavy rain poured down.
Countless sergeants stood on the spot, all their eyes focused on the twisted light, that kind of arrogance, that kind of loneliness, shrouded in the sky.
"Boom!" A deafening voice sounded.
The twisted light finally struck King Xieluo. The light fought against and tore at the huge body, emitting waves of clear and high-pitched dragon roars.
Shock, silence.
At this moment, the sound of the rainstorm seemed to disappear, the noisy sounds also seemed to disappear, and there was only the dragon's roar in the whole world, a clear and high-pitched dragon's roar.
"Ouch!"
At this moment, a painful beast roar also sounded.
A bright red rain of blood also fell from the sky, mixing with the heavy rain, dyeing the entire dark sky with a strange red color.
Then, the dragon's roar disappeared, and a swirling black shadow fell from the sky. Finally, it fell to the ground with a bang.
"what happened?!"
"Did Fang Zheng lose?"
"What was that black shadow just now?"
Countless eyes focused on the black shadow falling on the ground for a moment, and then, when those eyes really saw the black shadow clearly, they almost all widened.
Everyone's faces became extremely shocked.
Because, it turned out to be a front hoof, an extremely huge front hoof.
However, the current front hoof fell to the ground, and bright red blood poured out from the broken end of the front hoof, trembling gently on the ground.
"Roar!" Another beast roar sounded in the sky.
Everyone's eyes finally turned to the huge figure in the sky again, but that figure was missing a huge front hoof.
"How can it be?!"
"Is this guy really in the Return to Light Realm?!"
"So strong, actually...really injured the Demon King?"
Whether it was the Poshan Army, Yan Yunqi, or even the Northern Man Army, their mouths opened wide after seeing clearly the appearance of King Xie Luo in the sky.
One sword!
Dragon returns!
Cut off one of the demon king's front hoofs!
Fang Zhengzheng, who returned to the Light Realm...
Unexpectedly, the demon king was really injured, and one of the demon king's front hooves was directly chopped off. How exaggerated is this? How incredible!
Demon King!
**A demon king who is more powerful than a saint!
No one can believe it, and no one wants to believe it.
"Fang Zhengzheng!!!" King Xieluo's voice echoed in the air. It was a voice of anger, pain, and even more humiliation.
As a majestic demon king.
He was really pissed off now.
He had never been as angry as he was today.
And above his head, a figure was standing in the air, holding a sword in his hand, a sword exuding a strange purple light.
The black court clothes became extremely bright after being washed away by the heavy rain.
He didn't speak, didn't even make a sound.
He just looked quietly at the angry King Xie Luo below who kept shouting and shouting, with all kinds of scenery flowing in his eyes as clear as water droplets.
Mountains, rivers, trees, flowers and plants…
However, there was blood at the corner of his mouth. The blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth looked extremely bright under the light of thunder and lightning.
"Are you really hurt?"
"Being able to cut off one of the demon king's front hoofs is already incredible!"
"Indeed, I'm afraid this is the only one that can hit you, right?"
When everyone's eyes saw the blood on the corner of Fang Zhengzheng's mouth, everyone sighed softly.
Their minds were still recalling the shocking sword blow just now, the sword that cut off the demon king's front hoof. However, this did not mean that Fang Zhengzheng could win.
Because Fangzheng was facing the Demon King, a Demon King who was more powerful than Sheng.
"Fang Zhengyi, you have used all your strength with this sword, but I haven't yet, so I will die!" King Xieluo naturally saw the blood on the corner of Fang Zhengyi's mouth.
Even though his front legs were broken, he still took the lead and rushed towards Fang Zhengzheng.
At the same time, a soaring red light also rose from under the city wall, and extremely terrifying air waves emitted from the red light, completely rolling up all the surrounding rubble.
Blood-red light filled the air, completely dyeing the dark night into a blood-red color, a blood-red color as cold as hell.
A black figure stood in the middle of the red light. His eyes had turned blood red, and drops of blood slipped from the corners of his mouth and dripped on a pale face on the ground.
"Remember... remember to promise... me... my business..." A weak voice sounded, and then the pale face slowly turned to one side, and his eyes slowly closed unwillingly.
"Ah!!!" A roar came from the mouth of the black figure. It was a roar coming from deep within, anger, hatred, sadness...
"It's Yan Qianli!"
"Could it be that Prince Li has..."
"Old Prince!"
After hearing this roar, Poshan Army and Yan Yunqi also looked at Yan Qianli under the city wall. Naturally, they also saw Prince Li who had closed his eyes.
"Boom!" Thunder sounded.
Both the Poshan Army and Yan Yunqi bowed in unison at this moment. They did not kneel down because they were still standing and fighting.
However, they must bow.
because…
It was Prince Li who died.
He is a living legend of the Great Xia Dynasty.
And this legend, at the last moment of his life, also used his hands to shine the brightest light in front of everyone.
The sky opens and the earth buries.
This is a legend that will always live in everyone's heart.
"Don't worry, Old Man Lin. I, Yan Qianli, swear that I will definitely avenge you!" In the red light rising into the sky, Yan Qianli slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the sky, looking at the heavy rain falling from the sky, and the people in the heavy rain. Two figures fighting together.
As everyone can see…
Fang Zhengzheng was injured.
"Isn't it enough? Isn't it enough to triple the strength?" Of course, the target of Fang Zhengzheng's sword was not King Xieluo's front hooves, but King Xieluo's head.
But…
After all, his sword didn't cut down.
"Boom!" The two figures separated, Fang Zhengzheng's lips subconsciously opened, and a mouthful of blood came out of the corner of his mouth again, but the sword in his hand was still tightly squeezed.
A person will encounter many difficulties in his life.
Some difficulties even seemed impossible to complete. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't complete them. However, Fang Zhengzheng wanted to give it a try.
The reason is simple: Fang Zhengzheng has no way out.
This retreat does not refer to the hope of escape, but to the heart. His heart does not allow himself to retreat. Even if there are more opportunities to escape, he will not retreat.
"Xiu'er's only friend... is pretty good!" Yan Qianli looked at Fang Zhengzheng, who was standing in the air and panting, and felt a little trembling in his heart.
However, he quickly recovered, and at the same time, the blood-red light that had already shot up into the sky spread again. The next moment, he was in front of King Xieluo.
"Die!"
"Roar!"
Two roars sounded at the same time.
The blood-red light and golden light intertwined and flew away at the touch of a touch.
Then, Yan Qianli's body also came in front of Fang Zhengzheng. As an overlord with countless combat experience, he was angry, but he was calmer than anyone else.
"Fang Zhengzheng, can we fight again?" Yan Qianli did not ask Pingyang, nor did he look at Pingyang, because the matter had already happened, so why bother asking anymore.
"Yes!" Fang Zhengzheng nodded lightly.
"Okay, let's... your eyes?!" Yan Qianli was about to say that we should work together, but when his eyes saw Fang Zhengzheng's eyes, those crystal clear eyes like water drops, his expression changed. An obvious change.
Because Fang Zhengzheng's eyes were too weird.
Shockingly weird.
"This is the aftermath of the First World War in the Southern Territory." Fang Zhengzheng explained casually, but he didn't say much. He just stretched out a hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Your side effects look pretty good!" Yan Qianli's lips moved and he replied casually without asking Fang Zhengzheng what the eyes meant.
"I will avenge Pingyang!" Fang Zhengzheng said again.
"Well, I will take the blame for Old Man Lin!" Yan Qianli said the same.
"Are you going to kill him?"
"certainly!"
"But he can only die once?"
"As a junior, you should know how to be humble in front of an old man!" Yan Qianli looked at Fang Zhengyi, with an expression that seemed a little reproachful.
"As a senior, you should give more opportunities to a young man!"
"How could I not give it?"
"Then we can only rely on our own strength."
"Very good, then let me see what kind of miracles Xiu'er's only friend can create!" Yan Qianli nodded after hearing this.
"You stop, I'll go first!" Fang Zhengzheng also nodded.
"You go first? Are you sure?" After seeing Fang Zhengzheng nodding, Yan Qianli subconsciously prepared to go first. However, after taking a step forward, he also reacted in an instant.
However, his expression was obviously stunned for a moment, because, no matter based on the other party's upright character or the comparison of their strengths, he should be the one who went first.
"Sure!" Fang Zhengzheng said with certainty.
"Okay, come on, I'll cut off the queen for you!" Although Yan Qianli didn't quite understand what Fang Zhengzheng was thinking, he finally nodded. (To be continued.)