"This sword move... This sword move..." King Xinde's eyes lit up, and then he said confidently: "It must have been taught to him by Xiaoyou Lu, um! This sword technique is really wonderful, there is wind and thunder in stability, and calm. Breeding the state of the vast sea, wonderful!"
These remarks caused the old man in Su Pao to twitch again. He couldn't bear it anymore. Even if he was indifferent, he said loudly: "How did the prince know that this sword technique was taught by Lu Qian? Not what he originally would?"
However, King Xinde was very reasonable and well-founded, and said loudly, "I still need to ask? How old is that stinky boy? He is not as tall as a sword, so he can be such a peculiar skill? Besides, the sword trick is clearly to use the air to move the sword. , People dance with swords, obviously tailored specifically for women with insufficient wrist strength. Although he is young, he is also a man. How can he use this kind of swordsmanship for women? It is clearly taught by Xiaoyou Lu, and he can't be wrong!"
"This… "
The old man in Supao knows very little about martial arts, and it makes sense to hear King Xinde say so. The most important thing is that he knows that Lu Yu can't practice martial arts, and the sword moves he has just seen before, if it is a sword move, It's better to say that it is a sword dance, which is pleasing to the eye, but it really can't go to battle to kill the enemy.
The two pinched each other, but Lian Bin was indifferent to the side.
He frowned and thought for a while, and then whispered slightly aggrieved: "But... no matter who created this sword trick or who taught it, why did he come out for this mission? Cultivating sentiment?"
The three old men looked at the city head at the same time, their faces filled with doubts.
But at this moment...
Snapped.
A very slight noise appeared on King Sind's cheek. He stretched out his hand and touched it. It was moist and cold.
Is it rain? !
He raised his head and looked at the foggy sky before opening his eyes, and another drop of rain fell into his eyes, prompting him to close it quickly.
"Go down again?"
His voice trembled slightly, obviously worried.
On the contrary, at this time, Lu Yu on the city wall took a deep breath and stabbed the long sword on the city head, holding it to keep himself from falling.
He smiled, smiled satisfied, looking at the raindrops under his feet.
Yiwu prayed for the rain sword, it really came rain, naturally satisfied.
Burning a fire is really not to isolate the victims. He does not want these victims to die. Of course, he will not completely isolate Linjiang City. The victims can only starve to death outside, and even if all the wood in Linjiang City is exhausted, it is only Being able to hold the Sifang City Gate for a few days does not solve the danger.
When the fire starts, there will be smoke, and when the smoke reaches the air, it will form fog. Now that the flood has not completely receded, there will be a bigger rain falling here after two or three days, and the fog in the air will thickly form rain. It drips down immediately.
Lu Yu just advanced the rain, which was supposed to come down two days later.
The sword for praying for rain is even more important. Use Xiao Ruan’s aura to sway it into countless threads, and keep'stirring' in the air, gathering or dispersing those free auras, and swaying them evenly on the sky. They balance each other. Tumble, accelerate the formation of rain.
To put it simply, one is science, the other is Gongfa, the two are combined into one, but the use of it can really be called the'power against the sky'.
So it's really hard.
Lu Yu didn't have the slightest strength at this time.
Xiao Ruan naturally noticed it, feeling the rain, knowing that the next step was pouring, and hurriedly took out the package from behind, took out the red cloth that he had brought from the small courtyard before, and walked up to carefully wrap it around Lu Yu's neck. Originally planned to wrap him up, hurry up to find a shelter from the rain in his arms, so as not to catch the wind and cold on his frail and over-consuming body.
But as soon as he moved, Lu Yu stretched out his hand to stop her.
"I can't go yet... No, I don't want to go yet. I want to watch it here. With this pair of immature hands, can I reverse the power of this day, the power of people."
Xiao Ruan wanted to say something, but in the end he closed his mouth and took two steps back quietly, looking at the back of Lu Yu standing on the city wall from a distance, thinking about nothing in his heart.
At this moment... It's raining heavily.
Splash, splash, calm and rapid rain, filled the whole world, and the sound of rain, covering up all sounds.
The battlefield that was still dying to fight before suddenly became quiet. Whether it was the machete above the head which was only a foot away from the neck, or the spear on the chest had pierced the hole, everyone raised their heads and watched. In the sky covered by rain, infinite fear and despair appeared on his face.
People who are not afraid of death are afraid of rain.
Because the rain turned them into disaster victims, they lost their homes, family, friends, and farmland left by their ancestors for generations. It made them more willing to incarnate beasts, demons, and bite everything with a little bit of blood around them.
Everyone feels that they are fearless, but when the rain falls from the sky again, they can't help but fear again, from the heart, moving on the muscles and bones.
The long knife fell and the knees fell, and they knelt on the ground, crying loudly.
It's like a child abandoned by his parents.
They... Are they fools who were abandoned by heaven at this time
"Stop... Stop?"
The old man in Su Pao looked at all this incredible, his mouth twitched, and he didn't give up any opportunity to attack: "Master, you wouldn't say that the rain in the sky was caused by your little friend Lu, right?"
"Huh! The old man doesn't have such a thick skin!" King Sind snorted angrily, but then said with a look of sorrow: "The rain caused these victims, and today, the rain settled a war... Heaven and Earth, life, A chance encounter..."
The old man in Supao tentatively said: "But... this rain may be the same as the sword set just now..."
"Fart!" King Xinde glared at him and said, "The old man is not so shameless, how dare you think about it? People are like the sky, like ants than people. Have you ever seen ants that can manipulate people?"
"This... This is also true." The Supao old man dispelled the thought in his heart that he thought was impractical.
They continued to look at the top of the city, but just like that, they saw a scene that they would never forget.
The rain was heavy and pouring down.
The wind started.
There was a sudden gust of wind, abrupt, rushing, making people unable to react and making people respectful.
The red cloth behind Lu Yu was suddenly rolled up by the strong wind and fluttered between the world. The red cloth, at this time, looked like a blood-red cloak, more like a blood-stained flag! Hunting and hunting the wind, between the sky and the earth, in the squally rain, like a big banner that humans will never fall against the sky!
The black sky, the boundless rain. Lu Yu's thin body, bloody flags.
Hunting in the blood and the wind, the anger spreads toward the sky!
Everyone saw this scene, and the guards couldn't help being wiped with blood, rain, and tears on their cheeks. The attacker raised his lowered head, with a little expectation and piety in his eyes.
The three old men looked at each other blankly.
The old man in Su Pao gave a bitter smile, a little dry, and said with a strong smile: "If there are really ants looking up at you, holding the sword of a hundred battles in their hands, and the blood-stained banner behind them, you... won't you feel a chill in your heart?"