Shi Yishou, who was originally just watching a show, heard that his Yan group was suddenly cueed, and immediately said in annoyance: "It's no wonder that the managers of Yangu Palace don't even know that there are so many outsiders hidden inside."
For a moment, the three of them blamed each other, without caring about face at all, and got into a quarrel under the gaze of Yan Wujun.
Shen Ximing and others looked at these three weirdos dumbfounded.
"Hey, did we forget that Consultant Night is still inside?"
Du Bin, director of the Jin Group and Ye Hong's old friend, couldn't help but speak out.
Next to him, Wei Qianling looked in the mirror coquettishly, adjusting his hair style, and said casually: "Don't worry, that kid is the toughest guy I've ever seen.
Even if the entire Ximen family is dead, that kid will be fine. "
Wu Yafeng on the side also crossed his arms, looked at the strange sky in the distance, and said angrily: "The ancestor of the Shangguan family is no match for Consultant Ye."
Dongfang Longqi, who was quarreling, glanced at Wu Yafeng without leaving any trace, his eyes flashed, and he went back to quarreling.
Within the Ximen family.
The strange heavy rain knocked down several tripod houses one after another.
Even the outer wall of the bronze hall was constantly falling off after being hit.
The people of the Ximen family looked uneasily above their heads and wailed in their hearts.
Even if they win the battle today, the post-war restorations will be enough to scrape a layer of skin off their bodies.
However, the biggest disaster area on the battlefield was Ye Hong's location.
Those heavy raindrops kept hitting him.
Ye Hong used Shushan Kendo to form a barrier of wind breath outside his body.
The raindrops that were blown away made holes in the earth.
And the raindrops seemed to be endless, with no sign of stopping.
At this moment, Ye Hong seemed to be fighting against the entire sky.
"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, and the heaven follows the way."
On the ground opposite, Shangguan Wan'er stood holding a pen.
The raindrops all bypassed her as if they recognized their owner.
A series of mysterious ancient sounds came out slowly from Shangguan Wan'er's mouth.
"The sun rises, the moon sets, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning
The movement of heaven spreads elements to the earth, allowing human beings to comprehend various Taoist meanings.
Therefore, the Tao of Heaven is the general outline of Tao!
Thousands of Taoist thoughts are at home in my heart! "
Shangguan Wan'er raised the brush expressionlessly, pointed it at the thick clouds in the sky, and shouted: "Wind!"
The falling raindrops suddenly stopped, and then strong winds began to blow between the sky and the earth.
These strong winds are not the same as the tornado that Ye Hong summoned just now. Instead, they are like sharp knives, destroying everything they touch.
Not to mention that the buildings of the Ximen family were ravaged again, those strong winds actually blew away the aura barrier around Ye Hong.
In desperation, Ye Hong could only switch to the Tao of Earth.
Use the earth balls that formed from the ground to wrap yourself up like a turtle.
The strong wind blew through the earth crust, scraping off the earth powder from above.
"It's useless. No matter what kind of Taoism you use, you can't defeat the sanction of Heaven."
Shangguan Wan'er shook her head and continued to utter one word: "Thunder!"
"Rumble—"
The thunder in the sky became more intense.
Without warning, a thunderstorm fell outside Ye Hong.
"Dong-"
A dull explosion blasted a hole in the earth shell, revealing Ye Hong's wide eyes.
(End of chapter)