"What?!"
"We were discovered by the Lions?"
"It's the public moment, it must be the public moment!"
Zong Ziheng instinctively grabbed Zong Zixiao's shoulders, protected him in his arms, and looked around vigilantly: "Isn't Gong Shuji only used on dead things?"
"That's what we thought." Xu Zhinan raised his head and looked up at the surrounding houses that suddenly turned into giants. "Maybe Chen Xingyong escaped from our pursuit twice because of this trick."
In the cold winter season, Zong Ziheng's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He held the sword in one hand and his younger brother's shoulder in the other. Three years ago, he still had the bravery of a newborn calf when faced with various strange spells. , but after almost dying, he never dared to underestimate this magic weapon.
He was very confident about this trip, thinking that he had the seventh level of Zongxuanjian's cultivation, and joined hands with many monks, so he could no longer be as embarrassed as before, but in this situation, the inn, the ambush, and Gong Shumo Like yesterday reappeared, he couldn't help but panic.
Zong Zixiao said coldly: "How did we get discovered?" He glared at the disciples of the Chunyang Sect.
Zong Ziheng also thought about this question. Yancheng is no bigger than Gutuo Town. In such a big city, it is difficult for a single person to attract attention. They carefully concealed all the way, disguised themselves, and entered the city in batches. Even the shopkeepers did not recognize that they were monks. Why did they get caught in less than a day? Lions found out? Was it because the disciples of the Chunyang Sect followed the man in black without authorization and exposed his whereabouts, or did Chen Xingyong know that he was being targeted
No matter what the reason was, they all lost the first move. Chen Xingyong fled the first two times. Not only did he not escape this time, but he also took the initiative to attack. They must have come prepared. Their situation is even worse than it was three years ago.
Now there is no point in blaming anyone, Zong Ziheng said in a deep voice: "Everyone calm down, no matter how powerful Gong Shuji is, the scope of his spells is limited. Three years ago, Chen Xingyong separated the four of us into three spaces. The distance is very close, that is already his limit, even if he now becomes stronger by relying on human pill supplementation, this kind of technique will definitely consume a lot of spiritual energy, as long as we can see through the tricks, he will be unable to handle it before us. "
"But, what exactly does he want to do?" A disciple's voice visibly trembled slightly.
Whether it is a ferocious monster or a strange evil spirit, it is not enough to make a monk afraid before he even makes a move, because they know what they will face, and their whole life of practice has taught them how to deal with it, but what happened in front of them Everything in the world is like a demon, and everyone thinks about it, but they can't expect that they will be reduced. Just like the first time he faced Gong Shujun, he didn't know that he would not be able to run to the end of a corridor, and he didn't know that stairs could eat people. The unknown is the scariest thing.
The big yellow dog was very curious about them, walked around the small inn, stretched out its huge head, wrinkled its wet nose, and sniffed vigorously.
They are facing a big enemy, after all, this dog can swallow everyone with one mouth now.
Suddenly, the big yellow dog turned around, pointed its butt towards them, and raised a hind leg.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they reacted at the same time in the next moment, and they all yelled and ran away.
This bubble of urine turned into a waterfall in their eyes at this moment, falling from the sky, the splashed liquid was accompanied by a pungent stench, and swayed in all directions. No matter how far they could hide, they couldn't help feeling spread.
"Beast! Beast!" Zong Zixiao blushed with anger, how could he have suffered such humiliation when he grew up. I don't know if this "animal" is scolding a dog or Chen Xingyong.
The faces of the others are also extremely ugly. Falling into the enemy's trap is already shameful enough, and even being drenched in dog urine. If this spreads, there will be no shame left.
"Here it comes again!" A disciple pointed to the sky and shouted in horror.
Looking up, there was a huge jet of water falling straight down from the nine heavens. The jet of water was in the shape of a dragon, with its teeth and claws open, with the majestic momentum of devouring the sky and the earth.
"It's the dragon sucking water!"
Dragon Absorbing Water is a kind of water spell, which can divert the water from the sky and the ground for your own use. This technique is very simple. No monk can divert water to pour tea. Spiritual power, overwhelming, nothing to worry about.
However, it doesn't take a lot of water to deal with them now, a bucket can drown them.
Only now did they realize that the entire inn was in a low-lying place.
"Call the people at the inn—"
Before Xu Zhinan could finish his sentence, a water dragon rushed down, like a sharp sword falling from the sky, smashing the inn to pieces.
The water was surging, reaching ankles in the blink of an eye.
Everyone jumped up with their swords, but as soon as they flew up, they were blown to this side by the wind brought by the dragon sucking water, and almost fell off the sword. The higher they went, the stronger the wind was, and they couldn't fly at all. Even if the big yellow dog breathed at them, it would be a gale for them.
"Help, help—"
Cries for help and cries came from the inn.
Xu Zhinan shouted, "Hurry up and save someone."
They entered the collapsed inn with water. Many people were crushed under the roof beams and screaming. Most of these people were still asleep. How could they have imagined that when they opened their eyes, there would be a flood
"Zi Xiao, you must keep up with big brother!" The torrential rain was pouring overhead, Zong Ziheng's shouts were almost drowned out, he could only hold his brother's hand while looking for someone in the inn.
Zong Zixiao also held that hand tightly: "Don't worry!"
The two found a comatose woman and carried her out. The disciples of the Pure Yang Sect put the rescued woman on the frame of the inn. quick.
As soon as they settled the woman, she woke up and looked for something in a daze: "Where is my daughter? Where is my daughter?"
Zong Ziheng looked at the ruins in the water, not knowing how to answer her.
"My lord, where is my daughter!" The woman grabbed Zong Ziheng's arm and cried, "Please save my daughter, please."
"Don't worry, I'll go find her." Zong Ziheng picked up Zong Zixiao and placed him on a high beam, "Xiao Jiu, wait for me here, don't move."
"I will go with you."
"The water will soon overwhelm you."
"I know water!"
"I asked you to wait here!" Zong Ziheng said sharply, "Don't you listen to what Big Brother says?"
Zong Zixiao opened his mouth and looked at Zong Ziheng worriedly.
Zong Ziheng rubbed his wet head, turned around and walked towards the inn with water dripping.
When he walked into the inn, the water had reached his chest, he took a deep breath, held his breath, and got into the water.
The wreckage of the inn was blocked in all directions, making it impossible to tell where the way was, and it was almost impossible to find someone under such circumstances. Zong Ziheng drew out his sword and kept cleaning the things in front of him with sword energy. Suddenly, a beam fell from the top of his head. He tried his best to dodge in the water, but he was still rubbed on the back. The impact made half of his body numb. Also got into the water.
He choked on a few sips of water, managed to swim back to the surface, and took a deep breath.
The water has already reached his neck, and soon, the entire inn will be underwater. The woman's daughter may have already...
Just when Zong Ziheng was about to give up, he suddenly found a piece of peach-pink clothing floating on the surface of the water not far away. His heart moved, he swam over quickly, and plunged into the water.
Sure enough, there was a girl in the bottom of the water, her black hair was swaying feebly like a weed.
Zong Ziheng hugged her waist and dragged her out of the water.
"Brother!" Zong Zixiao was anxious outside.
"Brother is here!" Zong Ziheng replied, and swam back with the girl in his arms.
The woman burst into tears when she saw her unconscious daughter.
Zong Ziheng put the girl on the wooden beam, and pressed her chest hard with his hands.
"Senior Brother Wang, a girl is drowning here! Come quickly!"
The man called Senior Brother Wang hurriedly swam to this side from a distance.
Zong Ziheng injected spiritual power into her body, trying to stimulate her pulse, he could feel her pulse still struggling slightly.
After losing his spiritual power, he continued to press her chest, opened her jaw, and lowered his head.
Zong Zixiao's eyes widened, and he stopped Zong Ziheng: "What are you doing?"
Zong Ziheng said anxiously: "Save people."
"You, you want to kiss her?"
Zong Ziheng was stunned for a moment: "I'll save her breath!"
"You are not allowed to kiss her!"
"Don't make a mess!"
"I'm coming, you are not allowed to kiss her!" Zong Zixiao relentlessly tugged at Zong Ziheng.
"you… "
"Let me see." Senior Brother Wang swam over quickly, took the girl, squeezed her chest and abdomen deftly, and poured spiritual energy at the same time. Soon, the girl coughed up a big mouthful of water , People also wake up.
Several people breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman supported her daughter, pointed at the eldest son Heng and said, "Quick, thank you benefactor, this young master saved you."
The girl was still very weak, her face was as white as a piece of paper, but when she saw Zongzi Heng, her face suddenly turned red, she faltered and couldn't speak.
Zong Zixiao frowned, and jumped onto Zong Ziheng's body all of a sudden, wrapping his hands and feet around his neck and around his waist, deliberately blocking the girl's sight.
"Don't be afraid." Zong Ziheng put his arms across his younger brother's waist and hugged him tightly.
Zong Zixiao said fiercely: "I will cut Chen Xingyong into pieces."
Zong Ziheng raised his head, looked at the sky-high water column, and at the inn that was about to be submerged in front of him, feeling very anxious.
Even if the monks who can't be drowned in water can't fly, they still have some ways to save their lives, but what should these ordinary people do? Chen Xingyong must have seen that they couldn't leave these dozens of innocent lives alone, and planned to trap them to death.
Xu Zhinan swam to Zong Ziheng's side, panting and said, "I have a plan, but it's a bit risky."
"Say it quickly."