Wind and Rain Chapter 42 The Attack of the Demons

"What's wrong?" Murong Jin was thinking about it, when he was suddenly taken aback by Tianyue's words, and looked in the direction he was pointing, only to see a black cloud appearing on the western horizon.

The clouds moved at high speed, capsizing in the direction where Arashimura was. Murong Jin looked closely, and suddenly understood that it was not clouds at all, but a group of flying demon beasts.

"You guys are also attacked by demon beasts here from time to time?" Murong Jin grabbed Tianyue and asked.

In the past few days in Arashi Village, he felt that it was too peaceful, and there was always a feeling that something was not quite right. Now it has been confirmed, how can there be no invasion of demon beasts in a human village?

"I, I've never seen anything like that......" Tianyue was frightened and couldn't stop trembling.

He has lived in Arashi Village for so many years, from babbling to growing up to what he is now, he has experienced a lot, Arashi Village is a small place, although he is still a child, but he has seen everything he can see, but the things in front of him are unprecedentedly weird.

"Master, what is a demon beast?"

Tianyue asked. I opened my eyes wide and looked at the flock of crows flying at high speed in the sky.

"You don't care about this for now, treat it as a disaster, the enemy, it's okay!" Murong Jin waved his hand, and the snow knife appeared again, his eyes were solemn, his figure flashed, and he swept towards the sky.

"Master, wait a minute......" Tianyue stepped forward, only to find that there was a cliff thousands of feet high in front of him, and there was no way to settle down, so he could only do it there in a hurry.

"Don't come with me, find a way to notify the villagers to evacuate!" Murong Jin looked back, then sped up again, and flew towards the dense area of crows.

Seeing Murong Jin's figure getting farther and farther away, gradually condensing into a black dot in the air, approaching the dense clouds, Tianyue was stunned for a moment before he reacted, turned around and ran wildly along the mountain road.

"Oh no! there's a monster coming!"

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Surrounded by a red-haired, long-eyebrow man, the fire sickle flew from the sky. The crow flock is so large that it covers almost half of the sky.

"Wha!" the red-haired man laughed loudly, "Fire sickle, give it to me! Today, the human race in this village is your food!"

When the fire crows heard their master's command, they shouted in unison, jubilant and joyful, and hastened their advance.

Tens of thousands of fire sickles surrounded the western boundary of Arashi Village, like a cloud covering the sun, and in an instant, the west side of Arashi Village was no longer the light and shadow cast by the sun.

"Huh, it looks like an Terran is approaching us?" Red Hair smelled something different.

He fixed his eyes on the mountain range a hundred feet away from him, and there was a black dot flying towards his location, getting closer and closer, moving faster than he could have imagined.

"Is there a master in Arashi no Village who is proficient in flying soul skills?" Red Hair thought sideways. At that time, the information from the evil spirits was that there was no soul master master in Arashi Village. The person with the strongest soul power is not at the level of a first-grade soul master. And these fire sickles that he carried. All of them are fire-type demon beasts that can kill a first-grade soul master, and this time they came to Lanzhi Village to slaughter the village, and they were determined to win.

But the human race in front of him, if he didn't reach the level of a first-grade soul master, how could he have such an agile speed?

As he was in a state of distraction, the light refracted by a snow knife pierced his eyes.

"Who are you?" asked Redhead in a loud voice.

Murong Jin, who was standing less than ten zhang away in front of him, pointed at the red hair with a snow knife: "Don't care who is down there, Lanzhi Village can't be destroyed, let me go." ”

There was an unusual coercion in his faint tone. The group of fire sickles, led by a few of them, actually fell back a few feet.

The chill exuding from Murong Jin's body was no weaker than the killing intent in his eyes. The cold light refracted on that snow knife seemed to be able to freeze the heavens and the earth.

"Terran, who do you think you are? Don't bluff! In this Lan Village, there has never been a soul master who can compete with us!"

With his order, among the crows, dozens of them immediately rushed towards Murong Jin. The fire sickle was surrounded by a thick flame, and the scorching sensation it brought everywhere it went was extraordinary. And the few who are the first few happen to be the strongest, and the flame power is a few points stronger than the other fire sickles.

They swallowed the flames and forced them towards Murong Jin. Murong Jin held the snow knife blade in both hands, closed his eyes for a moment, exerted force with both hands, and the snow knife swung in the air, and a strong wind whirlwind followed the blade against the air, enveloping the dozens of fire sickles. The flames burning all over the fire sickle suddenly disappeared, and the red feathers all over their bodies were stunned and fell under the tearing of the wind, and a few of them almost became hairless bald chickens.

Frightened and frightened, they were about to flee and spread their wings, but suddenly felt a cold air invade their bodies, and they couldn't move for a moment, and they fell into the clouds one after another.

"Yes, you're kind of funny. Seeing that dozens of fire sickles were easily wiped out by Murong Jin, a different smile appeared on the red-haired face.

I don't know what's going on this time, the information to ward off evil spirits is so unreliable. However, the man in front of him has some ability, so he can accompany himself to try his hand and warm up.

"Go back and tell your leader, this city has my Murong Jin here, even if the four elders under the Holy Monarch come, don't even think about touching it!" Murong Jin said in a loud voice.

"What? I heard you right, you actually told me that your name is Murong Jin?" The red-haired monster laughed, "That's one of our Holy Monarch's most favored generals, the four elders have to let him be three points thin, how old are you, dare to pretend to be a celebrity in front of the Holy Monarch?"

"How old am I?" Murong lowered his eyebrows and sneered, "I can take your life with a flip of my palm!"

"Joke!" how could the red hair tolerate his arrogance, roared, rushed out of the crows, and stood opposite Murong Jin. A black flame condensed in his hand and looked directly at Murong Jin. Just as he was preparing to fight, Murong Jin suddenly closed his eyes slightly.

"Have you ever seen a set of palm techniques that fell from the sky?"

Murong Jin, who closed his eyes, said, his voice was not high, but it was like a bell ringing, lingering between heaven and earth for a long time, and he couldn't get rid of it. A flock of fire sickles flew in fear when they heard this, and they confused their formation, and in an instant, they chose to eat back in the direction they were flying.

A strong cold wind swept from above and down after the crows fled. Red hair was wondering, but he felt that the strong wind was overwhelming him. The black flames in his palms shook in horror like tarsal bodies. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he raised his eyes to look higher, and a huge palm covered in ice and snow fell from the sky and slapped straight at his head.

"Oh no!" Red Hair realized that the situation was not good, and was about to run, but there was not enough strength in his legs to support him from the pressure of the wind. The wind swept in, carrying a growing chill and sealing it down.

"Fall!" Murong Jin's eyes widened angrily and shouted.

The force of the palm increased the strength of the coercion, and it slapped it alive, knocking the red hair down the clouds. And with a roll of his palm, he held the red hair in it, and the ice and snow palm shook it hard, and the red hair suddenly turned into a puddle of pus.

"Ignorant shrimp soldier crab general!" Murong Jin clasped his palms together and withdrew his soul power.

The ice between the clouds gradually dissipated, and the crows were long gone. All is calm.

But at this time, Murong Jin's face was not calm, but a little more dignified. He looked from afar, and a group of demon beasts had already invaded Arashi Village. They are all fire-attribute monsters.

Beast tides of this magnitude are rare. The demon beasts were not commanded by a leader, but they rushed to the interior of Arashi Village in a neat formation, as if they had planned it a long time ago.

There is no way to find their leader, and it is difficult to control the actions of the monster beast tide. Now there are at least tens of thousands of demon beasts attacking Arashi Village, and if you can't be the king of Qin, you can only kill them hard, what a troublesome problem this is!

That's all I have to do. Only by keeping Arashi no Village can you get out of the Shura Field. Murong Jin gritted his teeth and flew towards the beast tide.

When the demons were killing wildly, they only felt that the heavens and the earth were cold, and the snowflakes were flying, and freezing points fell from the sky and shot straight into the middle of them.

The dozens of demon beasts at the front were directly shot by the freezing point and fell to the ground. There are also many who are discouraged, looking up at the source of the freezing point on the firmament. A black dot suddenly appeared, and it fell to the ground with a sound, and the surrounding dust was flying, and the sand and gravel were stirred, and then slowly rolled down.

The snow knife that flashed with silver edge pointed to the ground, and Murong Jin strode forward, swinging the knife, gathering all the soul power on the blade, and then released it, forcing it towards the surrounding demon beasts.

The freezing point spread out from the center to the surroundings, and hundreds of demon beasts only froze into ice sculptures in a moment, unable to move. The other monsters reacted, and the real threat was in front of them.

They stopped running towards Arashi no Village. Instead, they gradually surrounded Murong Jin, and the fire leopards closest to him knelt down, chirped in a low voice, and then pounced towards Murong Jin.

"Evil beast, dare to be my enemy!" Murong Jin roared, and the snow knife swung down, beheading several fire leopards led by him. He stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist and swung it out, where the fist hit, the space cracked one after another, the air temperature within a radius of 100 zhang instantly dropped, the grass and trees froze, and it was barren.

The hundreds of demon beasts that surrounded them instantly lost their soul sense, stiff as sculptures.

"Slash!"

The snow knife was held in his hand, and he waved it in response, and the demon beast ice sculptures flashed with the light of the knife and followed the dregs. The demon beasts on the periphery seemed to realize that the situation was not satisfactory, and they were afraid, and retreated one by one, and the encirclement gradually dispersed.

Murong Jin held the snow knife in his hand and strode forward, and his slender figure revealed the style of a king. His eyes were slightly closed, and when he opened them again, the majestic killing intent suddenly refracted out, and the demons were shaken, and a wave spread out along the inside to the outside, and half of them fell directly to the ground.

The demons panicked. It didn't take long for a different commotion. A flash of fire opened the way, and a row of demon beasts on the south side automatically hid to the side.

"Looks like you're not in the same rank as them. A grim laugh rang out. A shadow stood in the air, slowly flying from the place where the demon beast got out of the way, the sunlight gilding his long hair, and a smile on his snow-white face.

"Don't talk about them, even you, you are not qualified to compete with me!" Murong Jin looked back, in the direction where the voice came from.

Familiar figure. Dressed in white, with red eyebrows and red lips.