General Zhongzhou and Hejian Taishou Cheng have lived for so many years, have been fighting in battle for a long time, have commanded thousands of troops and horses, and have also had impassioned heroic years. Even if you are in a Jedi and die for a lifetime, you have not experienced it. However, today, when he finally saw the situation he was about to face, he was already full of tears and regrets.

The flooding water of the Yellow River came from the north, and after pouring into the Qifeng Valley, it swept away the rubble, dead wood and all the mess rushing forward, and the water was amazing. And with the outlet blocked, the water level rises rapidly. Some of those who did not have time to move to higher ground at the bottom of the valley immediately became grasshoppers in the water and were quickly submerged in them. The sound of struggling and crying came and went.

And more people fled to the vicinity of the Yuwang Temple, looking at the approaching water level in horror, the depth of the water skyrocketed a few feet in the blink of an eye, and if it went on like this, I am afraid that it would not take a stick of incense to make everyone become fish and shrimp in the water.

"General Cheng! Right now...... What should I do? ”

Ni Kuan, the master of Zuo Neishi, who has always been as stable as Mount Tai and everything under control, was also panicked at this time. Perhaps it is at the moment of life and death that we can truly see the essence of human beings. On the contrary, Liu Guangling, the general of Yulin, had a better psychological quality, and looking at the scene in front of him, although his face was also blue, he did not lose his proportions.

Cheng Buzhi was upset and didn't know how to answer. At this point, what can he do? It happened too suddenly, and now they are all trapped here, tens of thousands of people are waiting to die, no matter how brave he and his soldiers are, they can't move the mountain in such a short time, let alone save people.

"Pity these tens of thousands of people, are they all going to die here today? King Dayu! Thou shalt manifest thy spirit...... Save everyone! ”

Cheng Buzhi's eyes stared at the exit of the valley that was blocked more than ten zhang high, and his words were full of sadness.

"It would be nice if we could find a way to open this passage......."

Cheng Hu, who was following closely behind Cheng Buzhi, muttered half a sentence, but immediately stopped talking. He lowered his head in discouragement, not looking too much, but he also knew that all he was throwing at him were looking at him like idiots. The situation is already obvious, all the people who fled to the platform on this side of the Yuwang Temple want to live, the only way is to open the mouth of the blocked valley, the water rushes down the terrain, and the water level in the natural valley goes down.

But it's simply not possible! At least in the current critical situation, there is no way to do it in a short period of time. The boulders and the thick trees and the dead vines and weeds that rolled down were crisscrossing horizontally and vertically to block the mud and sand and the flow of water. Even if there is no heavy water, it will take more than half a day to use the army to remove it with equipment. And now, there is no way to get close to it with human power. What can be done but to wait for death!

The raging water was blocked in its way, and it seemed to be an angry beast, stirring up even greater waves, and the rocks on the peaks over there were like rain, rolling down into the water, and the power was even more amazing. The power of man, in the face of the destructive power of nature, is almost insignificant.

In the midst of this despair, I suddenly heard a scream from ahead. When Cheng Buzhi raised his head and followed the prestige, he seemed to have seen something incredible, and his eyes widened suddenly.

The wind was howling, the turbid waves were raging, and among the rocks that kept rolling down, someone climbed through the cliffs with knives, and then stood on a large rock blocking the mouth of the valley in a few ups and downs. The wind blows up his clothes, and the peaks on both sides are like giants embracing, at this moment, this figure seems to have condensed the strength of thousands of mountains, raising the knife above his head, like the wild hero who split Huashan in ancient mythology, it shook violently, and the wood and stones under the knife flew ......!

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at the man who began to chop the blockage under his feet with the knife in his hand, and countless people looked up and opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say.

He ...... Yuan Zhao...... What does he want to do?! ”

Ni Kuan forgot his identity as the minister of Jiuqing. He clutched his unknown arm tightly, and if his eyes could have widened a little longer, he believed that his eyeballs would be about to roll out.

"He's slashing at the collapsed mountain with a knife!"

Cheng didn't say a word, just watched firmly. The answer to Zuo Neishi's question was the partial general Cheng Hu. The man clutched his knife tightly, and his eyes burst with a burning light.

"With a knife...... Splitting, splitting mountains?"

Ni Kuan's eyes were straight, such a thing was beyond his understanding as a well-educated scribe. Is Yuan Zhao crazy or stupid? Trying to break through the valley with manpower...... Ni Kuan wanted to seek an answer that he could understand, but no one paid attention to him, and everyone held their breath, staring at the "giant" wielding the long knife without blinking.

Yuan Zhao was not that tall. But when he stood in this place more than ten feet high, of course, he looked unusually tall. The wind is full of sleeves, the people are the same, and his feelings are like the mountains and rivers, which have never changed! When he saw the people who had unfortunately died floating on the water, and heard countless terrified and tragic cries in his ears, he resolutely made up his mind.

If you have the ability, you don't need to retreat! One, two, three...... Waist-thick trees have been cut down, huge rocks have been broken, rubble has fallen, and water waves have stirred! Yuan Zhao no longer spared no effort, gathered the dantian, the qi machine flowed all over the body, and after a few knives, the Han standard saber in his hand had been damaged and could not be used again.

"Here comes the knife!"

He let out a loud shout and threw away the waste knife. His eyes were like electricity, sweeping towards the crowd in front of King Yu's temple. As if awakened by a sudden start, someone jumped up and responded loudly.

"I have a knife!"

Cheng Hu, who jumped to the nearest place from there in a few steps, used all his strength, the tiger roared, and the steel knife in his hand jumped straight across the water, was caught by Yuan Zhao in his hand, took it out of the sheath, and slashed down horizontally.

Time is of the essence, and the tide is rising very fast, and it immediately begins to overflow the temple platform. Yuan Zhao didn't look at the crowd of people in the valley who were constantly screaming, he just concentrated on constantly slashing all the obstacles under his feet with the knife he had exchanged, sweating profusely, and his blood was churning, and he did not hesitate to do so.

Cheng Hu, who was standing at the very edge of the platform, his arm was numb, and he once again took a knife from the sergeant's hand. The water had already overflowed his waist, however, the man did not take a step back, because this was the closest distance to Yuan Zhao.

The knife is broken, and it is already the thirteenth knife!

Cheng Hu's eyes were red, and he threw the knife with his last strength, and then he almost fell into the water...... But the knife was not thrown into Yuan Zhao's hand, and it fell into the water from a long distance.

A strong hand grabbed his helmet and pulled Cheng Hu up, who was about to slide into the deep valley water. Then he saw Cheng Buzhi, who had saved him, threw his "Kuangzheng" treasure knife with his other hand.

"Pick up the knife"!

Yuan Zhao took another deep breath. Continuously exerting all his strength, even with his physique, he already felt that his breath was not smooth. Fortunately, the side that blocked the valley had been split with great effort, and the water began to rush through, and perhaps with a little more strength, he could break through the last particularly large rock, and make the outlet bigger, so that those people in the valley should have more time to escape.

When the knife came again, Yuan Zhao took advantage of the situation and held it, feeling extremely heavy. Draw the knife out of the sheath, dazzling. He was in good spirits and secretly praised "good knife"! But he couldn't bear to destroy this treasure knife, so he condensed his strength in his chest, held it with both hands, and slashed down with seven points of strength and three points of sharpness!

Although the boulder is strong, it can't withstand his full blow. As far as the knife could reach, the rocks were torn apart, and with the roar of the water, the chaotic trees, vines and grasses that were intertwined slowly began to collapse. The water in the valley was like a burst in a levee, rushing into the distance.

The people near the temple of King Yu had been flooded to their chests, and when they were desperate, they suddenly heard a loud noise, their bodies were light, and the water level was rapidly decreasing.

No one doubts it anymore. The man who stood on a high place, like a mountain god, really slashed half of the mountain with his knife and let go of the flood demon!

Yuan Zhao didn't expect this knife to be so successful, and he was equally happy in his heart. Seeing that the flood was rolling down and the place where he landed was about to collapse, he no longer hesitated, threw the treasure knife and inserted it into the mountain wall on the side of the temple, and gave it back to Cheng Buzhi, saying "Thank you" in his mouth! Then, without stopping at his feet, he lifted his breath and jumped towards the protruding rocks between the cliffs that he had already seen. With a little leverage once he had settled there, he would be able to return to the temple platform safely.

However, no one thought that at this moment, a sudden change was born! More than a dozen zhang away, the killing machine flickered, and a sharp sound of breaking the sky came, piercing the air in the valley, and more than ten iron arrows arrived in the blink of an eye, and the breath of death suddenly enveloped the mountain rock where Yuan Zhao was about to land.

With tens of thousands of eyes in front of them, how could they have expected that someone would dare to take his life in such a situation! Even Yuan Zhao himself would never have expected it. And this is exactly the ruthlessness of the person who shot it. And what's even more vicious is that the other party knows that Yuan Zhao is powerful, these flashing arrows are not directly shooting, but calculating his foothold in advance, and the killing move is to make him in a dilemma!

Yuan Zhao was in mid-air, if he continued to move forward, he would inevitably be hit by an arrow, he was helpless, forced a flip in the air, and his body fell sharply, wanting to return to the original foothold, and then climb the mountain wall again after borrowing strength.

Unexpectedly, before his toes fell, the last corner of the gravel had been washed away by the flood. And the evil aura behind him is not reduced, and the feather arrows are constantly shooting at him......!

"Humph! Yuan Zhao, so you don't die yet? ”

Seeing that the figure that had been hit by several arrows and finally submerged in the water was quickly swept away by the surging flood, Liu Guangling, the general of the Yulin Army, threw away the iron bow in his hand and showed a demonic sneer.