Chapter Seventy-Two: Galloping Horses, Thunder on a Rainy Night (Second Update)
Hua Changkai moved slightly, dodged and avoided, Jian Bing'er pounced, she turned her head and called Hua Changkai again, but this time Hua Changkai stood there like a fool and looked at the sky in the distance.
Jian Bing'er punched Hua Changkai, but he was not able to shake him in the slightest, but his powder fist hurt terribly.
"You..."
"Let's go!" Hua Changkai's gaze retracted from the meteor that crossed the sky, turned his head to interrupt Jian Bing'er's words, reached out and grabbed her wrist and swept towards the outside of the forest.
"Let go of me!" Jian Bing'er reacted and let out a shout, but the person had already been taken by Hua Changkai to the outside of the deep forest.
Hua Changkai didn't have the heart to explain to her at this time, so he pressed her directly on the horse's back, then turned over on the horse and shook the whip.
The meteor, and the vision I sensed...
Just like the Great Grandmaster's breakthrough, it will inevitably cause changes in heaven and earth, and the death of the Great Grandmaster will also have special changes.
Now that the flowers are always blooming, it is already the strength of the Jiupin realm, plus the black cat is hanging there, and it feels a little deeper naturally.
The black cat said in his mind: "If you didn't guess wrong, it should be Liu Wanli..."
"Are you sure?"
"It's basically certain, the stronger the strength, the stronger the heaven and earth changes caused by the fall..."The black cat said: "And stepping into the realm of the Great Grandmaster, although it will also cause the changes in the heavens and the earth, but relatively speaking, the strength of the cultivators who have just entered the realm of the Great Grandmaster is not as strong as that of the old great masters, so the changes in the heavens and the earth caused by it are much smaller." ”
"But just now... At this moment, we are so far away that we can actually feel it, and I want to come to Lidu. Only Liu Wanli is the most likely. After all, he was seriously injured," said the black cat.
"That sword tyrant should not be worse than Liu Wanli. Why doesn't anyone know? Hua Changkai asked.
The black cat said: "First, because the place where the sword tyrant fell is too far away, and the other is not that no one knows, people who have the realm of a great grandmaster, or people who are close to the sword tyrant, such as Mo Mo, must know..."
When Hua Changkai heard this, he stopped talking, but kept sending the vitality in his body to the horses under him.
He was anxious now, if Liu Wanli was still there. The new emperor must not dare to go too far, at least not dare to do anything to Qing Wanrou before the World Conference, before Wanrou really marries him.
But now that Liu Wanli has fallen, the Righteous Sword Sect can be said to have fallen directly from the top sect to the sect at the end of the first-class sect, so if the new emperor wants to use strength, it is not something that the Righteous Sword Sect can compete with at all.
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On the top of the Black Mountain from the capital, Wei Guogong led the troops composed of Long Yangwei and the internal guards to surround the mountain, and the dead monk took several Jiupin warrior monks who survived the night of leaving the capital to suppress the formation.
When they found out on the mountain, Liu Wanli had already dispersed, and only Liu Wushuang was kneeling there.
"Please mourn," Wei Guogong came behind Liu Wushuang. He sighed, then took off the helmet on his head. Hold it in your hands and bow slightly.
No matter what, after all, Liu Wanli is a person who provokes the entire righteous path, and the existence of the three sects of the Demon Gate that he has not dared to be presumptuous for a hundred years, and now that he is leaving, he should be respected enough.
Many soldiers who arrived on the mountain, except for Long Yangwei, who was motionless, the internal guards and the Imperial Forest Army also took off their helmets and bowed their heads to express their condolences.
Under the moonlight, a woman dressed in white knelt in the middle, surrounded by soldiers wearing heavy armor, in this one, the scene was quiet and the atmosphere was solemn.
The cold snow in the sky was heavy, and the dead monk at the foot of the mountain put one hand in front of his mouth, bowed his head and said, "Amitabha..."
Behind him, the warrior monks also announced the Buddha's name.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the sea in the distance of Black Mountain, and with the cold sea, it turned into an ice rain, falling little by little, and in an instant a heavy rain fell.
The raindrops soaked Liu Wushuang's body, and fell into rain powder on the armor of Wei Guogong and the soldiers, turning into rain and mist, and it was hazy.
Wei Guogong stretched out his hand to wipe the rain from his face, raised his head to look at the sky, and saw a flash of white light in the sky, like sword light, but then the rumbling sound was a thunderclap.
With this thunder, the heavy rain on the Black Mountain began to drift to the entire Lidu.
"Down... It's raining..."Wei Guogong muttered.
Since the beginning of winter last year, the snow has been falling non-stop, and now it is the summer of the second year, but it is still frozen, but at this time, it suddenly rained, accompanied by thunder!
Although this rain is cold ice rain, after all, this is rain, not snow...
Raindrops fall from the sky to the ground, crashing on the streets, on the roofs of houses, on pedestrians...
Rainwater falls from the eaves, drips from trees, drenched pedestrians, and collects over the snow-covered streets, gradually forming streams that flow down the lows.
In the dark clouds above the sky, rolling thunder began to appear, and white thunder light after white light continued to shine in the night sky.
The thunder of the night was white, not cyan.
Above the Black Mountain, Liu Wushuang raised her head slightly, opened her eyes, looked up at the sky, and saw the white thunder light, she suddenly showed a smile, and then stood up.
Walking past Wei Guogong's side, walking past the side of the sergeants, she walked towards the bottom of the mountain step by step.
When she walked past the dead monk, she paused slightly, turned her head and said to the dead monk: "From now on, there will be no more willows in the world, only Liu Wushuang, and the Zhengjian Sect will always be the Zhengjian Sect." ”
The dead monk pronounced a Buddha name to her with his hands folded.
Liu Wushuang turned his head and left.
The dead monk watched her disappear into the rain curtain, and at the last moment, he seemed to see a straight sword moving through the rain, shooting under the thunder...
"Amitabha, this is the right sword." The Dead Monk said.
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A reef above the sea was exposed to the sea, standing still under the lapping of the waves, Long Aotian sat cross-legged on it, he opened his eyes, and saw the dark clouds of Lidu, and the rolling thunder.
He let out a sigh and said, "Unexpectedly, in the end, you still realized the true way of heaven and earth one step ahead of me. ”
After a while, there was suddenly no human figure on the reef, leaving only a few large words deep on it: "Unfortunately, you are dead." ”
There is no one under the sword of the sword tyrant, and the sword bully is invincible, but it is a pity that he died.
Liu Wanli was awe-inspiring, single-handedly picking up the righteous path for a hundred years, even in the end, he also killed the clone of Long Aotian, who had greatly increased his strength after absorbing the evil spirit Buddha, and realized the true way of heaven and earth, which caused a change in heaven and earth, so that the sky no longer snowed tonight, but rain and thunder.
However, it's a pity that he also died...
Greatness is for the deceased, and the world is for the living.
The dead are gone, and the living need to continue.
And then moving on doesn't mean moving forward, at least not for everyone.
Outside the capital, Liu Wanli's disciples were rushing back at this time, rushing back like crazy...
Outside the imperial city, Liu Wushuang appeared there, and the soldiers guarding the palace gate shouted: "What person! ”
Liu Wushuang didn't answer, just walked forward.
In the midst of the rain, arrows came and shattered in front of her.
There were shouts and flashes of knives beside her, all of which shattered as they got close to her.
When she walked into the Imperial City, no one could stop her, and the Imperial City Array was not launched, because she had no evil thoughts and killing intent in her heart, only righteousness.
When she came to the martial arts arena, she saw Qing Wanrou, who was also soaked, with rain and tears on her face, and called, "Senior sister, let's go home." ”
Qing Wanrou turned to look at her when she heard this, then turned her head and ran towards Liu Wushuang, threw herself into her arms, and finally began to cry loudly.
The new emperor stood up from under the canopy with an ugly face, he couldn't imagine how Liu Wushuang walked in, could it be that those soldiers guarding the imperial city were all-eaters?
He could see that Liu Wushuang was extremely dangerous now, and her eyes flashed with sword light, as if she could kill people from a distance of a hundred zhang with just her eyes.
This made him extremely insecure.
"Shoken Sect?" The Hehuan Sect Sect Master asked, her gaze falling on Liu Wushuang's body, tightened.
In the previous vision of heaven and earth, Qing Wanrou forcibly killed her subordinate Jiupin Dharma Protector with a sword, and at this time, it was raining heavily, and all this followed, and she never showed any emotion.
However, at this time, when she saw Liu Wushuang with the aura of a righteous sword, she was finally moved. (To be continued......)