Chapter Twenty-Three: Hundred Rivers Break Through the Flames and Thunder
Qiu Yu stood at the head of the seven, looking at Jue in front of him in a conical shape, the sky thundered continuously, the clear sky had turned red, and the churning red clouds carried a sense of destruction and destruction. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Unprecedentedly dignified, Qian Yu stood in front of the six people, all the weapons had been withdrawn on their backs, their right hands were on the back shoulder of the person in front, strong ability fluctuations emerged, among the seven people, only the frontmost Qian Yu maintained the gray instrument extremely condensed, and the last Han Lingyun was still Jin Chi, Yu Chang Sikong, Ruan Wenbin, Xu Wenjun and the three of them are all in the willow dye realm, a little higher than Jie, reaching Miao, and Xie Yu, who is standing behind Qiu Yu, has already reached the empty realm, and all kinds of colors have converged on Qiu Yu, and everyone has gone all out to Qiu Yu without reservation.
Qian Yu's whole body was wrapped in a dazzling light, and he couldn't distinguish any color, and the audience of tens of thousands of people was silent, as if they were afraid that their voices would affect the performance of several people in the audience, and some people's hearts were already hanging in the air, because ordinary people didn't dare to let others input the Yiji Qi in their bodies into their bodies, and the slightest carelessness might cause a fight with the Yiji Qi in the body, which would result in a few months of cultivation or death on the spot.
At this time, Qian Yu let the seven different Yi Ji Qi converge in his body at the same time, which is simply playing with fire.
Above the sky, the red cloud has been condensed to a terrifying realm, no one will doubt it, if it is directly hit by the thunder, it will definitely be wiped out on the spot, fear is confused in everyone's hearts, even those in the city who have not yet come to the arena have stopped at this moment, put down the unfinished business in their hands, and looked up at the bright red thunderclouds, there is no sound in the arena, not even the sound of birds, beasts, insects and fish.
The roar sounded, and a golden flame rushed out in the form of lightning towards Qian Yu and the others in the field, and the thunder directly hit the Qian Yu who was standing at the forefront, instantly soaring dozens of meters of smoke, and the smoke was billowing out, no one could see the changes in the field, and no half of the figures appeared for a long time.
Anxiety appeared in the eyes of everyone, after the previous two battles, these young people in the field have been deeply engraved in their minds, the Yan clan reveres the strong more than the other four clans, they have forgotten that these are only eighteen or nineteen-year-old children in the field, they only know that the group of people in front of them can compete with the god of war of the entire Yan clan, in their hearts are already heroic existence, if they change to themselves, they don't even have the courage to face it, they are now more worried about whether the heroes on the field can still be under the terrifying thunder or come out.
Some of the weak-willed people in the audience have burst into tears, many people are shaking their heads with sighs, some people are depressed, and a gloomy mood appears in the eyes of everyone, Yan Dong's face is also full of melancholy, looking at the field with sad frowns, the only thing that remains unchanged is Ruan Wendi, she keeps smiling and looking at the smoke in front of her, without the slightest nervousness.
Yan Dong and the others asked, "Do you really think they can resist Yan Lei?"
Ruan Wendi chuckled and said, "Although intuition is a very nihilistic thing, I am convinced. Don't forget that my brother is in there too," he said, pointing to the smoke.
"Look, what's that?"
"It's them, they're still standing"
Everyone in the audience gradually saw the situation in the arena, and they gave a standing ovation, cheering from their mouths, and everyone also burst into tears and laughed.
In the field, a few people in the circle of Qian Yu appeared, a depression of dozens of meters appeared, and the deep pit was like a ripple caused by a stone thrown into the water, and Xie Yu and the other six people had already sat cross-legged to recover their own consumption.
And the back of the feather has no wings, but the whole person is suspended in the air, the black and gray instrument is extremely condensed in front of him, the sleeve of the left hand has turned to ashes, and a thick arm is exposed to the air, it is better to say that it is an arm, it is better to say that the dragon arm is more appropriate, the black scales cover his entire arm, the muscle lines are close to the point of exaggeration, the sharp dragon claws are placed on the chest, and there is a slow smoke drifting, which is obviously caused by the thunder just now, which makes people feel a little weird.
The originally slightly short silver hair of Qiu Yu was now waist-long, and the spotless silver threads floated behind him, and the black-gray air currents converged towards Qiu Yu's left arm at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
Jue looked at the scene in front of him, surprised, puzzled, and expectant, and all kinds of complicated emotions came to mind.
"Wouldn't this ability also be taught by Brother Rui!, but I've never seen Brother Rui show such an ability," Yan Dong said to himself.
Li Xichen's mouth opened in surprise, unable to say anything for a long time, Ruan Wendi looked at the field thoughtfully, and Yi Xuan's mind spun rapidly, "Maybe I should get closer to Qian Yu more."
Everyone has different thoughts, if they face the thunder by themselves, they can't get out of it.
The whites of Qian Yu's eyes at this time have turned dark gray, but the pupils are getting brighter and brighter, but the white pupils are still slightly gray, and the voice is heavy, and there is a sentence from afar, "Canglong breaks through a hundred rivers"
Heaven and earth continued to tremble unscrupulously, Qiu Yu's whole person disappeared, and the huge flame thunder once again let out a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, hitting a little in the air, and Qiu Yu's figure appeared at the forefront of the thunder light.
"Boom" Yan Thunder hit Qi Yu's palm, making a sound like a flame entering water, the white mist spread, and the time of two breaths dissipated in the air, and the crowd in the distance looked at Qi Yu's understatement action, as if he directly absorbed Yan Thunder into the palm of his hand, and was surprised to change everyone's thoughts again, I couldn't believe that the same attack was the result of two extremes, so that many people couldn't adapt to everything they saw in front of them.
The figure disappeared again, leaving only a faint gray-black afterimage in the air, and no one found any trace of the feather, but saw the tumbling red clouds in the sky violently intertwined and then together, rotating faster and faster, and the whole red cloud presented a huge cloud vortex.
Five huge gray-black cracks directly divided the whirlpool into five, each crack was one zhang wide, more than ten zhang long, the whirlpool was suddenly interrupted, the red cloud was directly defeated, disappeared, the sky suddenly changed from the previous red-burning clouds back to the original light gray, the deep blue sky gradually restored the original scene.
Qi Yu appeared in front of everyone's eyes again, but the dragon arm had gradually disappeared, and his own arm was restored, but there was an extra nail shell-sized reverse scale at the elbow of his left hand, which could not be seen in the distance at all, and his hair returned to its original length, and the gray-black Yiji Outer Condensation also quietly dispersed.
Xie Yu looked at Qian Yu in front of him with a little excitement, but he didn't expect him to really do it, more than ten people outside the arena rushed up, throwing Qian Yu high into the air, and tens of thousands of people cheered from the audience, resounding throughout the land of the Yan clan, lasting five or six minutes.
Qi Yucai landed again, he walked towards Jue, and respectfully arched his hand and said: "Senior, fortunately not dishonored"
Jue tapped his head lightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
The cheers in the stadium did not diminish in the slightest, some were surprised, some were puzzled, some were shocked, and more were excited, excited about what appeared on the field, and proud of themselves to have experienced such a battle.
In the empty arena, there are only a few dozen people left in the repair team to renovate and renovate the venue, and the damage caused by the battle is not small, but compared to the positive energy it brings, it is not enough to worry about.
The previous battle, so that every Yan people relish, they are proud of their luck to be present to see the whole process of the game, those who missed the day can only secretly regret, the process of this battle in the entire Yan tribe word of mouth, lasted for more than half a month before a slight ease, but many years later the Yan tribe has a similar legend, and the well-known story 'Baichuan breaks the flame thunder'
On a quiet night, the stars dotted the entire sky, and the lights of thousands of homes crept on the huge giant beast of Yancheng, and no one would question the power of this giant beast. In the north of Yancheng, in the dormitory of the Chiyan Palace, four people sat around a round table.
"How do you feel?" The person who spoke was Yan Dong, the city lord of Yancheng, and Xie Yu said after hearing it: "I don't think this son is a thing in the pool, if you don't hurry up now, maybe you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Yan Dong was silent in thought, and after a long time, he nodded slowly and said, "This is in line with my thoughts, but I don't think he will be limited to any city" After speaking, he shook his head regretfully.
"Lord Yan City, your consideration is indeed thorough, but have you thought about it, there are lessons from the past, why not learn from it directly?" As soon as these words came out, the three of them turned their heads to look at Yu Chang Sikong who was speaking, making him shut up and stop talking, he is the leader of the younger generation of the heart of the realm, this time he followed Yi Xuan to Yan City, conveyed the news of the summit of the five clans, and also took this opportunity to experience, after the battle, Yi Xuan was invited to the Chiyan Palace.
Yan Dong was slightly stunned, suddenly raised his head with a slight understanding, and said: "It seems to be like that, Sikong, you go on" directly omitted the surname, which shows the importance he attaches to the latter.
Yu Chang Sikong thought that he had said the wrong thing, but now he was suddenly asked again, and he was in a good mood, and said, "Lord Yancheng, don't you think that the practice of leaving Ye and leaving Jie is a good lesson from the past?" Although I don't know their starting point, but for a fledgling person, the first home is definitely the most precious place, even if he is not limited to Yancheng in the future, but this does not prevent him from having a great kindness to Yancheng, and now he has achieved nothing, try to help him in this period, it will definitely be much better than being courteous when he soars in the future!"
Speaking of which, he also knew that there was no need to continue to explain the rest, talking, and the four of them talked all night.
"Sister, how did you know that he could lead everyone to victory?"
"Well, did I tell you that he led everyone to victory?"
"I think there is."
"I didn't say that, I just thought he might be a blockbuster"
"Anyway, how do you know?"
"Didn't I say that before? It's a woman's instinct."
"Sister, if I hadn't grown up behind you since I was a child, I really thought you would be a god, a woman's intuition is a terrible thing"
Such a conversation can be seen almost everywhere on this night, and the appearance of a small person has aroused the attention of the entire Yancheng high-level, and even the protagonist in the conversation does not know whether it is a blessing or a curse.