Chapter 193: Rain Bucket

The country stood under the iron locust tree for a day.

At sunset, a large dark cloud drifted in the sky, and soon the wind and clouds surged, and the rain poured down.

There weren't many people passing by, and the rain was heavy, and when the night struck again, no one walked for a quarter of an hour.

In winter, there is a depressed scene everywhere, but the iron locust behind Jiang Shan does not see the leaves withering, and the space under the tree is a few feet, but there is no rain falling.

Jiang Shan didn't bother to move his body, occasionally raised his eyes to look, and then closed his eyes again.

At midnight, a long roar burst out in the distant sky, and the rivers and mountains were instantly alert. At the same time, a figure suddenly rose in the alley opposite the iron locust tree, speeding away in the rain.

The speed can be said to be extremely fast, as soon as it appeared, it had already crossed dozens of houses, and by the time the country chased out, there was already no trace.

Fortunately, with Gu Yu's guidance, coupled with the full force of the "Thunder Rush", the speed was as fast as lightning, and he quickly chased to the beach, and he could see a small boat leaving the island in the heavy rain.

There were a lot of boats tied to the shore, and there were lights in the boats, so I didn't have time to think about it, so I jumped into a small boat indiscriminately, and the rivers and mountains urged the boatmen to start the boat.

The people who can survive around the "Sword Valley" have some means, that is, these boatmen are also the top masters in the mortal rivers and lakes.

At this time, the boat sailed in the opposite direction to the "Sword Valley", although the wind and rain were urgent, but it did not hinder the sight of the rivers and mountains, and after an hour or so, the surrounding islands were becoming fewer and fewer. Even the occasional island appears, and it is also wooded, and there is no trace of people.

After another half an hour, we only passed two islands. The boatman was already a little irritable in his heart, the farther away from the "Sword Valley", the more worried he was, and he complained in a small voice, basically saying that today's trip was "unlucky".

An island appeared in front of him again, and this time the boat in front of it sailed straight over, and when the boat arrived, the boat was ready to turn around, and when the country looked to the shore, the person who was on the boat was long gone.

The two boatmen thought they knew each other, said hello to each other, and made an appointment to turn around together, and they heard some peace of mind in their words.

Jiang Shan smiled in his heart, threw a few spars, and jumped off the bow of the boat.

At this time, the rain is not abating, and the water from the high places on the island gathers and rushes down, and the beach is mixed with sand and water, and there is no place to foothold. The figure of the young man had disappeared, and Jiang Shan ran directly into the trees.

After walking a distance, there was a path in the forest. Jiangshan was happy in his heart, and walked along the road, after half a cup of tea, the forest gradually disappeared, and a flat land appeared in front of him.

There are three or two trees mixed together, and there are several dilapidated thatched huts.

The rain hits the grass house, and there is a tendency to tear down the house and press the house.

Jiang Shan did not approach, there was a distance from the thatched hut to hide his body, quietly turned to the front of the thatched hut, and saw that in the dark night rain, the young man on the island who changed dressing stood straight in the heavy rain.

The rain washed away, the hair stuck to the face, and the clothes were wet.

He held the long sword in his arms, but the look in his eyes was extremely flat, but his hands were clenched in his sleeves, and his upright body trembled slightly, but it already revealed the excitement in his heart at this time.

"It's coming!" suddenly came a voice from the room, and the voice was extremely flat.

The young man's hand shook slightly, the long sword in his arms sounded to himself, and he jumped up gently, and the light flashed, illuminating the rain curtain all over the sky. The long sword was already an inch out of its sheath, and the boundless murderous aura spread.

The huts bore the brunt of the cracks, and they all cracked in the middle with a "quack" sound.

The thatch was fluttering one after another, and before it could fly, the grass was already broken into powder.

The hut just disappeared into thin air in the blink of an eye.

In the original hut, a person was revealed.

The same young man wore a garment that dazzled even in the darkness of a rainy night.

The fine clothes were not stained with the slightest rain, and the heavy rain suddenly stopped a few feet above the man's head, and was bounced away from afar.

The young man sat cross-legged on a wooden couch, and the water stirred up by the violent sword qi splashed countless splashes outside the wooden couch, but it was difficult to make any more progress.

The sound of the sword rubbing against the scabbard came out slowly, and the young man in black slowly drew out the long sword, and the tip of the sword was raised, straight towards the young man on the wooden couch. The excitement finally settled down at this moment, and all he could see was the sword in his hand and the young man in his eyes for a moment.

"Xiao Wu, you can't kill me, why bother!" the young man smiled faintly.

The long sword trembled slightly, and a white smoke instantly rose from the sword's body, and the clear long sword suddenly began to turn red from the hilt, and in less than a breath, the whole sword was bright red.

The white smoke rising from the sword instantly submerged Xiao Wu's body, and the blazing breath quickly evaporated the water around him. The running water under your feet disappeared completely, the fallen leaves quickly boiled, and the wet ground gradually became dry, and then small cracks were revealed.

Xiao didn't pause, and in an instant, his body catapulted forward, and where his body passed, he walked out of a dry road.

The tip of the sword did not deviate by half a point, and it went straight to Zhao Ping'an.

This sword focuses on a fast word, Jiang Shan looked at it, and saw that Xiao Wu was still a few zhang away when he moved, and there was no time to turn his mind, and the red long sword had already arrived in front of Zhao Ping'an's forehead.

And Zhao Ping'an didn't seem to think about it, he just seemed to raise his hand, and a dark long sword appeared inadvertently, and a sword was already on Xiao Wu's long sword.

The bright swords intersected without making the slightest sound, but Xiao Wu's long sword had already deviated slightly, slashing past Zhao Ping'an's neck, and the latter's dark long sword disappeared somewhere at this time.

Zhao Ping'an also said a fast word with a sword, even faster than Xiao Wu's sword, without a trace, without a trace, the country was shocked, such a sword, there was a bit of his "sword drawing" momentum.

Fast, it's too fast.

"Xiao Wu, you can't kill me!" Zhao Ping'an and Xiao Wu looked at each other closely, but the words they said did not mean to fight for their lives.

Xiao Wu was silent, but his body had already reached Zhao Ping'an's less than a foot away.

At this time, the sword was behind Zhao Ping'an, and it was already too late to withdraw the long sword at this time, and it was bound to be exposed, and Xiao Wuwu simply abandoned the sword.

At the same time, a pair of long legs had already been kicked out in a row, and the huge leg wind howled in the dark night, and the heavy rain was shaken apart by the chain legs.

The long sword broke away from Xiao Wu's control, and it also did not fall, but suddenly turned around and shot towards Zhao Ping'an's back.

Zhao Ping'an's body suddenly swayed like catkins, and the whole person sat cross-legged and rose from the ground for more than a zhang, avoiding Xiao Wu's front and back attacks in a single shot.

"Xiao Wu, if you are stubborn again, don't blame me for being ruthless, for the sake of the face of our former brothers, I have already conceded two moves to you. Zhao Ping'an shouted.

"Brother, you are just drawing my picture! Since they can kill it, how can I not kill it, you don't kill it at this time, I'm afraid that after I die, you will never get the whereabouts of that picture again! Hmph, that's a good thing to say, it's just Zhao Ping'an, today is an endless situation, I can't kill you, and I will leave my life today! Huangquan Ghost Mansion, I can also have an explanation with a few brothers!"

"I don't know whether to live or die, your 'Jindan' double cultivation is compared to my 'Jindan' triple realm, you don't know death, I will fulfill you, that picture is so precious, presumably you will always never leave your body, it's a big deal that you will search for your body after you die!"

"Good, good" Xiao Wu was already grief-stricken.