"Click!"

From above the clouds, the sound of chains clashing sounded.

"Wow!"

The surrounding clouds, the cone-shaped air flow split by the blade, were completely cleansed, and in an instant, there were no clouds!

A transparent Wanzhang gate knife is completely presented in the Nine Heavens!

"Boom!"

The fifth thunderclap.

I saw that the gate knife sank downward!

"Boom!"

The space seemed to be split in half, and the world in Jia Qianyu's eyes seemed to be misplaced!

Just paused, and the gate knife began to move towards Jizhou City at a terrifying speed!

"Whew!"

In a trance, Jia Qianyu seemed to hear an old wail.

It's like an old man in the upper reaches of time, crying out of despair when he is dying.

The shouts flowed down the river of time, and after the length of thousands of years, they echoed at this moment!

"Boom!"

However, the gate knife on the head of Jizhou City fell ruthlessly.

Cut off Jizhou City!

Countless high-rise buildings began to collapse, and desperate cries for help could be faintly heard in the city.

Smoke and dust hung over the dead city, and it lasted for a long time.

"Jizhou City...... He's dead? ”

At this moment, Jia Qianyu had an absurd thought in his heart.

The city, dead, like a man, died.

The light that shrouded Jizhou City dissipated, and the five high-rise buildings in the ancient city of Penglai gradually converged their brilliance and returned to their simple and unpretentious appearance.

Until the evening, above the ruins of Jizhou, a blood-red sunset rose.

Five tall buildings shine again.

"Buzz!"

With a terrifying sound that shocked the whole world, it appeared again, and the endless blood glow continued to sink into Penglai City.

On the third day of August, the city of Jizhou fell.

When night came, the bright moon sprinkled on the ruins, and it was sparkling!

In the midst of the ruins, the transparent liquid scattered everywhere seemed to come alive, surging among the rubble.

Several liquids found a companion with each other, and eventually fused together.

Then, something amazing happened.

The liquid gathers, gradually grows larger, and then transforms into a human form.

A cold wind blew, and the humanoid liquid solidified at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Click!"

In the end, he turned into a stone man.

In the midst of the ruins, the army of stone men is reborn!

"Roar!"

There was a roar, and the stone figures scattered everywhere looked in the same direction.

Two hours later, on the official road outside the ruins, the army of 200,000 stone people gathered and continued to march north!

Further north on the official road, Jia Qianyu caught up with Zhao Zhen and the others, who were one step ahead.

"Drive!"

Hearing the sound from behind, Zhao Zhen stopped and waited for Jia Qianyu in place.

"Master Jia, there is a harvest."

Thinking of the catastrophe in the daytime, Jia Qianyu was still shocked.

"City Lord Zhao, as you said, Penglai is being reborn."

The corners of Zhao Zhen's mouth sank.

"If that's the case, then it's not like swallowing a city or a pool and giving up."

The commander of the Black Armor Army on the side also had a solemn face.

"I'm afraid, Penglai and the world have become endless."

Subsequently, Jia Qianyu relayed what he saw during the day to Zhao Zhen word for word.

Zhao Zhen's face was difficult to see.

"Penglai's methods are beyond imagination, but it seems that only by occupying the city through the stone army first, can the five high-rise buildings swallow the city, at least, we know a little more about it."

Jia Qianyu was silent, using a city as bait, and the information he learned was commendable, and the price was painful.

The Black Armor commander took out a carrier pigeon, tied the letter paper to his leg, and released it.

The pigeon then flew in a southeasterly direction.

Jia Qianyu frowned slightly, but did not speak.

On the fourth day of August, early in the morning.

The Qingzhou Army was marching westward.

A carrier pigeon flew into the barracks.

"City Lord! A war report came from the north! ”

Zhao Lan took the carrier pigeon and handed it to Bu Qingwen on the side.

Bu Qingwen slowly unfolded the letter paper, only to see four words written on it.

Luozi Jizhou.

Not long after, another carrier pigeon came from the west and disappeared into the barracks.

The news this time is:

The second sage has read the story told by Bu Gongzi and agreed to enter Penglai and help Bu Gongzi become one of the five, and the second sage said that this is what they owe to the Gu family.

Bu Qingwen crumpled the letter paper, and his eyes were full of inexplicable emotions.

"What's the matter, the plan is going well, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Lan looked at Bu Qingwen's preoccupied appearance, so he asked.

Between Bu Qingwen's eyebrows, the clouds were uncertain, and he sighed and looked to the east.

"These days, I have a strange feeling that he doesn't seem to be dead."

Zhao Lan exclaimed

"Impossible, Liang Gong watched him enter Taiyang City with his own eyes, and there is no possibility of survival."

Bu Qingwen's eyes lowered slightly.

"I hope so."

August 4th.

Chang Sheng and Yan Sihai went down to Kunlun, and on the way back to Qingzhou, they passed through Xiangxi Prefecture.

"I don't know how my brother is in Youzhou, and my sister-in-law who hasn't passed the door."

In the Yuelai Inn, Chang Sheng held his chin with his left hand and looked around with his eyes blankly.

Yan Sihai pressed his fingers on Chang Sheng's right hand, and his expression was a little serious.

Soon, he withdrew his fingers and looked at Chang Sheng strangely.

"It's strange, except for no trace of internal force in the body, everything else is normal, Shengwazi, your illness is cured."

Chang Sheng rolled his eyes.

"I feel it myself, you say."

Yan Sihai shook his head slightly, puzzled.

"Your illness comes from the blood of immortals, and now you are still a mortal, how could you suddenly get better."

Chang Sheng turned his head and looked at Yan Sihai for a while.

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"And how are you feeling now, what's unusual?"

Chang Sheng patted his chest and asked rhetorically

"Do you think there's something wrong with me?"

"Hey, have you heard, Jizhou is defeated."

In the inn, more than a dozen Jianghu guests were in groups of three or five, discussing the war on the front line from time to time.

"Jizhou has been defeated, and the north may not be protected."

A swordsman sighed repeatedly.

"What are you afraid of, there are still Jiajiazhuang and Chu's Villa in the north, and it's not so easy to lose."

At the other table, a bareback man sounded like a bell.

"I'm still worried about ourselves, our western martial arts, the power of the Sword Pavilion is no longer what it used to be, if the army of Xiangxi Prefecture is defeated, there will be no Jiajiazhuang and Chu's Villa."

Another swordsman drank alone and poured cold water on everyone.

Suddenly, the atmosphere inside the inn became dull.

"Smack!"

A purple-clothed young man slapped the table and said angrily

"What are you afraid of, my generation of Jianghu people cultivate themselves and practice martial arts, in order to hoe the strong and help the weak, and to ensure the peace of one party, now the enemy is current, it is the time for me to show my skills, then what Penglai stone army is just a pile of rotten stones, why be afraid?"

At the same table as him, there were also a man and a woman of the same age, all dressed in purple, as if they were from the same sect.

The young man's majestic declaration attracted everyone's attention, and they all threw themselves at their table.

The girl was a little restrained, secretly pulled the corner of the young man, and said in a low voice

"Senior brother!"

"Young people are a little bloody, I don't know what sect they come from, I haven't seen it."

The young man in purple was full of ambition, with a righteous face, ignoring the obstruction of his junior sister, his eyes swept around, and he said loudly

"In the thirteenth generation disciple of Xialanghuan Sword House, Xu Jingfeng."

"Langhuan Sword Residence? I've never heard of it. ”

"I know, it's a small sect in Yanzhou, and it is said that a future sect master of their sect went to Kunlun three years ago and never came back, and it was also a sensation in Yanzhou at this time."

The people of the rivers and lakes are home all over the world, and the news is also accessible in all directions, as soon as you say a word to me, you will touch the sect where Xu Jingfeng is located.

On Chang Sheng's side, Yan Sihai was a little puzzled.

"Langhuan Sword Residence? Why does this name sound familiar? ”

"Have you heard?"

Chang Sheng said.

Yan Sihai's face was hesitant.

"Maybe I have treated the people of their sect before, but I really can't remember it."

Chang Sheng waved his hand and looked at Xu Jingfeng's side with interest, as if he was not interested in Yan Sihai's words.

"If you can't think about it, don't think about it, it's not a big deal."

At this time, another teenager from the three people of Langhuan Sword House saw that his senior brother Xu Jingfeng was too ostentatious, so he had to come out to play a round.

"Seniors, in Xialanghuan Sword Ju Song Yu, my senior brother and sister are new to the rivers and lakes, and they have no experience in the rivers and lakes, if the senior brother has something to offend, please Haihan."

As he spoke, he picked up a glass of wine.

"This glass of wine should be regarded as making amends for my senior brother."

Then drink it all.

"These three young people are a little interesting, when the senior brother is as evil as hatred, the heart is straightforward, and the junior brother is thoughtful, the junior sister looks silent, but the internal force is the highest among the three, and she is about to cross the threshold of the nuclear level."

Yan Sihai was amazed.

The person who can break through the rivers and lakes is not such a narrow-minded person, but Xu Jingfeng is not in the world, and he is too lazy to argue with him.

But there are always exceptions.

"Tread, step, step."

Footsteps came from the staircase, and everyone looked at it.

A boy dressed in brocade walked slowly down the stairs.

The boy's face was a little haggard, and his whole face looked a little gloomy.

"Ahem, I heard you talking nonsense upstairs, so I'm not afraid of polluting the ears of the heroes?"

When Xu Jingfeng saw the brocade-clothed boy, the anger in his eyes was about to erupt.

He couldn't help leaning forward, but was pulled by Song Yu and shook his head at him silently.

"It's still your junior brother who understands the rules, Xu Jingfeng, in someone else's territory, don't shout so much."

"Chu Nanjun, don't go too far!"

Xu Jingfeng's face turned red, staring at the brocade-clothed boy.

"Senior Brother......

At this time, the restrained junior sister stood up and took Xu Jingfeng's hand.

Xu was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but saw that the eyes of the junior sister stayed on the son named Chu Nanjun.

And Chu Nanjun also looked at his junior sister, and the two looked at each other, as if everything was still for a while.

"It seems that the little girl has affection for this boy."

Yan Sihai showed a lewd smile, but was slapped on the shoulder by Chang Sheng.

"Accept your old disrespectful appearance."

Yan Shikaido

"Don't believe it, they must have something."

A hand covered the eyes of the little junior sister, blocking between her and Chu Nanjun.

The little junior sister saw that it was the senior brother Xu Jingfeng.

"Senior sister!"

Seeing that Xu Jingfeng's eyes were full of reprimand, the little junior sister's lowered gaze was a little frustrated.

Then Xu Jingfeng looked at Chu Nanjun with hostility, and his expression was clearly saying, stay away from my junior sister.