The flood is raging, and the long knife is breaking through the sky!

With the wielding of the long knife of Pei Hui, the general of Zuo Weiwei, the sword light with the aura of silence bloomed one after another, heading towards the overwhelming flood.

An attempt was made to separate the camp of Zuo Weiwei's army when the flood flooded it, and to make a detour.

I have to admit that if nothing happens. With the strength of the great general Pei Hui, it may not be impossible to do this, at the very least, the losses can be controlled within a reasonable range, so as not to let the unprepared army be washed away.

However, as the so-called praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind, this flood is not just an ordinary natural disaster, it is behind ...... But someone is guiding and manipulating!

Therefore, with the sword light of Zuo Weiwei's general Pei Hui, which smeared with a breath of silence, he was about to slash at the roaring flood. But seeing a statue of the Emperor Taiyi suddenly rising directly from the void on the flood, the long sleeves dancing with the wind, a big hand that seemed to be able to cut and suppress, as if even the heavens and the earth were covered by it, poked out from the sleeve robe.

With one palm, he crushed the sword light with the aura of silence!

"Zhonghuang Taiyi Faxiang, it's you, Huang Tianrengong, Wen Daozheng!"

Familiar appearance, familiar figure.

Looking at the roaring waterfall, behind him stood more than ten meters tall Donghuang Taiyi Faxiang, wearing a shrunken robe, the general Pei Hui immediately recognized the identity of the person who came.

His face suddenly became extremely difficult to see.

A heart is also beginning to get colder and colder!

No wonder he did.

Wen Daozheng, the general of the Huang Tianjiao, one of the three giants, is second only to the Heavenly Father and the Earth Prince, and is truly the top level figure in the world!

If it was usual, with the 8,000 Zuo Weiwei army behind him, Pei Hui was still somewhat sure of dealing with the other party.

But now...... The natural disaster was ruthless, the flood was coming, and the Zuo Weiwei army behind him had no time to organize it. He was the only one left, how could he compete with the three giant-level figures of the Yellow Heaven Sect in front of him!

Not to mention the general Pei Hui In a moment, because of the appearance of the people of the Huang Tianjiao, his thoughts turned around, and he was worried and panicked.

Without a sword in front of him, the roaring flood was no longer hindered, and it poured down directly with the power of Wan Jun, and pounced on the Zuo Weiwei army that had no time to effectively resist in the panic. In an instant, the Zuo Weiwei camp was destroyed.

And the 8,000 Zuo Weiwei army naturally also walked along with the flood, heading towards the lower Yifu Chongwei camp.

Of course, in between, the general Pei Hui also tried to strike again. However, all of his attacks crumbled in front of Wen Dao.

That Emperor Taiyi's Dharma Statue was like a real god's mansion, no matter how terrifying the attack was, it was forcibly suppressed in front of that pair of big hands that covered the sky. With the bone-scraping wind, it dissipates between heaven and earth!

"Wen Daozheng! You wait for the Yellow Sky thief to dare to break the embankment and break the river, poison the common people, and overthrow my might! I Pei Hui will let you and others pay for my robe today!"

Seeing that his last strivings had turned into useless efforts, Zuo Weiwei's army was directly swept away by the monstrous flood, and the general Pei Hui directly let out an angry and sad roar. The whole person directly turned into a demon that seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Shadows, holding a knife at Wen Daozheng, who was standing not far from him, and killed him from afar.

And in the face of the pouring rain, the general Pei Hui hit him to death, Wen Daozheng smiled directly contemptuously. With a wave of his big hand, the law minister of the Emperor Taiyi behind him raised his giant hand again, and with a backhand palm, he suppressed Pei Hui, the general who was holding the knife, with the sound of the Nine Shadows.

It is worthy of being one of the three giants of the Yellow Heaven Sect, one of the three major cults in the world, and its strength is really terrifying.

With a wave of his palm, the pouring rain from the sky seemed to be frozen at this moment, and it was directly fixed in the air.

And its main target, not to mention the general Pei Hui, who was originally as fast as thunder, and the figure that looked like lightning under this palm, his figure seemed to have become a slide, progressing one grid at a time!

The sword in his hand exuded an aura that made everything silent, like a soul-hooking knife from the Infernal Hell, and at this moment, it was also greatly reduced, and it lived up to its previous monstrous power!

Rumble!

The big hand covering the sky finally fell, and the heavy rain that seemed to have been frozen hundreds of meters around finally resumed its downward trend.

But in an instant, a terrifying light began to bloom from the place where the big hand suppressed. With a gust of wind that seems to be able to destroy everything, it directly causes the heavy rain to roll back, and at the same time, it directly empties everything around it!

Of course, the violent light and wind came and went as fast as possible, so soon the rain fell again. Descend on the camp of the former Zuo Weiwei army.

"It is worthy of General Zuo Weiwei, Pei Hui, you are stronger than the deity imagined," looked at Pei Hui, who was standing in the middle of the huge palm print, holding a knife. Wen Daozheng, who was dressed in a robe, finally showed a look of interest on his face, and then said lightly: "Okay, let this seat delay a little more time and accompany you on the last journey of this life." ”

"Arrogance! who killed the deer, it is still unknown, if you want the general's life, the general also wants to take off the dog's head on your neck to pay tribute to the soul who died in your hands in vain!" Although Pei Hui knew very well that without Zuo Weiwei's army on his side, the person in front of him was definitely not something he could resist.

Not to mention that there is a line of subordinates behind Wen Daozheng.

However, as the so-called loser does not lose the battle, he Pei Hui can die, but even if he dies, he will bite off a piece of Huang Tianjiao's meat!

And Wen Dao is naturally able to see through this, and he is too lazy to talk to a dying person. Without looking back, he looked directly at a few of his subordinates who were not far behind him, and followed him downstream, and said: "This place will be handed over to the deity, you go and deal with the tail of the hand, all the people of Zuo Weiwei's army and Zhichong Mansion...... None of them will be left!"

"Yes!"

Although the flood washed away Zuo Weiwei's army and the Zhechong Mansion below, it did not mean that everyone would die in this flood.

Therefore, after hearing this, the people of the Huang Tianjiao responded to the words, and they went directly down the river, preparing to clean up all the Zuo Weiwei troops who were still panting along the way, as well as all the people who were still alive in Zhichong Mansion!

In this regard, the general Pei Hui naturally couldn't let these people slaughter his own soldiers, and just wanted to swing his knife to intercept him, he saw a big hand of the law behind Dao Zheng fall again.

Directly forced Pei back back.

At the same time, Wen Daozheng's voice also appeared in his ears: "General Pei, where do you want to go? Your opponent is here, you can't go there without the permission of the deity!"

Not to mention the battle between Wen Daozheng and the general Pei Hui below, nor to talk about the direction of the downstream of the flood, how the Huang Tianjiao masters wearing robes slaughtered the Zuo Weiwei army that survived the flood, and how to fold the chong.

At this time, on a peak not far from the camp of Zuo Weiwei's army, two oil-paper umbrellas and two people were looking at everything below.

Looking at the torrential downpour, the monstrous flood came down, washing away everything that passed, and a trace of inexplicability flashed directly in the eyes of one of them.

After a long time, he sighed: "The peaks are like gathering,

The waves are like fury,

Mountains and rivers surface Tongguan Road.

Wangxidu,

Hesitation.

Sad Qin and Han meridians,

The palace and all the rooms were made of soil.

Prosper...... The people are bitter.

Lose...... The people are also bitter ......"