Zhang Yu now only needs a chance to make a move, if he does it alone, this is not an easy task, he needs to slowly find an opportunity, but if someone is next to him, it will be relatively simple.

He stepped back a little, raised the cicada sword in his hand again, and poured his mental strength into it, and in just a moment, the sword buzzed and trembled, and there was a flash of light on it.

When Tao Dingfu and Ying Yuan saw this scene, they didn't need to communicate verbally at all, just looked at the direction of his heartlight, and they understood the purpose of this.

So the two of them immediately fell down, and when they reached the vicinity of Anshen, they bombarded him with their own means, and the attacks of both of them were powerful and heavy, and most of the time they greeted him in the face.

This was not to cause any damage to it, and it could be seen from the attack that it was also difficult to do, so now it was just to interfere with the judgment and shake its body to create an opportunity for Zhang Yu to make a move.

After a period of brewing, the sword in Zhang Yu's hand had turned into pure light, and within the three-foot space around the sword body, a hole seemed to have formed, as if all the light, qi, sound, etc. had disappeared, and on the periphery, the light had turned into a fine thorn, as if there was an innumerable drizzle colliding with the water surface every moment.

And the hand that grabbed the hilt of the sword, even with part of his body near him, seemed to disappear without a trace, and in the long sky, there seemed to be only that gleaming light.

There was a sudden sense of deep depression in the atmosphere, and Ying Yuan and Tao Dingfu also felt it, understanding that this was his imminent move, and they also accelerated their efforts.

An Shen suddenly raised his hand again to block the top of his head, which was that he felt threatened again, so he instinctively chose to cover it.

However, although the attacks of Tao Dingfu and Ying Yuan could not break through his body, under the ingenious way of transportation, it was not difficult to shake his huge body and limbs a few points, which forced him to involuntarily reveal some gaps that could not be concealed.

After Zhang Yu poured his mental strength to the limit, the cicada sword suddenly turned into a streamer, and suddenly flew away, this time, he did not deliberately drive it, nor did he indulge arbitrarily, but it was completely the explosion of this sword weapon after the breath was full to the extreme, and there was no way to enter.

The sword flew away on its own in search of a little sense in the darkness, and before it could pass through the sliding fingers of the soothing god and sink into its forehead.

An Shen's head tilted back slightly, and a shallow vertical mark appeared between his eyebrows, which was almost invisible, but this mark only appeared for a short moment, and then slowly retracted, but it froze there motionless.

At this moment, Tao Dingfu and Ying Yuan seemed to feel something, and they both stopped their hands together, and the field became quiet all of a sudden.

Zhang Yu floated in mid-air, his eyes staring at An Shen tightly, as if the sword did not end there.

The heart sword, but to kill that wisp of consciousness

After a long while, a burst of light suddenly burst out of An Shen's eyes, and his head was raised sharply, and a spiderweb-like light mark appeared on it, and it became denser and brighter, and when the whole light almost submerged his head, there was a bang, and a sword light broke through the barrier and shot into the sky!

This sword light hovered above the sky, flashed again, and returned to Zhang Yu in the blink of an eye, he reached out and took it, and stroked it with the other hand, and said: "Live up to this body to practice, and you have to be thousands of miles clear!"

As his words fell, An Shen's huge body seemed to lose its support, and slowly fell forward, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Tao Dingfu watched this scene, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, threw the sword, and let it return to the scabbard behind his back.

Ying Yuan looked down, staring at the huge body of An Shen below, and suddenly said, "He is not dead yet." ”

Zhang Yudao: "Yes." He looked up at the clouds that were surging violently in the sky, and said, "It's not over yet." ”

Jun Island, this is the farthest and largest island from Ruiguang City on the Tenghai Sea, which is similar to the island of the statue of the god discovered by Zhang Yu before, it seems to be a large platform rising above the sea, and there are about 50,000 Tianxia people living here.

The prince of Xia Shi has lived here for a long time.

At this time, the old man was standing under a high tower on the island, facing the blowing sea breeze, allowing his turban and robe to be rolled up, and his eyes were squinted, as if he was looking at something.

And a Xuanfu Taoist was standing on the top of the tower looking into the distance, his eyes were flickering, and after a while, he suddenly descended from a high place and walked over quickly.

Guo Gong asked, "Hu Xuanxiu, what's the matter?"

Hu Xuanxiu had a look of horror on his face, and said: "Tsunami, it's a tsunami, it's very big, it's almost connected to the sea, and it's coming here on Jundao." ”

Gong Guo asked, "How long will it be before you get here?"

Hu Xuanxiu pondered for a moment, raised his head and said, "At most, there is still half an hour." ”

Guo Gong's expression was grim, and he immediately took care of the entourage around him, and said, "Quick, go and pass the messenger, and let everyone hide in the white boat!"

Each of the white boats can accommodate thousands of people, and these boats are shaped like large whales, which can sink under the sea and withstand the impact of tsunami icebergs.

At the beginning, this kind of boat was carried on a large boat when it crossed to Dongting, and this thing could be connected to the island by a bridge on weekdays, and it was generally used as a place for people to stay and live on the land outside the island, and it could be used to avoid various crises at critical moments.

So in the following decades, another batch came one after another.

Nowadays, every island inhabited by the Tianxia people is equipped with such ships, and there are as many as twenty-two on Jun Island, which is enough to accommodate everyone on the lower island.

But the look on the face of the prince was still not easy, and this could only be saved for a while, because they did not have enough water to keep everyone alive. Now I can only hope that the Tianxia ancestors will protect them and help them survive this calamity.

At this moment, not only the tsunami seen here on Jun Island, but also the volcanoes on many uninhabited islands above Tenghai were turbulent, and billowing smoke and dust were washed up above the sky.

In Ruiguang City, Zhang Yu could feel that the earthquake here did not disappear because An Shen fell, but became more and more intense.

This is because the tranquility is coming out of the confinement, because the consciousness is confused, and the huge spirituality that he possesses loses its restraint after it comes out, and it spreads out far away, and this does not disappear because it is knocked down.

If left unchecked, then when these spiritual catharsis are completed, what will be left behind will be a ruined capital, and I don't know how many people will die in this accident, so what we need to do now is to try to restrain it.

He explained to the Tao Dingfu, then turned around, turned into light, and suddenly came to the hall of the administration hall, and stood in front of the huge head, and could see that the original faint blue light had become extremely faint, almost immovable.

An Shen hadn't really died, but he had killed the main consciousness that occupied his body, and he had suffered a heavy blow himself, so he was still in nothingness at the moment, falling into the same deep sleep as before.

Now, he had to find a way to redirect his consciousness and take the initiative to gather that spiritual power back to avert this impending catastrophe.

It's just that the difficulty is that in order to instill this kind of thing, it is not as simple as instilling a consciousness, but it needs to be done consistently.

This is the possibility of competing with the tranquility of the nerves.

However, at this time, only his cultivation is the highest, so he is the only one to do this.

He reached into his sleeve, took out the two "Yang Shu", inserted them into the skull respectively, and then took off his gloves.

He took a deep breath and calmed his mind, and after a while, his eyes opened, he took it with both hands, and suddenly grabbed the two "Yang Pivots" with his palms.

Rumble!

At that moment when his consciousness merged, many fragmented images rushed into his mind like a tidal wave, as if he was about to drown his consciousness, but he guarded his mind and stood there like a reef in the sea, firmly maintaining that little bit of spiritual light.

After surviving the impact of the tide, he saw a distorted and chaotic consciousness, as if he had come to the dream of a manic and crazy man, surrounded by a storm that seemed to tear him apart, but this consciousness was now full of holes, so he carefully avoided the ferocious tide, found the gap, and entered the deepest part of these consciousnesses.

There was an island of complete silence, and when he arrived, he slowly sank his consciousness into it and began to guide slowly.

At the same time, the huge spiritual power scattered in the heavens and the earth also began to be restrained in an orderly manner, no longer as frantic as before, as if a crumpled piece of paper had been smoothed again, and the forces that had been guided out gradually fell silent under this appeasement.

On Jun Island, the monstrous tsunami suddenly collapsed when it was still hundreds of miles away from the island, and then turned into a downpour on the sea, and the aftermath seemed to be pressed by an invisible force, and it was not vented in one go, but released bit by bit.

The smoke and dust from the volcanoes above the islands poured out for a while, and then fell silent again, but there were still slight shocks that stirred the waves around them from time to time.

After a long time, the cicada sword suddenly let out a pleasant soft sound, Zhang Yu suddenly came to his senses, he immediately let go of his hand, and took a few steps back.

At this point, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.

When Fang had just come into contact with Na Anshen's consciousness, he had seen many things, some of which were still clearly preserved, but some of which he couldn't remember now.

He knew very well that this should be rejected by himself, because some things were probably beyond his own tolerance and could not be easily accepted right now.

But some of the things he remembered were actually very useful to him, which was a bonus.

It's just that this kind of harvest is too risky, and he really doesn't want to do it again.

At this moment, he exhaled a long breath, even if it was him, after a confrontation and luck at the level of consciousness, his mind felt a period of fatigue, and the originally expanded spirituality retreated into his body.

He looked up at the open top of the hall, above which was a cloudless sky, and the clear blue sky seemed to have undergone a wash, which made people's minds clear for a while, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and tranquility.

He turned his head to look at the water leak in the hall, and realized that it had been three full days since he had entered.

He stretched out his hands, took off his hood, and went out.

He walked alone along the corridor, his footsteps echoing through the empty corridor, allowing his mind to sink lazily there, enjoying as much of the post-war relaxation as possible.

He came all the way to the antechamber of the office, and when he saw that the door was closed, he reached out and pushed it.

As the two gates rumbled outward, the light shone in from the outside, but when he stepped out, he was surprised to find that the square of the administration was already full of people at the moment, as if waiting for him there.

He looked over, among these people were the officials of the administrative department, the teachers of the Taiyang Academy, the Xuanxiu of the Xuanfu, and more of them were the ordinary people in Ruiguang City.

Among these people, there were those he knew and those he didn't.

But all people have an identity.

Tianxia people!

And when they saw him come out of the self-government, everyone in the square raised their hands together, hugged each other, left and right, leaned forward, and shook him deeply.

At this time, there was no noise, but thousands of people gave a salute together, but it was extremely solemn.

Zhang Yu raised his head slightly, glanced at everyone, took a slight breath, raised his arms, straightened his back, stretched his big sleeves, and then closed his palms, and also saluted!

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