Black clouds overwhelm the city, obscuring the sky and the sun. Huge raindrops slammed into the ground, diluting a large area of red and fishy gas.

The sound of heavy rain outside the city is urgent, but the lights inside the city are bright, and you can still hear the sound of laughter from time to time through the heavy rain. The city guard mansion is empty, there is no city to guard Yan Lingchuan, and there is no soldier commander Mu Chenhao.

At this moment, Mu Chenhao was holding an umbrella, standing alone on the city wall, with a rain curtain in front of him, and he couldn't see the slightest bit.

But he didn't know that not far away, the person he was waiting for was standing in the rain, opposing another person.

Yan Lingchuan looked up at the thick tumbling black clouds, and said: "Old thing, if you die, it's a hundred, why bother like now, you have to cover up your breath in your life, for fear that God will know if you are tired or not." ”

"After living for a long time, there are too many things that I am obsessed with, and I refuse to let go. I slept for a long time, thinking that God knew what I thought, but Yunwu came but had some knots. "The ancestor was holding a wooden cane, trembling, and he was simply an old man with a broken candle.

The rain was urgent, and there was no wind, but it was out of order, and it floated in a mess. Old Ancestor's empty left hand was raised slightly, as if he had used a lot of strength: "Yan Zhao, I haven't seen you for nearly fifty years, and let me see what kind of situation you have reached." ”

Trembling, Yan Lingchuan no longer looked at the figure of the ancestor, behind him, the rain condensed, converging into a hundred-zhang swallowing giant python, its fangs exposed, extremely hideous. Shaking his head: "I still remember my name, it's really hard for you to be an old man, I thought I had lived for more than six hundred years, and I was old and confused." ”

"You're really confused, if you weren't confused, how could you still be jumping here. The water-streaked python hissed, broke through the rain curtain, and roared at Yan Lingchuan, the rain was messy and scattered indiscriminately.

The long sword was in his hand, only the handle was held, the blade was facing downward, and he was raised, and there was no moisture in his body, and not a drop of rain fell on his body.

The giant python swallowed the sky, and the rain became violent, even overpowering the thunder that flashed from time to time.

The white light crossed the sky, it was a heavenly sword shadow, slashing vertically, the giant python was not afraid, still facing forward, only for a moment, the body of the giant python was divided into two, and once again turned into rain, slamming apart.

Late at night, in the hall, the lights are as bright as day, someone is sitting quietly on a big chair, and there is a person standing behind him, hidden in the shadows and difficult to see, almost making people ignore.

Below, several men fell on their knees, trembling. It was the leaders of the army that had withdrawn from the expedition to Tianyandu.

And on that seat, it is the king of the river - Li Jiangshui. At this moment, Li Jiangshui was supporting his head with one hand, and the other hand was slowly tapping on the dragon head statue on the seat with angry eyes and mouth.

The sound of "knock ......" rang in everyone's ears, and the heart rate beat to the extreme. The whole body was soaked with sweat, trembling, the master had a violent temperament, and what he did was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

After a long time, the sound stopped. I only heard Li Jiangshui speak: "According to what you said, this little Tianyan Capital, You Ming is dead, and 5,000 people can kill 20,000 of you by surprise." ”

Sentence by sentence, like a heavy hammer, the kneeling person who smashed it almost wanted to suffocate, so he had to reply: "Yes." ”

Li Jiangshui shook his head, changed his sitting posture, and asked: "Since this Tianyan is as good as a cloud, can you listen to what you just said, it is clear that the victory is in hand, is it Su Hu, Mingjin to withdraw troops?"

Everyone, beads of sweat dripping down the hall, stiffened, and nodded.

"Then, what about Su Hu?" asked Li Jiangshui.

"Su ...... General Su beheaded the enemy in this battle, his body was overwhelmed, and he was ...... It's time to go home and rest. ”

Behind Li Jiangshui, the figure disappeared.

In the General's Mansion, except for the people who patrolled the puppets with lights and candles shining, there was nothing else.

Su Hu's room was pitch black, and there were figures as if they were in a no-man's land, easily avoiding all the sentry posts and breaking in.

At first glance, it was the tiger-headed gilded halberd of the cold light, standing upright there, and the cold air was blowing on the face. On the other side, the iron coat is heavy, placed on the shelf. Walked quickly to the bed, stretched out his hand, and felt cold, no one breathed.

Gritting his teeth, he shouted angrily: "Shaft!"

The flames soared into the sky, and the soldiers shouted, "Someone has broken into the general's mansion!"

Stepping out, he was a little glaring by the light of the fire. When everyone saw this, they fell silent and fell silent. The figure snorted coldly and asked, "What about your general?"

They looked at each other and shook their heads.

The figure turned back to the room, kicked over the gilded halberd, threw the iron cloak to the ground, and then strode away, no one dared to stop him.

Just because he is the number one master under the command of King Bujiang, he never intervenes in the war, just to protect King Bujiang alone.

Impermanence - Qi Hong.

"It's kind of interesting. Li Jiangshui got up, paced, and said, "Su Hu, it's a little interesting." "Your Highness, everyone is paralyzed, and their minds are blank. After a long time, I heard a voice: "That's it." ”

is like a heavenly sound, thinking that he has picked up a life, and in the next sentence, he falls to the bottom of the valley, and his heart is like ashes.

"Don't defile my hall. ”

Raising his head, sweat and tears on his face: "King, spare your life!" As he spoke, an iron armor entered the hall with a sword, ignoring the heart-rending cry and dragging everyone away. The crying rang out loud and small, and then suddenly stopped, and there was no sound again.

"This Tianyan is a little interesting, if you can kill You Ming, you can let Su Hu leave me. Li Jiangshui's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he smiled terrifyingly: "Another day, it will not be unfair to this Tianyandu." Shaking his head, holding his forehead, he sighed: "Forget it, Qingping, let's care about it first." ”

Su Hu left, Li Jiangshui suddenly lost an arm, the first expedition general is not just talking. But for Li Jiangshui, he breathed a sigh of relief. There is a word that is the most suitable to describe Su Hu - the master of high merit.

The short-sighted will always have no room for half a grain of sand in their eyes. Narrow-minded people always can't let go of half a capable person in their hearts.

Suddenly, Li Jiangshui turned around and patted Qi Hong's shoulder: "Only you are the king's henchman." ”

issued an order, Su Hu absconded in fear of the crime, removed from the position of general, and the goodbye person was killed and rewarded with a thousand taels of silver. Those who do not report the information will be punished for the same crime.

The rain intensified, and the old man's rickety figure stood alone in it, and his gray shirt swayed lightly without the slightest rain. The sword edge was slightly, Yan Lingchuan moved first, the person in front of him was not someone else, it was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, no one knew how to cultivate, even if Yan Lingchuan was extremely familiar with him in the past, he didn't know what kind of situation he had reached.

The rain curtain was broken, and the sword light was fierce, overwhelming. Seeing this, the old man shook his head lightly and sighed: "It's a killing move, Yan Zhao, which disappointed me." ”

Hearing the sound, in exchange for Yan Lingchuan's sneer, his body was not stopped, the sword was over the sky, and he was shocked to hear the crane's roar.

"It's okay, and try your sword again!"

The wooden staff in the old man's hand turned into debris and scattered, and his craggy body suddenly burst out with surging breath, and the wind blew fiercely in the square circle, disrupting the direction of the entire heavy rain.

Or, every drop of rain is a change of shape, a handle, a small crystal sword. This rain was brought by the old man, and this rain is naturally the old man's blade.

The sky is full of rain swords, messy and flying, although it is water quality, it is extremely sharp, cutting through the air flow and making a sharp sound, accompanied by a strong wind, endless killing opportunities.

The old man disappeared, Yan Lingchuan arrived, there was a bright sword light, destroying the withering and decaying, ignoring the rain sword, in the whistling wind and thunder, the crane roared exceptionally clear, and slashed straight in one direction.

"Nine cranes boil the sea!"

In front of him, there was a water dragon roaring, rushing towards the sword light. The old man appeared, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but in an instant, the water dragon exploded and burst out. The sword is unstoppable, and it is overwhelming.

The old man took a half step back and said with a deep smile: "Very good, the cranes are singing, as before." ”

The palms of his hands danced, and his craggy body slammed into the air, rushing into the rain, shaking the sword of the sky with both hands. The sword light to, the old man's body reproduced the strong and powerful energy, the crane song was crisp, and it was covered by the thick palm, and it fell, and the ground shook the sky, as if the whole world was trembling, and the muddy water was thousands of feet high.

Just one move. Smelling a cold voice, "As always, it's crude." ”

Eight Winds Dance!

Yan Lingchuan's sword was in the air, forcing the rain sword to disperse for several zhang, and there was not the slightest bead around his body. Jian Rin took the old man's surprise attack again, and asked rhetorically: "Then you, what are you afraid of." ”

"Afraid?" the old man seemed to have heard a great joke, his body was extreme, his palms turned into his fists, and he slammed forward, "I'm afraid of this life, fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, I'm afraid of jokes!"

It can climb sharply, to an incredible level, and even the sword in Yan Lingchuan's hand does not feel a slowdown.

"Is it the Heavenly Machine Realm...... Yan Lingchuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said highly: "It's really difficult for you, you have worked for half your life, the lives of so many people, and you old dogs," laughed to the extreme, the sword passed, broke through the rain, and broke through the clouds.

Kuno clarifies the sound!

"I can advance for an inch. Ridiculous!"

poked at the sore spot, the old man was furious, thundered, and smashed through everything with a fierce fist: "Rebel!

A trace of clarity, through the rolling black clouds, shot on the muddy earth. The rain curtain lit up, Yan Lingchuan's handsome face lit up, and the old man's surprised and distorted face.

Trembling: "You, you." ”

The cranes sing, if they don't sing, it's just a blockbuster.

Laughing: "Heavenly Machine Realm, is it difficult?"

Suddenly, the old man calmed down, looked at the straight scene, and whispered: "Eight winds dance Yaoxi, Jiuye clarifies the sound." A destruction of the clouds, for the monarch of the birds. As he spoke, the rain and the wind stopped, and the black clouds rolled away.

Looking at the sword-wielding man, "The crane is really unwilling to be a bird in the garden." ”

The wrinkles trembled, and the old man actually hooked a meaningful smile: "Yan Zhao, that kid, but Ah Shui?"

Yan Lingchuan saw that the old man didn't want to fight anymore, but he refused to let him go like this, shook his head, and said perfunctorily: "I don't know either." ”

"That's it. "The old man's waist seems to be a little more rickety," the first name. ”

"Mu Yuan, Mu Chenhao. ”

"The fighting mandarin duck started to the sky. When the old man heard this, he pondered for a long time, and after thinking about it for a long time, he spoke, "Mu Chenhao, very good." ”

The figure fades, and gradually disappears.

Surprised, looking at the old man's scattered body, Yan Lingchuan was shocked, and suddenly turned around and rushed in the direction of Tianyandu, Yan Lingchuan, who used to be a hanger, had a red face at this moment, extremely hideous, showing his extreme speed, roaring,

"Old thief!"