The halberd burst into the crowd, causing a bloody storm. The clone of Mosi dressed as Lu Bu was like a demon, destroying all enemies in its way.
Innate warriors are no match for him, and ordinary spells cannot even leave a mark on his armor.
The slaves suffered heavy casualties. They hid behind and patrolled forward, allowing Mosi's clone to open the way in front. As if they were in an uninhabited land, they led Li Ang towards the outside of the city.
Crow Nine Puppet narrowed his eyes, pointed his finger at several slaves trying to escape, and clenched his fist fiercely.
boom!
The collars around the slaves' necks suddenly burst, and their heads were torn into pieces and scattered on the ground.
The headless corpse, with blood spurting out from the neck section, staggered forward a few steps and fell to the ground weakly.
Crow Nine Puppet's cold gaze swept across all the slaves and said expressionlessly: "Stop him."
According to Jun Qianzi's original plan, Lian Xuanxiao was supposed to come to Xingzhou alone to worship his parents, without any followers or disciples.
Li Ang's appearance is an unexpected factor and must be eliminated as soon as possible.
The slaves looked at each other and had no choice but to grit their teeth and catch up.
If you look down from a high altitude, the city is full of slaves, swarming like a colony of ants.
Mo Si's clone protected Li Ang with her left hand, and waved Fang Tian's painted halberd with her right hand, knocking down the flying sword device.
Ya Jiu was restless, and Li Ang was equally anxious - the other Mo Silk clones he released transformed into the shape of flying birds. Looking down at Xingzhou, he could clearly see bridges collapsing and roads being flooded.
Zhao Ming's raid was extremely ruthless. Officials, officers, and monks in the city were immediately assassinated by the Crow Nine puppets.
The soldiers below, the government soldiers were determined to provide disaster relief, but they were like headless chickens, unable to organize effectively.
Occasionally, volunteer villagers carry sandbags up the river embankment, but in the face of the constantly crumbling embankment, it is a drop in the bucket.
Li Ang took in all the situations and turned his head to look at Mo Si's clone.
"Lu Bu" understood immediately, opened his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and let Li Ang get on it. He swept the halberd with his right hand, forcing back the slaves.
The huge figure rushed forward for several steps, rounded his left arm, accumulated the kinetic energy to the maximum, and threw Li Ang into the sky like a javelin.
This throw was too urgent and too fast. Li Ang flew over the city wall, activated the sea of qi at the right time, released his telekinesis, propelled himself out of the city, and took out the glow crossbow filled with wind talismans in the air, and pulled the trigger toward the rear.
Buzz——
The wind talisman was triggered, generating a roaring wind, pushing Li Ang away from his pursuers and flying towards the west.
No longer needing to be distracted by protecting Li Ang's body, Mo Si's clone flicked his wrist and was finally able to exert his full strength.
Faster, faster.
Li Ang flew close to the treetops of the dense forest, flying through the air, holding tightly the jade pendant used to patrol the academy in his hand.
The sky in the distance showed a strange blue-black color, and thick dark clouds slowly rotated, like a ferocious face, overlooking the human world.
Boom!
Li Ang slid to the ground, his feet plowing two long and narrow trajectories in the forest, and his figure had already left the range covered by the chaotic wind.
Before he could stand still, he hurriedly picked up the jade pendant.
The jade pendant flashed for a few times and finally emitted a warm luster.
The communication was effective. Li Ang quickly clicked and swiped on the jade pendant, sending a signal for help to Luoyang Academy, to the Academy, to the imperial court, to the Zhenfu Division, and to all forces.
The message was successfully sent. Li Ang breathed a long sigh of relief, turned his palm, took out the Book of All Spirits from his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me how to stop the flood."
The Wanling Book was silent for a long time, and a line of writing slowly appeared on the pale paper.
[One eye, one ear, ten years of life]
"make a deal."
Following Li Ang's decisive words, his left eye and right ear immediately melted and turned into blood, dripping on the page.
Severe pain pierced his mind, and Li Ang summoned Mo Si to fill the injury. The rest of his mind remained calm, waiting with concentration.
The turbid blood flowed continuously, turning into complex patterns like spider webs. That was the hydrographic map of the underground river in Xingzhou.
"I still can't understand, teacher."
In the center of the eye of the storm, Jun Qianzi formed a talisman with his hands, driving the thunder to hit Lian Xuanxiao repeatedly, and said loudly: "If the disaster will not come to our generation, why did you stop me nineteen years ago.
If a catastrophe were to come in our generation, then these people would definitely die, and you had no intention of saving them from the beginning.
Why do you have to hang on here now?"
Lian Xuanxiao used his sword to calm down the wind and thunder, and said calmly: "It is up to oneself to be benevolent."
"hypocritical."
Jun Qianzi shook his head and said: "The late emperor of the Yu Kingdom caused the Lingnan Demonic Disaster for his selfish desire for immortality. Did the Academy ever intervene?
Five surnames and seven looks, occupying one place, treating the servants as pigs and dogs, and the common people as domestic slaves, has the academy ever asked?
There is a filthy ghost market underground in Chang'an, and there are gangs that bully men and women in Chang'an. If you want to, teacher, you can collect the heads of these people in one day and restore peace to the world, right?
But you didn't do that. You are essentially the same kind of person as me, and you will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals.
Everything else, such as benevolence, righteousness, morality, integrity, honor and disgrace, can all be discarded, and all can be sacrificed."
Faced with Jun Qianzi's ridicule and accusation, Lian Xuanxiao shook his sword, and the sword's edge drew bright thunder, which hit the low hill and flattened the top of the hill.
"Damn."
Fei Lian, who was dressed as a noble young man from Jing Kingdom, looked at the thunder passing by not far away and spat.
The sky has become the stage for the two magic masters Jun Qianzi and Lian Xuanxiao. The divine thunder is brutal and the wind is dancing wildly.
Fei Lian, as Zhuxiao's magician, could only do as much as a fly dodging the thunder and wind in the sky, occasionally finding a chance to release his spells, slightly interfering with Lian Xuanxiao's movements.
The humiliation was really unbearable for the arrogant Fei Lian.
"There's still a quarter of an hour left!"
Shang Yang, who still had horrific scars on his chest, shouted to his companions despite the wind and thunder: "It's almost time to withdraw!"
Zhao Ming and others had secretly sneaked into the hinterland of the Yu Kingdom through the Jiuyou Dark River Tunnel and with Lord You Qiong shielding the sky.
At present, most of the underground river tunnels are filled with rapids, which are used to intensify the flood situation, leaving only a few escape channels.
Support from the Yu State will arrive at any time, and you must escape along the secret passage before then.
"hold on!"
The girl in the yellow skirt scolded in a sweet voice, looking at Jun Qianzi and Lian Xuanxiao who were fighting in the sky with great reluctance.
For this ambush, Zhao Ming had been preparing for more than ten years and made countless preparations, but he had to achieve his goal no matter what.
Sudden——
The ape-sou swung his sword in the air, then swooped down and fell into the murky river water.
"Senior Yuan, can you escape if you want to?!"
Jiaocheng shouted loudly, but the old man seemed not to hear it and fell straight into the water.
Without one member of the Zhuxiao Sword Sect, the pressure of the battle increased sharply, and everyone in Zhaoming had to redouble their energy circulation to plunder the formation for Jun Qianzi.
Plop!
The ape-sou sank into the river, and his sword energy swayed, creating bubbles around his body and blocking the flow of water. The long sword in his hand pierced the river bed, tearing a gaping hole.
This chapter has been completed!