The violent power contained in the waterspout made Xu Qian clearly realize that once he was involved in it, his body would suffer thousands of cuts.

Moreover, being contained by a large amount of water is equivalent to giving one's life to the White Emperor.

Without any hesitation, the ring of fire on the back of his head exploded, just like the flames of an exploding cannonball.

After the completion of the Vajra Divine Skill, the ring of fire is formed behind the head. Even though it is usually hung on the back of the head, it seems to be of little use. In fact, it is extremely strong and yang, and is specially designed to defeat cold, evil spirits, and water spells.

Tsk!

The "tentacles" wrapped around his ankles evaporated and formed a mist. At this time, the waterspout was already in front of him, and he could not use Shadow Jump.

Xu Qi'an indeed retreated, using his advantage of being faster than the waterspout to distance himself. At the same time, he tightened his grip on the Zhenguo Sword, collapsed all his energy, gathered all his emotions, and slashed out behind him.

The warrior warned against the premonition of the crisis, forming a picture of the White Emperor appearing behind him, spreading his fangs and biting.

The yellow sword light slashed the enemy behind him with devastating force, causing it to disintegrate into tons of rain.

No, it is made of rainwater itself.

Fake? Xu Qian's pupils shrank slightly...

The next second, he was swallowed up by the roaring waterspout.

Bai Di said "Hey". This is a very high-level spell among its innate magical powers. It can simulate a clone with the same aura as the original body to participate in the battle.

It has not been used before because it is limited by the environment. Even if it can extract the water spirit in the air, it will take a long time to condense into a powerful clone. And Xu Qi'an will definitely not be able to hide this.

It's different now. It's raining heavily and the water spirit fills this world, which is its home field.

The waterspout whirred rapidly, and Xu Qian's body disintegrated inch by inch, like an ice cube thrown into boiling water. His flesh and blood peeled off rapidly, and white bones were exposed in many places.

The pagoda was also involved. As the waterspout whirled, the pagoda spirit had a golden light that wanted to rise up, but was suppressed by the water spirit.

The Zhenguo Sword flew against the direction of the waterspout, trying to break Bai Di's spell by himself.

Xu Qi'an's body sometimes turned into a shadow, and sometimes returned to its original shape, making it difficult to escape using shadow jump.

He was trapped in Bai Di's magic field. After all, Dark Gu has not yet reached the transcendent realm. The prerequisite for appearing and disappearing is that he is not suppressed by high-level magic.

Asuro and others were shocked. They were originally wandering on the edge of the cliff, not turning to the left or right, and carefully maintaining the balance between the two sides.

However, the flood and thunder disaster formed a home field that was beneficial to Bai Di, breaking the balance they had worked so hard to achieve.

"Ziz"

The White Emperor's horns bloomed with bright arcs of electricity, and a thunderball quickly condensed between the two horns.

Zhao Shou's face darkened, he flicked his Confucian crown with his fingers, stared at Bai Emperor, and said in a deep voice:

"Retreat three hundred feet!"

The air around Baidi became distorted, as if it was exchanging with the space elsewhere.

But in the next moment, the distorted space smoothed out and remained motionless.

Bai Di is still where he is.

Garoshu Bodhisattva formed a seal with his hands, and the Fudo Mingwang Faxiang behind him made synchronized movements, sealing the space around the White Emperor.

Ziz!

Bai Di jerked his head forward, and violent thunder and lightning shot out, illuminating the surrounding area.

The thick thunder and lightning, which was not inferior to the natural calamity, crashed into the waterspout, and the turbid current wrapped in mud was instantly illuminated, and the shadows of Xu Qi'an, the Zhenguo Sword, and the Pagoda were reflected.

The surface of the two magical instruments was instantly covered with scorch marks, and the light was dim. They did not scream, but the rapidly falling aura could tell that the condition was not good.

Xu Qi'an's body suddenly stiffened, and then quickly carbonized, and the crispy flesh and blood became increasingly difficult to withstand the "cutting" of the waterspout.

In the distance, Xu Pingfeng said nothing. If the puppet had eyes, they would be flashing with ecstasy, coldness, and relief.

The biggest mistake and flaw in Xu Pingfeng's life planning should be his eldest son Xu Qian.

His growth is indeed a bit terrifying. From the tax case to the present, it only took two years. In these two years, Xu Qian was promoted from a Changle County fast player, a mere ninth-grade warrior, to a second-grade warrior, and became one of the best in the world.

And all of this is the result of national luck and various opportunities.

Xu Pingfeng's flaw is that throughout the ages, no one has truly condensed half of the country's fate into one person, so even Xu Pingfeng doesn't know what "consequences" this will lead to.

In the warlock system, although first-level warlocks are of the same age as the country, they are different from Xu Qian who accommodates half of the country's destiny.

The former shares life and death with the national destiny and is a state of equality, while the latter directly incorporates the national destiny into the body and is privatized.

Xu Pingfeng didn't care about Xu Qi'an's various performances before entering the extraordinary world. When he entered the third level and killed Joan of Arc, although Xu Pingfeng was surprised, he still didn't think it was anything.

It wasn't until the battle of Jianzhou that he corrected his mentality and regarded his eldest son as a dangerous person.

But even then, Xu Pingfeng still looked down upon him and did not think that his eldest son was an existence that could be equal to him.

This is also true. After sealing the prison, Dafeng's defeat was almost certain.

What kind of trouble can a third-level warrior like him stir up?

This mentality was maintained until the extraordinary battle outside Xunzhou City. Xu Qi'an broke free "overnight" and was promoted to the second rank. He also attracted allies such as Asura and Di Zong Jinlian to protest against him.

He vaguely became the number one figure in Dafeng and became a chess player in the Central Plains War.

Xu Pingfeng had to admit that his eldest son had become his biggest obstacle on the road to seizing the Central Plains and being promoted to a destiny master.

He became the pinnacle figure who could compete with him on the same stage.

At this time, Luo Yuheng let out a long roar, and the earth element who had just passed through the tribulation rushed out of his physical body and smashed himself into the waterspout like a suicide, causing the whirring waterspout to stagnate.

Tu Ke Shui!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiang dragged the divine sword and whizzed away, broke into the stagnant waterspout, and pierced Xu Qian's lower abdomen. The sword's power did not diminish, and he rushed out of the waterspout.

"snort!"

Bai Di's blue pupils narrowed, thunder and lightning raged in his horns, and lightning strikes chased Feijian and Xu Qi'an.

At the same time, its four hooves were flying, blocking the path of the flying sword.

Heavenly calamities and heavy rains hit her body one after another, Luo Yuheng's seven orifices were bleeding, and her water element was on the verge of collapse. She didn't realize it and controlled the flying sword to turn back.

Since you can't escape, then enter the realm of heavenly tribulation and live towards death.

Seeing this, Bai Di stopped and shouted:

"Seeking death."

Even if it were this calamity, it wouldn't dare to break in at will. The calamity of Er Jin and Yi might not be able to kill it, but it would definitely be able to severely damage it.

In Xu Qian's current state, he will definitely die if he enters the heavenly tribulation.

Xu Pingfeng breathed out a breath in his heart, then restrained all his emotions, calmed down again, and transmitted his voice with his spiritual thoughts:

"It's still a bit tender."

Jia Luoshu Bodhisattva's expression was slightly relaxed and he said:

"take the chance!"

Directly strangling the two of them in the catastrophe.

At this time, the rolling calamity clouds in the sky stagnated, no longer striking down thunder calamity, and the overwhelming torrential rain slowly converged.

The dark clouds were quickly dyed with a layer of golden clouds, and spread quickly, turning the entire calamity cloud into a brilliant red fire cloud.

The last catastrophe of thunder and fire!

Outside the capital, the Yunzhou Army pressed heavily on the border. Each battalion formed a square formation. The first echelon was infantry carrying various siege equipment, the second echelon was artillery and crossbowmen, and the cavalry was in the last position.

Standing outside the towering and majestic city, Wei Yuan looked at the Yunzhou Army on the plain. He was confident that he had ignored the mob and looked towards the rear, where the four thousand Xuanwu Army were riding.

"Is Yang Gong defeated by this cavalry?"

Zhang Shen beside him nodded solemnly:

"This army is unparalleled in its charge into battle. Even a fourth-grade warrior will suffer from hatred."

A gang leader of the Wulin League was forced to fall into the enemy formation just to cover the retreat of his fellow sect members, and was tortured to death in the end.

You must know that there are many masters in the Xuanwu Army, and there is no shortage of fourth-grade masters.

When ordinary cavalry encountered this invincible division, they would be gone in one round. As for siege, they were equally powerful. Abandoning their horses, this heavy cavalry became heavy armored infantry, invulnerable to all armor.

Neither fire blunderbuss nor crossbow arrows can penetrate it.

The Xuanwu Army's individual qualities are extremely strong and can fully bear the weight of armor.

"not bad!"

Wei Yuan made a comment and moved his gaze upwards, looking somewhere in the sky. The next moment, clear light rose, and a figure in white with flying sleeves appeared.

"Wei Yuan!"

Xu Pingfeng looked down at the top of the city.

The moment he appeared, the masters in the city garrison, such as Zhang Shen, Li Mubai, etc., tensed up as if facing a formidable enemy.

This is a second-grade warlock.

“It’s been many years since I last saw you, but your style remains the same as before!”
To be continued...