Zhang Yu now only needs a chance to gather his strength and take action. If he does it alone, this is not an easy task. He needs to slowly look for opportunities, but if someone is there to restrain him, it will be relatively simple.
He stepped back a little, raised the Cicada Sword in his hand again, and poured his mental energy into it. In just a moment, the sword buzzed and trembled, and light and lightning flashed on it.
When Tao Dingfu and Yingzhuan saw this scene, they didn't need to communicate with each other at all. They just looked at the direction of his heart's light and understood the intention.
So the two of them immediately fell down, and when they got close to Anshen, they used various methods to attack him. Their attacks were both powerful and heavy, and most of the time they were directed at his face.
This is not to cause any harm to him, and it can be seen from the attack just now that this is difficult to do, so now it is just to interfere with judgment and shake his body to create opportunities for Zhang Yu to take action.
After a period of deliberation, the sword in Zhang Yu's hand turned into pure light, and within the three-foot space around the sword body, a void seemed to be formed, as if all light, energy, sound, etc. had disappeared.
, and in the outer periphery, the light turned into fine thorns, as if countless drizzles were colliding with the water surface every moment.
And his hand that grasped the hilt of the sword, and part of his nearby body, seemed to have disappeared without a trace, and there seemed to be only that glimmer of light in the sky.
There was suddenly a deep sense of depression in the atmosphere. Ying Zhuan and Tao Dingfu also felt it. They understood that he was about to take action, and they also accelerated their efforts.
At this moment, An Shen suddenly raised his hand to cover his head again. This was because he felt threatened again, so he instinctively chose to cover.
However, although Tao Dingfu and Yingzhuan's offensive was unable to break through his body, with clever movement methods, it was not difficult to shake his huge figure and limbs, which forced him to reveal some cover involuntarily.
I can't live without a gap.
After Zhang Yu poured his mental power to the limit, the Cicada Sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew away suddenly. This time, he did not use it deliberately or indulge in it, but it was completely because the sword was fully charged.
The extreme, the explosion after reaching no further point.
The sword flew away on its own, following some sense in the dark. Just a flash before it passed through An Shen's fingers and sank in from above his forehead.
Anshen's head tilted back slightly, and shallow, almost invisible vertical marks appeared in his eyebrows. However, these marks only appeared for a short moment, and then slowly closed up again, but they were still concentrated.
He stayed there motionless.
At this moment, Tao Dingfu and Yingzhuan seemed to feel something, and they both stopped their hands in unison, and the place suddenly became quiet.
Zhang Yu floated in mid-air, his eyes fixed on An Shen, as if the sword had not ended.
The sword of the heart is to kill that ray of consciousness
After a long while, a burst of light suddenly burst out from An Shen's eyes, and his head suddenly lifted up. Spider web-like light marks appeared on them, and they became denser and brighter.
When a piece of light almost drowned his head, there was a bang, and a sword light suddenly broke through the barrier and shot into the sky!
This sword light circled in the sky, then flashed again, and returned to Zhang Yu in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his hand to pick it up, touched it with his other hand, and said: "If you live up to your cultivation, you will still have peace for thousands of miles!"
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As he finished speaking, An Shen's huge body seemed to lose its support, slowly falling forward, and finally fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang.
Tao Dingfu watched this scene. After a while, he suddenly smiled, threw the sword away, and let it return to the scabbard behind him.
Ying Zhuan looked down, focusing on An Shen's huge body below, and suddenly said: "He is not dead yet."
Zhang Yu said: "Yes." He looked up at the violent surge of clouds in the sky and said: "It's not over yet."
Jun Island is the farthest and largest island on Tenghai from Ruiguang City. It is similar to the island of idols discovered by Zhang Yu before. It looks like a large platform rising from the sea, about
There are more than 50,000 Tianxia people living here.
Kuang Gong, one of the Xia scholars, lived here for a long time.
At this time, the old man was standing under a high tower on the island, facing the sea breeze blowing in his face, letting his turban and robes be rolled up, his eyes squinted, as if he was looking at something.
And a Xuanfu Taoist was standing on a high tower looking into the sky. His eyes were flashing. After a while, he suddenly descended from the height and hurriedly walked over.
Duke Kuang asked: "Hu Xuanxiu, what's going on?"
With a look of panic on his face, Hu Xuanxiu said: "The tsunami is a tsunami. It is very big. It almost reaches the sky and the sea. It is coming to Jundao."
Kuang Gong asked: "How long will it take to get here?"
Hu Xuanxiu calculated for a while, raised his head and said, "There's still half an hour at most."
Duke Kuang's expression became stern, and he immediately paid attention to the followers around him, saying: "Quickly, go and send a message to your Majesty, and tell everyone to hide in the white boat!"
Each white ship can accommodate thousands of people. The ship is shaped like a whale, can sink under the sea, and can withstand the impact of tsunami icebergs.
This kind of ship was first brought to Dongting and carried on the big boat. This thing can be connected to the island by bridge on weekdays, and it can be used as a place for people to stay and live on the land outside the island. It can be used to avoid various crises at critical moments.
So in the following decades, another batch was shipped one after another.
Nowadays, every island inhabited by Tianxia people is equipped with such ships. There are as many as twenty-two on Jun Island, which is enough to accommodate everyone on the island.
But Mr. Kuang's expression was still not relaxed. This could only be saved for a while, because they did not have enough water to sustain everyone. Now they can only hope that the ancestors of Tianxia will protect them and help them survive this disaster.
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 into the sky.
In Ruiguang City, Zhang Yuneng felt that the earthquake here did not disappear because Anshen collapsed, but became more and more severe.
This is because when Anshen came out of the confinement, due to confusion of consciousness, the huge spirituality he possessed lost its restraint after coming out, and spread far away, and this will not disappear because he was knocked down.
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If left unchecked, what will be left after these spiritual catharsis are completed will be a ruined Protectorate. There is no telling how many people will die in this accident, so what we have to do now is to try to contain it.
stand up.
He said something to the Tao Ding Fu, then turned around, turned into light and escaped, suddenly came to the administrative hall, stood in front of the huge head, and could see that the faint blue light inside was already
It became extremely weak and almost stopped moving.
Anshen was not really dead yet, but he killed the main consciousness that occupied his body, and he also suffered heavy injuries, so at this moment he was still nothingness and fell into the deep sleep of the past.
Now, he has to try to redirect his consciousness and actively gather the spiritual power back, so that he can eliminate this upcoming disaster.
The only difficulty is that in order to do this kind of thing, it is not as simple as instilling a consciousness, but requires continuous action.
This may compete with Anshen.
But at this time, he was the only one with the highest cultivation level, so he was the only one to do this.
He reached into his sleeves, took out the two "Yang Shu", inserted one into the head, and then took off his gloves.
He took a deep breath and concentrated his mind. After a moment, he opened his eyes, raised his hands to grab them, and suddenly grabbed the two "yang pivots" with his palms.
boom!
At that moment when consciousness merged, many fragmented images rushed into his mind like a tide, seeming to submerge his consciousness, but he kept his mind and stood there like a rock in the sea.
Keep that little bit of spiritual light alive.
After surviving the impact of the tide, what he saw was a twisted and chaotic consciousness, as if he had entered the dream of a manic and crazy person, surrounded by storms that seemed to tear him apart, but this consciousness
Now it was riddled with holes, so he carefully avoided those ferocious waves, found a way in, and entered the deepest part of these consciousnesses.
There is a completely silent island here. Once here, he slowly sinks his consciousness into it and begins to guide it slowly.
At the same time, the huge spiritual power scattered in the heaven and earth also began to be restrained in an orderly manner. It was no longer as crazy as before, as if a wrinkled piece of paper had been smoothed out again, and those who were guided out
The power gradually fell silent under this comfort.
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 and poured on the sea. The aftermath seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force and was not released in one breath.
, but it is released bit by bit.
The smoke and dust on the volcanoes on the islands spewed out for a while, and fell into silence again, but there were still slight vibrations that stirred up the surrounding sea waves from time to time.
After a long time, Cicada Mingjian suddenly let out a sweet chirp. Zhang Yu suddenly woke up. He immediately let go of his hand and took a few steps back.
At this time, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.
When he was in contact with the soothing consciousness just now, he saw many things, some of which were still clearly preserved, but some of which he could not remember now.
He knew very well that he should actively reject this, because some things were probably beyond his own tolerance and could not be easily accepted now.
However, among the things he remembered, some were actually very useful to him, which was an unexpected gain.
It's just that the risk of this kind of harvest is too high, and he really doesn't want to do it again.
At this moment, he exhaled a long breath. Even he, after a confrontation and maneuver at the level of consciousness, felt tired in his mind, and his originally expanded spirituality retreated into his body.
He raised his head and looked at the open top of the hall. Above was the cloudless sky. The clear and clear blue sky seemed to have been washed, making people feel clear and relaxed, and could not help but feel a sense of comfort and tranquility.
He turned around and looked at the water leak in the hall, and found that three full days had passed since he entered this place.
He stretched out his hands, took off his hat, and walked outside.
He walked alone along the corridor, his footsteps echoing in the empty corridor, letting his mind lazily sink there, enjoying the relaxation after the war as much as possible.
He came to the front hall of the administrative office. When he saw that the door was closed, he reached up and pushed it.
As the two doors rumbled open, light shone in from the outside. However, when he stepped out, he unexpectedly discovered that the square of the administrative office was already full of people. It seemed that there were people standing there.
Wait for him.
He looked over and saw that among these people were the administrative officials of the administration, teachers and teachers from Taiyang Academy, Xuan Xiu from Xuan Palace, and most of them were ordinary people in Ruiguang City.
Some of these people he knew, some he didn't know.
But everyone has an identity.
Tianxia people!
But when they saw him walking out of the Autonomous Administration, everyone in the square raised their hands together, hugged each other with both hands, left and right, leaned forward, and gave him a deep bow.
There was no noise at this time, but thousands of people saluted together, but it seemed extremely solemn.
Zhang Yu raised his head slightly, glanced at everyone, took a breath, raised his arms, straightened his back, unfolded his sleeves, then put his palms together, and also saluted!