Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and Duankong Island, a subordinate island of Chonghuan Island, is crumbling under the dark clouds in the sky.
Not long after, light rain began to fall sparsely in the sky, and it fell on the city. The originally simple city walls looked even more desolate under the rain.
After a while, the color of the sky changed, the wind blew violently, and the light rain like ox hair poured out, as if it was about to flood Duankong Island.
The heavy rain was heavy, and a figure appeared out of thin air outside Duankong Island. When the rain fell next to this person, it seemed to be alive and opened automatically.
Although this man was in the rain, no part of his body was wet. He looked coldly at Duankong Island in front of him without saying a word.
The guards at the city gate saw a vague figure outside the city and became vigilant. Four or five people flew together thinking about the figure and wanted to find out.
The guards, all of whom were in the Concentration Realm, came to this person on their magical weapons.
The four or five guards saw the person standing in the air and knew in their hearts that he was a master of the Huaquan Realm. One of them winked at a follower behind him, and the follower turned and flew towards the city.
Others braved the heavy rain and flew towards the man in the sky.
When they arrived in front of this person, the guards all bowed respectfully, and the leader said: "I have seen the senior, and I wonder what the important thing is for the senior to come to Duankong Island?"
The man in the sky looked at them without saying a word.
The leading guard was a little surprised, frowned, and asked: "Senior, why are you here on Duankong Island?"
But the man in the sky remained silent.
The rain fell on the faces of these guards, and their hair had already been dyed wet. Facing this unfamiliar and strange senior in the Huaquan realm, they were all very uneasy.
Seeing that the man did not respond, the leading guard raised his head and looked at the man through the heavy rain.
The rain was so heavy that he could only vaguely see the face of the person in front of him.
However, when he took a few glances at the face of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ji Yuan, this person turns out to be the traitor Ji Yuan, leave quickly!"
As soon as the guards heard the leader's shout, they fled in all directions, like flying into the city on Duankong Island.
Just as the leading guard shouted, the stranger who came here was none other than Du Fang. Following the guidance of the sea chart, he flew on the sea for nearly ten days before arriving at Duankong Island.
Du Fang looked at the few people running away like birds and beasts in front of him, his face expressionless, the Qinghong Sword flashed out in his hand, he waved his sleeve, and after a few seconds, the green Qingling Sword light shot out.
These green spirit sword lights were extremely fast, catching up with several people in the blink of an eye, and then pierced through their bodies.
"Bang bang bang", several explosions sounded, and the bodies of these guards exploded and turned into countless rubbles of flesh and blood, which fell to the ground together with the rain.
For a time, blood mixed with rain outside the city gate of Duankong Island dyed a large area of land red, making the city that was already slightly lonely in the rain even more desolate.
Du Fang's eyes showed a fierce look, and in a flash, he crossed the city gate and appeared in the sky above the city.
He raised the Qinghong Sword in his hand and swung it several times, and countless sharp Qingling sword rays struck at the houses in the city.
For a moment, the houses in Duankong City collapsed, screams were heard everywhere, and the blood and severed limbs of the monks in the city were everywhere, making it feel like a hell on earth.
When Du Fang saw this scene, there was no trace of pity on his face. More and more Qingling sword rays shot out, sweeping across Duankong City.
At this moment, from a beautifully carved attic in the center of the city, a ray of light shot out and struck Du Fang.
The Dharma light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man in black robes, with a late-stage cultivation in the Huaquan realm.
Du Fang looked at the man in black robe coldly. Even though the man's face was full of rage at this moment, Du Fang was unmoved in his heart.
Du Fang said indifferently: "Are you the owner of Duankong Island, Meng Xia?"
The man in black robe shouted at Du Fang: "Yes, Ji Yuan, you are wanted on Yuba Island, and you dare to come to our door. Forget it, I will capture you today and send you to our Pingmo Island."
before the eyes of the Lord."
Du Fang sneered: "Haha, there's no need for you to go find that old Pingmo thief. Let him come here to see your body in person."
After hearing this, Meng Xia's face began to twist, and a long black whip appeared in his hand, turned into a black light, and whipped towards Du Fang.
When Du Fang saw the black whip, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.
When Meng Xia saw Du Fang disappear, he was shocked and opened his mouth slightly. Before he could think of the next step, he saw Du Fang reappear in front of him.
Du Fang stared at Meng Xia in front of him, raised the Qinghong Sword in his hand, and thrust it into Meng Xia's forehead.
Meng Xia turned pale with fright, and a black magical light flashed across his body, protecting himself.
But the Qingling Sword Technique was so sharp that after being blocked slightly, it pierced Meng Xia's protective body and glowed.
When Meng Xia saw that something was wrong, a small gray clock appeared on his forehead to protect himself.
With a "bang" sound, the small bell was split open by Du Fang's sword, and cracks appeared on it.
Meng Xia hurriedly retreated, dodging Du Fang.
Du Fang saw Meng Xia retreating and said, "Next blow, you won't be so lucky."
At this moment, Meng Xia was like a frightened bird, running away and shouting: "Huaquan Realm Dzogchen, aren't you a late-stage monk? How could you have broken through in just a short time?"
Du Fang ignored him and his body disappeared again.
The next moment, Du Fang appeared above Meng Xia's head, holding the Qinghong Sword and thrusting it towards his head.
The blow was as fast as lightning. Meng Xia had no time to prepare, and the Qinghong Sword penetrated him from the top of his head.
Meng Xia's eyes were wide open and his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to shout something, but before he could say anything, he died tragically under the Qinghong Sword.
Du Fang swung the Qinghong Sword and threw the Master of Mengxia Island away from the sword.
The surviving monks in the city all witnessed this scene. Their island master, who was in the late stage of the Spring Realm, was usually so aloof and aloof, but at this moment he was easily killed.
Indeed, Du Fang's terror has made their minds go blank. If they fall into the hands of such people, do they still need to escape?
There was silence in the city, it was eerily quiet.
Du Fang stood high in the sky, glanced coldly at the monks below, then raised the Qinghong Sword above his head and shouted: "The light of the Qingling Sword will destroy the heaven and the earth."
In an instant, countless green sword lights appeared in the sky above the city, densely packed like rain, striking downwards.
Houses, monks, and spiritual beasts all collapsed under the sword light.
After a while, wherever there was a city in Duankong City, it was clearly a wet ruin.
Perhaps it is a bit inappropriate to say ruins. The situation in the city at this moment can only be described as wet and scorched earth.
Du Fang was still standing in the air, looking at the tragic situation with a calm expression.
After a moment, Du Fang's figure quietly disappeared in the air.
At this moment, only the majestic heavy rain was still falling in Duankong City.
Two days later, the news that Duankong Island was massacred by Ji Yuan spread throughout Yuba Island.
On Yuba Island, on the fifth floor of the White Wood Pavilion in Yuba City, Master Xi Nong was lying on the bed and chair, his eyes were red, his hands were shaking, and he kept saying: "This season
Boy Yuan, I will definitely kill you."
In the attic on another island, Master Pingmo was sitting in front of a desk, banging the table and shouting: "This boy Ji Yuan has slaughtered my Duankong Island, I must cut his body into pieces."
Wan Duan, definitely!"
All the islands in the entire Yuba Island were on tenterhooks, fearing that Ji Yuan would come looking for them. After all, except for Yuba Island and the three major islands, the rest of the islands did not have masters from the Nascent Realm stationed there. When Ji Yuan came, they would surely die.
undoubtedly.
A few days later, Du Fang's portrait appeared again on the signboards of various islands. However, this time the portrait was much different than before. Capturing Ji Yuan had become Yuba Island's top priority.
On another island called Cangyu Island on Chonghuan Island, a group of monks were discussing around the bulletin board. These people had worried looks on their faces, fearing that Ji Yuan would come to Cangyu Island.
"Oh, if Ji Yuan really comes here, what should we do?"
"Yes, yes, Ji Yuan's cultivation at the Huaquan realm is perfect. If there are no seniors from the Nascent Xuan realm to take charge, how can we resist it?"
"It's all my fault that the island owner was too eager to expand Yuba Island. I don't know where he provoked this murderous god. The entire Duankong Island was slaughtered. Not to mention the monks, not even the spiritual beasts were spared.
Just."
Everyone in the crowd said something to each other, making the already depressed atmosphere even more bleak.
But at this moment, a rough man outside the crowd shouted at the people in front of the card board: "A bunch of worthless things. No matter how talented Ji Yuan is, he is just one person. What are you afraid of!"
When everyone heard this, they turned to look at the rough and arrogant man.
I saw this rough and arrogant man wearing a suit of armor and holding a big knife in his hand. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked like a domineering person at first glance.
This man, who is in the middle stage of the Great Chinese Spring Realm, is the elder who protects the island of Cangyu Island.
There was a skinny old man in the crowd, who looked like the rough and arrogant man with a worried look on his face and asked: "Senior Litai, that traitor Ji Yuan has the perfect cultivation level of Huaquan Realm. I heard rumors that his methods are extraordinary. I'm afraid he is the same."
The monks in this realm may not be his opponents, so how can we not worry about this?"
The rough and arrogant man named Li Tai had an angry look on his face and cursed at the old man: "Bah, you weak-boned thing. Yuba Island and Chonghuan Island already sent three people from the Huaquan Realm of Great Perfection yesterday.
Fellow Taoists have come to my Cangyu Island, what are you afraid of?"
When everyone heard what Li Tai said, they all showed surprise.
Seeing the expressions of everyone, Li Tai said with arrogance: "Even if Ji Yuan has some tricks, after all, he is just one person. If he still wants to cause trouble on Cangyu Island, it will be fine if he doesn't come. If he dares
Come, I, Cangyu Island, will extract his soul and torture him for seven days and seven nights!"
When the monks around him saw Li Tai's heroic spirit, they immediately started complimenting him.
"With Senior Litai here, we can rest easy."
"Haha, senior Litai is really a role model for our generation. On the road to immortality, you must be as powerful as your senior to be able to look down on you."
In just a short moment, Li Tai was carried away by the words of appreciation from the monks around him. He raised his head high and his eyes flashed, as if Ji Yuan had been captured by him.
In the teahouse nearby, a young man was sipping spiritual tea carefully, looking at Li Tai and these monks with sarcasm in his eyes.
At this time, a voice came to the young man's ear: "Hey, hey, boy, it seems that these people are not only wary of you, but they are also looking forward to catching you and claiming credit."
"Haha, they are a bunch of ignorant people. They are so blinded by materialistic desires that they cannot see how much they weigh." The young man held up the tea cup and said with a chuckle.