The silence on the riverside dam did not last long. At the widest point in the middle of the Boliu River, a water curtain that seemed to connect heaven and earth exploded, and an auspicious beast with a dragon head, a horse body, red scales, and wings leaped out.
, stepping on the already furious river current, rushed towards Feng Qing'an's location.
But at this moment, the Boliu River was completely rioting because of the angry will of a being. The sky-high waves and surging rapids that were dozens of feet high were shocking even when standing on the shore.
The auspicious beast in it, even if it breaks through the water curtains one after another and smashes the torrent after another, is still more and more powerless, because the water is targeting her at this moment, trying to suppress her and drag her under the water.
Yin~
At this moment, a Qingyue dragon roar sounded that shook the world. The golden dragon shadow rose from Feng Qingan's body, turning into a majestic existence like a god descending from the earth, and the gorgeous halberd in his hand struck down with force.
The azure edge fell, and a brilliant light bloomed that seemed to separate the heaven and the earth. In an instant, it split open all the obstacles between the auspicious beast and the embankment, turning it into a smooth and smooth road.
The auspicious beast that seemed to be about to sink in the torrent and was swept to the bottom of the river took this opportunity to instantly cross the embankment and stand beside Feng Qingan, and then turned into the very familiar dark clouds and snow.
Seeing Sen Miao change like this brought great shock to the ghosts and gods next to her.
However, although the warriors who had been following Feng Qingan were also surprised, what shocked them even more was the golden figure standing in front of Feng Qingan and the gorgeous spurge it held in its hands.
It was not until this moment that they truly realized that Minglongjia had been merciful to them all along. If they were willing, warriors of their level would be wiped out with just one blow and would have no qualifications to fight with them.
"It turns out that this is the true power of Minglong Armor!"
All the warriors were greatly shocked, even Butler Zhao, who had lived for more than two hundred years, was no exception. He also felt sincerely in awe of the majestic power of suppressing the flow of a hundred miles of river with just one blow.
"Come back, don't hold on!"
Looking at the bright dragon armor in front of him, which seemed to be infinitely beautiful at the moment, Feng Qingan stretched out his hand to call it back. As the owner, no one knew the details of this dragon armor better than him.
Its combat power evaluation rating is still Commander-in-Chief, and it has not even reached the Lord level, but it has struck a blow that can threaten the king. This is naturally the credit of the divine soldier Ting Hai.
But even with such power, it is not rated as a king, because the spiritual power it holds is strictly classified according to the realm. It is a commander. After hitting this blow that can threaten the king, it can't even swing a second blow.
After the attack, most of Minglongjia's spiritual power had just been drained.
The combat power rating is based on the combat power that can be sustained and stably exploded under normal conditions, rather than the temporary burst of destructive power beyond the realm with the help of magical weapons or special secret skills. Because it is not long-lasting, the rating is determined
, is often the real state.
Yin~
After hearing Feng Qing'an's call, his appearance remained unchanged, but in fact the Minglong Armor that had been hollowed out turned into a slender dragon, and got into his sleeves under the extremely concerned gazes of the ghosts and gods.
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It was at this moment that the dense water vapor rose above the mighty river, which was originally filled with waves and rapids, and turned into dense clouds and rain. The deep rain clouds spread rapidly with an abnormal trend visible to the naked eye, and the big raindrops followed.
It was smashed down.
The heavy rain is pouring down, and the river is pouring down. The originally dangerous river has become even more dangerous from now on. In the increasingly turbid river, a bright red light like fire appears in the river, outlining the winding movement of the river.
The hundred-foot-long dragon shadow.
When the dragon shadow appeared in the majestic rainstorm, the heavy dragon power spread, and Feng Qing'an could clearly feel that the figures and auras of the ghosts and gods who came to watch were suppressed in an instant.
Feng Qing'an didn't care about the group of ghosts and gods. Anyway, they were just a group of people. There was no need to expect them to do anything. They would just witness everything that happened next.
The young man stood in the heavy rain without getting wet. He looked at the red dragon shadow that became more and more conspicuous in the darkening night and the surging river. He couldn't help but smile.
"There's not even a single mortal here, so what's the use of creating this heavy rain? Who do you want Suicune to scare? Take it back and save your energy!"
As Feng Qing'an's calm voice fell, the increasingly fierce rainstorm gradually calmed down. However, the rain was still heavy, but it could not affect Feng Qing'an.
As for the group of warriors, it didn't matter. They looked at the hundred-foot-long dragon shadow in the river with excitement and excitement. This was the first time in their lives that they had seen such an existence.
The river surged, and a red dragon head like a hill poked out from the river, with red horns, bright scales, long fluttering beards, and a dragon's mane that rippled with the rapids.
Looking at the dragon head alone, Bailangjiang Shuijun Hongxi is almost exactly the same, but there are differences in size and details. Under the dragon head, it is completely different.
Hong Xi has the head of a dragon and the body of a fish, but the flowing river lord in front of him has the body of a snake. The winding snake body makes him look very similar to a real dragon, but Feng Qingan can see clearly.
The dense rainstorm and the turbulent river current could not block his gaze at all. He could see that this Suicune only had a pair of front paws and no back paws, and its front paws only had three toes, which were hidden under the water.
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But even so, Po Liujiang Shuijun still possesses a powerful force that Feng Qing'an alone cannot contend with.
"Appraisal!"
[Race: Dragon]
[Attributes: dragon, god, water, thunder]
[Potential Level: King·Medium]
[Combat power level: King·Superior]
As the younger brother, Bailangjiang Water Lord Hongxi, compared with his elder brother, is indeed a real younger brother. Based on the identification results alone, Feng Qing'an can conclude that the red dragon in front of him can stretch out a claw and hit Hongxi.
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"You look very similar to that person, and your breath is also very similar, but you are not him!"
Feng Qing'an was sizing up the dragon, and Po Liujiang Shuijun, who had manifested his true form, was also sizing up Feng Qing'an. How could he not know the appearance of the enemy who killed his father?
"What is your relationship with him?"
"Brothers!"
Feng Qing'an looked at the Dragon Lord who showed infinite power under the violent wind, rain, and thunder and lightning, and replied calmly, not afraid of irritating just one head, which was bigger than Heishan and Bai Yao combined.
Dragon.
"What do you think of me, Suicune?"
"You are not him!"
Boliujiang Shuijun responded again, his eyes were full of indifference, but not crazy. It seemed that he had no intention of killing Feng Qing'an to vent his hatred.
I don't know if it was because the sword on Feng Qing'an's waist calmed him down and he didn't do anything drastic.
"Since Suicune doesn't have any ideas, it's time for us to talk about business!"
The smile on Feng Qingan's face faded, his face became serious, and his tone became aggressive,
"In the past three years, why haven't you performed your duties as Suicune and spread clouds and rain?"
"Shi Yun to bring rain? Haha, every time mortals ask me for rain, I mostly respond. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"
The dragon's voice was as thick as the roar of thunder, stirring in the heavy rain, and seemed to be a bit mocking.
In the past three years, he has indeed been a little lazy and even discouraged, but he has done everything he should do. When mortals offer sacrifices to him or pray for rain, he will respond, but it is only a response. As for the fall,
Whether it is a torrential rain or a drizzle, what does that have to do with him? He has already rained!
"The rainfall in Nanzhao Prefecture has been decreasing year after year. The grain output in this grain-producing area has dropped sharply. In some places, the harvest has even been reduced by half. Did you know this?"
Feng Qing'an asked, his tone was extremely strong, as if he came to ask for guilt. He looked at the ghosts and gods worried, but they did not dare to speak out at this moment.
"This is your race's business. What does it have to do with me? Food production has dropped sharply. You should think about whether it is your race's own problem."
Hearing Feng Qingan's response, Shuijun coldly excused himself, not thinking that it had anything to do with him, but rather that it was a strange thing.
"Maybe the farmers are lazy and have no intention of farming, or maybe the officials are plundering and plundering, causing the loss of people's strength. Maybe your emperor is unethical and allows heaven to bring disasters, or there is even some treacherous and evil person who deceives all officials.
, leading to chaos in Chao Gang..."
"So, Nanshao Mansion's grain production has been decreasing every year in the past three years, and it has nothing to do with you at all?"
Feng Qingan's palm has already grasped the hilt of the sword.
"Maybe it has something to do with it, but in the final analysis, it's also your human race's fault!"
The Lord of the Wave River responded nonchalantly.
"oh?"
"You are that man's brother, so you should know what your brother has done. For the sake of Longzi, I was shocked to hear the bad news about my father. I didn't think about food and drink, and had no intention of dealing with Jianghe government affairs. This is a human race for you.
It is very common for me to do this, but you actually find me to blame. How is this?"
The bright red vertical pupils of the dragon were staring at Feng Qingan. The vertical pupils were larger than a human being, coupled with the unbridled power of the dragon, giving great pressure to the surrounding warriors and ghosts, but Feng Qingan was always
His face remained as usual, without any change in expression.
"So our human race has a filial piety period. If you are unable to fulfill your duties as Sui Lord, then you should abdicate. If you can't become Sui Lord, then don't become Sui Lord. As long as you abdicate, you can do whatever you want, including guarding your father's tomb.
No one will care about you!"
Feng Qingan said in a calm tone, but the words he spoke were more shocking than the thunder in the sky.
"Hahaha, you asked me to withdraw from the position of Lord Shui. Do you think anyone can take this position if they want to?"
Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Bo Liujiang Shuijun smiled instead of being angry. After laughing, he stared at the young man who looked very similar to his father-killing enemy. The suppressed anger in his heart burst out at this moment.
responsibility
"Who do you think you are? Do you think that holding that man's sword, you can easily command ghosts and gods, and you can also make me, Jiang Shuijun, abdicate? What do you think I am?"
"In my eyes, you are just a god without virtue. If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster!"
Feng Qingan responded.
"I have no virtue? Your brother killed my father, but I will still respond when you humans offer sacrifices to pray for rain. No matter how much or how little, I will respond. Why do you say that I am the king?"
Immoral?"
"Food production has been reduced year after year, and you are the culprit!"
At first glance, it sounds like this Suicune is quite aggrieved, and one can't help but sympathize with him. But think about his position, and if he is slightly negligent, even if he is just venting his emotions, how many human beings will suffer as a result?
"If the rainfall is abundant, the people don't need to pray for rain at all. If the people frequently offer sacrifices and pray for rain, it will be proof that you, Lord Sui, have lost your virtue. What do you want to do?"
"This is also because you humans have no gratitude. I have blessed the human races on both sides of the Taiwan Strait with good weather and good harvests every year. However, due to the bumper harvests every year, the number of incense offered to this king has dropped sharply every year!"
Lord Po Liujiang didn't think he was at all wrong. Instead, he laughed at the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
"Now that I am feeling lazy, the incense offered to me is increasing day by day. Hahaha, you humans are really cheap!"
"So you admit that you controlled the rainfall in order to force the people to offer incense to you?"
"I am not forcing you. This is just an exchange between me as a god and you humans. You offer incense to me, and I give you the heavy rain you asked for. I just get the incense I deserve. Why?
Is there any sin?"
"You have neither compassion nor sense of responsibility as a local. You are proud of your own divine power and despise the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. In recognition of your hard work in the past, I allow you to abdicate!"
Feng Qingan lowered her eyes.
"I still have the original question, who do you think you are? Your sword can command ghosts and gods, but it can't scare me. You are not your brother. Know yourself, little ant!"
The dragon lowered its head and sprayed hot balloons from its mouth and nose. It stared at the young man's thin figure and sneered mercilessly. To this, the young man said nothing and just drew his sword out of its sheath in response.
Zheng——
The snow-white sword light shone on both sides of the river at this moment. The dark clouds that had accumulated due to the existence of the dragon seemed to be swept away by the legendary giant Long Bo holding a sword. The stars and moon behind the dark clouds were revealed, flowing towards the mighty waves.
The river casts a faint soft light.
A faint golden stream of light filled the river, lingering on a dragon that had lost its vitality. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, but it resumed its flow in the next moment.
As the cumulus clouds in the sky were swept away, sticky dragon blood spurted out from the dragon's neck. The dragon's head, as big as a hill, fell from the air and hit the embankment. The headless dragon's body even
Without struggling, he would be swept downstream by the turbulent river current.
However, Sen Miao, who was under Feng Qing'an, reacted very quickly. Without Shuijun's suppression, she controlled the river current in front of her, preventing the headless dragon's body from being washed away by the current.
When Chen Heng was being promoted, he was in the same place as the severed head, which shocked even the ghosts and gods.
"well!"
Staring at the simple and unsullied long sword in his hand, Feng Qingan looked at it for a moment, then sighed softly, sheathed the sword, and looked at the wide-open eyes in front of him, as if there was still a trace of
I couldn't believe the remaining hill-like dragon head.
"If you don't want to abdicate, I will abdicate for you. Are you satisfied with the result?"
It was clear that he was a dragon-like Suicune whose vitality was ten times and a hundred times that of the great demon. But at this moment, under that sword, his performance was not even as good as that of an ordinary monster. All chances of resurrection were wiped out with just one sword strike.
Blood, vitality, soul...all previous opportunities were wiped out, and there was no time to regret or regret.