Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Nine Great Sword of Immortal Slaying
Li Xiuyuan was shocked when he heard the roar like thousands of troops.
He was still in the city and shouted loudly at this moment: "The flood is coming. Anyone who wants to live must go to the city wall."
The ancient city walls were built to defend against enemy invaders, so they were built the strongest and could stand for hundreds of years without falling down. Even if floods hit, if the people could climb the city walls, their lives would be safe.
But the premise is that the flood does not overwhelm the city wall.
Li Xiuyuan urged the people to take refuge, but now the flood was coming, so he had to climb the city wall as quickly as possible.
When he came to the city wall, he looked up to the north, his face turned pale, and his hands and feet felt a little cold.
But in the distance, a turbid flood was gradually coming in. At first there was not much, just a little, but later on, there was a tendency of thousands of troops galloping towards Guo Beicheng.
"It's really here." Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself.
The flood came very quickly, and soon spread to Guo Beicheng, and then surrounded Guo Beicheng with water, and then a large amount of muddy water began to pour into the city.
At this time, the people in the city became completely panicked.
There were so many people in the city. Even though Li Xiuyuan urged them hard and sent subordinates from the escort agency to shout, and the Eight Kings poured water from the moat into the city in advance, the effect was not very satisfactory.
There are still many people who have not retreated, or simply do not believe that the flood will come.
Now that the floodwaters poured into the city at a speed visible to the naked eye, the people who had not escaped in advance began to panic, run, and cry.
"Rumble..."
The floods are increasing, and the levees are on the verge of collapse. The moats have been completely filled in. The water in the city has already reached the knees, and the water continues to increase. Soon it will be waist-high, and then it will be even higher.
Will be dead.
The main reason why the water in the city rose so quickly was due to the heavy rain during this period.
Heavy rains have already flooded the city, and now floods are coming.
It can be said that the time given to the people to respond is simply not enough time for a stick of incense.
No wonder the Eight Great Kings said that there was only one hour to take refuge.
Li Xiuyuan was standing on the city wall at the moment, clenching his fists and looking at everything in the city.
His power alone is too small to save everyone.
At this moment, he saw a woman on the street holding up her dress with a frightened expression, trying to run to a place where the flood could not reach. However, before she could run far, the flood behind her knocked her to the ground, and then a
Waves of flood water hit, and the woman soon fell into the flood water, slapping the water and shouting for help.
But now that the flood has entered the city, who can save her? She just shouted a few times before she was swept in by the water and completely submerged.
He saw a child staying at home. At this moment, the flood hit. The child shouted in terror and hugged the doorpost of a house, trying not to be washed away by the water. However, the flood soon came over, and the child was
and his home were flooded.
He also saw an old man with limited legs and feet, but he had given up hope of escaping. He was sitting in the flood, wiping tears and saying nothing.
There was a strong man, carrying a gray-haired old lady on his back, panting, and running towards the south of the city as fast as possible without saying a word.
The white-haired old woman cried and hit the man on the head: "You stupid son, why didn't you carry your grandson out just now? He can carry on the family line for you. Why didn't you carry your wife out? She can carry on the family line for you.
Why are you carrying a useless old woman like me behind your back when you have a baby? I'll beat you silly son to death."
"Mom, stop talking."
The strong man's tears rolled down his face, and he fled with his mother on his back while crying.
Li Xiuyuan was standing on the city wall at this moment, watching this scene happen.
Life, separation and death are constantly happening before our eyes.
However, at this time, it rained heavily for more than ten days, but it stopped now.
Although the clouds were still thick, the heavy rain stopped falling.
"Ouch~!"
The roar of the dragon sounded, and a dark dragon shuttled through the dark clouds, revealing a claw and a half of it from time to time, proving the identity of this black dragon.
"Wujiang Dragon King, now you are satisfied."
Li Xiuyuan looked up to the sky and roared: "It's raining! Your 30-day heavy rain continues to rain. Why has it stopped now?"
"Ouch~!"
Wujiang Dragon King's dragon roar echoed, and he seemed to hear Li Xiuyuan's roar and flew towards here.
A huge dragon's head poked out of the dark clouds, overlooking Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan opened his arms and roared: "Listen, you evil dragon, listen, all the people are wailing, screaming, and calling for help. Is this sound satisfying to you? Is this the only way to calm your anger at the loss of your son?"
"Li Xiuyuan, this has happened, how do you deal with it? Besides, it is not my wish to flood Guo Beicheng. The water situation is not within my control."
Wujiang Dragon King stared at Li Xiuyuan with indifference.
"Don't talk too much. Today I will kill you, take your head, and sacrifice it to all the people." Li Xiuyuan said angrily.
The Dragon King of Wujiang said disdainfully: "Kill me? It's ridiculous. I have practiced Taoism for 1,500 years, and I am the righteous god of Wujiang enshrined by the Heavenly Palace. I practice the immortal way, which is not comparable to the clay sculptures in the temple.
Even if there is no incense to offer, I am still the Dragon King. How can you kill me? And even if this happens, the worst I can do is abandon my position as the Dragon King of Wujiang and hide in the East China Sea. Anyway, I have already crossed the world.
After three human tribulations, as long as the righteous gods of the Heavenly Palace cannot hold me down, I can still be free and happy."
"Moreover, do you really naively think that the righteous god of the Heavenly Palace will go against me? Stop joking, call some Thunder Lords over and see if they kill me, or if I kill all the Thunder Lords in one go
Swallowed."
Even if a city was flooded because of himself, the Dragon King of Wujiang was not afraid.
He is already a deity who transcends the mortal world. Even if he is burdened with a huge crime, he must be killed by other deities.
If you can't kill, no matter how great the crime is, it will be useless.
"Hey, Evil Dragon, have you finished speaking?" Li Xiuyuan interrupted him.
"What?"
The Dragon King of Wujiang focused his eyes and felt that the aura of Li Xiuyuan, a mortal saint, seemed to have changed somewhat, and there seemed to be a dangerous aura emanating from him.
Immediately, he opened his eyes angrily.
Impossible, how could a mere mortal make him, the Dragon King of Wujiang, feel in danger, not even a saint on earth.
In his opinion, the saints in the world can only protect themselves by staying away from ghosts and gods. How can they have the power to kill the gods?
Li Xiuyuan remained silent, but stood on the city wall and walked step by step towards the Dragon King of Wujiang.
Taking a step, his body swayed slightly, as if he was stumbling a bit.
After two steps, his head came down.
After three steps, his body suddenly trembled.
"Buzz~!"
In an instant, a purple energy invisible to the naked eye shot up into the sky from Li Xiuyuan's body, and something seemed to rush out along with the purple energy. It instantly penetrated the dark clouds above his head and reached the sky.
"Out of body experience?"
The huge dragon body of the Wujiang Dragon King began to move restlessly among the dark clouds.
He was still a little afraid of the human saint's soul leaving his body.
But then, I saw a copper car flying out of the purple air rising into the sky, floating quietly in the mid-air.
Inside the bronze cart, Li Xiuyuan sat upright with his eyes closed, like a statue.
However, at this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, moved his body, and walked out of the copper cart.
"Who taught you the method of leaving the body? You are a saint in the world and no one dares to teach you the method at will. But even if you leave the body, I am not afraid of you." The Dragon King of Wujiang stared at the dark clouds.
Following him, the sound was like muffled thunder.
"You're not afraid of me, then are you afraid of death?" Li Xiuyuan stared at him and said coldly.
"Death, this kind of thing, I have not thought about for a thousand years." Wujiang Dragon King said.
"Then let me think about it today." After Li Xiuyuan finished speaking, he glanced at the copper car behind him and suddenly reached out to grab it.
He grabbed the handlebar of the copper car floating in the air and lifted it up.
As soon as the copper cart was lifted up, it was seen that the copper cart changed rapidly.
The handlebar turned into the handle of the knife, and the car body turned into the blade. When he looked again, he saw a simple broadsword being grasped in Li Xiuyuan's hand.
This knife is ordinary, the blade is transparent and colorless, and can reflect the sky, but on the blade of this knife, it seems that there are two big characters carved with blood: 车, jin.
The two words combined are: cut.
On the other side of the blade, there are two big characters carved in blood: person and mountain.
The two words combined are: immortal.
"No, nephew, don't learn the art of driving and pounding."
However, at this moment, a crane carved from wood fluttered its wings in the distance, and sitting on it was a slovenly Taoist wearing tattered Taoist robes.
When Taoist Mu saw the big knife in Li Xiuyuan's hand, he turned pale with fright and hurriedly exclaimed.
"It's too late, I've already learned this."
Li Xiuyuan held a big sword and slashed at the Dragon King of Wujiang.
"Buzz~!"
With a wave of the broadsword, the heaven and the earth seemed to shake. In an instant, a huge hole was torn open in the sky. The thick dark clouds disappeared in an instant. The traces of the broadsword were slashed, starting from Li Xiuyuan.
, extending for a full three hundred miles into the distance.
The sky seemed to have been torn apart.
The dark clouds that had been pressing down on Guo Beicheng for more than ten days were completely cut away by this knife, and the autumn sunshine shone down in a dazzling way, illuminating the entire Guo Beicheng.
This sword seemed to cut out a bright universe.
"Ouch~!"
Wujiang Dragon King roared in pain, but his body stagnated, and then yellow dragon blood spurted out and half of his body fell from the sky. With a huge sound of falling into the water, this half of his body fell into the water.
In the flood.
However, at this moment, Wujiang Dragon King ignored the pain and opened his eyes wide, looking at the big knife in Li Xiuyuan's hand with fear.
"Here, what kind of knife is this?"
Li Xiuyuan's soul flew over with a broadsword in hand and said in a cold voice: "Immortal-killing broadsword."
The Wujiang Dragon King trembled all over, supported his half-broken body, roared repeatedly, and ran away crazily into the distance.
What kind of magic weapon is there to deceive ghosts by killing immortals? There is no such magic weapon in the world. This, this is simply the way of a saint in the world.
"Are you leaving?" Li Xiuyuan waved his sword again.
"Buzz~!"
In the sky, a hole opened again.
"Don't, don't kill me." Wujiang Dragon King shouted in horror.
"Tsk~!"
Dragon blood splashed in the sky, and a huge dragon's head left its body and flew in the air.
There was deep fear in those huge dragon eyes.
"So... you are also afraid of death." Li Xiuyuan said calmly and slowly.