Volume 13 Chapter 7

The sky falls and the province is full of light yellow light.

"It's a pity that today's biluoling is not the one that once heard of people and the moon. The world of practitioners is a new era."

Looking at the Tianluo provincial governor's office which is not far below the eyes, a little fat young man in green robe sitting on the sacred wood flying crane made a heartfelt sigh.

He is Cheng Lishu, one of the most famous young practitioners in Zhongzhou city. Although he is young, his accomplishments have reached the peak of the grand master. He was recruited by Zhongzhou guards to support him. He is recognized as one of the young people who entered Zhongzhou city these years, and is most likely to become one of the practitioners offered by the imperial court in the future.

The most important thing is that he learned from hanbanchi in Shanyin province. Hanbanchi, originally named hanyuchi, is the only private saint in the past decades in Yinxing province of Yunqin mountain. He realized the way of close combat. He fought with people close to his opponent's front, left and back. He was always close to his opponent's body and stuck to his opponent's body. In this way, his opponent was not only more It's too late to react, and it's very uncomfortable.

This kind of cultivator who dares to get close and move in a very short space, and whose soul power is exquisite against the enemy in an inch, is naturally a cultivator who can fight very well.

When Cheng Lishu entered Zhongzhou City, he was a statesman. Up to now, he has experienced more than 20 battles with his rivals at the same level and has never been defeated. So at this moment, he gently rubbed his smooth, fat and tender fingers. His face was full of strong self-confidence and a trace of excitement that could not be concealed.

"Let's go. Let's take nianchenjing, a foreigner from the Jiang family, for the last ride."

He turned his head and looked at the black and thin middle-aged man who made the sacred tree flying crane smile.

Since the imperial city of Zhongzhou has been cleaned for a long time, it is impossible for the emperor to let go of Jiangjia's last important force in biluoling.

Since the change of Prajna corridor, Jiangjia, the provincial governor, has made many arrangements in the military of tianluoxing province. The army guards many areas like iron buckets. However, nianchenjing itself is just a practitioner who has just passed the division level of a big country, and his subordinates are mostly practitioners of the national division level.

In the battle of biluoling, after hearing the rebellion of the moon, there were no practitioners at all in Bishui and tianluoxing province.

The huge army can stop and kill the powerful cultivators last year, but now things like the God wood flying crane can easily pass through the army's blockade and pursuit. Now the black and thin middle-aged man who is making the God wood flying crane is one of the emperor's close attendants, and his accomplishments have reached the peak of the grand division.

Now there is an exact secret report. The time of the year is in the governor's office, and several powerful subordinates have been assigned to Tianluo to March among the provincial armies, ready to start. Under such circumstances, Cheng Li Shu naturally believes that no one in the provincial governor's mansion below can prevent him from killing the foreign surnamed Jiang.

Although the cultivation of the black and thin middle-aged man of the Royal emissary is slightly higher than the etiquette of Cheng, if the real battle is not necessarily the opponent of the young man, and the etiquette of Cheng is the subject of the beheading action. He is only ordered to cooperate, so it is impossible to disobey the order of the etiquette of Cheng. He silently nodded, and then he would make the sacred wood flying crane land rapidly.

However, at this time, he heard some sound of air breaking over his head.

At this moment, when he looked up and turned his head to the air behind him, he thought of some possibility, and his face turned a little white.

Cheng Lishu's eyebrows also wrinkled at this moment.

His reaction was no slower than that of the black, thin, middle-aged man of practice.

A certain possibility that appeared in his mind at this moment naturally caused fear in his heart. However, he was always a proud young man. Pride conquered fear at this time. At the moment of frowning, his hands fell down, his body stood up directly from the sacred tree flying crane, and turned to look back.

At this time, the God wood flying crane is high in the sky, surrounded by nature is the boundless world, only the wind and cloud.

He stood proudly on the sacred tree and crane, just like a proud lonely peak.

His eyes narrowed slightly at once. In the vast and open sky, and in the higher sky above the sacred tree flying crane where he was, he saw a yellow light falling rapidly.

That yellow light is also a god wood flying crane.

Now in the world, only emperor Yunqin and qingluan college have such things as sacred trees and flying cranes. He and the black and thin middle-aged practitioners are the people of emperor Yunqin. Naturally, the other side can only be the people of qingluan college.

When he heard the sound of clothing hunting in the higher sky, what scared him and the black and thin middle-aged practitioners was the four characters of qingluan college.

But at the moment, seeing the God wood flying crane falling rapidly, Cheng Li's frown was also loosened, and a low cold hum came out of his mouth.

Because there is only one person on the other's sacred tree flying crane.

A young woman in black.

The unique black robe can naturally make the identity of qingluan college more clear. It is not only the students of qingluan college who can wear this black robe, but also the strength of the other party. It can not be judged by appearance and age. However, at this moment, through the faint breath in the air flow, Cheng Li can be sure that the other party's accomplishments are not holy teachers.

Before the holy master, he has to divide some soul power into the sacred tree flying crane. How can he fight with him?

Although the black robe lecturer of qingluan college is the most eccentric and powerful practitioner in the world, he is always an individual and must conform to the truth in the world.

This powerful young man of practice in Zhongzhou city is proud.

However, at the next moment, his pride turned into panic, and his body turned into a stone sculpture because of its rigidity.

A sharp and unbelievable scream came out of his mouth and the mouth of the black, thin, middle-aged cultivator who was making the God wood flying crane!

Each other's God wood flying crane, just like a meteorite, directly bumps into the God wood flying crane where they are!

Cheng is good at fighting, but he has never experienced such a fight!

In the scream of fear to the extreme, any close combat skill he is good at is useless. At the moment when the God wood flying crane of the other side collides with the howling wind on the God wood flying crane where he is, his brain is just a blank, just like the wild man in Zhongzhou city who can't fight, he directly blows a fist at the other side.

What's different is that the ordinary mang man in Zhongzhou city has no soul power, and his fist, in his extreme panic, blows out half of his soul power and bursts his whole sleeve.

A bang.

Qingluan College's elegant and bookish black robed woman pushed her hands forward, and between the two sides' soul force collision, an extremely dull hum came from her mouth.

She took off her body and the crane, and flew back.

Shenmu flying crane and Shenmu flying crane collide. Under the impact of soul force, the two Shenmu flying cranes are not broken, but the hard wood strips are directly disintegrated. The two wooden cranes are directly cracked, and become countless pieces of wood chips, which are sputtered out like countless sharp yellow knives.

A piece of wood hit Cheng Li's pale face, leaving a trace of blood.

Cheng Li opened his mouth over the countless pieces of wood, but he didn't make any sound. Everything seemed to freeze in the air.

This sense of weightlessness and fear of falling down suddenly at the foot of a person at a very high altitude is unimaginable for someone who has never experienced it. At this moment, his heart twitches and stops beating directly. All the blood is like flying out of his body in an instant, gathering on a thin layer of scalp at the top of his head. It seems that both the heart and the blood are going to spray out from the top of his head 。

Falling from such a high altitude among clouds, even the practitioners of holy master level cannot have enough soul power to spray and slow down the falling speed, and will die when landing.

So at this moment, Cheng Lishu knows that he and the black and thin middle-aged practitioners are doomed to die.

It's just that he doesn't understand that he can't survive.

Are these people in qingluan college crazy?

At the moment when he began to fall sharply to meet his death, Cheng Li, a young man of Zhongzhou city who never had any pride again, took a look at the beautiful woman in black robe who fell not far away.

Then he saw that the beautiful woman in black pulled a piece of wire.

His eyes were frozen.

He saw behind the beautiful woman in the black robe, and pulled open a big black umbrella, a big umbrella with wind and great tenacity.

Like a huge black flower, blooming in the air.

In relative sight, in his sense, this black flower in full bloom in the air seems to be slowly floating upward with this beautiful woman in black robe, melodious in the air.

……

This is the first real battle in the world.

Encore, who was falling slowly in the air, shook his head slowly, calmly and compassionately, according to Cheng Li, who was looking at fear and helplessness, but his eyes were stagnant at the end.

After the war, the emperor will certainly learn some lessons from it.

But in this world, only qingluan college has generals.

Qingluan college has always had some advanced consciousness beyond the world, and a variety of ideas and creativity leading the world.

Therefore, many people who are destined to be enemies of qingluan college will die like today's Cheng Li Shu. Therefore, the black robe lecturer and professor of qingluan college will have the pride that the world cannot understand.

……

Nianchenjing looks up to the sky with many provincial governors.

When Cheng Lishu and the black and thin middle-aged cultivators screamed with fear at high altitude, the people in the provincial governor's office found that nianchenjing was already under the guard of dozens of guards. Then he and the dozens of guards saw the sharp collision of the two sacred trees and flying cranes in the sky.

"Aggressive..."

Countless hard pieces of wood, like rain, began to land in the provincial governor's office, and even knocked out a hole in the roof of the provincial governor's office.

Among these small sounds, there were two huge heavy thumps.

Cheng Li Shu and the black and thin middle-aged cultivator fell to the ground, bounced up and died in a split moment.

The scene of the year sweeps to the two dead practitioners, looks at the two practitioners with seven orifices bleeding, body deformation and the deep pit on the ground, takes a deep breath, then looks up again, looks at the slowly falling black flower in the sky. (to be continued)