The wantonly scattered Strength Qi was like a storm, the street was instantly destroyed. In this moment, a large number of shops on the street collapsed, and dozens of innocent people were affected and died tragically.
However, no matter how majestic the power of the river was, Yan Zhaoyang's tall and strong figure stood in front of everyone like a boulder. As for the tottering Lonely Moon Tower, it was still on the verge of collapse, as though it was still far from collapsing.
Li Xiang Jun knew it was an illusion, but she couldn't help believing it.
She believed that if Yan Li was here, he would protect this place as if he was protecting his own life.
This was because Yan Zhaoyang had not said a single word from the beginning until now. Instead, he had used his body to block the violent storm.
"Calm down, calm down … Think about what he would do in this situation …"
Li Xiang Jun forced herself to control her breathing. For a Level Six warrior, the storm outside was like the end of the world. It was almost impossible to think of a way to break out of this situation.
She disappointedly realized that she was not Yan Li. The more desperate the situation was, the more her thoughts were in a mess. She could not cut them off and straighten them out. There was no room for her to think.
"Madam, capture the leader first …"
At this moment, He Xin, the Junior Commander of the Swordsman Camp, suddenly spoke.
He Xin was the President of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce. He was an experienced man, so he gave her some advice calmly.
With his advice, Li Xiang Jun finally calmed down a little. She wasn't very smart, but she was more meticulous than other girls.
He glanced at the enemies outside the Lonely Moon Tower. Of course, the king here was Wang Ba. However, he was obviously not the one He Xin was referring to. If they could capture him, they would not have to worry here. Obviously, they wanted to use someone to force him to stop.
The only one who had conditions here was Wang Yuanlang.
At this moment, Wang Yuanlang was standing on the left side of the Lonely Moon Tower, watching the fight between the two powerful warriors. He didn't notice what was going on inside the Lonely Moon Tower.
Li Xiang Jun looked at the building again. There were six junior commanders guarding the building. Among them, Sun Zhangzhi, the herb farmer, and Yang Qing were dead. He Xin, Wang Pan, Liu Yue, and Shi Jianzhang were the only ones left. Among them, Wang Pan was a Rank Two Warrior, and He Xin was a Rank Four Warrior. As for the other servants and warriors, they couldn't do anything here.
It was hard to capture Wang Yuanlang, a Level Two Warrior, with such little power, but it was not impossible.
Li Xiang Jun winked at He Xin.
He Xin understood and called the other three to discuss. After confirming their respective positions and missions, they held their breaths and prepared to give it their all for one last fight.
Yan Chaoyang had killed a lot of people, too many to count. However, few people knew that he didn't like killing people. His interest was to open a tavern and make wine with his brother Yan Chaosheng's recipe. He sold it to the customers, as if he could live a drunken life with them.
Of course, he didn't like to live a drunken life. He liked to live a simple and ordinary life.
However, it didn't mean that he didn't have a sense of belonging to Yanshan Robber. In fact, among the three Senior Commanders, he had the strongest sense of belonging to Yanshan Robber.
If anyone dared to touch Yanshan Robber, no matter who they were, they would fight to the death.
Everyone was born with something on their shoulders.
And that was what Yan Chaoyang was carrying.
"Wang Ba!" He let out a terrifying roar that shook the entire city. He tightened his grip on the spear. Blue veins popped up on his skin. A blood-red aura rose around him, pushing back the raging river.
Sui Xiong broke through the air with the blood-red light, stabbing at Wang Ba.
"Good timing!" Wang Ba laughed. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and leaped backward like a bird. He landed on a dilapidated roof on the other side of the street. He spread his fingers and pushed forward.
A vast amount of Genuine Qi poured out.
The tip of the spear touched it. The blood-red light distorted, like a demon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
This was the power of the Divine Polarity and Demon Polarity. It was like water and fire, unable to merge with Wang Ba's Great River Technique. There were continuous explosions.
A series of explosions hurt everyone's eardrums. They almost lost their hearing.
"Do it!" Li Xiang Jun was meticulous. She knew that this was the best time to strike.
Four people pounced. Wang Pan, who had the highest level of cultivation, attacked first.
Wang Yuanlang sensed the wind and came to his senses. He was furious. "Yan Chaoyang is one thing, but you lowly things, who gave you the guts to fight back?"
Amidst his ferocious laughter, the Killing Intent Blade struck.
His Great River Technique wasn't strong enough yet, but it was more than enough to deal with ordinary cultivators.
Wang Pan gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the blade. He had to complete the mission even if he had to lose one of his hands.
Swish!
However, Wang Yuanlang's blade was so powerful that he didn't expect it at all. His entire hand was cut into pieces.
Shi Jianzhang's claw passed through Wang Pan's screams and silently hooked at Wang Yuanlang.
Wang Yuanlang rolled his eyes and sneered. "Lowly bandits, you're really capable of anything."
With a flick of his wrist, the Killing Intent Blade left his hand and whizzed in the air. Before Shi Jianzhang could react, the blade had cut off his head.
Blood sprayed into the air.
However, no one had time to grieve for him. Before they took action, they were all prepared to die.
The last move was Liu Yue and He Xin's net. As the Killing Intent Blade left his hand, Wang Yuanlang didn't have anything to defend himself, and was caught in the net.
Li Xiang Jun's face lit up. She was about to ask Wang Ba to stop, but a sizzling sound interrupted her.
The net, Liu Yue, and He Xin were torn into pieces.
A middle-aged man in armor with a big belly walked out of the crowd of soldiers with a smile. He was waving a weird fan in his hand, and the blades of the fan shone coldly and returned to their positions. It was obvious that he was the one who made the fan.
It was General Du Sheng of the Huaiyuan Army.
"Thank you, Uncle Du. I almost fell into those bandits' trap." Wang Yuanlang said with a smile.
Du Sheng smiled and said, "Not at all. Nephew, you can handle it. I was being a busybody."
Wang Pan, the only survivor of the four little commanders, had lost his right wrist and could not even control his treasured weapon. He ran back to Li Xiang Jun's side and said miserably: "Madam, we are useless …"
Li Xiang Jun couldn't help but feel desperate.
Wang Yuanlang sneered and looked at her. "Madam, if you want to catch me, I will surrender. Why did you send them to die?"
Li Xiang Jun hated him. She glared at him and said, "The Wild Fox Battalion is not here. If Mr. First knows about this, none of you will live!"
"Do you think I'm scared?" Wang Yuanlang looked fierce. He stepped forward and was about to catch her.
At this time, the aftermath of the Strength Qi that was like a violent wave crashed back, forcing Wang Yuanlang to the side.
Yan Chaoyang flew back like a shooting star. He bounced on the ground for dozens of feet and stopped at Li Xiang Jun's feet.
"Mr. Second!" Li Xiang Jun hurried to help him.
Yan Chaoyang pushed her away and stood up with the help of the Dragon Soul Spear. He kept vomiting blood, which dyed his chest red.
"Mr. Second …" Li Xiang Jun choked with sobs. "We lost. Don't resist anymore. We will die …"
Yan Zhaoyang's body swayed a little. He turned around and looked at Li Xiang Jun seriously. A gentle smile appeared on his cold face for the first time. "Hope is a beautiful thing."
His voice was still hoarse and unpleasant. "No matter how difficult the situation is, don't give up hope."
It was rare for him to say so many words in one sentence.
After Li Xiang Jun was stunned, she suddenly understood that there was a reason for everything. She slowly revealed a smile. "I understand."
Yan Chaoyang turned his head. Even though he kept vomiting blood, his body was still surrounded by a wild aura. He raised the Dragon Soul Spear high, fully showing his high fighting spirit.
Under the forging of the bronze furnace of the mortal world, a strong and resolute heart was born. It was so dazzling that people couldn't look at it directly.
Wang Ba was a little moved. "What a good Dragon Soul Spear. I didn't want to use it. Since it's like this, I'll let you see it today!" After saying that, he grasped something behind him. A wide saber suddenly appeared behind him.
The saber was sheathed in a black iron sheath. The scabbard was made of black iron and had a deep black color.
He pulled it out of the scabbard. It was a broad-edged saber. The body of the saber emitted a dazzling cold light under the setting sun.
Wang Yuanlang said excitedly, "It's Overlord Wing. Father is finally willing to use a treasured weapon!" Although he was very excited, he retreated with Du Sheng. Obviously, he knew how terrifying it was.
"Mountains, rivers, grass, trees, and stars. I'll use this move to send you on your way. It's not a waste of your time on the Asura List!"
Wang Ba shouted. He held the saber with both hands and chopped it down in the direction of the Lonely Moon Restaurant.
A strange smile hung on Yan Chaoyang's face. He leaned the Dragon Soul Spear heavily on the ground.
"I hope that the sky will always be blue."
"I hope that the nightmare will never come again."
"I hope that there will be no more killings."
"I hope that the aroma of Little Brother's wine will spread to the world."
"I hope …"
The next moment, the saber light engulfed the entire Lonely Moon Restaurant. The shaky Lonely Moon Restaurant finally collapsed, burying the three standing figures.
…
"What did you say? This is the Great Snow Mountain? "Xiao Chun screamed.
"Can you shut up?" Yan Li scolded him impatiently. "Your Miss is a big shot. You've been with her for so many years. Why haven't you made any progress? It's just the Great Snow Mountain. What's there to be surprised about? "
"No, Yan Li, look behind you." Xiao Chun's voice was full of panic.
"What's the difference between here and here?" Yan Li frowned.
"Let me go. Let me go. I don't want to die with you …" Xiao Chun suddenly struggled fiercely.
Yan Li was very surprised. When he looked back, his face suddenly turned pale.
"Is this … an avalanche?"
The snow-capped mountains slid off layer by layer and rushed down like a flood.
Yan Li was scared out of his wits. He turned around and fled.
But it was everywhere. He had no way to escape. He was buried.
In the end, he could only let out a resentful sigh. "My life is over."
However, he woke up in a daze.
"Xiao Chun?" He grabbed behind him, but there was nothing.
In front of him was a gate made of crystal.
The gate opened slowly, revealing another Ji Zhiyuan.
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