Rumble rumble!
Bursts of thunder and flashes of lightning resounded, and a torrential downpour came without warning. The people in Long Camel City all hid in their houses to avoid the rain.
Suddenly, they noticed that this rain was completely different from the rain they had seen in the past. It was a red rain, and it was like the tears of a saint. The cries that bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied the fate of mankind caused everyone in the city to feel inexplicably sad. Tears flowed uncontrollably down their cheeks.
"What's going on? Why is it raining blood? Could this be the Red Sand Rain that's rarely seen in a thousand years?"
"This isn't the Crimson Sand Rain. If it was, it would definitely be accompanied by sand. But here, there's only blood rain. It's as if the sky is crying."
"Could it be that even the heavens have something to be sad about? I want to cry too. "
"Perhaps there is injustice in this world, a great injustice, causing this genius to cry."
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The people in Long Camel City were confused, but they didn't know what was going on.
Dozens of miles away from Long Camel City, there was a group of people galloping towards the city. This group of people was riding on tall and mighty demonic horses. These were the breeds of horses from the grassland of the Barbarian Tribe. Their horsepower was incomparably astonishing. It was not difficult for them to travel a thousand miles in a day.
There were more than a thousand horses in this group. As they galloped, the sound of hooves could be heard. Much of the billowing dust was drowned out by the sudden rain of blood. At the same time, they were also hindered by this rain of blood.
This was the Death Legion, led by Yang Wu, who was sitting on the Silver Patterned Tortoise.
This time, he had brought Meng Bingxue, Shou Hou, and a thousand members of the Death Legion. Wan Lanxin, Xue Ji, Du Guang Fo, and the others were left in King City to protect his parents.
Yang Wu's group stopped for a moment. His eyelids were twitching, and he felt a little uneasy. At the same time, he opened his hand and took the blood rain in his hand. He muttered, "Why is there a red rain for no reason?"
"Big Brother, this place is already close to the Northern Sands Kingdom's territory. I've long heard that there is a red sand rain here. It's caused by the red sand being blown into the air and falling back down," the skinny monkey-like man replied.
"But there's no sand here." Yang Wu sighed.
The skinny monkey-like man stared blankly for a moment before smiling and saying, "Perhaps it's a little different from the legends." After a pause, he said, "Why don't we take a break first? It's not easy for them to travel on this rainy day. They'll be arriving soon anyway."
Yang Wu pondered for a moment before saying, "Take them to shelter from the rain. I'll go ahead and meet you in the city."
He had a nagging feeling that something was about to happen, and he was extremely unhappy. He had to find his brother as soon as possible.
Before coming here, he had already figured out that his younger brother had been sent to Long Camel City, which was an extremely chaotic place. His younger brother was a book friend who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken. How could he have any ability to protect himself? He was afraid that something would happen to his younger brother, so he had been rushing nonstop all the way here. It was not far now, and he couldn't wait to see his younger brother.
"Big Brother, I'll go with you." Skinny Monkey said.
"No need, you can take them." Yang Wu waved his hand and said. He then urged the Silver Patterned Tortoise to rush towards Long Camel City at full speed.
In the Murong Clan, a young man was kneeling on the ground and crying. The sky was crying along with him. This was an extremely shocking scene.
The young girl from before was worried about his safety and rushed over without a care for anything else. She was swept by the power of a king and exploded on the spot. The young man felt as if his heart had exploded as well. He almost suffocated and fainted.
He did not faint, but his brain was greatly stimulated. There was a strange power growing in his mind. There was a red light flashing between his eyebrows. All the books that he had read in the past were condensing into ancient characters. They instantly enveloped him, and an otherworldly Immortal Qi drowned him. His scarlet eyes were filled with boundless sorrow. He looked up to the sky and roared, "Jin!"
This roar contained the love and care that the young girl had for him in the past year. It also contained his love for her. She was dead, and so was his heart!
Who said that scholars couldn't kill people? He had read more than ten thousand books. There were tens of thousands of killing techniques in books.
A frightening amount of blood was gathering. The one-eyed dragon and the other kings were all shocked.
Murong Yang Kang had already been killed by the one-eyed dragon. The other members of the Murong Clan were all killed. These people were truly worthy of being on the Black Hand List. Each and every one of them was vicious and merciless. They didn't have the slightest bit of mercy.
"This rain really came at the right time. It washed away all the traces of our killing." One of the Black Hand List Kings said.
"This rain is red. It's really strange. Don't tell me that because we killed a few people, the heavens are bemoaning the state of the universe." Another Black Hand List King said while licking his lips.
"That little brat is really strange. It seems like his body is releasing some kind of power." Another person pointed at Yang Wen and said.
The one-eyed dragon raised his iron hook and said, "Don't just stand there. Go and capture him. Then this mission will be completed perfectly."
"He seems to be very sad. That's right, I think I killed that beautiful girl. I've really sinned, sinned." The scythe-wielding king said hypocritically. Then, he rushed towards Yang Wen, wanting to capture him.
His profound qi condensed into a claw. It broke through the blood rain and grabbed at Yang Wen. Yang Wen was in a state of incomparable grief and indignation. He didn't react to this claw at all. Moreover, he wasn't even a martial artist. How could he react?
The power contained in this claw was extraordinary. Yang Wen was like a little chick being picked up. He was grabbed and sent flying.
"It's just like what the higher-ups said. This is a piece of trash who doesn't even have the strength to truss a chicken." The scythe-wielding king said disdainfully.
Just as Yang Wen approached the king, Yang Wen's scarlet eyes glared at the other party. He shouted, "Give me back my wife's life!"
His voice was like a sudden clap of thunder. It was as if the sage was furious. Countless emperors and officials were terrified.
The king's aura on the scythe-wielding king's body instantly shrank in fear. His back legs trembled as he felt an inexplicable sense of fear. His soul was greatly suppressed. This was a situation that had never happened before. He didn't look at Yang Wen like an ordinary scholar. Instead, he looked like a sage who was shouting at him.
"Give me back my wife's life!" Yang Wen shouted again. The surging murderous scholarly aura rushed into the king's soul. The king's brain seemed to have been pierced. He screamed and fell into the rain while clutching his head.
"What's going on?" The other Kings all looked surprised.
Yang Wen had already pounced over and pinched the king who was clutching his head. He had killing intent in his heart and wanted to strangle this king to death. Unfortunately, even if he had killing intent, what could he do? Even if he had thousands of scholarly aura in his mind, he still didn't know how to use it. His little bit of strength couldn't do anything to this king.
While the king was screaming, Yang Wen was forced to retreat to the side. Fortunately, Yang Wen had an inexplicable power supporting him. He didn't fall too badly. He climbed up from the muddy ground and shouted, "Give me back my wife's life!"
His voice was like a saint's killing intent. It shook the king's mind until he was exhausted. He bled from his seven orifices and almost died.
Only then did the other kings react. One of them made a move and slapped a hand seal towards Yang Wen.
The one-eyed dragon stepped in front of him and said, "Don't kill him. Otherwise, we won't get anything and will be punished by the master."
After saying that, he had already rushed in front of Yang Wen. He swung his hand blade and chopped towards Yang Wen's neck, wanting to knock him out.
The one-eyed dragon controlled his power, afraid that he would kill Yang Wen. However, Yang Wen suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Give me back my wife's life!"
He spat out thousands of murderous intents, and it was as if ancient characters were rushing out. They instantly struck the one-eyed man's divine courtyard. The one-eyed man immediately followed the fate of his companion. His spiritual power was greatly impacted, and he fell to the ground.
This was a mid-level king. He couldn't even withstand a shout from Yang Wen. One could imagine how terrifying Yang Wen's scholarly killing intent was.
The ancients said that the saints could save the people and also punish the evildoers. It wasn't without reason.
"What's going on?" The other two kings were instantly stunned. They didn't even think and attacked Yang Wen at the same time. Two different and terrifying king's powers blasted towards Yang Wen.
At this moment, they didn't care about Yang Wen's life. They only knew that Yang Wen was sly and wanted to kill him first.
Bang!
Yang Wen was hit by the two powers and was sent flying.
Even a Mortal General would not be able to withstand the power of a King Tier. However, after Yang Wu was sent flying, it was as if he was not injured at all. He crawled up once again and glared back at the two men as he shouted, "Give me back my wife's life!"
There was a scholarly aura in his chest and a murderous sword in his heart.
He spat out scholarly killing intent. It was as if a murderous sword flew out of his temple and blasted towards the two kings.
The two kings' temples were greatly impacted. They felt as if their temples were pierced by a sword and were about to faint.
Yang Wen had always been a powerless man. Even though he had awakened his unique power of calligraphy, he was still unable to kill these kings.
He had exhausted his mental power and fell to the ground. He allowed the blood rain to hit his face. Tears welled up in his eyes as he cried out, "Give me back my wife's life!"
At this moment, he really tasted the pain of losing a loved one. It went straight to his bones and made it difficult for him to breathe.
The one-eyed dragon was the first to recover. He roared with a face full of anger, "I'll send you to hell to find your woman."
The iron hook flickered with silver light and rushed towards Yang Wen's head. Yang Wen's power had already disappeared and he couldn't resist anymore.
At the critical moment, a voice that was even more terrifying than thunder sounded, "How dare you touch my brother? I'll destroy your entire family!"
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