My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 84: Ring! (First Order)

There was a frosty wind in the sky, the clouds were thin, and the sky was clear all around. Between heaven and earth, besides the boundless wind, there was only the sharp forest creature hanging in the sky.

It is as vast as Kunpeng, as if it had stolen the authority of the gods so that it could travel in the void, from the North Sea in the morning to Cangwu in the evening.

This is a miracle, and it is also the ultimate manifestation of the wisdom and power of Fenglin Huoshan. Everyone in the Eight Peaks is proud of this unprecedented achievement.

They will build larger airships, like clouds hanging from the sky, shaped like palaces, and this is just the beginning.

A new form of warfare will be defined by the Eight Fronts, where elite forces composed of warriors will be rapidly deployed by airships to every corner of the world, whether it is the territory of Bac Ninh or the territory of friendly factions.

The sorcerer troops, sophisticated heavy weapons and even the Xuanyuan Sect's Thunder Department will abandon their fixed positions on the ground and set up formations on the airships, pouring destruction to the ground from high in the sky where the enemy cannot reach.

The future Da Qi Military Road will be rebuilt with Fenglin Volcano as the absolute core.

Every Fenglin person thought so. They had conquered the sky, the vast airspace between heaven and earth that even the spiritual birds of the Lingyu Sect could not reach. This was their territory, but -

“—Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m climbing onto the train!”

The sword's light roared like a dragon, carrying with it the divine light of the sun and fire, breaking through the wind, breaking through the blocking knife light, and knocking the victim back with both the body and the knife.

The battlefield was above an airbag, and if one lost his footing, he would fall into an abyss. The Fenglin warrior screamed and fell into the void, but his companions had no time to care about him, because the powerful enemy who appeared out of nowhere had already stepped onto the airship. The sun's rays faded a little, revealing his high-spirited and chivalrous spirit, looking around with disdain and audacity.

The long sword vibrated, and the visitor smiled wantonly: "You don't mind if I borrow a ticket."

The airship is an absolute stronghold of Fenglin Volcano. Even if a bird approaches, it will be cut off by the wind master on board, not to mention someone falling from the sky. He should have led his men to kill them immediately, but the military attaché on duty had a solemn expression. He saw the hot air balloon floating in the sky. It was simple and stupid, but it was flying, and it was flying high.

"Who are you? This is the important area of ​​Fenglin——"

The visitor calmly replied, "Li Bailong, pen name Long Batian, I have come here to avenge my readers."

Aozi had previously suggested whether to disguise himself or use Long Batian's vest. However, since he had already decided to draw the sword, why bother hiding his head and showing his tail, and cover up? Let this name echo above the nine heavens. I hope that Asheng's heroic spirit is not far away and can still see this scene.

Long Aotian was also laughing wildly.

"If these people survive, you will be really dead."

"Why, are the consequences more serious than exploding this airship?"

"Too."

But even so, even without considering the issue of social exposure, Li Bailong still hopes to beat you all to death.

"I hope the frontline volcano didn't give you a parachute."

He raised his sword, tilted his head and smiled: "Because I brought it."

The flash of the sword and the wind and fire of the sorcerer were dispersed by the proud dragon's roar the moment they appeared.

Maybe there has never been any strong language in this world. Maybe as long as the person who speaks has a strong heart and fights the right battle, then every word he says is a strong language and can make Long Aotian...

——So excited!
"It's so cool——"

The hearts of the strong resonated here, and endless power poured out of the Purple Palace. Li Bailong's sword came out like the wind, and the blazing wish power turned into unstoppable Yuan Qi and stirred up.

There were no other witnesses above the sky. He vented his anger without restraint. The extremely powerful martial arts that Long Aotian had used to traverse the nine heavens and ten earths were integrated into his own heart. Each move he made was at the supreme realm beyond the grandmaster. His sword came out like a wheel of light, instantly passing over the powerful enemies who had attacked him and crushing the enemies' gathered Yuan Qi - killing!
In an instant, two people fell into the void, and the bodies of three enemies were cut into pieces. Someone among the Fenglin warriors exclaimed: "This is not a sixth-grade warrior - you are not Li Bailong!"

The warriors of this world have been restrained by the Martial Festival for a long time, and their thinking has long been fixed. The powerful enemy before them is definitely not a sixth-grade one. This is beyond their common sense. Even if the real enemy introduces himself, they don't believe it!
but.

The might of Feng Lin, who was dominating the world in the Ninth Heaven, was unscrupulous and trampled on mortals. He dared to face this giant beast that spanned states and counties and drew his sword in anger without being from one of the six major sects.

"In heaven and on earth..." Li Bailong roared and drew his sword, "Who else but me!"

The high spirits were beyond doubt, and the brilliant sun, which was unique in the world, confirmed Li Bailong's identity, which shocked the Fenglin warriors even more. So a new guess came out: "He is from the Demon Sect!"

"You're such a good guesser!"

Li Bailong laughed wildly: "I can even allow you to call me - Demon Lord!"

There was a fierce battle in the sky. Reinforcements kept jumping out of the airship's gondola and onto the airship's huge airbag. Li Bailong glanced to the side and saw that the shape of the hot air balloon in the sky was bent and shaking up and down.

it's time.

The sword energy was sharp, cutting through the cold wind and rushing towards the sky.

In the higher clouds, several cables of the hot air balloon suddenly broke, and the huge furnace that provided heat for the balloon tore off the remaining fixings and rolled downwards!

Li Bailong used his sword to push back the enemy and slashed out several more times.

The Holy Dragon's Qi-Watching Technique was used to observe the wind direction and calculate the falling curve. Long Aotian assisted in slashing out sword energy. Each sword strike was extremely precise and hit the side wall of the Ming furnace, fine-tuning its falling direction. After several sword strikes, the trajectory was calibrated, and the Ming furnace, which still had most of the fuel left, was aimed at the airship and turned into a roaring fireball, rolling over!

"How dare you, thief!"

The stationed warriors were furious upon seeing this, the sorcerers tried their best to manipulate the Yuan Qi and evolve the wind and fire, the warriors leaped to the edge of the air bag and the limit, desperately swinging the Qi blades.

At this critical moment, the number of warriors surrounding Li Bailong was greatly reduced.

After all, the airship is so important that thousands of enemy lives are not as important as the fragments of the airship.

Not until everyone had used all their strength to block the rolling fireball and watched it fall to the ground did they relax and want to turn around to kill the daring attackers. Then they heard the dragon-like singing of swords, sensed the surging sword energy being urged forward with all their strength, and... a long sound of tearing cloth.

The fabric of the airship's skin requires an extremely precise knitting process, a huge output, and the properties of the material after repeated processing using secret methods - such a skin is so tightly woven that it is difficult to be damaged by swords.

But Li Bailong was born in Baihua Valley, where there was a martial arts grandmaster who was obsessed with weaving. He was influenced by this and naturally knew that even the most dense and skillful weaving in the world had a secret technique to loosen it.

An ugly scar appeared on the white airship's airbag, and gas rushed out.

The military officers stationed there were horrified.

He immediately shouted: "It's leaking air - the airship is going to fall! Prepare for impact!"

Will it fall? No.

When the airbag was first designed, the problem of rupture caused by external impact was taken into consideration, so the interior was divided into many airtight chambers, modeled after a ship cabin. Even if one part is broken, it will not be a big deal and the aircraft can still land calmly.

He said this just to make the other party think that he had succeeded and trick him into leaving.

Because the airship has its own terrifying fatal point, which is right under the opponent's feet.

but……

The other person gave him a smile that frightened him.

"You can't fool me. I'm educated." The attacker lowered his head and picked up a ball of air, saying, "Sure enough, hydrogen is easy to produce."

Li Bailong took off the wine gourd from his waist, which was the farewell wine brewed by the second sister herself. He didn't like drinking, but at this moment, he should have a drink.

After taking a sip, Li Bailong tilted the gourd and let the clear wine spill out. Some of it floated away, while some of it fell, sprinkling on the surface of the airship and into the crack.

"--stop!"

The warrior on the opposite side was furious: "Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him!"

"Asheng, minors cannot drink alcohol, but underage ghosts should not have this problem. Have a sip. I hope your spirit in heaven is not far away and can see this scene and hear your drum..."

Li Bailong held the sword in his hand, and the remaining half of the wine gourd was cracked and exploded by the sword energy.

However, the true fire of the sun combined with the blazing sun, refracting the sunlight and suddenly exploding -

"--echo!"

The blazing flames bloom in the world.

The world has its own logic, just like the sun, which is always high in the sky and will never be obscured by anyone or anything.

Under the blue sky, in Lin County.

"How long has it been?"

A Sheng's body was still at the main gate of the county government office. The city's public order and good customs for more than a decade were being trampled upon. The government was voiceless, the warriors were voiceless, and the common people were speechless. The people who were driven here stared blankly at the tragic changes in the iron gate, at the dead boy, and at the distraught old man Wu.

Wenren Zhuo and the prince rested for a while and came out to see that it was almost evening. Wu Wei was still pinned to the ground, just staring at Asheng blankly.

"How can a mortal man beat a drum? Just like the way things are in this world, you have no right to resist. This is also the moral code of heaven and the justice of the world. Going against heaven will lead to death, while following heaven is the right way."

Wenren Zhuo was high and mighty and spoke in a calm tone.

He considered himself not a cruel and brutal person, and when he saw the young man beating the drum, he would laugh at him for overestimating his own abilities. But later, when he saw the white-haired man wailing and roaring, he felt that the world was somewhat impermanent.

This mentality is not surprising.

It's like seeing a leopard rushing towards a person in extreme hunger, but that person is a warrior and kicks the leopard's skull so hard that it cracks. He would also find it funny and laugh at the leopard, saying, "Why are you provoking him?" But when he sees two cubs running out whimpering and rubbing against the body of their deceased mother, he would also find it quite pitiful.

——In the eyes of a genius like him, the life and death of ordinary people in the world is just like this.

"Even if the great-grandson dies, there are still grandsons and sons, and they can be reborn. You are in your seventies and eighties, and your life will not last long, but others must live, right?"

Wen Renzhuo said calmly, "Well, if you nod, I will allow you to collect his body, otherwise..."

Wu Wei looked up indifferently and looked at him with eyes like a wild beast.

Wenren Zhuo was angry.

"Idiot." He said coldly, "You are an idiot, and Li Bailong is also an idiot. Your persistence and loyalty are not worth mentioning. Just like today, everyone in this county saw your ugly appearance and saw Li Bailong's shrinking appearance. The reputation and fame that Li Bailong has built here for many years will collapse in an instant."

"Because these stupid and insensitive people are forgetful, ruthless, and cold-blooded. They will even secretly rejoice behind your back, laughing at the fact that such high-ranking figures like you actually have that moment of falling down to earth. The drum that your grandson hit not only didn't make a sound, but he will also be laughed at by these people, laughing at him for overestimating his own abilities and daring to go against us..."

"--boom!"

There seemed to be a loud thunder in the sky, and as it approached dusk, it seemed to brighten the sky!
The people of Fenglin Volcano looked up, the prince looked up, the people of Lin County looked up... At this moment, many people heard the loud bang of thunder!
In an instant, the world was silent.

Wen Renzhuo seemed to have seen the most horrific nightmare of his life. A look of bewilderment appeared on his calm and composed face. His brain even refused to understand the graphics transmitted to him at this moment...

Because the giant creature flying in the sky and blocking out the sun was gradually swallowed by the blooming huge fireball, and it made bursts of horrifying noises, like the echo of the drum that sounded throughout the heavens, filled with endless anger and pleasure, and pressed down like thunder towards all the contempt and disdain!

Wenren Zhuo opened his mouth wide.

His voice seemed to be drowned out by the rumbling thunder.

Or maybe he didn't make any sound.

At this moment, even the powerful Fenglin Priest, the invincible Eight-Feng Heavenly Army, the proud Wenren personal soldiers, and all the noble and powerful people of Fenglin Volcano, in the face of this doomsday scene of the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, in the face of this rumbling and deafening roar, all lost the ability to speak...

The world is silent.

Only Wu Wei stared blankly at the sky, looking at the thunder that broke the night, looking at the quick sound from the heavenly palace, and in his dead eyes glowed the flame that wanted to burn everything.

"Ah Sheng... Ah Sheng..."

He called out to his child who had long since died.

Did you hear that? Did you hear that?

Tears rolled down.

"The drums are beating, the drums are beating, the drums are beating, the drums are beating!"

I should have written a thank you note for the book being put on the shelves, but after thinking about it, thank you so much. My thank you note is that I have finally broken free from the stupid internal friction in the past month or two, and can do something every day. Everyone’s interaction with the chapter reviews also makes me very happy. I don’t have time to chat anymore, I have to continue writing!
I wrote it today! Just read it!
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