Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 262 No Time to Explain

"Since you have such means, it would be easy for you to be crowned king or appointed prime minister. Why do you have to risk the world's condemnation?" Guo Sihai gritted his teeth and said, he really couldn't understand Liu Zhenwei's operation.

His behavior is unreasonable. As the saying goes, every stick has its own strengths and weaknesses. With such ability in hand, even a grandmaster, no matter how strong he is, will still be inferior to him. What kind of cultivation is needed? Is it worth it to make enemies with the whole world and risk his life?

Wouldn't it be better for you to expand the territory and be crowned a king or a prime minister? Or, relying on this ability, you can conquer a country and become the emperor, and then use the power of the whole country to help you break through. Wouldn't that be easy?
Of course, Liu Zhenwei might have thought about this, but this method is too dangerous and unacceptable to the secular world. If he really takes such an action, he will definitely be suppressed and killed. Therefore, it is safer to practice real skills. With the confidence of practice, he can use the sea of ​​insects to do big things, which is safer.

"Gua Zao, this is no longer up to you. Either help me break through, or I'll kill you. Anyone who dares to escape will be buried with you. The lives of 10,000 to 20,000 people are in your hands. Fight!"

Liu Zhenwei was obviously a little impatient. He sneered and punched Guo Sihai in the air without hesitation. His true energy surged and turned into a fiery red fist mark about ten feet long. It flew across the sky with billowing flames. The air was distorted by the heat wherever it passed, and heat waves and dust surged.

When we say we will do something, we will do it without hesitation.

Tens of thousands or twenty thousand onlookers in the distance regretted their actions so much that they wanted to die. Why didn't they just stay at home and enjoy themselves? Why did they come here to join in the fun? Now, they saw the fun, but they got themselves trapped. They couldn't beat Liu Zhenwei, and there was a sea of ​​insects hanging over their heads, and maybe even in the sand under their feet. They didn't even dare to run, as the lessons of those who had been eaten by insects until not even a bone was left were still fresh in their minds.

We can only place our hopes on the nine innate masters. If they can kill Liu Zhenwei, perhaps the crisis will be resolved. But if they help Liu Zhenwei break through, will he let everyone go with his master's power?
Moreover, if Liu Zhenwei were killed, would the threat of the swarm of insects really be eliminated? Would it become a disaster without his suppression?
"Everyone disperse~!"

Guo Sihai shouted to remind him that even though it was just a casual attack by Liu Zhenwei, he did not dare to be careless. After all, he did not have the same cultivation as his deceased father Guo Jinglong.

As everyone was rapidly dispersing, facing the incoming fist, Guo Sihai held the Frost Sword and used the Wandering Dragon Sword Technique to slash it out. The sword energy was like a dragon, slashing at the fist. Although it shattered the fist, he himself was shocked and his face turned pale, and he flew backwards.

After all, his cultivation was far inferior to Liu Zhenwei's. Even with the Frost Sword in hand and the Dragon Sword Technique in his hand, he could only barely block the punch. The dragon-shaped sword energy was not solid enough, not agile enough, and not cold enough. It was far worse than when Guo Jinglong performed it.

"You are truly a son of a tiger father. With the same Youlong sword technique and Ningshuang sword, you are far inferior to Sect Master Guo. If the Hanshan Sword Sect is handed over to you, can you really be worthy of the responsibility? Why not join our Chongyan Sect? Haha, come again," Liu Zhenwei sneered as he watched Guo Sihai being blown away, his long hair dancing wildly.

Master Jueruo, who had dodged to the side, said solemnly, "Wulian Tathagata, this man has gone mad. Everyone, attack together. We must keep him here today no matter what. Otherwise, there will be catastrophe for the world!"

"Hahaha, that's exactly what I want, Master Jueruo. Take my punch and let me see how far you have cultivated the Wheel of Golden Bell." Liu Zhenwei rushed towards Jueruo with a loud laugh. The true energy in his body surged and he used a domineering boxing technique. His fist turned dark red, like red-hot metal, and it was as if magma was surging under his skin.

Facing nine innate masters, Liu Zhenwei didn't even use weapons.

Jueruo's heart sank. Liu Zhenwei was too fast. It was too late for others to help stop him. He had to concentrate all his energy to activate the protective golden bell. A translucent bronze bell covered him, which was covered with Buddhist symbols and scriptures. It rotated rapidly and rang repeatedly.

"puff……"

Just as Liu Zhenwei's domineering punch was about to hit Master Jueruo's protective bell, at this moment, Liu Zhenwei suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground. He exhaled and his face turned pale. He suddenly seemed to be deflated, and the domineering punch naturally lost its power.

Liu Zhenwei was still four or five feet away from Jueruo. He stood there with his fist raised. He subconsciously glanced at his chest, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Why did he suddenly move so strangely? Especially at this critical moment, it was simply fatal.

He was so domineering and murderous just a moment ago, but suddenly stopped. This made the group of innates shocked and doubtful. They didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that he would play some tricks.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Zhenwei, who was already somewhat confused, felt his heart skip a beat again, and he exhaled again. His face turned pale again, and he looked up and looked around with a look of anger on his face, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

At this time, everyone could see that something was wrong with Liu Zhenwei, but no one knew why, and they were worried that he was plotting something.

Not only was Liu Zhenwei not feeling right, even the sea of ​​insects surging in the sky became abnormal. They seemed a little manic and not as orderly as before. This actually made people feel less fearful.

After all, although the sea of ​​insects is scary, that is because of the number. A single insect does not pose much threat. They are manic and disorderly like a pile of loose sand, so there is no such pressure.

"Who is it? Get out here!" Liu Zhenwei immediately used his internal energy to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and said angrily while looking around.

Then, his furious eyes instinctively looked in a certain direction and said coldly: "Looking for death"

As he said this, he ignored the others and didn't even care about using them as stepping stones to break through the innate realm. He just rushed straight forward.

"It's him?"

"Not good, stop Liu Zhenwei" "Protect Young Master Yang!"

The direction Liu Zhenwei rushed towards regardless of anything was exactly where Chen Xuan was. His action made the others realize something. Although they didn't understand the details, they understood that it was absolutely right to stop Liu Zhenwei at this time.

Ye Hong rushed out with a sword, the sword body emitting red sword energy. As his figure flashed, a red sword energy swept towards Liu Zhenwei, saying: "Master Liu, your opponent is us, why are you avoiding fighting!"

"Master Liu, if you want us to help you break through the innate realm, we will cooperate with you. Stay," Qin Feihong said coldly, holding a sword to block Liu Zhenwei. His figure was elusive and unpredictable, and the sword light was like water, flashing continuously like flying feathers in the sky. His posture was graceful and his swordsmanship was even more beautiful.

"Kill~!" Haisha was even more direct. He slashed with his sword, and his true energy turned into a dark blue forty-meter-long sword and slashed forward.

Taoist Xuanqing flicked his whisk, and the yellow sand flew like a big net covering Liu Zhenwei.

"Infinite World Honored One, Master Liu, take my palm strike." Jueruo looked dignified and majestic, with a rotating bronze bell protecting his body. He struck out with a great phantom Vajra Palm radiating golden light.

They were forced to fight before, but this time they took the initiative to attack and must stop Liu Zhenwei. His behavior was abnormal, and it was definitely right to stop him.

"Get out of here! I'll crush that little ant to death before I deal with you," Liu Zhenwei was furious. He used his internal energy to suppress the throbbing in his heart while attacking forcefully.

At this moment, he just wanted to kill the boy as soon as possible, otherwise something bad might happen.

There was no time to waste with the crowd. The three mysterious blades surrounding him flew out, one turned into three, red flames rose, like a crescent moon made of red steel. A sword energy crushed Ye Hong and made him spit blood and fly backwards. A beautiful sword energy pierced through the flying feathers and slashed on Qin Feihong's sword body. Her face turned pale and she vomited blood. A deep wound that could be seen to the bone was left on her shoulder and she fell far away. The last sword tore through the yellow sand like a large net, broke the whisk in Xuan Qing's hand, and forced him to retreat.

At the same time, Liu Zhenwei's aura rose, and a three-meter-tall flaming giant appeared. He withstood Haisha Guo Sihai's forty-meter-long sword and dragon-shaped sword energy. He threw a fiery and domineering punch, which collided with Jueruo head-on, causing Jueruo to fall back with his palms torn.

He fought against six innates alone, and not only was he not at a disadvantage at all, he also broke through the obstructions and continued to fly towards Chen Xuan.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan ran far away. No matter how strong Liu Zhenwei was, he couldn't teleport. The distance between them was seven or eight miles, and it would take him at least a few breaths to get there.

This amount of time would not be a big deal under normal circumstances, but at this moment, it seemed "extraordinarily long" to him as someone was trying to stop him. The people who had been beaten back by him just a moment ago ignored their minor injuries and rushed over again to try to stop him, causing chaos.

In the distance, Chen Xuan continued to busy himself, not forgetting to look over there and shouted fearfully: "Stop him, buy me some time!"

He was not pretending to be terrified. He had seen how powerful Liu Zhenwei was before and was a little scared.

At this moment, he was making a fire. He took advantage of the firewood they had quickly collected to light a pile of fire. On the pile of fire, he placed a half-broken earthenware jar he had picked up, which contained a mixture of sand, water and wood ash. He rolled up his sleeves to fan the fire to increase the intensity. It was already boiling, and the sticky pot was bubbling.

Huh~!

A figure appeared beside him. It was the innate master Hu Feng. He had been walking on the edge. At this time, he came to Chen Xuan, drew his bow and shot an arrow towards Liu Zhenwei. The arrow burst into a deep blue edge and swam in the void like a fish. Its trajectory was unpredictable and as fast as a meteor. Wherever it passed, the air burst into circles of air waves visible to the naked eye.

After firing an arrow, he looked at Chen Xuan anxiously and asked, "Little brother, what are you doing? What made Liu Zhenwei so furious that he would give up his breakthrough to kill you?"

Chen Xuan was not too surprised by his appearance. Instead, his eyes lit up and he said, "Uncle, you've come at the right time. There's no time to explain now. Can you help add some fuel to the fire? The more boiling this pot of paste is, the better."

Of course he didn't mind taking advantage of the free labor, so he didn't have to roll up his sleeves and fan himself.

Hu Feng: “…”

Do you want to listen to what you are saying? I am probably only ten years older than you. Shouldn't you call me "big brother"? Isn't it a bit too much to call me "uncle"?
Although he thought so, he still stepped forward quickly and simply took the pot of porridge in his hands. His palms turned red as his Qi circulated. Under the scorching heat, the porridge in the earthenware pot boiled several times more violently than before.

While doing this, he did not forget to ask: "Is this useful? I really don't understand how this has anything to do with Liu Zhenwei's current reaction. This is not a medicine."

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(End of this chapter)