My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 87 Do you know how idle the online writers who have taken leave are?
The air and ground are integrated, and the cavalry cuts through.

Thousands of chariots moved back and forth, magical attacks poured down like a rainstorm, golden eagles screamed across the sky, dropping deadly missiles. The battlefield was divided and the army formation could no longer be formed.

In the face of unprecedented warfare, even the most elite soldiers are nothing more than rotten antiques from the old world.

Although this warrior unit is not the official soldiers of Fenglin Huoshan, it is also the elite family private army of Wenren, one of the eight surnames of Fenglin, and is equipped and trained with Fenglin tactics.

Fenglinhuoshan intended to seize Baihua Valley, but considering the principle of equality between Cao Gang and Xuanyuan Sect, they did not directly use the manpower and material resources of the six major sects to avoid causing trouble. So they only sent Wenren Zhuo, who had just become a genius and had not yet established his power, to break the rules to show that Fenglinhuoshan did not bully the weak.

But in order to support and assist the genius of their own clan and help them achieve great success, the Wenren clan sent out their elite private army, almost mobilizing half of their family fortune - this cannot be considered as bullying the weak, after all, it was a private act of the family and was still within the scope permitted by the rules. After all, the six major sects always have some marginal privileges.

After all, there are six major sects.

Baihua Valley, Li Bailong, even Lin County, Tiexianmen, those innocent people and even victims involved in the incident, in Feng Lin Tianjiao's eyes, were nothing more than grass on the roadside and stones blocking the road that could be easily brushed away.

As for life or death, he doesn't care at all.

However, things in the world change unpredictably, and now, he has become a stone blocking the road and grass on the roadside.

The infighting and fighting among the six major factions, the struggle for the right to speak in the way of military affairs, and the conflict of strategic competition eventually triggered a fierce national war. Not to mention the arrogant Feng Lin Tianjiao, even the Wenren family from which he was born and which he was proud of, became a victim of this fight.

At the west gate of Lin County, the arrogant Xi Lao was dragged onto the city wall like a dead dog.

The old man in black was in tatters, his face was swollen, and his collar was stained with blood. The previous confrontation was like a flash of lightning. His skills were inferior and his will to fight was completely withered. The duel between top fighters was a split-second battle of spirit, energy, and will. He knew in his heart that he was no match for the other party... but he was defeated too quickly.

He was beaten to the ground and humiliated almost in front of the common people of Lin County, then dragged through the market by his hair amid the timid and curious whispers of all the untouchables.

"I am the Grandmaster! I am Fenglin's worshiper!" He shouted incoherently, "I am not as skilled as you, I can admit defeat, but a warrior has his own dignity, you can't humiliate me!"

Xiong Jingyan just looked at him indifferently.

There's no point in arguing with this kind of scum who looks down on the weak.

He pushed Xi Lao to the wall and stepped on his head: "Look."

Mr. Xi is still struggling.

For him now, defeat is not important, humiliation is not important, and even the airship is not important. What is important is that he wants to know who defeated him - how could there be someone in this world who possesses three arts! He recalled Xiong Jingyan's information... But when did Lingyu Sect have such a master?
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he remembered a big unsolved case involving the Lingyu Sect. He struggled and shouted, "I know it! I know who you are! Your last name is not Xiong, your last name is Xiong, right!"

"Long-winded."

Xiong Jingyan's expression remained unchanged. He stepped harder, causing the opponent's skull to crackle.

"It seems that you have been blinded by madness. Then I will help you analyze it."

He said calmly: "The airship is Fenglin Huoshan's important military weapon. If it crashes here, the main culprit is Wenren Zhuo. As his guardian, you failed to give him advice and guidance. You can be spared the death penalty, but you cannot be forgiven if you are alive. With your martial arts skills, it would be a pity to kill you. Fenglin Huoshan should enlist you in the Xiangsi Army..."

When he heard the words "To the Dead Army", Xi Lao's body stiffened and he clenched his fists.

"Don't be happy too soon. We didn't shoot down the airship. You know who did it. You have offended him so badly. He has done such a crazy thing. Do you still care about doing more? He has not shown up. He must have ambushed Wenren Zhuo. Think about it..."

Xiong Jingyan lowered his body and whispered to Old Xi: "His airship has already exploded, does he still care about killing one more genius? The problem is that only if Wenren Zhuo is alive can he bear the heavy crime of losing the airship. If he dies and you are still alive, not only will you be guilty of failing to protect your commander and losing his commander, you will also have to bear the responsibility for the airship..."

"You will be punished for both crimes. You can't even go to the Death Army."

Mr. Xiong, whose identity is mysterious, said with regret: "In my humble opinion, the Eight-Front Platform may ask you to take the Five Senses Secret Medicine, and then weld you into the Heavenly Punishment Battle Armor... How fresh, where is the Grandmaster?"

Mr. Xi encountered a sudden change today and had not thought about this level yet. After being enlightened by others, he felt hopeless.

Out of fear, he would cut off his own meridians.

However, the strange yet vast Qi energy surged into the body, blocking the boiling internal breath.

"The wheel of fate turns, and good things happen in this world. Since you have humiliated innocent people and murdered righteous men, you must endure the pain of being unable to die. This is the natural law that the Lingyu Sect believes in. It seems to be more reasonable than the way of Fenglin Huoshan." Xiong Jingyan smiled and waved his hand in front of Old Xi's eyes.

A thin object like a black line was coiled in his palm.

"I also know a little about our sect's insect technique."

He smiled politely and said, "If you insist on seeking death, I will plant some iron wire worms on your body."

Old Xi was so angry that he was shaking all over, with fear and anger coexisting in his eyes.

The winner takes all and the loser eats shit. Fenglin Huoshan believes in this, so what else is there to say?

"Don't rush."

The horrific killing is not over yet.

Looking from the west of Lin County’s city wall, one could see thunder and lightning, frost bombardments, and spirit birds with wings spread out, swooping down continuously to drop bombs. The dust from the fighting on the ground seemed to be slowly falling.

"Think about it again, old dog."

Xiong Jingyan said softly, "The airship exploded, and we looted all the wreckage. Wenren Zhuo died, and we threw him into the fire, pretending that he was in the sky and died fighting the enemy. But you, the guardian, were so stupid as to accompany the prince on the ground to relax, and you even forced a child from the second-class sect to death."

"Let's kill all these Fenglin armored soldiers."

"There is no wreckage of the airship, no corpse of the genius, no defeated soldiers, and we can't take back the Fenglin Volcano. We can only hand you back to the Bafengtai, and you can't commit suicide..."

"Old man, I have little experience. Can you teach me how Fenglin Huoshan will punish you?"

Old Xi finally struggled in terror and fury, but was still firmly pinned to the spot by a foot. He roared and screamed with all his might, but could do nothing. It was at this moment...

He remembered an old man who was also suppressed and wailing on the ground not long ago.

There is retribution in the world and karma in the world.

——He didn’t believe it before.

After all, decades have passed and it has never happened to me.

He slowly stopped struggling and exhaled slowly, his tone desolate.

He was not a fool, and after a moment of excitement and despair, he realized the other party's motives.

"Tell me." Xi Lao said weakly, "What do you want me to do?"

"You are of noble status, so I think we will know many secrets about Wenren Zhuo and the airship from you." Xiong Jingyan asked calmly, "We are very interested in this thing, please write down the details."

Paper and pen fell in front of me.

Mr. Xi grabbed the pen bitterly.

"Secondly, since you are Wenren Zhuo's close attendant, you must have participated in all his evil deeds. Since he casually accused other talented people of secretly communicating with the Demon Sect, he must be not clean himself. Wenren has such a disciple, and the Fenglin clan itself must be filthy and dirty. As a master, you must be very convincing to come forward with righteous indignation to report it. Please quickly compile all the details."

Old Xi sighed, began to write, and whispered: "After this, I..."

"Don't worry, we are different from Fenglin Volcano. We believe in making the best use of every resource and never wasting anything."

Xiong Jingyan said calmly: "Cooperate with us to testify against Wen Renzhuo and nail Wen Ren to death, and you can live. Afterwards, you can practice the magic of the magic sect and come to work in Lingyu Sect in the future."

Old Xi thought of Timoke, the chess piece that they had manipulated before, and suddenly let out a miserable laugh.

Wenren Zhuo was running wildly.

Among the Eight Fronts Heavenly Army, four Qi Sect warriors followed closely behind. The other four Yanliu warriors were wearing heavy armor and were a little slower in the long journey, so they were left behind by the anxious Wen Renzhuo and gradually left behind.

No one reminded Wen Renzhuo to slow down. Everyone was extremely anxious. The airship crashed with a horrible explosion. The flames and heat waves made the Fenglin warriors feel as if they were in the abyss.

But they had no choice but to rush to the crash site. Apart from that, they didn't know what else they could do.

There is a blazing light ahead, approaching.

A mile or two away, the Flame Stream warriors in heavy armor exhaled, using their flags to dissipate heat, with the air rising around them. They kept walking, still trying their best to catch up.

At this moment, a buzzing sound like that of insects rose from the nearby grass and trees, and soon turned into the clanging sound of a sword. The sword was like a silver ball, shooting out like a stream, like a waterfall from the Milky Way, falling into the mortal world.

"Watch out!"

Feng Lin Tianjun reacted extremely quickly. The two of them turned around, raised their wrists, and shot out high-energy fuel from the flame nozzles, turning into fire dragons and charging fiercely.

The other two Flame Flow warriors raised their chainsaw swords, their internal Qi churning, and their fire control skills stirred up the flames. With the force of a fire dragon burning the wasteland, they slashed towards the direction of the enemy's attack!
The hurricane swept through, the attacker controlled the sword with his right hand, held the seal with his left hand, combined the sword and the skill, took strange steps, cut through the torrent of fire dragon, swung the sword energy like a tide, and collided fiercely with the flame flow armored warriors.

Sparks flew everywhere. Jiang Lishu stood with his sword across his body, dressed in purple and graceful as an immortal. “Feng Lin Yan Liu… Let’s see how much you have improved.”

"Burn her to death!"

Wenren Zhuo ran to the place where the airship crashed.

There were wreckage everywhere and flames raging. Even though he had witnessed it before and was mentally prepared, when he saw this scene, he was still distraught, unsteady on his feet, and knelt on the ground.

The once high-spirited Feng Lin Guizhong now looked as dejected as a beggar.

It's over, it's over.

He opened his mouth and let out a silent wail.

How could this happen! How could this happen! He had clearly become a genius, his family had given him all the support, and he was only dealing with a small sect... Why did it turn out like this!

Yes…Yes…

Core! Get the core first... Core!
"Snapped."

"Clap clap."

"Clap clap clap."

A crisp sound was heard slowly, burning and distorting the air. A figure walked out from the smoke, clapping his hands as he came into Wen Renzhuo's sight.

Tianjiao encountered a sudden change and his brain reacted extremely slowly. For a moment, he was completely confused.

"I've been thinking about what to say after seeing you."

"Should I pounce on you, lie down in front of you, tilt my head to look at your ugly twisted face, and say, 'This is what I want to see, your shameful appearance' or something like that."

"Or should I tell you the story of Ah Sheng, your previous arrogance and malice, and then ask you how it feels to have your future shattered and dragged into darkness by someone you have always looked down upon."

"Finally, I think I should stop talking too much. If I talk to someone like you about reason and retribution, you will never understand. So, in this situation, I'd better use one sentence to express my current mood."

Li Bailong dispersed the smoke and dust, looking down at the stunned Feng Lin Tianjiao, with no pride in his eyes.

Just like that night when Feng Lin descended from the sky, directed at him with malice, and surrounded by countless ridicules and hostility, he remained fearless.

The airship that seemed invincible and like a god has now turned into dust under the wrath of the hero.

"Idiot." Li Bailong said calmly, "Now you are going to die with your mother."

Wen Renzhuo was at a loss.

then.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

His skin was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and indescribable anger and hostility filled his heart. He gritted his teeth, shed tears of blood, and roared, "It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you, it's you!"

"Li! Bai! Long!"

"How dare you stay here! How dare you show up in front of me!"

Incomprehensible and confused, these emotions even overwhelmed the intent to kill.

"why why why!"

"Why do you dare to do such a thing! Don't you know the consequences? Don't you know that this will lead to an endless hunt to the death? Why don't you run away? Why do you dare to appear in front of me? "

“Ahhhhhhhhhh——” He howled wildly, “Kill him, kill him, kill him!”

Powerful enemies are all around, with swords flashing and killing intent boiling.

However, Li Bailong came for this very reason.

It's time to start.

All the injustice and anger must be repaid at the same time!
In his mind, Long Aotian laughed excitedly: "Hey, do you want to say some more strong words? I'm having a great time today!"

"I don't have the words of the strong anymore, but at this moment and in this situation, there is something I want to say that is appropriate."

"Okay...then tell me!"

So, Li Bailong raised his eyes to look at Wen Renzhuo who was rushing towards him, and said, "Before we begin, let me answer your last question. Why do I dare to come here? Why do I dare to appear in front of you?"

Then he sighed helplessly.

"To put it simply... I don't feel like writing recently. Oh, it's so annoying. There are so many things to do in real life, and there are people urging me to update more. Ah, I really don't want to write, so I decided to just slack off."

"What a mess!" Wen Renzhuo leaped into the air and shouted, "Die!"

But the next moment, his heart was shaken, because Li Bailong looked up at him, and his smile was so presumptuous that it made him uneasy.

"So, again--"

The Pulp Author took a step forward, gradually speeding up, gripping the hilt of the sword, and the Big Sun Flame rose up.

The sword is unsheathed——

"Do you know how idle the online writers who have taken time off are?"

The sword light flickered, reflecting Long Batian's rampant smile. His wild laughter and the earth-shaking dragon roar merged into one, turning into an unstoppable dragon energy and sword light, shaking the heaven and earth in an instant.

"I could beat you up right here... all day long!"

If I ask for leave here, I'm sure readers will remember it forever!

So, if I had forced myself to write the fourth update last night and stopped here, you would probably have chewed me alive.

Continue writing, there is more in the evening.

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