Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 123 is very simple, I can do it too.

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The air trembled suddenly, rippling outwards in invisible waves, and a terrifying thought flashed by.

In the vegetable market, the sky was obscured, and it was pitch black.

Hong Wuye, dressed in a black overcoat, and Lu Jing, standing beside the wooden frame, both looked towards the county government office.

What, another expert who slew four thieves has appeared?
Lu Jing's brows furrowed suddenly, and a look of disbelief and surprise flashed across his eyes.

Is the water in Wuqing County really that deep?
When did such a master come into hiding?

As if he had just realized something, a rare smile appeared on Hong Wuye's stiff face.

Is it him?
It must be him.

It can only be him.

In just a few months, his strength has actually increased to this extent?

Master Hong Wu also investigated this mysterious person who stole the Qinggang matches.

Although their whereabouts are uncertain and their identity is unknown.

But each time he made a move, he revealed a vast difference in strength compared to the last time.

Each time, it got worse than the last.

Each time, it almost has a decisive effect!

Xiao Qingchou and the others believed that he was hiding his strength, being strong when the enemy was strong and weak when the enemy was weak.

But Master Hong Wu felt that this person...

He is growing stronger at a speed that defies the common sense of martial arts and is almost monstrous!

"I wonder which young prodigy he is. He's just too cautious. Otherwise, if I had introduced him to the old man in the black hat, that old fellow would have been overjoyed and would have rushed to take him as his successor, wouldn't he?"

Hong Wuye thought to himself.

On the wooden frame, the body of the Hall Master swayed slightly in the wind, and the congealed purplish-black blood clots emitted a faint stench of decay.

Lu Jing keenly caught the fleeting smile on Fifth Master Hong's face, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he said in a cold voice,
"I never expected that you had such a person hidden away during your trip to Beijing... No wonder he's the Fifth Master Hong, who holds the power of life and death in the Guolu Society..."

Lu Jing mistakenly thought that person was someone from my Guolu Association?
Since there's a misunderstanding, let's just let it continue.

Hong Wuye's mind raced, but his expression remained calm and composed.

"It seems I need to finish this quickly."

Lu Jing slowly unbuttoned his clothes, casually tossing his outer robe to the ground, revealing his muscular waist, dark body, and bare upper body covered with ghostly markings.

"Unfortunately, not only will you not be able to take this corpse with you today, but you, along with that cowardly thief who hid his face and left no trace... all of you will have to stay behind!"

……

“I don’t believe it!!”

Looking at Chen Shunan in front of him.

After a brief moment of surprise, Nie Zheng's gaze was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

At his level, he could almost have a photographic memory, so when he saw Chen Shunan's appearance, he immediately remembered that this person was the fifty-year-old man who had resolutely refused to join the inner circle in the martial arts hall a few days ago.

He killed four traitors?
I'm a martial arts master!

There's definitely something fishy going on here!
It's possible that this person practices some kind of secret technique, allowing them to feign the aura of the warrior who killed the four thieves, but in reality, it's all just for show.

"You're playing tricks, go to hell!"

Nie Zheng exerted force with his feet, blasting a large crater in the stone slab beneath his feet, causing it to crack and split. His right fist, like a cannon shot, carried an overbearing will to crush everything, and slammed straight into Chen Shunan's face.

Nie Zheng believed that this downward-moving Bajiquan strike had reached an unprecedented peak of power. His body was relaxed, his mind was focused, and he only concentrated the intent of the fist within it.

Even the meridians in his head that had been damaged seemed to have returned to normal, allowing him to grasp some of the mysterious power flowing through his head.

however--

Whoosh!
A barely perceptible whooshing sound swept through the air.

Nie Zheng felt a sudden chill on his neck, where another thin line of blood appeared.

The strength and intent that Nie Zheng had just mobilized and gathered in his fist vanished quickly, like the first snow meeting the blazing sun, leaving not a trace.

Chen Shunan quietly withdrew his leg, and the protruding blades on his python-tooth boots instantly retracted.

“Ho…ho…ho…”

Nie Zheng staggered back several steps, futilely covering his leaking throat. He coughed violently, accompanied by strange hissing sounds, and blood gushed out from between his fingers.

His face was filled with terror.

when?
I didn't even realize it?

This... must be the master who killed the four thieves.

"Then let's die together!!"

Nie Zheng's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, like a trapped beast in a desperate situation.

He suddenly raised his hand, exerted force between his fingers, and with a teeth-grinding "crack" sound, brutally twisted the torn flesh of his throat together, forming a horrible, throbbing tumor!
It also carried a chilling aura of mutual destruction...

They retreated rapidly backward.

In the blink of an eye, they were more than ten feet away.

He turned and fled, decisive and resolute.

slip away.

How can we fight if we kill one more enemy?
"Can they escape?"

However, Chen Shunan simply moved his feet, exerted force through his entire body, and his whole being seemed to blend into the shadows of the corner of the wall, moving close to the ground.

Looking at the alleyway entrance so close at hand, the bright sunlight streaming in from outside, Nie Zheng could even smell the acrid smoke in the air. Just one step, just this one step.

As long as we escape outside.

Since Chen Shunan had concealed his identity and disguised his strength as Yi Shui San Er, he certainly wouldn't dare to show his face in public.

As long as they escape to a populated area... Nie Zheng still didn't believe that Chen Shunan would necessarily massacre the city to silence witnesses!
However, just as he was about to rush out of the alley...

A figure suddenly solidified like a ghost, blocking his only path to survival.

Chen Shunan's weathered old face was once again clearly reflected in Nie Zheng's terrified eyes.

Nie Zheng was almost going crazy.

Can't escape, can't beat.

Am I really going to die here for no reason today?!
Everything that happened today felt to Nie Zheng like he had taken a bath, changed clothes, and prepared himself to face an unparalleled enemy, only to be killed by a random passerby on his way out the door early in the morning...

absurd!

Thinking of this, Nie Zheng gritted his teeth, the dragon on his back twisted and turned, his arms moved like pythons emerging from their caves, and with each pull and tremor, waves of energy surged, and he unleashed a devastating punch.

Beneath the cover of this terrifying fist technique, a ray of light suddenly burst forth from between Nie Zheng's brows, accompanied by the hiss of some kind of insect, and instantly struck Chen Shun'an between the brows.

Nie Zheng still has a trump card up his sleeve.

Everyone believed that Nie Zheng had no choice but to join the government to seek a stable life because his head meridians were damaged and he had a hidden illness.

Little did he know that it was due to another opportunity that when he fled to the Miao region, he had accidentally obtained a strange, sealed earthenware jar in an abandoned ancient temple.

Once activated, an air-eating worm flies out.

It burrows into the skull, dwells between the eyebrows, feeds on Nie Zheng's vital energy, and can also gnaw on his and others' Niwan acupoints.

His Niwan acupoint was damaged, causing him great pain, but perhaps this was a turning point, as it brought him spiritual strength far exceeding that of other martial artists of the same level!

"Even if you kill the four traitors, so what? Unless you kill the Italian traitor, otherwise..."

However, the next moment, all the color drained from Nie Zheng's face, as if he had seen a ghost.

The 'air-eating worm' that had flown out returned, settling back into his brow, listless and barely breathing, emitting a low, mournful cry.

Chen Shunan, on the other side, looked somewhat bewildered.

"What's going on? It felt like something just hit my Niwan acupoint between my eyebrows... but it was too weak. With a thought, I didn't even have time to notice it before it completely disappeared."

Chen Shunan was confused, but he vaguely guessed that Nie Zheng had some kind of hidden killing move and had ambushed him silently.

"You dare to resist?!"

Chen Shunan was filled with shock and anger. All his thoughts surged down and merged into the vast and powerful Flying Immortal Force within his body.

With each step he took, his muscles moved in perfect coordination, exerting force all at once, without being bound by any particular fighting style or the limitations of his joints, and without any fancy movements.

It was just a single, light palm strike.

"I will die!!"

With his hair disheveled, Nie Zheng was thrown backward by the overwhelming force that rushed towards him, and the noisy sounds of firefighting and splashing water from the outside world seemed to become blurred and distant.

As the hand drew ever closer, seemingly filling his entire field of vision, Nie Zheng could only sense a deathly aura that made his three corpses tremble wildly.

With that blow, he had no chance of survival.

"I cannot die!! Burn my blood, ignite my will, destroy my spirit, and I shall be Wu Zhongji!!"

Nie Zheng bit his tongue, and the 'Qi-eating worm' between his eyebrows seemed to be coughing up blood, feeding back streams of pure Qi. Under Nie Zheng's control, these streams spread throughout his body along a certain subtle circulation method.

Nie Zheng's aura began to surge, and even the horrifying injury in his throat quickly healed.

His mind suddenly solidified, his eyes shone with golden light, and his breath was like a whale swallowing its prey. Even the sounds of Chen Shunan's blood and energy flowing and his strength being mobilized could be clearly heard.

Nie Zheng roared, his forearm muscles tightened suddenly like tempered steel, and his fist intent was several times stronger than before!
"Huh? So having a second source of power and following this circulation method allows one to achieve the effect of blood burning and sublimation?"

Chen Shunan seemed to have discovered something interesting.

It's simple, he seems to have... learned it?

"Crack, click, click..."

A series of fine, crisp bone crackling sounds emanated from Chen Shun'an's body.

Chen Shunan's hands moved like golden snakes emerging from their holes, unleashing a unique force distinct from the 'Flying Immortal Force'...

Tengshe Jin.

Each time the Tengshe Force circulated within his body, it was like a thunderbolt striking a fire on the ground, fiercely igniting the powerful Flying Immortal Force, causing Chen Shunan's aura to rise to a new level.

In the end, he even came incredibly close to slaying the five thieves!
In a daze, Nie Zheng seemed to see a scene.

A human-shaped Ganoderma lucidum, entirely purple and red with cloud patterns, stretched out a grotesque, snake-like hand, slamming down with a ferocious aura that almost suffocated him!

……

"Strange, why hasn't Nie Zheng returned yet after so long?"

Outside the county government office, Hong Junxian directed his gang to put out the fire.

Hong Junxian, being experienced, instructed people to quickly move away the debris to create a firebreak and prevent the fire from spreading to the surrounding houses.

He even personally taught everyone a fire extinguishing tool called a "splash tube," which involved stuffing a bamboo tube into a water-filled leather bag and then sealing the opening.

Simply squeeze the bag to spray water from the bamboo tube, creating a strong wind and increasing fire extinguishing efficiency.

However, Hong Junxian kept glancing in the direction where Nie Zheng had disappeared, his brows gradually furrowing.

In a battle between martial artists, the outcome of each move is perfectly normal.

Even though Nie Zheng seemed to have been caught off guard and was kicked out of the county government office.

But Hong Junxian didn't believe for a second that Nie Zheng would be in any trouble, or even that he would be seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)