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

Chapter 178 Turning the Tide, But It Was Only for One Person

call out!
A strong wind swept through the forest.

Tian Ming felt a blur before his eyes, and the old man's figure in the distance suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a few pieces of grass swept away by the wind.

At the same time, he felt a sudden heaviness on his head, a sharp pain in his neck, and a tingling sensation on his scalp, as if a thousand-pound weight had been crushed upon him.

It felt like something was stepping on my head.

"It's been a long time since Chen has stepped on anyone's head, he really misses it..."

Chen Shunan's feet took root, firmly pressing down on Tian Ming's head. Then, he twisted and spun around, using his long sword to strike, strike, stir, and press... transforming into a flowing shadow that made the air howl.

Although Chen Shunan has never specialized in swordsmanship, with his current level of martial arts prowess, he can handle various weapons with ease, if not with ease, and is no less skilled than a seasoned veteran who has been immersed in the art for over ten years.

With a loud bang, the sword collided with Tian Ming's arms, producing a dull thud.

Tian Ming felt a force no less powerful than his own come from the sword, causing his blood and qi to surge.

In particular, this sword was actually a top-grade treasure sword, truly capable of cutting through iron like mud and indestructible. In just a few exchanges, it severed both of his arms at the root.

Blood splattered three feet, staining the withered grass with dark red spots.

Before he could even scream, he was suddenly pushed into the mud by Chen Shunan, his mouth and nose filled with mud and water, leaving only his eyes sticking out.

"careful!"

"Where to escape?"

A woman's shout came from behind.

Then a plump woman appeared, her eyes like misty clouds. She stepped over the branches as if walking on ethereal clouds and water, covering a distance of several dozen feet in the blink of an eye.

The two who had just escaped from the underground palace, although not exceptionally strong, were both experts who had achieved the True Intent Realm and could kill a thief.

Either he had long been rumored to have gone mad from his cultivation and should have died long ago.

Or they are seasoned veterans of the martial arts world, whose skills and experience are unparalleled.

Upon seeing the scene before her, Yun Ruo couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised.

An ordinary-looking old man stood in the grass, holding a long sword. Wisps of white mist rose from his body. He was not tall, but at his feet, Tian Ming was buried in the mud, his arms broken, his face full of frustration and anger.

"If I hadn't been injured, how could I have been humiliated like this by a mere second-rate martial artist, an old man?! Damn it, damn it! Spare me, let me fight you for another three hundred rounds!"

Tian Ming was filled with impotent rage.

Did Tian Ming really slip up and fail here?
This person is only at the second-rate level?
With a light step, Yun Ruo floated in front of Tian Ming. Her two fingers, as slender as scallions, carried a chilling aura, and with a flick of her fingers, she stabbed Tian Ming in the heart.

Tian Ming made a gurgling sound in his throat, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his body jerked violently, his limbs twitched twice, and then he stopped breathing.

His eyes were wide open, still showing resentment.

"The Flying Immortal of Flesh...you are Chen Shunan?"

Yun Ruo turned around and leisurely looked Chen Shunan over, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Chen Shunan bowed respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant.
"That's right."

Yun Ruo nodded in realization.

That makes sense.

Chen Shunan possessed a triple-refined martial body and was at its peak. He was skilled in movement techniques, so it was somewhat plausible that he could force the heavily injured Tian Ming to this extent.

Yun Ruo asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"Naturally, the Five Eccentrics, the Four Masters, and the Three Top Scholars, including 'Chasing Cloud Divine Assistant' Yun Ruo... are all very famous, and I have long heard of them."

Chen Shunan managed to squeeze out a few hints of longing and awe on his face.

Yun Ruo looked at Chen Shunan with suspicion.

Whether it was her imagination or not, she couldn't detect any sincerity in Chen Shunan's words.

It's like a hypocritical compliment.

Ordinary martial artists, even those at the true level, would fawn over her and be extremely obsequious when they met her.

"do not worry."

Yun Ruo shook her head and said, "I don't want to compete with you for credit. If you hadn't stopped him, I wouldn't have been able to kill him so easily... This credit is yours, at least a third-class merit."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan immediately beamed, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed even lower, repeatedly saying...

"Thank you, Fairy Yun! You're too kind... but I won't stand on ceremony."

"you!"

Yun Ruo's lips twitched slightly, and she immediately realized that Chen Shun'an was a stingy and cunning fellow.

Boom! !
Several loud bangs echoed through the dense forest.

For a moment, it actually overwhelmed the surging waves and startled several flocks of egrets.

But before the ruins of the mortuary, several figures were locked in fierce combat, locked in a stalemate.

Although Zhao Guanghui was only at the level of slaying three traitors, he relied on the wonder of immortality to shed his living body and become a walking corpse. Not only was there corpse poison and yin energy with every move he made, but his bones were also indestructible.

Even if Lu Jing used all his strength to strike his chest, it would only produce a crisp sound like metal clashing against stone, leaving only a shallow white mark.

Only Liu Qingyi's spear moved like a dragon, its cold light flashing, each thrust accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

If it landed on Zhao Guanghui, it would poke a black, bloody hole.

Zhao Guanghui made a strange hoarse sound in his throat, but his attention was always on Zhao Guangxi.

To be precise, it was the "Chengping Guanjing Sword" that Zhao Guangxi wore at his waist.

……

The group moved nimbly, sometimes soaring to high ground, crashing into mountains and shaking peaks, sometimes traversing dense forests, causing trees to collapse and rocks to crumble, almost leveling an area of ​​several miles into a landscape full of potholes.

The force swept outwards, and the soil, mixed with melting snow and blood, flowed into a murky stream.

The terrifying shockwave was like a steamer, turning the snow on the ground into smoke and even obscuring the moon and stars.

Even more strangely, as the group stirred their thoughts, the air began to shimmer with strange colors, as if immortals had descended to earth to change the world.

Let alone ordinary people, even a master who had slain three thieves would find it difficult to get close. The aftershocks only swept over him, yet he felt his internal organs churning, his temples throbbing, his face turning pale, and he retreated in panic.

They could only stand at a distance, watching the battle unfold with astonishment and uncertainty.

Even looking at something for too long is unbearable.

My eyes stung, tears streamed down my face, and I felt completely drained.

"Is this the strength of Chief Lu? I don't even have the right to take a second look." A martial artist gripped the broken hilt of his sword, his knuckles turning white, his voice trembling.

"Liu Qingyi is the mainstay of this battle. He has the strength to kill five thieves. Zhao Guanghui can only struggle against him. If it weren't for that treasure, he would probably be dead long ago."

"Yes... Slaying five thieves is the key to achieving true mastery. Slaying all six thieves is just one step away from becoming a martial arts grandmaster. It's truly enviable."

Some people's eyes were filled with envy.

"Did you see that underground palace? Zhao Guangxi was right, it really is a filthy place for corpse refining!"

"Zhao Guanghui deserves to die!"

The martial artists were abuzz with discussion.

Yunruo stood still, but looked into the depths of the smoke with a hint of worry.

Too late and things will change.

No one knows how many changes or how mysterious that unknown destiny will bring.

If Lu Jing and his group were truly confident, they would have already brought Zhao Guanghui to justice with overwhelming force.

There was no need to make such a fuss.

Whoosh!
With a whooshing sound, Shi Yanzhi's burly figure swept in like an iron tower.

He was carrying a figure who was also dressed in heavy cotton clothes and smelled extremely of blood.

With a thud, Shi Yanzhi casually tossed the man to the ground.

"thump!"

The figure was slammed hard onto the frozen ground, black blood splattered from the hem of his cotton coat, his head drooping, but there was still a glimmer of hope, probably wanting to go back for interrogation and forced confession.

Shi Yanzhi glanced coldly at Chen Shunan, then paused briefly on Tian Ming's corpse.

Then he walked straight to Yun Ruo's side and said,
"The man has been caught."

“Me too… well, with the help of this Brother Chen.” Yun Ruo stepped aside to let Chen Shunan pass.

"Chen...Chen Shun'an?"

Shi Yanzhi paused for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Shunan.

This time, his gaze softened somewhat, and he nodded.
"My name is Shi Yanzhi, the branch leader of the Canal Gang. I have long heard of Brother Chen's great name, but this is the first time we have met."

Given Chen Shunan's current status and his mastery of the Three Refinements of Martial Body, he is worthy of Shi Yanzhi's high regard, and might even be considered a brother.

So-called propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame, as well as politeness and goodwill, are all based on strength.

People from the Grand Canal Gang?

Chen Shunan raised an eyebrow and said,
"So it's Brother Shi. I've heard so much about you."

"Oh? Brother Chen, you've heard of me?"

Shi Yanzhi's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He leaned forward and asked another question.

Chen Shunan remained silent for a moment.

It's just a polite formality, isn't it?

Why did you take it so seriously?

Chen Shunan chuckled twice but didn't reply.

Seeing his reaction, the joy on Shi Yanzhi's face instantly faded, and he turned to Yun Ruo and said,

"Are we going to take action?"

"Can you even get involved?" Yun Ruo glanced at him, her tone indifferent.

“That’s true.” Shi Yanzhi scratched his head and said no more.

The two stood quietly in place.

If even Liu Qingyi and the others are defeated, no matter how much they resist, it will be in vain.

Despite the large number of martial artists present, including Shi Yanzhi and a few others who were true masters, the situation was not as simple as it seemed.

But it's safe to say that the outcome of today's battle hinges on a few individuals not far away, perhaps even...

Liu Qingyi alone.

Having slain the five thieves, his true intent was nearly fulfilled, and his consciousness was about to perish. Furthermore, Liu Qingyi was in his prime and was temporarily spared the suffering of "the extinction of yin impurities and the annihilation of corpse energy."

He is the top martial arts fighter in Wuqing County.

On the earthen altar slope.

There was no moonlight, no starlight, only a thick, impenetrable night.

Meanwhile, on the distant mountain ridges all around, clusters of lights were moving.

Like stars surrounding the moon, they guarded Liu Qingyi and the others' battle situation in the center.

Everyone stood silently, breathing heavily, their eyes fixed on the depths of the smoke.

No one spoke; only the whistling sound of the cold wind whistling through the bare branches could be heard.

"Gentlemen, I am worried about the Inoue brothers and wish to go find them. I must take my leave now."

Suddenly, Chen Shunan said softly.

"Alright, be careful not to go there. Fists and kicks don't have eyes, be careful not to accidentally hurt you."

Perhaps out of mutual respect for each other as they practiced the same martial art of lightness skills, Yun Ruo offered Chen Shun'an a word of advice.

(End of this chapter)