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

Chapter 50 The Primordial Umbrella: Male and Female Appearance
Manager Li let out a sharp shriek, his voice loud and clear.

“There’s a waterman in my village who’s colluded with Xiang Zhe from Wanlong’s mill to harm his colleagues and betray his own. I’ve come today to clean house, and I hope you all will bear witness!”

Upon hearing this, the martial artists and Jianghu figures who had been secretly observing this area immediately changed their expressions and retreated, completely abandoning their desire to watch the spectacle.

I also want to witness that you shouldn't splatter blood on me!

"Hmph, go!"

Seeing that the group of martial arts practitioners had run away quickly and were no longer in their way, they realized that the group of martial arts practitioners had run away quickly and were no longer in their way.

Manager Li snorted coldly and waved his hand, and Shui San'er in the courtyard immediately rushed forward.

With Lin Shouzhuo in charge, and Chen Shunan, an old cunning man, lurking in the shadows.

Zhuang Kun and Manager Xiang were no match for the group of Shui San'er and were about to be killed on the spot.

"You forced me to do this!!"

Inside the house, Ah Hua, with nowhere to escape, howled like a mournful beast. Especially when he saw familiar faces like Sun Xiao and Lin Shouzhuo, their disdainful and indifferent gazes stung his pride.

Ahua blushed, patted his waist pocket, and his blood and energy surged toward the Li Tan flag as if they were free.

Instantly, wisps of visible black smoke billowed out, accompanied by howls and wailing, and a strong, eerie wind blew, causing the blazing torches to become as thin as beans.

"Huh? Something's wrong!"

Chen Shunan frowned, pulled everyone to his side, and stood beside Manager Li.

Everyone present felt a chill that seeped into their bones, and the closer they were to Ahua, the more pronounced the feeling was.

Even Lin Shouzhou felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his heart fire flickering, and wisps of coldness spreading from his calves all the way up, as if a pair of dead hands were brushing against his back, raising goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing this, Ahua quickly rolled backward, startled the birds, jumped over the doors and windows, and leaped onto the roof to escape.

call out!
Suddenly, a gray shadow shot out from the courtyard and struck Ahua's hamstring.

"what!!"

Ahua cried out in pain and immediately lunged forward, falling onto the roof.

He reached up and grabbed his hind leg, where there was a pool of blood, and touched a brand-new coin dart that gleamed coldly!

"Where to go!"

In that brief moment of delay, Lin Shouzhou's arms trembled, and his blood and qi surged like dragons and snakes, instantly breaking free from the chilling aura. With a powerful stride, he pierced through the roof beams like a cannonball.

His eyes flashed with ferocity as he grabbed at Ahua!
"Sigh...why be so aggressive?"

A faint voice drifted over.

Then an old man appeared on the rooftop.

With a face as beautiful as jade, dressed in black silk lantern pants, he exuded an indescribable air of elegance.

It was late at night, with neither rain nor wind, yet this person was carrying a large black umbrella.

The old man held out the umbrella tip, which looked quite ordinary, but the chilling wind it stirred up seemed to be pushed aside by an invisible hand, and even the moonlight was disturbed, unable to penetrate, leaving it pitch black and deep.

"Yue Ting, the Great Umbrella of Chaos?"

Lin Shouzhuo's expression was solemn.

I heard that after Yue Ting broke through to the first-class level, the first person he killed was the 'body thief'.

He is free from the distractions of luxury cars, wine, women, wealth, and power; he is also free from the pain of overwork and hidden illnesses. His internal strength flows through all the acupoints of his body, allowing him to maintain peak combat power at all times. He is the signature figure of Wanlong Milling!

Therefore, when the umbrella tip was handed to him, Lin Shouzhou felt a fatal crisis enveloping him, and the veins in his temples throbbed like drums, but he could only watch helplessly as the umbrella tip pierced his heart.

"Brother Yue, why must you get so angry..."

Suddenly, a light, melodious female voice rang out from the side.

With a ding-dong sound, sparks flew from the tip of the umbrella.

A delicate, white finger flicked lightly, knocking the black umbrella away.

A fragrant breeze wafted by as a beautiful figure, her long black hair coiled behind her head and pierced with a snake-head hairpin, stood barefoot and smiling as she looked at Yue Ting.

This person's every frown and smile exuded a captivating charm, and coupled with her slender figure and translucent skin, she was simply an absolute beauty.

However, his Adam's apple protruded slightly, clearly indicating that he had the appearance of a man but not a woman.

Yue Ting's face was cold and stern. Without responding, he struck out with a palm. Upon seeing this, the man sighed sadly, waved his sleeve to send Lin Shouzhuo flying, and with a flick of his wrist, he also struck out with a palm.

Boom! !

A thunderclap rose from the ground.

The moment their palms clashed, two streams of energy intertwined and collided, creating a powerful gust of wind that exploded within a small space.

Roof tiles were torn off, pillars snapped with a crash, and the blue brick floor was cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

Shui San'er and the others in the courtyard all stepped back.

Smoke and dust rose, and sand and gravel flew everywhere. The group of Shui San'er stared wide-eyed at the mortar that had been razed to the ground, filled with shock and fear.

Chen Shunan was startled.

A top-tier martial artist is this powerful?
He couldn't help but take a few more steps back.

Yue Ting lowered his head, and a drop of bright red blood slid down, revealing a clear pinhole mark on his palm.

Yue Ting's face darkened: "Zhou Qing, you're despicable!"

Zhou Qing carefully removed the silver needle from her fingertips, flicked it twice with her delicate hand, and then inserted it back into her hair. She covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
"What an old man... Now that we've opened up trade to a single port, who's going to fight you head-on with your palm strikes? Is your brain filled with a gold-rimmed chamber pot?"

Yue Ting stared blankly, his expression frozen, his mouth agape. He, who was not good at verbal sparring, seemed not to have expected Zhou Qing to be so aggressive.

In a corner of the ruins, a disheveled figure ripped off the bricks and tiles covering his body.

Ahua gripped the Soul-Slaying Banner tightly, glanced at Zhou Qing and the others from afar, and then tried to make a silent escape.

"Ahua, your father is dead."

Suddenly, a voice came from among the group of Shui San'er.

It echoed clearly in the night sky.

Ahua was stunned for a moment, his feet rooted to the ground as if they were made of clay.

Many people around the waterhole looked at each other, glancing at one another, and turning their heads to see which colleague was so skilled at psychological manipulation.

First, someone threw a dart, which injured Ahua.

Then comes reopening old wounds and insulting elders.

My Shuiwozi is truly full of talented people!
Chen Shunan also looked surprised, glancing around and shifting his position, as if trying to find out which colleague had done it.

After searching in vain, the group turned back and looked towards the ruins.

Ahua didn't believe that at all and walked away with his head down.

However, another voice rang out.
"He was killed by Zhuang Kun. Look at the altar-suppressing wood he's holding now, doesn't it look like yours?"

Ahua suddenly turned around.

Then a figure emerged from the ruins.

Zhuang Kun was still in shock and subconsciously touched his chest.

The purple gourd was pierced by a sharp splinter of wood, and the golden-headed tyrant vanished without a trace, disappearing to who knows where.

The altar-suppressing wood perfectly blocked the fatal splinter, remaining completely intact without even a drop of ink stain.

It's very conspicuous in the darkness!
Zhuang Kun, who had just escaped death, didn't have time to feel too smug.

A murderous aura swept over.

He looked up and saw Ahua's face, his eyes bloodshot and his expression ferocious.
"You killed my father?"

Zhuang Kun looked flustered: "No, no, I found this..."

boom!
Ahua punched Zhuang Kun on the bridge of his nose, the sound of bone cracking mixed with a muffled groan.

Zhuang Kun staggered backward, then suddenly realized what was happening, his rage flared, and he immediately started fighting with Ahua.

The screams, howls, and the sounds of flesh being torn apart were all mixed together.

But soon, all sound ceased.

(End of this chapter)