The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 200 197: This city is defended! (Two in one)
Before he finished speaking, Chu Zhou had already half-crouched down, gathered his strength, and jumped up. The ground within a hundred meters radius suddenly shook, and he had already soared into the sky.

Like a missile fired from a gun, visible air ripples spread outward.

One of his fists, filled with unparalleled tyranny, slammed towards the Golden Fox Zen Master.

The young monk did not retreat, but just looked at Chu Zhou indifferently. He stretched out his hands into the air, and huge golden Buddha light gathered to form two golden Buddha palms, which he slapped again.

Snapped!
A crisp slapping sound was heard, and between the two palms, the shock wave spread outward along with the Buddha's light. Chu Zhou had been pressed in the Buddha's palm, just like slapping a mosquito.

The corner of Zen Master Jinhu's mouth curled up slightly, as if with disdain and mockery, but the next second, his smile froze on his face.

A stream of water swirled like a snake, and in just a moment, it had escaped from the Buddha's palm and was close to him.

Then, Chu Zhou's fist kept getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes...

Even though he was surrounded by blazing Buddha's light and had layers of protective aura, it was like a mountain coming down on him and knocking him away.

At this moment, he looked very much like Zhu Xuan who had just been slapped away by him. He broke through the clouds like a meteor, letting the rare sunset glow fall.

Of course, Zen Master Jinhu had to admit that the opponent's "water transformation technique" was somewhat unexpected, but he did not lose his composure after being hit.

He also used this retreat as an opportunity to escape and to create some distance between himself and others.

But what he didn't expect was that Chu Zhou had no intention of chasing him. Instead, he reached out and took Zhu Xuan's ancient sword in his hand, turning it upside down with a strange expression.

It was impossible not to be strange, with the influx of light blue magic power, countless patterns seemed to light up on the surface of the ancient sword, and a buzzing sound was heard, and the sword lost its simplicity and revealed a sharp edge.

Flying Sword,

It’s not just an ordinary magic weapon, but a flying sword of magic-treasure level!
Chu Zhou felt that this world was truly full of surprises!
However, before he could continue trying, his face changed. He looked up and saw a golden meteor coming towards him.

It was like an attack from a martial arts master, but Chu Zhou did not dodge or resist. Instead, he raised his hands, exerted force on his muscles and bones, and transformed the strength in his body into strands of threads, which formed a rotating circle like a tangled silk thread.

Then, the golden meteor hit in front of him.

It was visible to the naked eye that the force began to shrink, collapse, and release layer by layer, until finally, the overwhelming force completely dissipated, revealing Wei Fangjie's figure.

He had been beaten into his domineering form, his custom-made armor was shattered into pieces, and only fragments were left hanging on his body. He only had a silver spear, tightly clenched in his hand.

There were at least three Vajra Talismans around him, which were completely burned to ashes at this moment. The golden light flashed a few times and then disappeared.

Wei Fangjie was still a little dizzy and instinctively wanted to get up. It was not until he saw Chu Zhou that a look of joy appeared on his face.

He opened his mouth to say something, but with a "wow" he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, but heat was rising from his body, like a cooked lobster.

Lines of fire poison emerged from his body, which was obviously the work of Xie Daoyuan.

Chu Zhou's face darkened, and he put his hands on his body. With a low shout, his magic power surged, and he cut two cuts on Wei Fangjie's back.

Then, flames burst out from the wound.

After all this was done, the temperature of his body dropped, and Chu Zhou raised his hand again to summon the gentle rain, which fell on his body.

It was only then that Wei Fangjie was finally able to speak.

He pointed at the red-haired old man and started to complain: "Brother, eldest brother, he hit me and it hurt so much.

If you hadn’t come, I would have been beaten to death by him! Look at the wounds on my body, look here, look here, look here…”

As he spoke, Wei Fangjie pulled at his tattered clothes, insisting on showing Chu Zhou how badly he was injured.

That tone, that posture, it shows how aggrieved one can be!
Chu Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still said, "Okay, okay, you go down and watch, I'll help you beat them up until they can't take care of themselves."

Upon hearing this, Wei Fangjie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Just beat them to death before they become unable to take care of themselves. I am kind-hearted and cannot bear to see them suffer."

"Are you really confident in your senior brother?"

"If my senior brother wants to kill someone, even the king of heaven can't stop him?!"

"I love to hear that!"

Chu Zhou laughed loudly and said, "Okay, go down and defend the city. Let your senior brother vent his anger for you."

Wei Fangjie left, and Chu Zhou turned around and looked at the red-haired old man and the young monk. The smile on his face slowly faded, and a solemn atmosphere filled the surroundings.

The red-haired old man and the young monk were already standing side by side. They looked down at Chu Zhou with a hint of surprise and solemnity in their eyes.

The red-haired old man spoke first: "Are you the Chu Zhou, the Chu Zhou from Xuanzhen Temple?"

"Whether it's true or not, what does it matter? You're going to get beaten anyway..."

"You are so arrogant, don't think you are great just because you have a little fame. I have killed more people and fought more masters than you have eaten salt!"

"That's because you haven't met me before!"

Chu Zhou spread out his robe and raised his head again. The 'concealment technique' had disappeared, replaced by Chongxiao's fighting spirit: "No need to talk nonsense, let's start fighting!"

Before he finished speaking, the magic that he had prepared long ago was already used. Mist spread in all directions, covering Chu Zhou's figure.

Then, a dragon roar was heard!

Hiss...

I saw a blue sea dragon tumbling in the clouds, and occasionally its body was revealed with magnificent and dreamy blue scales, each scale carrying thrilling power.

There are also silver snakes dancing wildly and thunder and lightning.

In just a few breaths, the blue sea and the blue dragon were already wrapped in clouds and mist, sweeping towards the red-haired old man and the young monk.

This time, the two no longer had the mood to play around, and instead became extremely cautious.

The young monk turned around and disappeared from his original place, but between heaven and earth, there was Buddha's light shining, and in the vast light, there seemed to be a Buddha sitting cross-legged.

He has three heads, one with a compassionate look, one with an angry look, and one with an indifferent expression, neither happy nor sad, just like the Supreme Being who has forgotten all emotions.

With a turn of his head, he saw the angry figure sitting in the center, with a huge hand that seemed to cover the sky stretched out, as if to completely disperse the clouds and mist and capture Canglong.

That posture gives a feeling of "Buddha sitting on the clouds, the world is under his control".

But Chu Zhou just spit out a few words coldly: "Flashy and useless! Never learned your lesson!"

Under the Buddha's palm, the clouds and mist dissipated, but nothing was caught. At some point, a blue sea dragon had entangled the Buddha.

I saw scales standing up, cutting the Buddha's body like blades. Even though the Buddha showed dozens of arms, he was still at a disadvantage in the entanglement of the blades.

In the image of the Blue Sea Dragon, Chu Zhou also showed his domineering form, with a height of two meters, muscular body, and skin like the white teeth of an old elephant.

He looked at the Buddha, who stood up and a wild fox with golden hair all over his body, and he stretched out his hand and slapped it.

He was used to using force to defeat clever moves, so no matter what moves the opponent used, he would just beat him up first.

I didn't expect that the wild fox was also a martial arts master. Although he had the body of an animal, his moves were extremely sophisticated. He could use the opponent's force to his advantage, and move around flexibly. He was a master of martial arts.

The two sides fought each other as fast as lightning, but after dozens of moves, there was not even a single collision.

Chu Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing something was wrong, and immediately changed the moves in his hands.

He did not seek speed or strength, and every punch and kick was even clearly visible, but even so, the waves in the air were much less.

As for the golden fox, it should have been more calm, but a look of panic appeared on its face.

After just three or two moves, he had no way to avoid it, and his claw had to collide with Chu Zhou's fist.

Click!

A crisp sound of bones breaking was heard, and the golden fox seemed to scream and flew out, and in an instant, it disappeared into the body of the Buddha.

Chu Zhou wanted to chase after him, but at some point, a circle of flames ignited silently around him.

The flame was crimson, like leaping blood, and there seemed to be countless voices inside, converging into one sentence.

"You are guilty! You are guilty! You are guilty! You are guilty!"

The fire of Red Lotus burns away all the sins in the world. It is the signature of the Purifying Red Lotus Society and also the killer move of the red-haired old man Xie Daoyuan.

Not to mention his other methods, just this one move of Red Lotus Karma Fire has made countless martial arts masters retreat.

Because this karmic fire not only ignites the body, but also burns the soul.

If you really have no regrets in your life, and you are like an innocent child, you will not be afraid of the pain of your soul burning.

Those who can become martial arts masters have all gone through hardships and killed countless people. If you say they are determined, it is possible. But if you say they have pure hearts?
It would be easier to find a fool!
It was obvious that the two men cooperated with each other, and with the help of Zen Master Jinhu who took that punch, they wanted to keep Chu Zhou completely.

However, Chu Zhou looked at the flame, casually took out a bell and shook it.

Jingle Bell!
A clear ringing sound rang out, and where the sound waves spread, everything stopped.

Then, he turned into a ball of water light and calmly passed through the red lotus fire. He then appeared as a blue dragon in the blue sea and flew straight into the clouds.

He disappeared at a higher altitude, and all that could be seen were layers of black clouds rolling and spreading outward. In just a moment, it seemed to cover the entire Yanshui City.

Then, the black cloud began to press down, so dark that it seemed to be pressing down on everyone’s hearts, making them suffocate.

The red-haired old man and the young monk came together again. Zen Master Jinhu grasped his right hand with his left hand, and with a "crackling" sound, he reconnected the broken palm.

His expression remained unchanged, but the red-haired old man Xie Daoyuan's expression looked a little ugly, and he raised his hand and waved it.

I saw the red energy flying out of his hand and turning into a sword energy dozens of meters long, slashing towards the dark clouds, as if it could cut through the sky with one sword.

But courage is just courage!

The blade light slashed into the black cloud, causing it to roll, as if triggering some bad reaction.

Then, a cold wind blew between heaven and earth, dispersing the heat, causing the black clouds to roll, and snowflakes to fall.

The red-haired old man stretched out his hand in astonishment, and after taking a snowflake, there seemed to be several question marks on his forehead.

"It's snowing? It's snowing?! No, although it's not the hottest months of July and August, it's still March. If it's spring rain, I can understand it.

But what does this mean now?
Late spring cold?! "

Zen Master Jinhu rolled his eyes and asked, "Are you focusing on the wrong direction? Think about why he has such a method?"

He tilted his head and said, "I really don't understand now. Is he a warrior or a mystic? Why does it seem like he has so many strange tricks?"

Shaking his head, he added: "But none of this matters now. What matters is what he wants to do."

The red-haired old man's face suddenly froze, and he said, "No, it's not snow, but hail. He is trying to interfere with the battle below!"

He was right. In just a few words, the snow in the sky turned into hail.

Hailstones the size of babies' fists fell from the sky, smashed into Yanshui City, and hit the heads of those who had just been fighting desperately.

It’s hard to describe what the feeling was. It was like being hit by a club suddenly. The boiling blood was cooled down, and the movements of my hands slowed down unconsciously.

As the hail became denser and more numerous, the originally burning flames were extinguished, and dark clouds obscured the starlight, and the entire Yanshui City fell into darkness.

Even the original shouts and screams faded away, and both sides seemed a little at a loss.

Only the 'crackling' sound of hail falling to the ground was getting louder and louder!
But this is Chu Zhou’s purpose.

Although he could hold off two martial arts masters, he was not afraid even if the red-haired old man and the young monk attacked him together.

But the problem is that his purpose was never to kill these two people, but to ensure that Yanshui City remained in the hands of Xuanzhen Temple.

But he came a little late after all!

Although two corpse puppets were destroyed, the Qihuo Army still had two Nine-Leaf Red Lotus Envoys, masters who were half a step away from being masters, and only Wei Fangjie and Zhu Xuan could match them.

But both of them are injured now, and even if they join the battle, they can't exert their full strength.

Not to mention, the number of innate masters, marrow-training warriors, and even meridian-opening masters in the Qihuo Army is twice or even three times that of Tianquan County.

The situation was barely maintained by the Tianquan warriors risking their lives.

Neither the red-haired old man nor the Golden Fox Zen Master noticed, but Chu Zhou was paying close attention. Just when he was exchanging a few moves with the two martial arts masters, the wall of Yanshui City had already been lost.

The beggars' troops continued to surge forward, and the Tianquan Army could only fight and retreat.

Although there have been street fighting drills before, street fighting is the most brutal mode of warfare. Can the Tianquan Army withstand it? Do they have the faith?

No one can tell for sure!

It was also at this moment that Chu Zhou used a big move without hesitation.

The so-called hailstorm is actually not that difficult, at least it is much easier than the 'sea of ​​fire burning the sky'.

After all, ice magic is a variation of water magic, and it is easier to use than fire magic.

At this time, the red-haired old man and the young monk looked at each other and finally reacted.

Their faces changed drastically, and they rushed into the black cloud almost without hesitation, wanting to wrestle Chu Zhou.

In the dark cloud, the young monk shouted loudly: "Chu Zhou, Master Chu, martial arts masters cannot set foot on mortal battlefields. This is a consensus of the world. Don't make a big mistake."

Chu Zhou sneered: "Masters of martial arts cannot set foot on the battlefield of mortals, so what did you two do before?"

The red-haired old man argued: "We were just looking for someone to kill, and we didn't directly interfere with the battlefield."

"Then I just caused hail. What does it have to do with the battlefield?"

"Hahaha, I got you!"

The so-called verbal confrontation was just the two of them trying to find Chu Zhou's exact location, but Chu Zhou didn't care.

The means were all ready, but Chu Zhou was still afraid of them. The Blue Sea Dragon directly pounced on them, fighting one against two, and it was a very satisfying kill!
Facing the master of Wanxiang Zhai, he could only fight to a draw, but facing the old man Erhu, he defeated him and almost took the old man Erhu's life.

When facing the red-haired old man and the young monk, he was fighting one against two and felt it was so refreshing and he could output to his heart's content!
The martial arts master is so powerful, but compared with his growth speed, it seems insignificant, especially when he has enough merit points.

Of course, they could still hold their ground here, but below, the situation was completely chaotic.

The Beggars’ Army was still strong, but the problem was that they were completely trapped in darkness and could no longer distinguish between friend and foe.

Those powerful warriors are better, they have amazing eyesight and can barely distinguish between friend and foe.

But for the soldiers of the Beggar Army, what was swallowed up by the darkness was not only their vision, but also their brave hearts.

I don't know who screamed, and panic spread immediately. There was darkness everywhere, and the weapons in my hands could no longer protect me.

If you turn around, you might hurt your own people, and the screams will make the panic worse.

No one knew who started the collapse of the Beggar Army. They groped their way towards the city wall, then slid down the ladders.

It is hard to imagine how many people fell to death, were trampled to death, or killed each other in this chaos.

Fortunately, the Weeping King Ran Yongzeng was a decisive man. When he saw that the situation was not good and that nothing could be done, he immediately gave the order.

Then, the horn of retreat was sounded, and countless people held torches, lit bonfires, and guided the soldiers back.

Of course, the ones who run the fastest are the warriors, especially the innate warriors. When they realize something is wrong, they retreat faster than anyone else!

The Tianquan Army was actually in chaos for a while, with many people dying from being trampled to death or killing each other. But after the Qihuo Army retreated, they regained their sanity.

They recaptured the city wall and lit bonfires to illuminate the surroundings.

At the same time, above the sky, Chu Zhou transformed into a human form, wearing azure dragon armor, and exchanged thirteen punches in a row with the red-haired old man in his domineering form.

Every punch hit the flesh with extreme violence, as if fellow disciples were using the same moves to verify what they had learned.

Until the end, the red-haired old man vomited blood and flew backwards. Pirated products are pirated products. Compared with Chu Zhou, his domineering body is full of mistakes and omissions.

Of course, Chu Zhou also suffered three punches and two kicks from the young monk, as well as a vicious finger attack.

The colorful energy entering his body actually made Chu Zhou's heart boil, and he could hardly suppress his fear and worry.

However, Chu Zhou turned his head towards him and gave him a lung-gold sword energy.

That move, which was almost close to the young monk's face, only knocked the young monk back more than ten miles away.

At this point, the two sides separated, and neither of them fought to the death. The red-haired old man and the young monk reunited again, looked at each other in silence, and returned to the Beggar Army camp with a gloomy face.

Chu Zhou fell from the sky and landed on the top of Yanshui City.

Looking at the devastation and the defeated soldiers, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, this city has been defended!
However, when he turned his gaze slightly and looked at the beggar soldier, his eyes were already full of ferocity and murderous intent!
"The Begging Army, the Weeping Heavenly King Ran Yongzeng, the Xuanyue Sect, the Purifying Red Lotus Society, don't worry, don't worry, what is owed will be paid back!"

　Two in one, send them together!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)