Mountains and rivers are waiting for you to return

Chapter 169: Flood
Gongyang Zisheng was riding a horse alone, galloping all the way from not far away on the plain.

At the end of the earth, there was a huge army lined up and rushing towards this place.

The reinforcements from Qilu marched northward from the southern border. They set out on the day they heard the news and marched quickly all the way. It took them more than ten days to finally arrive at the country in the mountain valley.

"You all came to the Three Mountains, do you all want to die here today?" Yue Cang said contemptuously, "Then let's kill them all together."

The murderous aura around Yue Cang has not diminished yet, and he and Gong Yang Zisheng use light skills to jump towards each other in sync.

The Qingyuntian Ji and the Wuqiang Sword collided in the sky, and the white waves of the impact swept outward.

There was a loud bang, and it resounded through the sky in an instant.

Gongyang Zisheng's Wuqiang Sword is a peerless famous weapon forged hundreds of years ago and passed down from generation to generation. Silver-shining jade is added to the sword body, and its hardness and stability are enough to compete with Yue Cang's Qingyuntian Ji.

The two men spun around and landed on the ground, continuing their fight.

The Nanqiang sword is elegant and unrestrained, like the spring rain hitting the leaves, seeming to fall into the deep bamboo forest, and even making a pleasant "rustling" sound in the wind. It is the artistic conception of the ultimate warrior, unique and extraordinary.

In contrast, Yue Cang's Tianji seemed like a deep abyss, perhaps it was tainted by the souls of wronged people, carrying endless depression and sorrow, and the faint purple light was turbid through the black.

Gongyang Zisheng's sword moves were extremely beautiful, as if he was breathing with the earth. However, such superb swordsmanship was only evenly matched with Tianji at the beginning.

As the duel progressed, the Nanqiang Sword gradually lost its power compared to the Qingyun Tianji.

Gongyang Zisheng's move is like a dead tree coming back to life, with strange changes.

After a moment, Qingbo seized the opportunity and slashed into Yue Cang's left shoulder with his long sword, but it only penetrated less than a finger's thickness before being steadily blocked by the raised Qingyun Tianji.

Zhubei Spear and Nanqiang Sword, the two of them went up three mountains and tried their best, but they only cut three wounds on him.

Yue Cang raised the Nanqiang sword as if he was looking at a dead person.

The two men's weapons collided, and after one move, the Nan Qiang sword seized the opportunity and stabbed straight at Yue Cang.

Gongyang Zisheng thought that he would dodge first and then chop vertically with the wind.

But unexpectedly, Yue Cang took a step back and adopted an extremely tricky, almost impossible angle. He used the gap between the crescent-shaped side blade of the halberd and the main body to pass through the sword, and then pressed down again to stop the Nanqiang sword.

Yue Cang's halberd and sword pushed back, and if Gongyang Zisheng had not changed his sword-holding posture in time, his wrist would have been almost strangled.

All they could think of was the purple evil spirit created by Yue Cang's halberd technique, but they never imagined that he would use the halberd's own hook and pecking technique at this time.

While Gongyang Zisheng changed his hands, he also tried his best to avoid the attack of Qingyun Tianji with his body.

But no matter how fast he was, he could not withstand the sharpness of the Qingyuntian Halberd's head, and one of the side blades went straight through his right abdomen.

The halberd's blade was wrapped in Yue Cang's internal force, and its power was far beyond ordinary. The damage was amplified several times, and a fist-sized hole was made in Gong Yang Zisheng's body, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

Yue Cang retracted his halberd, and Gongyang Zisheng's Nanqiang sword was knocked away by Yue Cang's halberd and fell to the ground a few steps away.

Yue Cang did not hesitate at all and raised the Qingyun Tianji, ready to execute him.

When the halberd fell, a palm wind shining with golden light came, preventing him from moving forward.

Pei Nai stood not far away, his injured hands trembling, trying hard to block the fatal blow for Gong Yang Zisheng.

Yue Cang showed a hint of anger on his face, and stared at Pei Nai with gloomy eyes.

He tilted his head slightly.

That look was telling her that he was going to kill the person she was trying to protect right in front of her.

Let her know her powerlessness and let her see the despair of life.

Following his gaze, the halberd resisted her Dingguang Compassionate Palm and chopped down again.

Pei Nai looked at everything in front of her with grief. She had done the best she could, but how could they defeat such an enemy?

As death was about to happen before her eyes once again, a softer golden mist covered her palm wind.

The tolerant and powerful palm of mercy forced the Qingyun Tianji back.

The great monk Nakagawa has arrived.
Pei Nai looked to the other end of the plain and saw that the people coming were not only the great monk Zhong Lao from Zhongchuan, but also Gu Jinheng, Han Ruize, Zhang Sheng, Huyan Weizhao and others.

The distance was too far and she couldn't see the expressions of Gu Jinheng and Han Ruize.

"Old bald donkey!" Yue Cang cursed unhappily and glanced at the approaching Qilu army.

He retracted his halberd and said to Pei Nai contemptuously: "I'll let you live, otherwise life will be too boring. I will wait for our next meeting, give you one last hope, and then destroy everything."

After he finished speaking, he turned around calmly, jumped onto the horse that his men had prepared for him, and prepared to leave with a guard team of dozens of people.

Gongyang Zisheng held on until now, but finally he collapsed backwards powerlessly and fell to the ground.

Pei Nai quickly ran over and looked at the crushed flesh and blood on the ground. He also saw the blood still gushing out of Gong Yang Zisheng's wound. He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and tore off his clothes.

Gongyang Zisheng's wound was severed so cleanly that there was almost no flesh to fill it back.

Pei Nai could only bite the bullet and bandage him to stop the bleeding. His blood spurted out and splashed on Pei Nai's body and face.

This was the scene that Gu Jinheng and Han Ruize saw when they arrived.

"Nail?" Gu Jinheng rushed off his horse, ran to her, took her hand, and had a rare look of anxiety on his face. "Is your arm injured? Let me take a look."

Lifting up Pei Nai's sleeves, I saw that her arms were extremely swollen and bruised.

In some places, the internal force exploded, the meridians were even broken, the epidermis was torn and bleeding, and the body was almost in a mess.

Gu Jinheng's hands also began to tremble. His eyes turned red and he raised his head and glared in the direction of Yue Cang.

The divine energy of Dandao broke through its limits at this moment and reached an unprecedented distance.

A large amount of divine energy smashed down like a rock from the sky.

All of Yue Cang's guards and entourage stumbled and fell to the ground along with their horses in an instant.

Dozens of people were convulsing violently, bleeding from all seven orifices, and soon after they lost their breath.

Yue Cang used his inner strength to protect the horse under him, untied the shackles of the Dandao divine energy in his body, pulled the reins, looked back at Gu Jinheng, his eyes full of murderous intent.

It seemed as if she had remembered his attack and was waiting to repay him for all the unpleasantness the next time they met.

He glanced at the dozens of guards on the ground and rode away westward without stopping.

Pei Nai gently tugged at Gu Jinheng's sleeve.

Gu Jinheng quickly turned around, but saw that Pei Nai's expression was still a little dazed.

Tears appeared in her eyes at this moment, and she said, "Gu Jinheng, help me stop the bleeding for Gong Yang Zisheng. He saved me."

"Okay." Gu Jinheng then shifted his gaze to Gong Yang Zisheng and glanced at him. He still did not let go of Pei Nai's arms, but held them up carefully.

While transferring the Dan Dao divine energy to Gong Yang Zisheng's body and pressing acupuncture points for him to stop the bleeding, he looked at Pei Nai, checked her body, and asked, "Are there any other injuries?"

Pei Nai shook his head.

Han Ruize had also squatted down. He quickly glanced at Pei Nai and then took over Pei Nai's position to continue bandaging Gong Yang Zisheng.

After all, Gongyang Zisheng's injury was more serious and could not wait.

Zhang Sheng looked at Yue Cang going away and asked the monk Zhongchuan in confusion, "Senior Zhong, shouldn't we chase him? He is the only one left at the moment, so are we just going to let him go?"

The monk Zhongchuan shook his head, closed his eyes, saluted with one hand and said: "I am no match for him. If we continue to chase him, everyone will die."

"Qu Mufeng and Zhou Yuliang are both dead." Pei Nai recalled painfully, "Yue Cang is really, really strong. All of us couldn't last more than ten moves under his hands. We didn't even know the names of his moves."

Gongyang Zisheng's bleeding had almost stopped.

Gu Jinheng no longer paid attention to him. He suppressed most of the pain for Pei Nai, leaving some in order to determine the type of injuries through her pain level.

He took out the external injury powder and the internal meridian injury medicine from his arms and applied them to Pei Nai bit by bit, asking her from time to time: "Does it hurt?"

No matter whether Pei Nai answered that it hurt or not, his next sentence would be a little unstable, as if it was even more difficult for him than Pei Nai.

The army of Qilu had arrived, and the military doctor rushed over to apply medicine to Gongyang Zisheng for treatment.

Someone handed over a clean white cloth and Gu Jinheng took it.

Pei Nai's medicine had also been applied, and Gu Jinheng wrapped her arms carefully with white cloth.

Looking at the horrific injury on Pei Nai's arm, Han Ruize gritted his teeth, clenched his jaw, and suppressed his emotions.

There was only one piece of white cloth left. Gu Jinheng asked his men to hand him the kettle on his horse. He soaked the white cloth with water and wiped the blood off Pei Nai's face.

Pei Nai let him wipe it and said, "The Lingyue Spear you gave me is destroyed."

"I heard from my mother-in-law that you found the Silver Sparkling Water Jade. I will ask the weapon refiner to recast one for you later. Don't be sad." Gu Jinheng wiped the last trace of blood from her chin and comforted her.

Pei Nai didn't nod or shake his head, but just lowered his head and said suddenly: "He despises the Pei family spear, I will defeat him with the Zhubei spear."

Hearing this, many people present looked towards her.

What she meant was that she would not give up.

Everyone knows how difficult this sentence is. Judging from the results of two deaths and two serious injuries just now, this goal is like a foolish dream.

But everyone also understands that if even the leader of the three mountains, Zhubei Spear, cannot defeat Qingyun Tianji, who else in the world can do it?
Although it is out of reach, she is the person closest to that peak and is people's last hope.

When everyone turned their eyes to Pei Nai, only Gu Jinheng and Han Ruize looked at each other.

Perhaps at this moment, when everyone else was hoping that Pei Nai would step forward, only the two of them were in the same frame of mind. How could they bear to see Pei Nai bear such pressure? How could they watch Pei Nai face such extreme danger?

But that was Pei Nai's destiny and choice. Even if they were in pain, they had no choice but to accept and respect it. They only hoped to protect her safety as much as possible on this road.

Perhaps when they looked at each other, they both hoped that the other would say something to persuade Pei Nai, but at this moment they reached a tacit understanding at the same time.

In silence, they saw the pain in each other's eyes and saw those words: But this is Pei Nai.

The outcome of the battle spread quickly.

In the southern plain of the Mountain Valley Kingdom, the successor of the Qingyun Tianji, the current leader of the Western Alliance - the Wu clan god, appeared in the outer world and successively challenged Zhou Yuliang, the Taojiang Tianfu, one of the Six Rivers, Qu Mufeng, the Qiyue Baigun, one of the Five Mountains, Pei Nai, the Zhubei Spear, the Upper Three Mountains, and Gongyang Zisheng, the Nanqiang Sword, the Upper Three Mountains.

Tao Jiangtian's axe and Zhou Yuliang's axe, Qi Yuebai's stick and Qu Mufeng all died on the spot.

Pei Nai, the Northern Spear Master, and Gong Yang Zi Sheng, the Southern Qiang Sword Master, were both seriously injured.

After hundreds of years, the Qingyun Tianji reappeared in the world. After Tuoba Yan, the Western Cold Blade of the Three Mountains of Yuanshang, was killed by Pei Nai, the Zhubei Spear, it once again propped up the collapsing martial arts of the Western Alliance and rekindled the confidence of the Western countries.

After this battle, there will be one more seat above the three mountains, five peaks, and six rivers.

People in the world call it: Flood.

Just as its name suggests, it is like the sky pressing down on one's head, looking down on all the heroes, like a flood covering one's head.

(End of this chapter)