Chapter 279

At the ferry of Jialong River, anxious pedestrians gathered on the wharf, looking at the broad river, waiting for the arrival of the boats.

For some reason, today's ferries have never been found. Pedestrians gathered here, as the waiting time gets longer and longer, become more and more impatient, and many people have begun to curse.

In the crowded and noisy crowd, another bald monk in green clothes stood quietly in the crowd, never showing any dissatisfaction and anxiety from the beginning to the end. For the delay in the arrival of the building, monks also maintain a calm attitude. On this noisy and noisy wharf, it is unique.

Just as they were waiting anxiously, a piercing light came from the northern sky, which was the roar of the earth.

Seeing this scene, the pedestrians on the wharf suddenly calmed down. Most of them looked up to the North suspiciously, but it was a pity that they could not see the reason because they were too far away.

In the crowd, the middle-aged monk, who kept quiet all the time, suddenly changed his face and took a step forward. Even because the step was too big, he bumped into a pedestrian nearby and ignored it.

"Monk, are you going to die?"

The man who was bumped suddenly was worried because he had been waiting too long. He was bumped by the monk for no reason, and he was even more angry. He could not help turning around and glaring at each other.

However, the middle-aged monk did not pay attention to the angry man. Instead, he stood on the edge of the dock and looked up at the north sky. His face was suddenly gloomy.

"Do you really want to die?"

There was a little anger in the middle-aged monk's face, and his brows wrinkled tightly.

Behind him, the man who had just been bumped saw that the monk didn't pay attention to himself. He just looked up to the north and was even more angry. He stepped forward and started swearing. He reached out to pull the unruly monk.

However, just as the man reached out his hand, his face suddenly changed and he screamed.

This scream instantly attracted the attention of people on the riverside.

But the middle-aged monk in green shirt, on the simple and plain long shirt, suddenly appeared a light light, which made the whole green shirt full.

The next moment, the middle-aged monk, who looked very plain, took a step forward and jumped directly to the broad and turbulent Jialong river.

All the people were frightened by the scene in front of them, and some women even cried out in panic.

However, the next scene shocked everyone.

Because the monk who jumped out of the dock did not fall into the river, but stood firmly on the river. Then, the monk took another step, one step is tens of feet, the body shape is like a light River swallow, floating up, so step by step on the river, running toward the north.

This scene clearly fell in the eyes of the pedestrians on the wharf. Everyone was shocked and speechless, especially the strong man who had just been hit by the monk and was full of anger and ready to find the monk for trouble.

"Gods

In the crowd, not only who yelled, but also all of them started to scream. What's more, there were several elderly people who cried with joy and muttered to themselves that they had met the great fortune.

Outside Jiangbei County, on the broad Chongnan post road.

Chu Youwei, who had been put on the edge of the post road by Su Chunsheng, looked at the scene in a daze. He was shocked in an instant, especially when he saw the sword falling all over the sky and smashing to the ground one after another. He couldn't help reddening his eyes and sobbing: "no!"

Hundreds of long swords, a powerful sword array, fell like this.

In the dazzling light, a long sword soared up and down, repeatedly stabbed, lingering strong sword spirit, and smashed Su Chunsheng.

Then, there was a long sword falling to the ground after the sword was exhausted.

The rumbling sound kept coming out.

The dazzling light is still constant, Su Chunsheng's body originally stood up, but now it is a little bit bent down, by a long sword hit can't get up. The Qi engine is even worse, and it is still beyond Shangjiu.

It took a long time for the boom to stop.

Most of the hundreds of long swords were scattered on the ground. Without the traction of Qi, the light on the sword body gradually disappeared and became a pool of dead things.

However, there are still dozens of long swords among them, flying around, rising in the air, swam and swam constantly, eyeing the ground.

Su Chunsheng, whose whole body was buried in these hundreds of long swords, was motionless and knelt quietly on the ground. His body protecting Qi had been defeated and his whole body was filled with scarlet blood.

In the distance, Chu Youwei struggles to get up, tears can't stop falling from his eyes.

"Mr. Su!"

"Su Chunsheng! You stand up! You stand up

Chu Youwei sobs and tries to get close to Su Chunsheng, but he just struggles to walk two steps. Then he falls to the ground again and can't get up.

"Su Chunsheng, get up!"

Chu Youwei fell to the ground and began to cry for no reason.

At this time, kneeling on the ground of Su Chunsheng suddenly moved, covered with scarlet blood still can't stop the indecency.

Seeing this scene, Chu Youwei couldn't help but feel happy. He didn't care to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes and said in a hurry: "Mr. Su!"

But Su Chunsheng didn't seem to hear Chu Youwei's call. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes became scarlet. In addition, he was covered with blood, which was terrible.

In the sky, dozens of long swords, which are still swimming and circling, give out a sound again. The sword Qi rises suddenly, and the speed of swimming and circling is accelerating. They are eyeing Su Chunsheng on the ground.

Su Chunsheng raised his head, threw down the broken ancient mirror in his hand, held the fading Chixiao sword tightly with one hand, struggled to stagger up, and then stood up slowly.

At the moment, Su Chunsheng's whole body has been stained with blood, his clothes are not in good condition, and several wounds on his back are very bloody.

Seeing the dozens of stalks hovering on the top of his head, he gradually gathered together, and seemed to have to make an impact.

Su Chunsheng, with red eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his Chixiao sword, and said: "fuck your mother! Come on

There were only dozens of swords left, and their momentum was stronger than before. After swimming in the air for a week, they gather together and shoot down.