The sword cultivator who was rescuing people downstream seemed to have noticed something and looked towards the top of the mountain.
"Fifth senior, the water is too strong and I can't control it!"
A young man in royal blue clothes shouted with a pale face.
His spiritual power was low, and the barrier he displayed was quickly broken by the flood.
Wuxi said calmly: "Use Fubo Technique to slow down the momentum of the water."
The young man in sapphire blue attire was sweating profusely and said anxiously: "I don't know the Fubo technique!"
The young man's figure is neither wide nor thin, and his face is round. It can be seen that he has never suffered anything. If Ning Fusang were here, he would definitely recognize that the young man who helped control the flood and rescue people was none other than Wen Baoxi.
This place is called Luohuai Township, and it is Wen Baoxi's hometown.
He took a leave of absence from the sect and came back to visit his relatives. Unexpectedly, he encountered a huge flood in the Huaihe River and a huge snake with a wide channel rushed out.
This shocked Wen Baoxi.
He has lived in Luohuai Township for eighteen years, and he never knew that his hometown was actually a nest of giant snakes.
Such a big snake must have been around for thousands of years, right?
Wuxi was a little distracted. He had to deal with the big snake, calm the river water, and save the villagers who fell into the water. But what really made Wuxi distracted was the dragon coiled among the mountains.
Black dragon.
Could it be the one he's looking for?
This place is thousands of miles away from the Burial Forest Mountain, so why does the black dragon appear here.
If it was to find food, it seemed to make sense.
The ninth-level snake demon is indeed a great tonic.
That's all, let's kill the big snake in front of us first, and then check the situation of the dragon.
With the Garuda bird holding it back, there should be enough time.
Wu Xi made a sword gesture with his hand and shouted: "Come on!"
Whoosh!
If the flying sword has intelligence, it falls into the hands of Wuxi, and he holds the sword to kill the big snake.
Although the snake demon's flesh was broken open by Ning Fusang and the snake's gall was taken away, the demon pill was still there. In addition, it had just survived the thunder tribulation and had entered the realm of knowledge. Its strength had skyrocketed, and it showed no fear when facing the young man's sword.
Wow!
The big snake had a section of its tail cut off and fell into the flood.
Wen Baoxi looked at the bloody snake tail that looked like a sectioned tree stump, and his stomach couldn't help but feel like vomiting.
There were even timid children who were so frightened by the big snake that they screamed and cried.
The flood was so powerful that it raised a curtain of water tens of feet high.
Wen Baoxi used a winding technique to pick up the child in the water and send it to a higher place.
"I didn't expect that this big snake looked scary, but it was actually made of paper. The fifth senior was able to deal with it with ease."
He had been worried about the fifth senior earlier, worrying that he would be injured, but it was really unfounded.
The water was all over the sky, and it didn't even come close to Fifth River. He controlled the flying sword and shouted: "Behead!"
The sword light was like a white wheel, criss-crossing and slashing at the big snake. The snake demon that had just successfully escaped from the tribulation was helpless to parry, and its blood spilled across the Huaihe River!
The sword energy spread in all directions, drifting far away, and the leaves at the top of the tree suddenly turned into powder.
Qian Yuan turned his head suddenly and murmured: "The sword's intention is so familiar."
Ning Fusang was also keenly aware of this sword intention, but she had not been exposed to this sword intention and did not know the opponent's intentions.
Qian Yuan will never forget this sword intention. A chill flashed in his eyes and his voice was low: "It's Xuanpu Mountain, the Righteous Sword."
Ning Fusang guessed something and frowned: "Is it your enemy?"
Silkworm Spirit shouted: "Qianyuan's old enemy? Isn't that a strong man in the Thirteenth Realm?!"
How to fight against the 13th realm in ten realms?
Silkworm spirit racked his brain and couldn't think of any way to win.
Ning Fusang's eyes were condensed, but she was very calm. This sword intention was not strong, and it could not be the Mingjing sword cultivator who came in person.
She and Qian Yuan are still capable of fighting.
Qianyuan thought: "It should be the descendant of Xuanpu Mountain." Silkworm Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just that the descendant of Xuanpu Mountain is okay. If the Mingjing Sword Cultivator really comes, I'm afraid Qianyuan will have to hide back to the demon world. I It’s safe to hide back to Nanxing Sword Sect with Fusang.”
That's not right, there is no chance to escape.
The Garuda bird was covered in bruises and looked at this person and the dragon with vigilance. Although he didn't know why she didn't attack him, she definitely had no good intentions.
Ning Fusang glanced at the Garuda Bird, called Qianyuan, and left the place quickly.
Garuda was stunned for a moment, and she just left like that?
Forget it, no matter what, if you are lucky enough to save a small life, it is a good thing.
The Garuda bird flapped its bloody wings and flew away from the top of the mountain.
The banyan tree in the forest was suddenly lifted onto the sword by a hand.
"Sir...where are we going now?"
Ning Fusang thought about it for a moment and then said: "We will separate after arriving at Muyan River. You take the waterway to Shanling City and find a house to refine the water-proof beads. I will find you after I finish handling the matter."
Rongjiang scratched his head and said with shame, "Sir, I don't know where Shanngling City is."
He has never been to the human world.
Ning Fusang said: "If you don't know, just ask, buy a map and follow the map."
After a pause, she added: "I will let the silkworm spirit follow you, and you follow its command."
Silkworm Ling was happy and stressed at the same time.
Fusang gave it a separate mission and asked it to command Rongjiang. This shows that its status is higher than Rongjiang.
But it originally followed Fusang to the ninth level and Qianyuan to the knowing level. Now it has to follow Rongjiang to the fourth level. The gap is too big, making Silkworm Ling a little insecure.
But it seems more dangerous to follow Fuso now...
After thinking about it, Silkworm Spirit still shut up.
Fusang wouldn't listen to it anyway.
She had arranged everything and would not give it or Rongjiang a chance to raise objections.
"I obey your Lord's arrangements." Rongjiang didn't know what Ning Fusang had to deal with, but since Lord had arranged it this way, he just followed it.
Shanngling City...
Don't know what it looks like.
Fortunately, the adults asked Xiao Can to accompany him there, otherwise he would be really at a loss.
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Luohuai Township.
The Fifth River mobilized its spiritual power and used the Fubo technique. The raging flood returned to its former calm at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A crystal demon pill flew out of the water and fell into Wuxi's hands.
He held the demon pill, put his hands on his back, and said to Wen Baoxi: "The next cleanup task will be left to you. Properly appease the people, clean up the demonic atmosphere, and the body of the big snake in the river must be fished out and disposed of, otherwise it will cause trouble. Come to other demon tribes.”
Wen Baoxi wrote them down one by one.
"Senior Fifth, you killed the big snake and controlled the flood for our Luohuai Township. Everyone wants to come over and thank you in person..."
Wuxi shook his head and said, "I still have important things to do, so it's inconvenient to stay any longer. If you want to thank me in person, there's no need. You just need to remember what I just told you and say goodbye."
"Hey, the fifth senior...!"
Wen Baoxi watched helplessly as the flying sword disappeared from his eyes in an instant.
What a fast sword-wielding speed!
"The fifth senior is truly an expert..." Wen Baoxi murmured.
He touched his storage bag and thought to himself, why are there so many swordsman masters, but there can't be just one more Wen Baoxi?
Wen Baoxi looked at the direction in which the sword shadow disappeared and said to himself: "I don't know which sect the fifth senior is a disciple of. He is so powerful. I have never heard of his name in Beiyu Lingzhou. The masters are indeed all Hidden in merit and fame.”
(End of chapter)