This area connects to the Grand Canal.
He had just swum out when he sensed danger.
On the bank of the canal, a shadowy figure had already been waiting for a long ti.
He was burly, his muscles straining against his uniform, exuding an invisible aura of the Red Evil Tiger all around, his body glowing with a faint red luminescence, like a man on fire.
The pouring rain couldn’t co close, evaporating into steam as it approached.
"Red Evil Tiger Chen Zhen!"
The gaunt old man’s face beca solemn; then he sneered,
"Just you alone, thinking to capture ? Dream on!"
A white shadow swooped in.
The old man’s figure was suddenly cradled by green smoke to the left, and then he leaped onto the garden’s iron fence; the very spot where he had been standing was now bent and deford, the floor shattered and dust billowed, a graceful silhouette erged.
Cloud Catcher Qian Ming!
A chill ran down the old man’s spine.
Today might indeed be the day he t his downfall...
...
At the entrance of the Wind Wave Forest.
Two strong n had already been taken down by Yao Cheng alone.
Lu Chenzhou followed at the rear, entering last.
Together with Old Tian, Chen Xiaoyun, and Leopard Woman, he delved deeper into the garden.
Suddenly, a violent change occurred.
"White Tiger Breaking Army!"
A male cultist, whose Qi-blood was extraordinary, jumped down from a tree wielding a dagger, striking directly at Lu Chenzhou’s neck with the White Tiger Mountain Split. He was a Martial Artist, even comprehending Dark Force, the move caught Chenzhou by surprise, a chilling wind aid right at his back.
"White Tiger Saber Technique?"
Lu Chenzhou sidestepped with a Sweeping Step, dodging the attack. The man landed on the ground and rushed forward, the dagger’s cold light flickering in the dark night as he slashed at Chenzhou again.
Lu Chenzhou was protected by Hard Qigong, but he knew that when facing sharp weapons, evasion was the best strategy; caution is never misplaced. He dodged the man’s slash once more, and with a swift motion of his right claw, he grabbed the man’s wrist, twisted it hard, and heard a "crack."
The man cried out in pain, his dagger falling to the ground. Chenzhou also broke the man’s left wrist, the severe pain causing the man to sweat coldly.
Bang!
The man was knocked unconscious and sent flying over ten ters by Chenzhou’s Tiger Venerate Mountain Shattering Palm.
Lu Chenzhou looked at the dagger on the ground, was about to bend over to pick it up, when suddenly a chill surged from within his Daling acupoint. The man on the ground, who had had a ball of green light appear in his mouth at so unknown point, shot it towards Chenzhou, who rolled out of the way swiftly, quickly putting distance between them.
The green light missed its target.
It was an ethereal figure in green robes, standing on embroidered shoes, holding a green oil-paper umbrella, its face as pale as snow like a painted face from Peking opera, but its cheeks were adorned with bright red rouge, and it had literally a "cherry small mouth."
"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."
It walked with a sway, its laughter barely concealing sothing more sinister.
The chill of the rainy night approached as the green-robed figure lunged at Chenzhou, who had already activated his Hard Qigong and felt the warmth from his protective suit.
"Indeed, a Void Thing! Co, I’ll tear you apart!"
Slap!
A whip crack reverberated, a long whip glowing with a faint blue light struck, coiling around the green-robed figure like a spiritual snake. With a swish, the figure uncontrollably flew backward, and then the whip was raised high and slamd down fiercely. The ear-piercing sound of the whip breaking the silence of the rainy night cracked the bluestone floor, sending chips flying.
The green-robed figure scread pitifully.
A slender figure landed from the corridor above, her veiny hands gripping a four-ter-long soft whip; her legs firmly staked to the ground.
Chen Xiaoyun said,
"Lu Chenzhou, step aside! I’m going to whip this ghostly thing to death!"
Chen Xiaoyun shouted, and the whip lashed back and forth over the green-robed figure on the ground. Clearly, this was a high-level item from the Void Blade collection, very powerful.
Chenzhou, seeing her unhard, stood guard for her. Not far ahead in the study, Old Tian and Leopard Woman were also fighting ferociously, with people constantly being ejected from the broken wooden windows, so even thrown into the Lotus Pond, cries of agony filling the air.
The rain grew heavier, and Chen Xiaoyun, a ninth-rank talent from the genius class, was managing to suppress this dangerous-level Void Thing, proving womankind’s equal ttle to n. Suddenly, Chenzhou noticed a green shadow flicker in the dark night out of the corner of his eye.
"Another Void Thing?"
Lu Chenzhou readied his stance when he saw a green shadow flash over the ivy-covered rooftop of the corridor behind Chen Xiaoyun. Moving as fast as a rabbit, he shot out with Sea-sweeping Body, bypassing Chen Xiaoyun’s falling whip, using the sprint inertia to unleash a Tiger Tail Leg like a sweeping torrential force; eighth-rank Dark Force exploded, clashing against sothing hard, eliciting a sharp collision, a green shadow whipped away, falling into the water ahead.
Splash! The green shadow hit the water, emitting a hissing roar.
"Damnable, this Divine General will tear you to shreds!" A humanoid figure with dark green scales appeared from the water, its tongue flicking out, none other than Xu Huaqiang, The Thirteenth Divine General, who had just been favored by the great Heavenly King and endowed with Divine Power.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three gunshots rang out, one hit the water surface, two hit the Divine General right in the chest, scales shattered and sparks flew as bullets embedded themselves.
Despite the severe pain, his life was not in danger, but Xiao Wang was uncontrollably furious. Having just received the divine gift, how could he endure this affront? He shot out of the water and charged ashore.
"You’re a Martial Artist, right? And you shoot from ambushes?"
The green-scaled monster, which Xiao Wang had transford into, had sharp green scales growing on its palms, about three inches long, resembling claws. During this ti, he took three more bullets; the montum lost upon entering his body, they posed no fatal threat.
Chenzhou had already reloaded; facing an enemy of unknown strength, first suppress with gunfire, then safely execute the killing blow.
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