Barrier of Light

"The ultimate... Arashiri..."

Lu Nanjin stared blankly at the flowing wind in front of her. The formless wind seemed to have taken on a physical form and turned into a bird's feathers. This was something she had never imagined... Could Lanqi be used to this extent?

Gu Nanfeng put away his sword and stood up.

"What?!"

Seeing his Tie Yu hitting the wooden knife screen and shattering all of them, Tie Wu looked gloomy and said anxiously: "Old Qin... where is your [Xumi]? Why didn't you use it just now?"

Beside him, a tall and thin figure in a windbreaker slowly emerged from the darkness.

"..."

Qin Ye said nothing.

He just stared coldly at the young man wearing an ancient cloak.

【Xumi】can lengthen the distance between matter.

But... Qin Ye also has his own limits.

When the speed of the target in the field is too fast, so fast that his mental power cannot lock on it, then [Xumi] cannot restrict the opponent's actions.

It’s not that he didn’t use [Xumi].

But...it's too late!

Who is this guy named Gu Nanfeng?

"Arashi Kiri", which was not ranked high in the extraordinary pedigree chart, could be developed to this extent by him... The moment it was activated, the figure that was still in the ruins of Lion Alley disappeared from his senses in an instant.

It's like... he turned into the wind himself.

Then he went to another place where the wind was.

At this speed, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is teleportation.

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The night covered by [Xumi] began to shrink.

Qin Ye no longer spreads his mental power, but condenses it.

Because most of the reinforcements have arrived.

The ice wave surged in the distance, and above the wave stood a tall and tall old man in simple black cloth. His eyebrows and beard were all white like frost. The South Bay's title "Frost River" finally arrived on the battlefield.

Behind Gu Shen, the roof of the abandoned ancient house slowly opened a tile gap, and an ancient tree "broke out of the ground" from inside. The sacred tree was entangled and opened its arms. A man slowly walked out of the tree hole. The old man with a stick in a white suit.

"teacher……"

"teacher."

Zhou Jiren first confirmed that his two beloved disciples were not injured, and his expression softened slightly. Then he raised his head with a gloomy expression and stared at the two apostles hanging in the sky in the dark night.

He walked forward slowly, protecting the two students behind him, and stood side by side with Gu Nanfeng. Soon the ice wind roared, and Mr. Gu Zhi jumped up from the ice wave and landed on the roof.

This is a pretty luxurious lineup.

Any one of these three "powerful men" would be enough to cause an earthquake if placed in any area of ​​the Five Continents.

Both Zhou Ji and Gu Zhi saw the blow just now.

The wooden sword opened its screen.

This little-known young man, after blocking Tie Wu's killing move, his expression remained unchanged and he looked extremely relaxed... When did Dongzhou have such a genius?

"Nagano, Gu Nanfeng."

Gu Nanfeng smiled patiently and introduced himself again.

Zhou Jiren showed a look of astonishment, and he chuckled softly: "I asked who has such strength, it turned out to be the young master of the Gu family..."

Gu Zhi asked kindly: "Eight years have passed and you finally came back from Beizhou Fortress?"

Because of the implementation of the Tomb Clearance Act, the Gu family has experienced a long period of struggle. Mr. Gu Changzhi's sleep has brought too many uncertain factors to this ancient city in Jiangbei. Under the intervention of forces with ulterior motives in foreign countries, the conservatives have encountered Huge damage.

And when the old school fell to the bottom, the young "young master of the Gu family" was sent to Beizhou, nominally for training, but in fact for refuge... If the worst outcome occurs, then at least the seeds of hope must be preserved.

"Well... I'm back."

Gu Nanfeng spoke respectfully, then paused and continued in a very soft voice: "...for those who cannot come back."

The Gu family revived from ruin.

The same is true for Nagano... Today's Dongzhou has gradually become a chessboard and plaything under the will of the Supreme Leader because of Gu Changzhi's slumber. The silent smoke has been spreading for many years, but people haven't seen it yet.

In order to send him away from Nagano, many people were willing to abandon their lives... and this seed of hope in Nagano Castle, after arriving in Hokkaido, became anonymous, drank blood in the battle of the fortress and grew up, and finally lived up to expectations and survived until it took root. one day.

"It's so touching."

Zhou Jiren smiled and said: "The future head of the Gu family worked hard for eight years and finally achieved the title. However, after traveling thousands of miles and returning to Dongzhou... the first thing he did was not to return to Nagano City to stabilize the overall situation, but to come to Dadu. Save the Bill from Crisis.”

"What's going on right now is more important."

Gu Nanfeng did not explain too much and corrected softly: "In addition, Mr. Grand Adjudicator... I am not the young master you mentioned. There is only one head of the Gu family, and that is Mr. Gu Changzhi."

Gu Changzhi had neither children nor lovers. He devoted his whole life to the fortress of Beizhou and the people of Wuzhou.

In the old school of Nagano Castle, this is the most respectable person in the world.

none of them.

Zhou Jiren opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.

He narrowed his eyes...

The moment Mr. Shu arrived at the [Sumi] realm, the sacred wood had been released, and countless vines were lurking underground, heading straight for Lion Alley, where the rusty blood was so rich that it almost solidified... Tonight The battle was extremely fierce, with injured people lying all over the collapsed streets and alleys. They were all extraordinary beings responsible for patrolling the old city and protecting Lu Nanzhi, and there were also many officials among them.

They gave their blood to protect the Lady.

It's just that...in front of the [Apostle], the power of ordinary extraordinary people seems too weak.

The sacred wood was immediately spread out to treat the injuries of these injured people.

And in the central pit, the most tragic place in the entire battlefield, Zhou Jiren saw an incredible scene with the help of the holy tree's vision.

A haggard figure covered in blood, who should have died long ago, is suspended above the pit. Above his eyebrows, a blazing and glowing coat of arms hangs down with wisps of sacred radiance. These radiances shine brightly. The divine power of light.

The withered man slowly opened his eyes.

His consciousness also returned to consciousness bit by bit.

Song Ci was floating and tilted his head slightly. He saw the [Holy Wood] that had broken out of the ground in Lion Lane, and a vine was draped over his body, trying to convey the warm power of the wood.

Song Ci smiled happily and murmured softly: "Mr. Shu... thank you..."

"But... no need..."

He gently pushed the vine away.

That dry body seemed to have endless power. The coat of arms was held in his hand. Song Ci fell to the ground, and there was a mysterious feeling in his heart.

It was like a switch was turned on.

He groaned.

The blazing holy light falls——

It was a divine power that was purer than the [Holy Wood], and it was poured out by Song Ci, like rain, pouring over the entire Lion Alley.

Liu Yi, who was nailed through the stone wall, gradually regained consciousness from her sinking state. She felt the pain piercing her heart gradually move away from her body... What greeted her was not death, but rebirth.

She lowered her head and stared at her chest in disbelief... The iron nail that penetrated her chest and back fell off on its own, and the wound scabbed over quickly.

It's not just her.

Officials of Lion Alley, patrollers of the Sincerity Association...perhaps they should have slept forever tonight, but an invisible divine hand stretched out and pulled them back from the borderline of hell.

The dark crows chirped ominously and flew far away from the old city.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the sky above the collapsed old house. There was a figure burning with snow-white light. Because the light was so bright, its true face could not be seen clearly.

But what can be clearly seen is... behind him, a pair of gorgeous wings grew out, as holy as a white parrot.

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(Tonight’s second update will be a little later, probably around 12:40)