King Jing just held the tens of feet of river water and sneered at the god general opposite with the god stone flowing out of his body.

And even the divine general did not notice that in the dozens of feet of river water, part of the surging water turned into inverted scriptures.

"Did the Demon Lord ask you to come?"

The god general stared at King Jing with a wary expression and asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, of course I asked him to come..."

At this moment, a figure crossed the river held up by King Jing and came between the two of them.

Seeing the person coming, the god general frowned again.

Because of his special hobby, he was trapped in the ruined temple for twenty years by the leader of the Soujin Palace.

But in these short twenty years, his mind was a bit hard to turn around.

In just twenty years, the Central Plains Jianghu has actually seen so many masters appear one after another whose cultivation level is not inferior to that of his master?

Needless to say, King Sutra, after mastering the Demon Lord's Moko Wuliang, his cultivation level has almost reached that of his master.

And the man who appeared in front of him with his face covered with ice armor was no weaker than the current Sutra King.

In fact, this person's cultivation level is still higher than that of King Sutra!

"Don't be nervous, I and King Jing are here not for the magic weapon in your hand, but just to show you a way out!"

The man with the ice armor on his face seemed to see the fear of the general, and then he glanced disdainfully at the sacred stone flowing on the general's body, and said with a smile.

"Guide a way out?"

The general was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at King Sutra.

Compared to this mysterious man whose cultivation level was no less than that of his master, he was more willing to believe in the words of King Jing, his old rival.

"Yes, that's not right either..."

King Jing glanced at Emperor Shitian, then sighed slightly.

The Divine General was also keenly aware that when King Jing said these words, there was a clear look of fear in his eyes.

fear?

It has been nearly a month since the confrontation with King Jing, and the general has never seen this old opponent with such an expression.

Thinking back to those days, even when facing the Demon Lord, King Jing's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

"What exactly does that mean?!"

Catching King Jing's expression, the general felt an inexplicable surge of impatience in his heart.

"Someone is coming from the north, and the target is the sacred stone in your hand!"

King Jing did not say anything clearly, he just told the general that someone was coming to snatch the treasure in his hand.

"people?"

The general was stunned for a moment, then looked at King Jing with disdain and said, "As long as you are still a human being, do you think you can take away my treasure?"

As he spoke, the god circulated his energy, and the white light covering his body instantly returned to his hand. Under the guidance of the energy, the white light turned into a powerful bow.

The god will draw his bow like a full moon, and on the empty strong bow, the strong energy flow will turn into a sharp arrow.

Whoosh!

A sound like muffled thunder came from the hands of the god general, and the sharp arrow made of condensed energy instantly pierced the dozens of feet of river water that King Jing had taken.

After easily slicing through the river, the arrow continued unabated and headed straight for the mountain peaks on one side of the river.

Boom!!

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, the mountain tops that were still standing on the hills on one side of the river instantly turned into nothingness!

"Don't talk about others, even you or my master now, what can you do to me?"

The god general looked at the disappeared mountain top and looked at King Sutra with disdain.

"awesome!"

Emperor Shaktian gave an exaggerated voice and gave a thumbs up to the god general.

But before the god-general could accept his flattery, the guy's tone changed and he said sullenly: "Believe me, let alone you, even if your master holds the god stone, he may not be his opponent!"

"impossible!!"

The God General's first reaction was that it was impossible. No one knew better than him how terrifying the master who called himself "God" was.

He took away the sacred stone at any cost just to deal with his master.

But now someone actually told him that even his arrogant master, after receiving the blessing of the divine stone, may not be as good as the person who will come to trouble him.

"If it wasn't to deal with him, do you think I would be here talking to you so much nonsense?"

Seeing the god general looking at him, King Jing snorted coldly.

Di Shitian looked at the two people with big eyes and small eyes, and then moved his hand slightly.

In the river, a strong man was picked up by it.

This strong man was one of the people who jumped off the dragon boat before, but he had already drowned. Although he was not dead yet, he was already unconscious.

"For ordinary people like this, it's natural that they don't have enough taste, but with the brains of such a peerless master, think about it..."

There is no need for Emperor Shaktian to finish.

After the general heard these words, a terrifying and strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

…

Zhao Yu and others went all the way south, and in less than five days, they were close to Hangzhou Prefecture.

And along the way, Jin Yiwei's letter falcon never broke.

Hangzhou Prefecture has been completely submerged, and in the Luo River, hundreds of young men and martial artists were sucked out of their marrow and died tragically.

Seeing Jianghu Wufu, Zhao Yu was not very touched.

After all, if you are in the world of martial arts, if you are not good at studying, you will risk having your head removed.

But those hundreds of young men were just ordinary people who didn't know martial arts.

On the fifth day, when Zhao Yu and others were about to go to Pingjiang County, they were stopped.

The person who stopped them was none other than Snow Damo.

"The Demon Lord...is dead?"

Looking at Xuetama with a sad and angry face, Zhao Yu asked tentatively before he could speak.

Xuedama was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "No, it's just that all his cultivation was taken away by King Sutra..."

"Where are you now?"

Zhao Yu stared at Xue Bodhidharma, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face.

"Please follow me!"

Snow Damo clasped his hands together, turned around and walked out of the town.

Everyone followed Xuedama and walked towards the mountains and fields, but for some reason, Zhao Yu always felt a little uneasy.

After passing through the mountains and forests, Xuedamo led everyone to a valley.

This valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is only a mountain road in front of everyone that can only be passed by one person.

"The master is recuperating inside."

Xue Bodhidharma entered Xianxiantian first, followed closely by Zhao Yu. Bu Jingyun and others were also waiting to enter the valley one after another.

"wrong!"

Just when everyone entered the valley, Bu Jingyun, who had not said a word along the way, suddenly changed his expression.

At this time, Zhao Yu suddenly came to his senses, and he finally understood where his previous uneasiness came from!

Valley, Demon Lord, Sutra King...

The demon lord who has been absorbed in cultivation is no match for King Sutra.

But King Sutra, who wanted to get rid of the demon lord's control, why didn't he kill him directly?

Just relying on Snow Bodhidharma and Black Eyes cannot stop Sutra King!

And this valley is a good hiding place for the Demon Lord and Black Eyes.

But for King Jing, who has a winning chance, it is a bait that can make Zhao Yu take the bait!

King Jing had never fought against Zhao Yu, so he naturally didn't know how terrifying this young man was.

But the old man in purple who dominates the scene understands that as long as Zhao Yu does not die, he will never see the light of day!
Chapter completed!