Boom...boom...boom...boom...

The night above the city of Dawn, the wind and rain were storms and thunder were heard. Perhaps the gods of God were unwilling to see the dirty things here again, intending to cover the sins everywhere with dark and dusk, use the pouring rain to rush out the blood of killing, and use the thunder of war drums to suppress the fighting howl...

Unfortunately, this does not bring about substantial changes. The battle continues, killing, fleeing, fighting back, and escaping again... The cycle is repeated, endlessly staged!

Well, let's follow the timeline and temporarily move our eyes away from the city and turn to more than ten miles outside the city. There is a war that is extremely small but absolutely tremendous, earth-shaking.

In the clearings in the mountains, a figure carrying dazzling golden light slowly descended. He landed on the ground, turned around, and quietly looked up at the night rainy sky behind him.

Then, two blurred figures flew through the air and reached the nearest place. One of the middle-aged people with vicissitudes of faces descended first. The other young man holding a long purple spear, with thin sword eyebrows and thin lips, and was still in the air. The rain was not invaded, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He looked at the golden figure below with interest.

Needless to say, the first person to fly to the simplicity of the face, but with a dazzling figure was Zuofan. Looking at the vicissitudes of middle-aged man landing, Zuofan bowed his sword and said calmly: "Senior Brother Haita, long time no see."

"Yes, I parted more than ten years ago, and it was indeed a long time since I saw you, Junior Brother Zofan." The middle-aged man, known as Senior Brother Haita, stepped forward and reached out to help him. His expression was extremely emotional and sighed in a trembling voice.

Zuofan was silent when he heard the sound, and his expression of unusual changes was slightly excited. He then took a breath. His body was straight and he looked at the young man in the air who had just had a hand with him in the air: "Is this?"

Haita touched his forehead with his hand: "Oh. It was my senior brother who was negligent. I'll introduce it to you..."

"No, senior brother, I'll do it myself." The young man holding a spear raised his eyebrows and said aloud, "You are the talented senior brother Zuofan who is often spoken by the master. Haha, I've seen senior brother. I'm Winslin!"

He is polite in his words, and there is no problem with etiquette, but with his neither salty expression nor light appearance and his body that has not yet been lowered, it makes him feel a little needle-punching.

However, Zuofan didn't seem to notice it. He smiled unusually and nodded gently: "Okay." A concise word is not negligence, but it is indeed caused by Zuofan's dull character.

But Wen Silin obviously didn't know this, and when he heard this, the sword eyebrows were frowned slightly. At this time, Haita beside him waved his hand and sighed: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and Junior Brother Zofan has not changed at all. He is still so cautious and calm, not good at speaking."

It seemed to be emotional, and it seemed to be explained, and then mentioned it briefly, and said, "Zofan, Junior Brother Wen Silin is the last disciple you took after you left the capital. Not only did he come from a famous family, but he was even more rare because of his talent. He only touched the threshold of empty-level in just over a decade. I, a senior brother, were not as good as me."

Upon hearing this, Zofan looked at Wenslin with his chin slightly raised, and nodded with a smile.

He is dull, but he is definitely not stupid. He is so proud of his talent. What's more, Wen Silin only took more than ten years to reach the threshold of empty level, and he really has the capital to be proud. So after Haita's words vaguely point out the other party's arrogant personality, he naturally can understand and tolerate it.

When we met again in the old days, Haita seemed very excited. Then we exchanged a few more greetings and asked about the recent situation after we parted. However, after just a few words, Zuofan asked directly: "Senior Brother Haita, what is your purpose for coming here this time?" The situation in Shuguang City is very critical, and more importantly, Luosha is even more dangerous, so Zuofan naturally has no time to delay here.

Haita couldn't help but stop hearing this. Looking at Zuofan's calm and calm expression, he knew that his intention to delay time had been seen through. He shook his head and sighed: "Zofan, I won't hide it from you, Senior Brother, you can't interfere in the matter of the gray-clothed army anymore. Come back to the capital with me, the master is very concerned about you."

As expected... Zuofan's eyes drooped slightly, then he raised his head to look at Haita, shook his head firmly, and slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand: "Sorry... Master, senior brother."

It was just a few simple words, but Haita, who is familiar with Zofan's personality, already knew that things could not be done. However, even so, he still refused to give in and advised again: "Junior brother, this matter is related to the Temple of Light, and it is impossible to be good. If you didn't know your identity, it would be not only the two of us who came here today. Zofan, you can't stand it, listen to the advice of your senior brother..."

Zuofan still shook his head gently, and his mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but after he said that, "Sorry..." After the words, a dazzling golden light suddenly surged from his body, rising slowly in the open space of the mountains like the rising sun, with a magnificent momentum.

"Haha, it should have been like this!" With a long laugh, the bored Winslin floating in the air was overjoyed. He swung his spear and the blue and purple thunder shone. "Senior Brother Zuofan, offended!" The gun was united, like a shocking lightning that could kill all things.

"Junior brother, you...ah!"

Zofan just prepared to express his attitude. According to his personality, unless Haita and the others blocked his way, it would be impossible to take action first. But the nature of Winsling's move was different. Not only did he directly start the war, but he also wiped out the previous warm atmosphere and had no chance of persuading him.

With a long sigh, Haita watched Zuofan's sword energy rise, so he had to open his hands slightly and retreat quickly like an inch. His purpose this time was to bring Zuofan back to the capital, not to fight, so if the situation was not critical, he would not have participated in the siege.

Moreover, although he has a honest personality, Haita also knows that his stunning junior brother Wen Silin is stubborn and arrogant. He has been dissatisfied with Zuofan, who has been kept by his master for more than ten years. Now that he encounters this opportunity, he naturally won't want him to come forward to help.

boom……

As soon as the Haita exited the battle circle, the roar of a tsunami slammed the shore suddenly echoed in the valley. Then, waves of ripples visible to the naked eye were shocking in the space. In the distance, huge rocks on the top of the mountain continued to slide down like galloping horses, with amazing momentum. The rain in the nearby area instantly stagnated, and no drops of water fell... This attack actually hit a small vacuum field.

Huh...Wen Silin, who was hit by the air, was shocked and quickly took off, jumped up and laughed, "Haha... OK! It's true that the master praised Senior Brother Zofan for more than ten years, and his combat power is indeed amazing. So, take another blow!"

After the words came, the rapidly rising figure suddenly stagnated, and the skyrocketing blue and purple double-colored fighting light seemed to dye the surrounding clouds, which was spectacular! The next moment, the spear was raised high and exhaled, "Thunder is coming!"

With the long roar, boom...the thunder rolled, and the crackling electric flowers around them like silk spiders, quickly gathering towards the spear like moths to the fire, and the sky was bright! At the same time, the free electric flowers flashed from time to time next to Wenslin's body, adding a bit of prominent momentum, like a god who controls thunder and lightning, majestic!

"Is this junior brother really going to do this level..." He murmured in a low voice, and the Haita retreated to the foot of the mountain in the distance and sighed helplessly when he saw this, with a little displeasure.

Of course he knew that the spectacular momentum in front of him was actually Winsling's killer move, and he couldn't easily show it. But he never thought that he could use it so easily when he faced off against the senior brother Zofan today... And I have to say that today's climate is indeed the best time for him to use this killer move. With the free lightning elements in the sky, he pushed the power of this move to the peak in one fell swoop!

Shaking his head, Haita turned his gaze to Zuofan below, and his long gown was automatically seldom-although he knew that this junior brother Zuofan was also talented, but he hadn't seen him for more than ten years, and he still had no idea what level of strength he had now. So he also made up his mind that if Zuofan couldn't stand it later, he might as well go forward and help him, so that he would not end up in the same sects...

But then, Haita's body suddenly shook, staring at Zuofan's body as the golden light around him shrinks, constantly compresses, and then compresses... until all the fighting lights sink into the brilliant golden sword, and he couldn't help but scream, "This, this, this... this is not..."

At this moment, Wen Silin in the sky had pushed the killer move to the realm of the big circle, and raised his head and smiled, "Haha! Take this move..." He roared violently, like a comet falling to the ground, diving down with countless thunder and lightning.

I recognized you as your senior brother... This is the second half of the sentence that Wenslin added to his heart. As Haita thought, Wenslin was indeed very dissatisfied with Zofan, and even a little hostile.

Yes, the two of them have never met before. But at the master's mouth and the senior brother's mouth... Wen Silin was so fucked by this senior brother Zuofan who is said to be of equal talent. He is also a genius, and he is an extremely rare type of person who can practice two-type fighting light at the same time. How could he be so unbearable? He has always been inferior to the legendary senior brother?

It was in this mentality that after hearing about this, Winsling urgently asked to come with Senior Brother Haita, and the idea he made was nothing more than - since you all compared him with me, then I defeated him in person, and you naturally won't say anything...

This is probably the idea, and it has to be said that the success rate is quite high. Winsling's strength has not yet reached the empty level, and now he has only reached the threshold. However, after the tentative attack just now, Winsling found that Zofan should be the same. At most, he is only a higher level than him, and most of his body is exploring into the empty level.

But as long as it is not a difference in realm, there is a chance! As Haita thought just now, today's climate is really suitable for Winsling's battle, and it is not an exaggeration to say it as home court. So since God has helped, this opportunity is naturally not to be missed!

Thinking of this, Wen Silin fell rapidly with a huge thunder power, and couldn't help but feel full of confidence. However, the next moment, a straight, seemingly ordinary thin golden sword light came into sight.

In an instant, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "One...a sword comes east!!!"
Chapter completed!