一女战三老外一女战三黑人

Separated by the icy void, the courtyard still maintained the gentle warmth of spring and summer, with the azure autumnal nanmu trees gently swaying, unaffected by the strong currents, branches, and leaves all intact.

Li Yunzi looked at the ice-space curtain with some worry, and her slender, fair fingers would unconsciously grip tightly, but whenever she concentrated, fine

beads of sweat would form on her forehead.

She stood up, wanting to leave the courtyard, when a voice came from outside the ice-space world, gentle and calm, not at all like it was amidst a fierce battle.

“Don’t agitate your injuries, just stay calm inside the yard, I can handle it.”

“I’m worried about Ling Sha.”

The lady is still a bit shy, after all.

Having witnessed the scene of Nan Lingsha painting the city, Zhu Minglang thought it was those who contended with Nan Lingsha that should be worrying.

Zhu Minglang had previously been puzzled by why Li Yunzi would wage war so extensively with an uncertain foundation. Looking at the current situation, the assassins were only a few people from the Sect Palace, not a city full of powerful warriors…

He could roughly understand now; it seemed the so-called sisterly strife was merely an illusion to mislead all who would hinder Li Yunzi on her path.

Of course, Zhu Minglang was hindsight; from the beginning, everything he learned, facts and rumors alike, indicated that Li Yunzi was virtually unsupported in the Ancestral Dragon City-State, aside from having command over troops.

If Zhu Minglang believed it, there was no reason others wouldn’t.

Understanding this in his heart, he also felt somewhat relieved.

Relieved that Nan Lingsha was on Li Yunzi’s side; otherwise, even if Hei Ya and Qing Zhuo had ascended to Dragon Lord Level, they might have been unable to stop the relentless pursuit of the entire city!

“Be careful. If you’re overpowered, retreat back here. I can handle it,” the voice of Li Yunzi still came through.

“Okay.”

Rubble, craters, and wreckage of pavilions and towers lay scattered all around.

Du Cheng and the Four Heroes of the Clan Palace kept their distance, watching Zhu Minglang and the Ice Morning White Dragon with furious eyes.

“Are you saying your final goodbyes? You’d better say everything now; I’m afraid you won’t have the chance very soon!” Du Cheng’s tone started to turn cold as he approached Zhu Minglang, walking through the ruined Li Imperial Palace.

At that moment, the four had also summoned their dragon beasts, some with sturdy and massive bodies like fortress towers, others grotesque and bizarre, comparable to ancient fierce creatures.

And among them was one who had summoned the Azure Dragon of Thunder!

This Azure Dragon of Thunder floated in the air like an ancient demonic whale, its flesh as tough as steel rock, and what’s more dramatic was that half of its body was enveloped in storm clouds, with lightning generated from within the clouds enough to tear open the sky and illuminate it!

Dragon Lord Level!

The Azure Dragon of Thunder was evidently a creature of Dragon Lord Level as well; as it swam through the air, the cosmos seemed to turn into its raging sea, capable of stirring up towering waves with just a movement!

And Du Cheng was certainly no ordinary individual.

He was a God and Mortal, with ghostly movements. As he walked, he would inexplicably vanish within the land of debris, with only occasional glimpses of his figure visible.

The moment he exerted the Power of God and Mortality, he became shadowy and eerie, his form as if shrouded by a layer of deathly haze, bearing a striking resemblance to the Black Impermanence of folklore, walking through the netherworld, roaming in the ghostly night!

Luckily, Zhu Minglang had encountered quite a few Divine and Mortals before, and he was able to discern some patterns in their abilities.

“Let the dragon beasts engage Bai Qi, has he come to harvest souls?” Zhu Minglang understood Du Cheng’s intent now.

Therefore, he wouldn’t give Du Cheng the chance to get close to him.

It wasn’t just one dragon, after all.

Zhu Minglang had already summoned the Divine Green Holy Dragon. As soon as Du Cheng got close, he decisively jumped onto the back of the Divine Green Holy Dragon.

Soar through the sky, come up here and fight if you dare!

Du Cheng, like a chilling specter, first tried to break through the Ice Space World, intending to directly kill Li Yunzi…

But at this moment, the female heroine hurriedly spoke up to warn Du Cheng, “Young master, do not act rashly. Li Yunzi is a Lord Level upper echelon God and Mortal. If she has recovered from her injuries, I’m afraid you might lose your life.”

Du Cheng furrowed his brows.

Was the intelligence accurate or not? Wasn’t it said that Li Yunzi had sustained severe injuries and didn’t even have the strength of a general’s level? How come now they were saying there was trickery involved?

“Let’s kill this Dragon Shepherd first. We can join forces to surround and attack Li Yunzi later. Be cautious, young master!” the female heroine continued.

The female heroine was the master of the Azure Dragon of Lei Kun, a fierce Dragon Beast strong enough to confront the Ice Morning White Dragon head on.

“Alright, let’s kill him first…” Du Cheng was about to step onto the ice curtain and leap over when suddenly a fierce and fiery punch came from the outer side of the frozen lake!!

The punch was like a flame, leaping over the ice lake and snow pavilion, heading straight for Du Cheng at an astonishing speed!

Du Cheng was terrified and quickly fled. You could see his afterimages multiply, like a bodiless spirit’s ghostly garment flowing sideways…

But the punch was so domineering that even the outer force of the wind sweeping by Du Cheng blew him away, smashing him into the ruins and shoveling aside who knows how many remains of buildings!

Zhu Minglang in the air, with one glance, saw that on the other side of the pavilion lake, a person had appeared at some unknown time.

This person had ordinary features, dark skin, and wore nothing but the attire of a kitchen-hand, but it was that face that made Zhu Minglang feel he had seen it somewhere—simple and honest!

I have seen this person before.

I have definitely seen this person before.

Zhu Minglang was certain, but just couldn’t recall.

“Fist Master! !”

The gaunt powerhouse couldn’t help but exclaim, and a rare light showed in his sunken eyes, but it was one of terror.

Zhan An, the Fist Master with fierce punches. Wasn’t he a God and Mortal who had faded from public view for many years?

Why would he show up here?

“No, no, that God and Mortal is this man!” The gaunt hero suddenly realized, pointing at the middle-aged, honest-looking man and shouting.

From the moment he entered this place, the gaunt hero had sensed that in the vicinity of this annex, there was only one God and Mortal and one Dragon Shepherd.

But now he realized a problem.

If Li Yunzi’s injury was a deception, then with her Cultivation Base far beyond his own, he might not be able to detect her God and Mortal aura.

And if she indeed was injured, with a weak God and Mortal aura close to Mortals, that also would not be easy to capture.

So the one with the very obvious God and Mortal aura wasn’t Li Yunzi, but this man!

Zhan An, the Fist Master. If this was over a decade ago, there was nobody who did not know his name, even in foreign lands and the Sect Palace, he was well known.

But to the younger generation like Du Cheng and the female heroine, they had never heard of this man.

Thus, when Du Cheng was blown away by a punch, his face covered in dirt, he became even more infuriated, his eyes staring at the unremarkable-looking Zhan An like a ghostly death glare.

“Young brother, we meet again.” Zhan An walked along the frozen lake, saw

Zhu Minglang looking at him, and then waved to Zhu Minglang up in the air.

Only at this moment did Zhu Minglang finally remember who this simple and honest farmer was!

Wasn’t this the down-to-earth shepherd uncle who had sent Li Shaoying to school in the beginning?

There once was a time when Zhu Minglang thought he was an old actor, always playing the fool to catch the wise, but compared to the uncle before him, he was just too green!