C15 Qingyun Sea

The night wind blew with a cold chill. Today's night was destined to be turbulent.

Blackwater City, City Lord's Mansion.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Yang Zijiang's angry shout resounded throughout the City Lord's Mansion. Following which, many figures ran out and ran towards the City Lord's Mansion's entrance.

With a sullen face, Shang Yangzi looked at the burning buildings around him, his eyes turning colder and colder.

Unforgivable!

"Lord Mayor, two hundred and thirty-six weapons to fight have been assembled."

Yang Zijiang nodded slightly, then took a deep breath and roared: "Let's go! Let these destabilizing people know that the City Lord's Mansion has not collapsed yet. "

Suddenly, a blue figure appeared beside Yang Zijiang. He nodded at him and waved his right hand, revealing a token.

This was the City Lord Token. The City Lord Token could activate the city protecting formation, so normally, no one would dare to fight against the City Lord in the city.

Yang Zijiang took out the token and closed his eyes. He was going to activate the defensive formation and let these bandits know the price they had to pay for destroying the stability.

If it was anyone else, he would definitely immediately open his eyes and strike out with his palm. After all, opening the formation required all of his attention and concentration, so at this moment, he was completely unprepared.

However, this time, Yang Zijiang did not open his eyes as he was very familiar with this aura. It belonged to his good friend, Qing Yun Hai.

When Qing Yun Hai came here just now, it was obvious that he wanted to help him calm down the mess. Therefore, Qing Yun Hai did not care about Yang Zijiang who was getting closer to him.

After all, Qing Yun Hai was the most trusted person in the Upper Yangzi River.

Since Shang Yang Zijiang did not open his eyes, the soldiers standing on the side did not interfere. They also knew Qing Yun Hai, the mayor's old friend!

Qing Yunhai's face was covered with a gentle smile. He slowly walked to the front of the river, looking like he wanted to protect it.

After all, Yang Zijiang was very weak at this moment. However, Qing Yun Hai suddenly flipped his hand and struck on Yang Zijiang's chest.

The palm attack woke up Shang Yangjiang. He backed up more than ten meters and spat out a mouthful of blood. He then stood up and looked at Qing Yun Hai with a face full of disbelief.

"Yunhai, for ?" "Wuwuwu!" "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu!" "What?"

It was obvious that under Qing Yun Hai's palm, Shang Yang Zi Jiang was not feeling well. His face was pale without a trace of rosiness. His voice was weak, like an old man who was sick to death.

"No reason. You've been the City Lord for so many years, it should be time to change, right?"

Qing Yun Hai said lightly with a calm face, as if he had just done something insignificant.

With that, Qing Yun Hai's figure disappeared from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already beside Yang Zhi Jiang.

Shang Yangzijiang was expressionless towards the appearance of Qing Yun Hai, because he knew his friend too well.

Therefore, he knew that he was definitely the first target that he had to get rid of. Then, the two of them bumped into each other with their true qi at the same time.

BOOM!

Sand and sand flew in the air as the two of them stood at the peak of Blackwater City. Each and every one of their moves were incomparably powerful in the eyes of ordinary people.

Dong!

The one move from Qing Yun Hai was launched hundreds of meters away by Qing Yun Hai.

"Zijiang, give up the struggle! You are stronger than me, but you have received a palm from me, so how can the current you be a match for me? "

Qing Yun Hai looked at the bloodstains on the corner of Yang Zi Jiang's mouth and said slowly. After all, he was his friend. If it wasn't for that ? He didn't want to do that either.

"Qing Yun Hai!" If you want to be the City Lord, then tell me! Why do you have to use such a method? Am I the kind of person who cares about power? "

He really didn't understand, what could make a brother's feelings deteriorate from here on? Could it be that power and influence were really very important?

"It is precisely because you do not care about power, you care about fairness, fairness, kindness, and kindness that I cannot tell you."

Qing Yun Hai shook his head and said lightly, but his words gave Shangguan Yang Jiang a bad feeling.

"What are you trying to do!"

However, his right fist was suddenly thrown out. That was because he had felt the aura of Qing Yun's sea of consciousness heading towards him.

Dong!

He saw his former friends trying to put him to death, and he felt incomparable pain in his insides.

At the same time, his eyes became colder and colder because he was close to giving up on Qing Yun Hai.

"The sea of green clouds, the clouds, floating in the sky, unrestrained; the sea, vast and boundless, free and unrestrained. Uncle Qing wishes for you to be free and unrestrained, free and unfettered, but look what you have become now. "

At the same time, his body flashed with black light, and layers of mysterious substances on his body turned into white smoke and rose into the air.

When Qing Yunhai saw Yang Zijiang's expression, he paused for a second, and then the calm expression on his face started to fade away. He looked up at Yang Zijiang with a serious expression.

"Zi Jiang, it seems you want to kill me!"

Qing Yun Hai said indifferently, but everyone could hear the seriousness in his voice.

Qing Yun Hai didn't say anything else and just quietly looked at Qing Yun Hai. Qing Yun Hai also looked at him with a smile.

If he dared to make a move, it would mean that he had already made a perfect plan.

Suddenly, Yang Zijiang moved. His figure flashed and disappeared from where he stood. At the same time, Qing Yun Hai's figure also disappeared from where he stood.

However, the expected sound of collision did not come. When Qing Yun Hai reappeared, he was already standing at the spot where Yang Zijiang was. He squatted down and raised his head slightly with a smile on his handsome face.

"Zijiang, please forgive me, I don't want to do this either ?"

Qing Yun Hai mumbled in a low voice, but no one other than him could hear him.

Qing Yun Hai was not surprised at all when he heard that Qing Yang Zi Jiang had escaped. Obviously, he had already known that Qing Yang Zi Jiang was going to escape. Qing Yun Hai knew him very well, so how could he not know Qing Yang Zi Jiang?

Qing Yun Hai touched the medallion in his hand and said, "You can all go back. Tonight, pretend nothing happened."

With that, Qing Yun Hai disappeared. In fact, although these few hundred men were very powerful, Qing Yun Hai would waste no more time if he really wanted to kill them.

But this was his brother's direct line, and he didn't want to hurt it.

He had to make these choices because of certain things. He had already let down his good brother once, he couldn't let down his brother a second time!

Cao Zicheng was in a sea of fire. He had already rescued more than 100 people, but because of this, he seemed to have been targeted by the enemy. Hence, the current situation was not very good.

Countless enemies were closing in on him, and the blood-red light around Cao Zicheng's body was clearly visible. If it wasn't for the blood light, perhaps he would have already died.

However, it was also because of the bloody aura that his strength had greatly increased, allowing him to endure for such a long time, and to become even braver the more he fought.

Wielding the three-foot-long blade, the blade had already been dyed red.

Every time he swung his sword, a few people would die, but Cao Zicheng did not feel any guilt. Furthermore, he felt that his speed of swinging the sword was getting faster and smoother, and his use of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique was getting better and better.

Could it be that one really needed to kill in order to master the sword art?

Perhaps it was. After all, the sword was a lethal weapon. In order to match the sword to the weapon, one naturally needed a baptism of fresh blood.

Cao Zicheng suddenly felt that there was something different about this situation. He immediately raised his hand and swung his sword, feeling a strong force coming from the sword. In his current state, he was actually forced to take a step back.