Immortal Martial God Chapter 1657: Tong Gong
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This is a big trouble within the city of the Lord of Light. All guild leaders, large and small, have witnessed the whole story.
Many people came to the City of Light to watch the excitement, and even many warriors rushed back from the safe city in the eternal secret realm.
On this day, Xiang Nan and his party attended the appointment as scheduled.
Drunk Flower Street is not big. Compared to other extremely wide streets, Drunk Flower Street is only six miles long and three kilometers long.
But these three kilometers, for many people who know the meaning of this street, is a veritable road to death.
On this day, there are crowds of people on Zuihua Street, standing on the ground, standing on the building, floating in the sky, and people everywhere.
Except for the main street of Zuihua Street, there is almost no free space.
Everyone whispered and whispered.
"It's been a long, long time no one has been walking, right?"
"Isn't it? It's fifty years ago to say it."
"Fifty years? At least a hundred years away!"
"How many years is it?"
"Then he? Who knows, who has spare time to remember this kind of day, I don't even know what day it is today."
One person whispered: "Who is walking the street this time, and who is the strong one?"
Another person said: "I haven't heard of it. I'm afraid it's not a big person who has been famous for a long time. I heard that it is just a few young boys."
"Anyway, I don't know. I listened to others. But it is said that those people are crazy. They actually refuted Liu Ye's face at the group meeting."
"My God." The man was surprised: "Tired of life?"
Some people hold their shoulders, with an attitude of being out of the question, and sneer: "Every year there are always so few people who do not live and die, and feel that they are invincible. I see a lot of this kind of people, and there is usually nothing good. End."
The other person lowered his voice and said, "Have you forgotten how the sixth master rose? Back then, the sixth master was also a small person."
The other people surrounding this person immediately drew away, one by one looking at the "professional" guy like a plague god.
Someone yelled in a low voice: "Don't kill me? I dare to say anything, is he really looking for death, and don't hurt us."
At this time, at the end of Drunken Flower Street, gongs and drums sounded.
All the people on the scene closed their mouths, and there was no sound of a mosquito flying by.
Everyone knows that the sound of gongs and drums represents that Liu Ye is here.
But there are very few people who can really see Liu Ye, and most of them are far away.
After the gongs and drums stopped, everyone knew that Liu Ye had boarded the Drunken Flower Tower.
At the entrance of Zuihualou, a huge flagpole was erected on the side, and on the top of the flagpole, there were flowers that had been exposed to the sun for five days.
At this time, Liuhua's whole body was injured, and her whole body was dying. Her eyes were drooping and her lips were also cracked. It seems that she has been tortured in the past few days.
Immediately afterwards, at the entrance of Zuihua Street, gongs and drums also sounded.
The gigantic gong, whose ten-sided diameter reached five meters, was banged.
The ten gongs rang on all sides, indicating that four people were walking down the street.
The scene immediately fell into chaos again. A pair of eyes looked towards the entrance. Some people couldn't see it, and they craned their necks vigorously, trying to see more clearly.
However, there are too many people, crowded, people everywhere, not even a gap.
People who choose to come to the street in advance can see the appearance of the visitors, but once the street people enter the Drunken Flower Street, it is not easy to see the details inside the street.
"Really, there are really four young people!"
Someone exclaimed.
In the City of Light, it was very windy this day, and gradually, a piece of goose feather and heavy snow fell.
"It's snowing..." One person stretched out his right hand, took a piece of snowflakes, and said: "This snow, I am afraid it will be dyed red today."
Xiang Nan, blue sky, setting sun, black sickle, a group of four people came side by side.
In the wind and snow, the four of them had grim expressions.
"Are you sure you can ignore the realm and suppress it?" Xiang Nan confirmed again.
The setting sun nodded one after another.
Realm suppression is the first big trouble, but the top warriors of many planes have found a way to resist realm suppression.
On Xiang Nan's plane, the method used to cancel the suppression of the realm is Xiaoyaoyou, which is a practice created by Bai Wuya himself.
In other planes, there are also various magic techniques that can offset the suppression of the realm.
This makes walking on the street from an impossible success to a possible success.
It's coming, everyone should be full of enthusiasm.
Not only Xiang Nan and the others, but even the spectators felt that their bodies were warm, and they could immediately see a tragic fight.
The four people, Xiang Nan, looked surprisingly calm.
They were not irritated by the urge to anger and lose their minds.
On the contrary, Xiang Nan is still asking.
"Have you remembered all the arrays?"
The three nodded at the same time, and the setting sun said: "Don't worry, just leave the first row to me."
Xiang Nan and the others have rehearsed the array in advance.
The power-type warrior, the setting sun, belongs to the "meat shield" in the first row. He alone swept all the enemy's frontal attacks.
The balanced warrior chose the "second row", he is responsible for the protection of the strongest attack, but also the weakest defense against the blue sky.
Blue sky's water system martial arts is an outstanding means of killing. Even if he doesn't care about his personal gains and losses, even the setting sun can hardly survive the blue sky. Xiang Nan's responsibility is to protect the blue sky while taking care of killing people.
As for the speed fighter Xiaohui, that is, the black sickle, he belongs to the role of controlling the field.
He is the fastest, and he will walk around, taking into account the setting sun, Xiang Nan, and Lantian when killing people.
Once the three of them encountered a situation that couldn't be handled even for an instant, he would act decisively and help.
The trio of Xiang Nan is an ultra-perfect triangular array, and the black sickle is a sharp blade that always wanders outside the triangular array.
"Guess how far they can go?" a humane.
The other person murmured: "Looking at their young age, they have such a high level. I am afraid that the foundation is unstable. I am afraid that they will not even be able to go out for ten meters."
The humanity said: "I think you are overestimating them. They are facing enemies, but they are five smaller realms higher than them. I think they can't get out even five meters."
A person next to him asked: "In history, what is the best street performance?"
Someone replied: "I remember, it seems that I broke 800 meters? That is already very remarkable."
Drunken Flower Street is three kilometers long! And the best historical result is only 800 meters.
You must know that whoever dares to provoke authority is not a big-name person, even such a person, he has only gone 800 meters away.
Xiang Nan, the setting sun, the blue sky, the black sickle, these people don't think they are the only first geniuses in the long history.
Throughout the ages, there have been so many people like them.
"The problem is that the few people who choose to walk on the street are not so young."
This person's words aroused everyone's contemplation.
At this time, there was no one, and on the wide Drunk Flower Street, an old man carrying a gong slowly walked towards Xiang Nan and the others. Everyone's eyes focused on the old man alone.