In Ancheng, it was drizzling. In this early summer season, the trees on both sides of the road were growing vigorously, and their leaves were washed green and fresh.
Wang Xuan walked in the drizzle and came to Yunhu Lake, a very famous scenic spot in the city. His thoughts drifted away with the rain and fog.
In the past, he had kicked Wu Yin into the lake here. But today he came here not for nostalgia, but to kill the immortal!
Hengjun was indeed extremely powerful and the first to obtain the treasure, but the people he sent were too arrogant.
Even now, some people have not changed their mindset and are still looking down on the world, not considering people in this world as their own.
Some of them believe that they were immortals in the past, transcendent and their lives were at a different level.
"Old Chen killed two people in the manor outside Ancheng, and also hunted in secret in Pingcheng. Maybe he was too covert, and you didn't know that some of your companions were dead? You thought they were still walking around."
The people in this camp have crossed the red line again and again. After the last time, someone came to Ancheng again, still looking for Wang Xuan, wanting to ask for the God-Slaying Flag.
Wang Xuan decided to take action and came in person.
The mist and rain are hazy, and there are still many tourists by the Yun Lake in the evening. They all hold umbrellas and stroll in the rain. It has a poetic beauty, and there is no need to go home in the slanting wind and drizzle.
He saw a person, who should be one of the targets.
The man was boating on the lake. He rented a bamboo boat and stood at the bow, looking quite ethereal in the rain.
"It's you!"
The man sensed Wang Xuan's arrival from a long distance and stood still in the foggy lake, but the bamboo boat automatically broke through the surface of the lake and came out.
There are many retro buildings on the shore, which seem to reproduce the old times and return to some ancient dynasties. This is also the reason why this person came here.
Wang Xuan showed up on his own initiative, just waiting for him to come over.
The rain began to get heavier, and the sky and the earth became dark. Raindrops fell into the lake, splashing up a large area of thin smoke, and the number of people boating in the lake suddenly decreased.
"The black clouds are as dark as ink but have not covered the mountains. The white rain drops as if they are jumping into the boat like pearls." The man arrived. He looked handsome, about 40 years old, like a scholar from ancient times who has lived to this day.
"Wang Xuan, right? We've been looking for you for a long time. Can you lend us the God-Slaying Flag?" He stood on a bamboo boat under the rain with his hands behind his back, looking calm and confident.
As the rain got heavier, the poetic misty scenery could no longer retain the people boating on the lake, and they all ran towards the city. The wind grew stronger and blew up the umbrellas.
The noise here instantly disappeared, and the worldly atmosphere faded away. Wang Xuan looked at him and said, "What if I don't lend it?"
"Then I'll lend you your head first!" The man pointed, and with a bang, a bolt of lightning appeared, extremely dazzling, and blasted towards Wang Xuan.
He does have the qualifications to be conceited. This method is "extraordinary" and is enough to deal with all kinds of top-level extraordinary people. He is borrowing the power of heaven and earth.
This was not the lightning released from the extraordinary person's body, but the thunder in the rain that he brought. If Wang Xuan was really hit, he would die and turn into charcoal.
After all, he is not yet at the point where he can fight against the great forces of nature.
But Wang Xuan's spiritual eye and unimaginable divine perception had already seen through his intentions, and he disappeared from the spot before he raised his hand.
"In ancient times, this lake was called Thunder Lake. It left traces of peerless strongmen fighting against thunder tribulations. You can't escape it!" the man in the lake said coldly.
He was interfering with Wang Xuan's thoughts. Every word he uttered was a powerful mental shock, and at the same time he was also leveraging the power of nature.
He practiced the art of inducing disaster, which was most suitable for fighting in the rain, and Lei Lake was the most ideal place for him to make a move. He appeared here not just to enjoy the lake view.
Between heaven and earth, beams of light fell one after another and hit the surface of the lake, like burning meteorites falling from the sky.
Wang Xuan was moved. This was the most outrageous opponent he had ever encountered. He displayed an extremely exquisite and almost flawless supernatural technique, which attracted thunder. Most people could not stop it.
In an instant, the surface of the lake exploded, and beams of light fell from the clouds, as if an ancient alchemist was summoning countless meteorites to attack the earth.
There were dense lightning flashes on the lake, like the sun falling from the sky.
However, Wang Xuan possessed a spiritual eye and had an innate advantage in understanding and applying magic techniques, so he could see through his various connections and back-up plans.
Wang Xuan was like a ray of divine light, flashing in the thunder, dodging several times, crossing at high speed, stepping on the picture, surrounded by silver substance, appearing beside the bamboo boat, and standing on the stern.
"It's not easy to use magic that exceeds your own strength and breaks through the ceiling, right?" Wang Xuan asked.
“You don’t understand. It doesn’t consume much to pry the power of heaven and earth at a small cost.” The man said, and with a bang, a curtain of light fell, and the entire bamboo boat exploded, leaving no residue, turning into ashes.
"I have read this book on the law of inducing catastrophe. Thank you for your interpretation, which has allowed me to fully understand its true meaning."
Wang Xuan spoke, his gratitude was genuine. After understanding the essence of this technique, he could indeed leverage power at a higher level.
The opponent was very strong, but as he continuously attracted high-level thunder, his own spellcasting speed was greatly reduced, and the gap became larger and larger, making it difficult to stop Wang Xuan from approaching.
Lightning flashed on the surface of the lake. The two men came into contact and fought in close combat. Amid the falling thunder and the rain of light, the thick fog on the lake was turbulent with the wind and rain, and they confronted each other fiercely.
Wang Xuan did not use any secret treasures and fought with the ninth-level strong man with his bare hands.
puff!
After the last flash of lightning, the place became quiet. Wang Xuan was the only one on the lake. Supermatter was evaporating, and he landed on an empty boat. The tourists on the boat had already left.
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