Lu Ran observed for a moment and keenly detected a pattern.

The Divine Technique·Cloud Piercing Shadow, also known as Instant Teleportation, actually had a "casting wind-up"!

Every time before Wang Quan shuttled through space, he would either take a step in one direction or his body would slightly lean.

No matter how brief or subtle the wind-up motion for the casting was, it was real.

With Lu Ran's observational skills,

he could naturally predict the direction of Wang Quan's shuttle.

In that case, was the Evil Dog Evil Skill·Evil Shadow Flash superior to the Divine Technique·Cloud Piercing Shadow?

When the slim dogs activated Instant Teleportation, there was no indication of movement at all.

"Um," Lu Ran nodded secretly to himself.

Case closed!

The disciples of Gun Ruined were inferior to dogs!

Round that off, and it means the disciples of Gun Ruined are worse than me… eh?

Something felt odd.

Not important!

Lu Ran's gaze extended far, observing all around.

On this side of the square, with Jiang Realm Great Power·Wang Quan in place, there was nothing to worry about for the time being.

Of course, Lu Ran wasn't idle; his gaze sharpened, spotting clouds gathering in the sky not far away.

How could that be allowed?

"Ziii—"

Immortal Fog surged under Lu Ran's feet, with full power on!

The street scenery flew by on both sides as Lu Ran took the people of Da Xia on a roller-coaster ride once again.

"Be careful!"

"I'll pin down the Evil Spear Emperor! You hold the umbrella!" a disciple from the Desert Drum order shouted from the top of a four-story building.

Beside the man, a woman from the Moon Gazer tribe immediately opened a light red oil-paper umbrella.

The paper umbrella was light and as thin as a cicada's wings.

It was printed with beautiful flowers, full of charm.

Clearly, this one was a Third-class God·Flower Holder Believer!

In this small Rain Alley City, such believers were rare.

Probably new on the job?

"Don't knock!!"

A voice traveled from far to near, carrying a trace of authority.

The Desert Drum believer held a drumstick, pausing his action and quickly looking over to see a figure rushing towards him at high speed.

Lu Tianjiao?

The Desert Drum disciple wasn't the least bit annoyed but rather overjoyed.

In this cursed land, there existed someone unique.

His mere presence could calm the heart and greatly boost the morale of the entire team!

Lu Ran!

Da Xia's number one Heavenly Pride!

The uncrowned king of Rain Alley City!

To put it bluntly: even if Liu Yunlan and Ge Bin came, they would not have such a strong effect.

"I need to borrow your umbrella!"

Lu Ran's voice grew from distant to near.

Before the Moon Gazer woman could react, the oil-paper umbrella in her hand had already been borrowed.

"Whoosh!"

A figure rushed past with a gale.

She quickly looked up, only to see Lu Ran already streaking diagonally across the night sky!

"Lu Ran..."

The Desert Drum disciple's eyes were fervent.

The Flower Holder disciple's eyes were burning with passion too.

In the eyes of the Moon Gazers, Lu Ran, holding the oil-paper umbrella, and brandishing the Eight Desolate Annihilation, charged at the Evil Spear Emperor in the sky.

His hat was long gone, with no clue as to where it fell.

Only the black mask remained on his face, his short and disheveled hair fluttering around.

Above his head were rolling dark clouds.

They were dense and sharp spear tips!

So, was Lu Ran planning to use the oil-paper umbrella to fend off the spears raining down?

The Moon Gazer woman instinctively cast magic to pour Divine Power into the oil-paper umbrella, ensuring the umbrella in Lu Ran's hand wouldn't shatter.

Her first choice was not to protect herself or to open another umbrella?

You should know, the Moon Gazers were also within the range of the dark clouds!

"Hm?"

The Evil Spear Emperor's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he turned his gaze towards the approaching figure.

The fearsome aura of the human youth prevented the Evil Spear Emperor from being complacent.

He stood on a black cloud, suddenly shifting several meters to the side.

At the same time, the Evil Spear Emperor gripped the Dark Gold Spear, sweeping it fiercely across.

As the saying goes, "an inch longer, an inch stronger!"

The 2.5-meter-long spear could naturally bisect Lu Ran at the waist!

But then, Lu Ran changed his movements!

The oil-paper umbrella in his hand transformed into a small night sky boat.

"Ziii—"

Lu Ran stepped on the paper umbrella, Immortal Fog billowing under his feet, and made a sharp change of direction, charging straight at the Evil Spear Emperor!

Evil Spear Emperor: !!!

The sweeping spear was easily parried with one hand.

Figures crossed paths.

The sharp Eight Desolate cut down a head.

The momentum of the rolling dark clouds eased, and the spear tips within the clouds shattered one after another.

"Ha ha!" The Desert Drum believer laughed heartily, his gusto no less than that of a Red Scarf believer.

He clenched his drumstick and pounded fiercely on the large drum in front of him.

This was to celebrate for Lu Ran, as well as to lift spirits and inspire courage!

"Boom!"

"Hisss…" Lu Ran drew in a cold breath, his expression somewhat ugly.

His head was buzzing!

Brother,

didn't I tell you not to knock...

The Evil Spear Emperor couldn't kill me, but you Desert Drum and Jade Flute believers might beat me to death!

"Ziii—"

Lu Ran rapidly fled, leaving behind only a quickly retreating silhouette to several people.

To the Moon Gazers, Lu Ran was the epitome of suaveness!

Having finished the task, he left without a second thought.

Only Ran himself knew that he was nearly dazed from the shock.

He had to leave this place of conflict quickly.

There was no helping it; the Jiang Grade·Evil Sense was just too sensitive.

He finally understood the sensation those slim dogs felt when they heard thunder several months ago when he killed the Evil Dog from the Jiang Realm.

Truly bittersweet~

"Wow, Ran is really fast! If only my girlfriend could shop this quickly~"

"Which street is this, where am I?"

"Why stay here to be a little Heavenly Pride when you could be delivering takeout and making a name for yourself?"

"I can't take it anymore; I'd rather go see my sister-in-law."

"Ran Shen is so doting on his sister, leaving both Divine Weapons for her, wuwu~ I want a brother like that too!"

Meanwhile, on the north side of the square.

Lu Ran finally stopped, and his eyes transformed into a pair of horizontal pupils.

Divine Technique·Pupil of the Netherworld!

Behind Lu Ran stood a headless corpse.

The Dead Soul of the Evil Spear Emperor was automatically detained.

As the body of the Evil Spear Emperor disintegrated into mist, Lu Ran also put the Divine Power Pearl around his neck to good use, replenishing energy.

In his view, the Beijing team was bravely fighting the enemy.

With Wang Quan holding down the fort here, the pressure on the Beijing team decreased sharply, and their performance was quite eye-catching.

They were no longer defending passively but moving from east to west, from west back to east in combat.

As the team moved, their style of fighting changed as well.

Guan Yiren firmly covered their retreat.

Sword cultivators, truly the kings of soldiers, the gods of slaughter!

Niu Zhengzheng was a qualified tank, charging into the fray and clearing the way with his great axe, a force to be reckoned with!

Wang Ling was undoubtedly the jungler, moving flexibly inside and outside the team, shuttling back and forth, his whereabouts mysterious.

Qiao Yuansi firmly took the center of the team, commanding all sides, frequently employing supportive magical techniques.

Moreover, she was accompanied by no fewer than two Divine Weapons, ensuring her complete protection.

"A wise choice," Lu Ran murmured softly, not minding lending a hand to a few people.

Lu Ran wasn't just offering empty praise; Qiao Yuansi's choices were indeed very good.

Although they were charging back and forth in the square area, they had turned passivity into activity, reverting to the team's more familiar "training style."

Thanks to this,

Wang Ling had a great start, reaping more and more.

Of course, all this was predicated on the presence of Wang Quan guarding this place.

Disciples of the Jiang Realm·Gun Ruined are truly fierce!

Though not as good as dogs,

They have more intelligence than dogs!

"Hm?" Lu Ran looked up at the sky and noticed a gathering of dark clouds down the street; he immediately darted out.

"Demon Spear Emperor!"

Guan Yiren suddenly spoke up.

Although she was on the ground, she was standing on a flying sword, flying backward away from the team.

Right in front of her, a Demon Spear Emperor took form.

As Guan Yiren reported the situation, she twirled her sword, already hurling two sword qi forward.

Sword One Divine Skill·Frost Sword Qi!

"Heh."

The Demon Spear Emperor snorted coldly, also on the ground but standing on a black cloud.

He leaned right then left, dodging the two sword qis, and swept his spear.

Evil Technique·Evil Cloud Entanglement!

In a flash, three trails of black mist were thrown, like three venomous snakes, lunging at Guan Yiren.

"Silent Night, go help Sister Yiren."

Qiao Yuansi commanded, two lanterns still hovering above her head.

The Bright Fire Cage added a golden-red defensive shield for everyone.

The Heavenly Fire Cage... went berserk!

As a Purification Technique, it used its gentle glow to completely eradicate the three trails of black mist!

In this world, the priority of purification techniques is higher than that of abnormal state techniques.

Not to mention the River Realm's Evil Cloud Entanglement with the three trails of black mist, even with four trails of Evil Cloud Entanglement from the Jiang Grade, Little Yuanxi could purify it cleanly!

If you want Evil Cloud Entanglement to persist and take effect, you have to bring out the Sea Grade!

"Ding~"

The spear collided with Silent Night!

The Demon Spear Emperor had impressive martial skills and did not just resist; he shifted his weight forward.

Although his direction of travel was slightly off, with the help of the black cloud at his feet, he instantly adjusted his position and charged again.

Guan Yiren's delicate brows furrowed slightly; as she continued to fly backward, she immediately turned direction.

She raised her hand, and a string of flying swords stabbed toward the Demon Spear Emperor.

Inevitably, the flying swords that shuttled across the battlefield, slaughtering the enemy, vanished.

"Hmph."

A trace of mockery appeared on the handsome face of the Demon Spear Emperor.

He abruptly flicked his robe, and his speed surged!

Guan Yiren's eyes widened sharply!

How... how fast!

As a disciple of First-class God·Sword One, Guan Yiren's speed in sword flight was naturally top-notch.

As a mortal enemy of First-class God·Gun Ruined, the Demon Spear Emperor's cloud-riding speed was also top-notch!

Here comes the problem!

In a peak sect duel, the flying speeds of both parties are generally even.

But this Demon Spear Emperor...

His speed far surpassed Guan Yiren's!

More than fast?

His luxurious black and gold robe easily swept away the string of flying swords, the tail of the robe showing not the slightest sign of being torn.

Guan Yiren broke out in a cold sweat!

This was definitely not a River Realm Demon Spear Emperor!

But a Jiang Realm Demon Monarch?!

So when the Demon Spear Emperor just cast Evil Technique·Evil Cloud Entanglement, did he deliberately produce three trails of black mist?

By the quantity of black mist trails, to confuse the enemy, making them misjudge him as from the River Realm?

Other Jiang Realm Demon Monarchs descend upon the world with great pomp!

Wishing the earth would shake and the mountains would move, to proclaim their arrival to the world.

Yet the Demon Spear Emperor was silent and even concealed his presence deliberately...

Guan Yiren realized this!

But it was too late.

She instinctively dodged, striving to move sideways.

But that dark gold spear continually adjusted its angle, chasing her forehead, closing in relentlessly!

"Guan..."

Before "Yiren" could leave her lips, Wang Ling, who was roaming outside the team, had already shuttled to the side of the Demon Spear Emperor.

The Demon Spear Emperor looked disdainful, his sneer growing deeper.

His target was never the disciple of Sword One.

The suddenly diverted spear tip notified everyone of a cruel fact:

The Demon Spear Emperor's target had always been the Gun Corpse Believers!

"Ding!!"

An extremely shrill noise almost made Guan Yiren's heart jump out.

"Hm?" The Demon Spear Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Ling's face turned pale!

The sweeping dark gold spear tip had barely penetrated his throat but could not sweep further.

Because another iron spear was pointed at the dark gold spear shaft.

"Gulp." Wang Ling's Adam's apple bobbed.

Following the iron spear shaft in front of him, he saw the spear holder beside him—Wang Quan!

Wang Quan's face was expressionless, his eyes murky, quietly watching the Demon Spear Emperor.

To dare to act so boldly!

Wang Quan actually used the tip of an iron spear to tap a golden gunstock?

"Hmph." The Demon Spear Emperor moved quickly.

Since he couldn't slash Wang Ling's throat, he casually flicked the golden spear away.

Guan Yiren's pupils contracted sharply!

All of this happened in just a moment.

Guan Yiren did not fly too far.

The dark gold long spear stabbed at her face again!

The Demon Spear Emperor stopped pretending!

At such a close distance, with the fierce strength of a Jiang Realm Demon Monarch and the speed of the spear thrust, it simply wasn't something a River Realm Believer could handle.

"Ding!!"

Another clear sound!

Guan Yiren's complexion was extremely stiff, and she felt just a blur in front of her eyes.

The Phantom carrying the Immortal Fog flashed in front of her.

The newcomer deflected the golden spear and also caused her long black hair to flutter sideways.

In the blink of an eye, Guan Yiren felt like she had died twice.

And had been revived twice.

She kept flying backward, her gaze uncontrollably shifting to the left.

She just saw a youth in a black robe, wearing a black face mask, sliding backward, his short hair floating forward.

A pair of cold, piercing eyes were set in that valiant face.

He looked up slightly,

Twirled a knife flower in his hand, and silently gazed at the Jiang Realm Demon Monarch.

Tonight,

There may be a Night of Ghosts parading, and perhaps a Demon Monarch descending upon the world.

However, where my gaze falls, there should be no casualties among the Human Clan.

I said so.

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