1941: C1941 Mountain reclamation

C1941 Mountain reclamation

0In the eyes of Lang Ya and the rest of the reserve troops in Blue Sword, those so-called ambushing soldiers did not really have much of an impact on them. It was just a group of ordinary people, so what if they possessed heavy weapons? Ants were still ants, and under the fury of Zhang Hao, the god of death of Blue Sword, they all turned into dust in an instant. If he could give them another chance, they would definitely tell him not to take even half a step into the Eastern Kingdom.

At this moment, Lang Ya and the rest were most worried about how a large group of people like themselves would be able to cross the chasm that led to the heavens after the explosion of the only bridge that led to the Northern Reaches.

Of course, the people Lang Ya brought out from the capital were not ordinary people, they were all powerful beings with Innate Stage. Although these Blue Sword reserve officers could not soar through the clouds like Zhang Hao and the rest, it was still possible for them to smoothly reach the other side.

Facing such a natural chasm that was more than ten kilometers long, people could pass through it smoothly. However, those cars could not pass through it. Seeing that they had only walked a little less than half the distance to fawn on the heavens, if they were to continue on foot, it would be a huge drain on both the time and the stamina of the Blue Sword members.

Looking at Zhang Hao and Liu Mingchuan who had already reached the bridge from afar, Lang Ya could only powerlessly pray: "I hope these two perverts can think of other ways!"

As he talked to himself, Lang Ya waved to the large group behind him, and said: "Everyone, continue to move out."

After a while, the convoy led by Lang Ya started moving forward again, the rumbling sounds of the cars continuously sounded out on the road, and looking at Lang Ya who was covered with dense smoke, it was as though nothing had happened.

To Zhang Hao and Liu Mingchuan, the distance which would travel in an instant was quite a long journey for them as well as their Blue Sword's convoy.

The entire convoy travelled for about 10 minutes before finally reaching the bottom of the bridge.

And at this moment, Zhang Hao was standing at the end of the broken bridge, waiting for his group.

The power of the explosives used by the mercenaries was truly extraordinary. The explosion had not only destroyed the bridge, it had also shattered the foundation of the bridge. As of now, the only thing left on the bridge was the steel bar lying in a disorderly fashion. It was impossible for the caravan to reach the other side safely.

A few hundred meters away from the bridge, Lang Ya hastily stopped the carriage, and walked to the front of Zhang Hao and his group.

Looking at the bridge that had been blown into smithereens, Lang Ya was speechless, and said: "These damned bastards, they are simply wasting my time."

After cursing for a while, Lang Ya looked at Zhang Hao and Liu Mingchuan: "Hyacinth, Old Liu, do you two have any way to let our convoy pass through here smoothly? We'd have to waste at least six or seven hours on foot. "When we get there, I'm afraid even the yellow flower vegetables will be cold."

Lang Ya said as he looked at Zhang Hao and.

Zhang Hao pursed his lips and said: "Of course there is a way. My way is for me to transport all the carriages to the other side by myself, as for the reserve officer behind, just let them think of their own way to cross the river."

It had to be said that Zhang Hao's method was simple and feasible. After all, with Zhang Hao's current strength, it would be easy for him to transport a few carriages over.

But hearing Zhang Hao's way, Liu Mingchuan laughed in disdain and said: "Hyacinth, I think there is no need to go through all this trouble. The foundation of this bridge is still there, let's just renovate this bridge and it will be fine."

"Refurbishing the bridge?"

Hearing Liu Mingchuan's words, both Zhang Hao and the others revealed expressions of disbelief. Especially Lang Ya, he couldn't help but shake his head and say: "I say, Old Liu, stop joking around. This bridge has already been blown into such a state, how can you still build it? Besides, although we have brought quite a number of men with us, there are not many who are proficient in engineering. Furthermore, we have spent too much time repairing a bridge, it's not worth it. "

Liu Mingchuan chuckled: "I won't need too many people, and I won't need too long either. I alone am enough."

Turning his head, Liu Mingchuan did not care about Zhang Hao and Lang Ya's astonishment and said once again: "Alright, the two of you step back.

Hearing Liu Mingchuan's words, Zhang Hao and Lang Ya curiously took a few steps back.

Immediately after, the two of them saw Liu Mingchuan's hands suddenly rise up slowly and form a hand sign. The current Liu Mingchuan seemed to be muttering some incantations, and from Zhang Hao's perspective, he looked no different from an old Divine Staff.

When a streak of cyan light flashed across Liu Mingchuan's fingertip, everything in the area suddenly became mysterious and unfathomable.

Zhang Hao, Lang Ya, and the rest of Blue Sword's reserve members could see the air around them start to tremble violently, and the gigantic rocks that had fallen into the river earlier, started to float one after another.

Rocks, soil, and some other strange things all started to be built towards this broken bridge under Liu Mingchuan's command.

"Heavens, this is truly amazing! This is truly amazing!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lang Ya could not help but exclaim inexplicably.

On the other hand, Zhang Hao's heart was also moved, and he said: "Moving a mountain to fill up a sea? Is this the Tao technique from the east? "

Just like that, while staring at Liu Mingchuan's performance in a daze, the surrounding atmosphere became extremely quiet, to the point that it was somewhat strange and unfathomable. It was the first time Lang Ya and Zhang Hao had ever seen someone with such skills, not to mention the reserve forces of the Blue Sword.

Although Liu Mingchuan's move was eye-catching, it was a huge test for his cultivation.

Although Mountain Shifting Sea was just a word, it was not as easy as he had imagined. Spellcasters not only had to have an extremely powerful spiritual will, but they also had to be at least at the level of being able to withstand the power of the sea and the mountains.

At the moment, as Liu Mingchuan cast his technique, he muttered to himself: Damn it, if I knew that using this technique would tire me out, I wouldn't have rushed to show off. It's a loss, it's a loss, really a loss! I should have let Hyacinth send the carriage team over!

And just as Liu Mingchuan was about to use this Mountain Shifting Sea technique, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded out in Liu Mingchuan's mind, and said: "Hey, little brat Liu, you are truly a piece of trash. I really don't understand why Master would choose you to be his successor with such a powerful cultivation.

Liu Mingchuan could not be more familiar with this voice, if this fellow was not the mount Tiger Demon King that Ye Qian gifted him, then who was it?

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