The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 370 The Young Singer's Journey 39

Xiao Yu floated in mid-air, his robes fluttering, like a true immortal descending to earth.

He slowly stretched out his arms, as if embracing the whole world, and a surging power radiated outwards from his body like a tide.

In the forest, the air suddenly became heavy and humid, with moisture constantly surging, condensing, compressing, and crowding, weaving a suffocating web.

With a soft "pop," a water droplet appeared out of thin air and floated leisurely in mid-air.

Then, more water droplets followed, like stars adorning the night sky. Each drop was crystal clear, reflecting the dappled light and shadow in the forest, and slowly gathered together.

In the blink of an eye, countless water droplets condensed into a sharp longsword, hovering in front of Xiao Yu. This was only the beginning of the prelude.

Immediately afterwards, one longsword after another condensed and surrounded Xiao Yu.

Water is the purest substance in the world.

But when they come together to form a sword, they become the most lethal weapon in the world.

Xiao Yu stood in mid-air, surrounded by countless longswords formed from the condensation of air and water vapor, and their number continued to increase.

Each sword exuded a chilling aura, inspiring fear in those who beheld them.

Although his white robes fluttered in the wind, at this moment he transformed into a demon god descending to the mortal realm.

The killing intent emanating from his body merged with these water swords, causing the originally clear and transparent sword bodies to be stained with an eerie purple glow.

It blotted out the sky, making the entire sky look like the end of the world.

"This is..." Wuxin looked at the scene before him, and an indescribable shock welled up in his heart.

I thought that the sword strike in Snow Moon City was already the peak of Xiao Yu's strength.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu's strength when facing the Dark River was even more terrifying.

"So he really did hold back in Snowmoon City before, otherwise even if the entire Snowmoon City were combined, it wouldn't have been able to withstand his attack."

Wuxin murmured to himself, his eyes filled with shock.

His thoughts began to wander, and a question kept swirling in his mind: Who in the martial arts world could withstand Xiao Yu's attack?

However, after a long while, he still couldn't come up with an answer.

Just now, it was merely a phantom image that crippled two sword immortals from Snow Moon City.

Now, how powerful must these thousands upon thousands of longswords, formed from condensed water vapor, be? And how many people will they ultimately kill?

At this moment, Wuxin finally understood that Xiao Yu's words about eliminating the Dark River were not just empty talk.

Xiao Yu genuinely wanted to eliminate the Dark River, and he certainly had the ability to do so.

Although the attack has not yet landed, the immense power it contains has already instilled fear in everyone present.

Such a terrifying attack could not be stopped by anyone.

escape!

This was the only thought left in Su Changhe's mind.

He couldn't understand why Xiao Yu's strength was so terrifying.

They couldn't understand why Xiao Yu's internal energy seemed inexhaustible. After clashing with two of the world's top experts, his strength not only didn't weaken at all, but actually seemed even more formidable.

Why did this happen?

How can one person be so capable?

Even the Li Changsheng of yesteryear was probably no better than this.

Although Su Changhe couldn't understand these questions, he did understand one thing.

That is: if they don't escape immediately, they will definitely die here.

"run!"

Su Changhe shouted to the others in the underground river, then turned and fled the scene as fast as he could.

Su Muyu and the others were still struggling to resist the attacks from the plants flying in from all directions when they suddenly saw the dense water swords in the sky, and their hearts trembled.

The water swords, poised to strike, emanated a chilling aura, as if they were about to fly over and take their lives at any moment.

Upon hearing Su Changhe's shouts, they did not hesitate to scatter and flee.

They were assassins, but they were also human beings.

When faced with life and death, people will instinctively try to survive.

Moreover, even Su Changhe, the patriarch of the Dark River family, has chosen to escape, so they have even less reason to stay and wait to die.

The group secretly reasoned that even if Xiao Yu was incredibly strong, he couldn't control every single flying sword simultaneously. If they scattered and fled, someone would eventually escape.

So everyone is running with all their might, trying their best to find that glimmer of hope.

Xiao Yu floated in mid-air, his eyes lowered, looking indifferently at the figures desperately fleeing on the ground. He gave a cold and indifferent laugh and softly uttered four words: "Heaven and Earth Prison".

As soon as he finished speaking, the thousands upon thousands of water swords in the air seemed to receive a command, instantly transforming into meteors and flying away at an astonishing speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, these water swords caught up with the fleeing crowd.

One after another, they intertwined to form a crystal-clear, indestructible transparent barrier, firmly blocking their path.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

Xie Qidao, the head of the Xie family, looked at the barrier blocking his way to survival and felt a surge of intense resentment and anger.

His face instantly contorted into a ferocious expression. He roared, raised his long sword, and slashed fiercely at the barrier.

Just as the tip of the blade touched the barrier, it seemed to strike a clear spring, only creating a few tiny splashes.

"This is water! Just ordinary water!"

Xie Qidao shouted excitedly, but before he could finish speaking, the long sword in his hand suddenly went out of control.

A tremendous suction force came from the water wall. Before Xie Qidao could react, his long sword had already slipped out of his control and was mercilessly swallowed by the water wall.

The water began to surge inside the wall.

In the end, the long sword transformed into part of the water wall, its blade pointing towards its original owner.

"hiss!!!"

The others watched in horror.

They tentatively launched a few hidden weapons, only to find that these weapons were also swallowed up and assimilated by the water wall, becoming part of it.

Those who had originally planned to use weapons to break through the wall of water immediately abandoned the idea upon seeing this.

"Just what kind of terrifying being did the patriarch order us to kill?"

"Even Li Changsheng had never heard of such terrifying methods before."

The crowd stared in horror at the ever-surging wall of water, and some even tried to leap over it.

But the instant they leaped into the air, countless longswords flew in like meteors, once again blocking their path.

At this moment, everyone felt as if they were truly imprisoned in a cage.

There was no way to go to heaven, and no way to go to hell.

The area was completely sealed off, with no way out.

The assassins of the Dark River dance with death from the day they join the Dark River.

But this time, it was the closest they had ever come to death.

It was as if death was standing right in front of them, waiting to reap their lives.

"receive!"

Xiao Yu uttered another word, his voice extremely cold.

As soon as the words were spoken, the water wall began to shrink rapidly.

In a short while, the scattered crowd was brought back together.