The first fairy of the United States

From the current location to the sea, there are only more than 1000 miles left. Ye Wentian is also a little excited. At the current speed, he should be able to arrive tomorrow morning.

However, there was no deliberate speeding up. This was already an inland city along the coast, with a large population, and the flood speed was fast, so the control was not so precise, and other accidents could easily occur.

He just moved forward slowly and silently, and then immersed himself in the previous battle, summing up his own shortcomings and the opponent's strengths, and turning all this into his own experience.

Songhu Hongkou Concession.

"The road is blocked by eight squares! That man in this group killed the priest of my island country twice in a row. I will cut him into pieces!"

"Hihara Colonel, calm down."

"Shiro-kun, where is that person now?"

"Reporting back to Colonel, the Chinese are probably approaching Jinling now, and they should arrive at the seaport early tomorrow morning."

"Notify all the sects in my island country to prepare an ambush in advance, and order the garrison to set up machine guns and mortars at the mouth of the Huangpu River. I will make it impossible for this person and that person to come and go!"

"Hi!"

British Concession.

In a heavily guarded hall, vampires, werewolves, and the Holy See sat together.

"Everyone has received the news this morning. This Chinese people openly massacred our people in Chibi, and now they are killing extraordinary people in the European cultivation world in Shuzhou.

The purpose of calling everyone here today is to discuss how to deal with this Chinese man. According to his route, he should be heading towards the Songhu outlet. "Dracula Caesar said first.

"Old Bat, why are you talking so much nonsense? Just block him and kill him!"

"you……"

William Churchill had a bad temper, and werewolves and vampires were old enemies. The dispute between the two had lasted for decades. Now that they were sitting so close, they started to quarrel.

If everyone hadn't needed the strength of all parties to fight against the Chinese monastic community, it is estimated that William Churchill would have started a fight with Dracula Caesar at this time.

"Okay! Stop arguing. There is news that the Japanese devils have begun to set up an ambush at the Huangpu River estuary. Let's find a place to wait for the arrival of the Chinese!"

The person who spoke was Calvin Weir of the Holy See. His position was Archbishop, and above him was the Pope. This person's cultivation level was almost the same as Zhang Daoquan, at least half a step closer to becoming a god.

This time, it was also because he received news about the massacre and expulsion of people from the Holy See in the Chinese monastic community that he was sent by the Pope to deal with the matter. He also joined forces with vampires and werewolves with the intention of using them as cannon fodder.

There are no witches or magic practitioners among these people. Most of them work alone and rarely gather together, so there is no contact with Dracula Caesar this time.

The power of the Holy See is the nemesis of vampires and werewolves, not to mention that the pious power of Calvin Weir is extremely huge, and it spreads involuntarily when angry, making the two bosses of vampires and werewolves look solemn and dare not act rashly.

The quarrel naturally stopped. Both of them nodded and agreed to Calvin Weir's proposal. They called everyone out and headed towards the Huangpu River Estuary.

Half of the moon hung sideways, and night came quietly. The concession occupied by the Japanese happened to be close to the Huangpu River estuary. At this time, the soldiers who came after receiving the order had just set up weapons, equipment and defenses.

Cavin Weir and his party walked through half of the city and arrived here.

"Who is it?" These soldiers raised their guns, and the weapons and equipment turned their direction, facing Cavin Weir and his party.

Everyone stopped, and behind William Churchill, a vampire who could understand Japanese came forward and answered:

"NoNoNo! Put down your guns. You are seeking death. I want to see your boss!"

The words were mixed with English, but it did not prevent the Japanese from understanding them. Seeing that none of these people had Asian faces, they did not dare to shoot and quickly turned their heads to a man wearing a major uniform.

The major was about to step forward to ask, when a sentence came from the woods not far away:

"You all should stand down and do your own thing!"

"Hi!"

Then a middle-aged man wearing a kimono and a black hat walked out. He also held a samurai sword in his hand. He had heavy makeup on his face, and a strange aura came to his face.

This person is the successor of Yoshida Shinto in the island country, Sato, who is also a relative of the current Japanese emperor. As a judge of Yoshida Shinto, Sato is basically one of the highest cultivation in the entire sect. He has reached the late stage of innateness. In order to rob and kill Ye Wentian, he also brought the powerful ghost Xue Nu from the island country.

When people from the European cultivation community came over, he discovered that these people had extraordinary powers, so he stopped the soldiers and came out to investigate.

"I wonder what you would like to do with your presence?"

"We want to cooperate with you to rob and kill the Chinese dragons."

"Oh~ of course!"

"..."

After reaching Xiantian level or above, language cannot be a barrier to communication. Then the two groups began to discuss in detail how to block Ye Wentian from the seaport.

The Chinese monastic community is currently busy with various disputes, and they don't know that these foreign extraordinary aliens have ambushed them at the seaport. Even if they knew, they would not be able to arrive in time to provide help.

Ye Wentian and his entourage were still approaching the final destination, passing through Jinling and passing through Jiyang. It took a whole night before they reached the seaport section.

The dark night passed, the sky gradually became brighter, and the cumulonimbus clouds that had been following the sky were blown away, revealing a rare clear sky. The sun rose on the horizon in front, reflecting the distance into a golden and red color.

Now it is the real coast, the sea and land are empty, the salty wind is howling, ruffling Ye Wentian's clothes and hair, standing on the water with a heroic figure, exuding a sense of being out of the world from the inside to the outside.

The mobilization of the Japanese garrison yesterday had already reached the ears of the big guys in the city. At this moment, there were many people from various major forces on the other side of the Huangpu River where the ambush was, waiting to see where the Japanese garrison was ambush. Here is what kind of tricks you want to play.

The road section in front of the outlet is about ten kilometers wide. When it reaches this water surface, the flood has already spread to the left and right, and the water surface has dropped a lot, from five feet high to the current two feet.

Ye Wentian just walked forward quietly, and Jiaolong also said nothing, concentrating on alert, waiting for the final disaster to come.

After a cup of tea, an island across the middle of the river appeared in his eyes. Ye Wentian pondered for a second, then immediately came to his senses and walked to the waterway on the left.

They did not move closer to Songhu because there was a large population there and there was still one last disaster to come on this trip to Jiao. If they moved closer there, they might still hurt unrelated people.

The flood is centered on the island and flows from both sides. Ye Wentian is no longer controlling the flood near Songhu. He is just waiting for it to flow forward. It is estimated that the two-foot-high wave will calm down on its own in a short time. Melt into the water at the estuary.

The rest of the floodwater continued to move forward under the control of Ye Wentian. The water surface narrowed here, and the water level of the floodwater gathered in the middle, raising it by one foot.