Huyang, Dingbokou.

When Zhou Jing and his group came here in the rain, the nearby area had turned into a marsh country, with a large area of ​​land flooded. Even in places where they could settle, the water level was close to the waist, muddy, one foot deep and the other foot shallow, making it difficult to move.

Not far away, the breach of the river embankment expanded countless times. The turbid river water was wrapped in mud and sand, rushing out along the gap, making a rumble, like a roar of a yellow dragon.

Moreover, the heavy rain was continuous at this time, which continued to boost the water level, causing the water level of the Shahe River to rise and there was no sign of flooding.

"Oh, this flood is too serious, what should I do?"

"Master, why don't we evacuate this big flood? How could we solve the problem of such a big flood?"

"Yes, and it's still raining now. Why don't we wait until the flood recedes and stops the current, then we will block the junction again? Anyway, it's already affected by the disaster, so it's not a bad day for these days, so there's no need to take this risk."

Many soldiers looked at the horrifying scene in front of them and couldn't help but feel awesome. They all retreated and tried hard to persuade them.

Although they came over together after Zhou Jing's order, they saw the scene in front of them and really didn't know what they could do.

If they fight with the enemy, they will kill without saying a word. But this kind of power of heaven and earth, the body of the mortal body is just a mantis arm to block the chariot. No matter how many people go up, they will be washed away by the flood in an instant and buried in the waves. They don’t want to die in vain.

"Stop quarrel, let me think about it..."

Zhou Jing interrupted everyone and observed the breaking dam, and couldn't help but have a headache.

He can only say that he has only a little understanding of the knowledge of water conservancy, and probably knows that the solution to breaking the dam is to block the mouth and refilling the dam.

It is indeed the safest to wait for the water to level up before blocking it, but by that time everything should be flooded, the loss is already huge.

Zhou Jing gritted his teeth and turned around and ordered:

"You collect some trees, earth, stones and other materials nearby. The more you are, the better. I'll try it out first. Can I curb the rush of the water flow?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and quickly grabbed Zhou Jing with all his wits and his face was full of anxiety:

"The village master, I can't do it!"

"We know that the village leader has excellent martial arts skills, but this fierce flood is far from comparable to the military formation. How could it be compared with the military function?"

"If the village leader has a good or bad situation, then we will be punished if we die a hundred times!"

Zhou Jing couldn't help but throw away a few people and shouted:

"Don't let my mother go, I can't die, so hurry up and collect materials."

After saying that, he jumped under his feet, mud and water exploded, and he jumped high, drew an arc, and jumped to the peak with the most intense water at the breach.

Zhou Jing fell like a meteor, and fell into the water with a thud. He immediately felt the powerful force of the surging force of Mo Yu, and was bombarding towards him.

This force is so strong that it is far better than a thousand troops. Before he could stabilize his body, he was washed out by the flood.

Zhou Jing held his breath and ran his martial arts flames with all his strength, as if he was falling from a thousand pounds. He split his legs and suddenly inserted it into the riverbed, slitting his feet until he reached his thighs.

"Dinghai Pile!"

Zhou Jing shouted muffled and used the stubborn exercises of the Haijing School, twisting the muscles and bones of the body to death, holding the internal strength to sink, and sinking the center of gravity to tightly, turning himself into a human-shaped nail and inserting it into the riverbed to prevent it from being washed away.

Huhuhuhuhu

The dark red martial arts aura that was fully stimulated emerged from him, burning beneath the water, rolling up circles of whirlpools beside him, but no one could see it in the flooding flood.

Zhou Jing's fists were horizontally on his waist, his legs penetrated deep into the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, and he set up a stance to stabilize his body.

But the next moment, he suffered a stronger confrontation. The flood washed away without interruption. The impact made him slowly retreat, and his legs shoveled out two ditches from the mud and sand.

It seemed as if there were countless fists, and they were hitting him with a blow, without any gap.

At the same time, the water flow around him was like a ubiquitous hand, with the force moving in a messy and vigorous manner, either pushing or pulling, constantly tearing and destroying his balance center of gravity.

Zhou Jing's forehead burst out with blue veins, his face turned red, and he pressed against the surging water flow, and his fists placed on his waist suddenly shot hard in front of him.

The dark red martial arts aura flowed rapidly along the muscle meridians of the two arms, and was released from the palm of the palm.

Buzz!

The next moment, two invisible air walls that were hundreds of times larger than their palms suddenly pushed out.

Vajra Sect, Prajna Mahashi Seal!

The powerful palm power collided with the stunning flood with an astonishing impact.

Bang!!!

It was like a thunder exploded, and a huge column of water soared into the sky.

Under the fierce collision, the rushing peak seemed to have a moment of pause.

"What kind of divine power is this?!"

When many men on the shore saw this scene, they all fell off their chins and looked incredible.

However, before they could scream, the next moment, Houlang would make up for it.

The kinetic energy accumulated when the flood stopped suddenly exploded with stronger force and suddenly swept down!

boom!!

Zhou Jing broke through the water and fell not far from the shore, rolling in the mud.

He was wet all over, covered with mud, sand and grass leaves, and was quite embarrassed.

Everyone was shocked and hurried up to support him, fearing that the leader of the village would make any mistakes.

"I'm fine."

Zhou Jing waved his hand to refuse, gritted his teeth and stood up, feeling the stars in front of him, and the sound of his ears buzzed.

He gasped for a few times, adjusted his breath before cursing:

"Grandma, it turns out he can't stop it."

Isn't this normal?!

Everyone's mouth twitched and their hearts roared.

When ordinary people see this kind of scene, how can they need to try it before they realize that it doesn’t work? You can tell at a glance that you can’t stop this natural power!

Only the leader of his own village was so reckless, he had the courage to block the flood. If he had been a normal person, he would have been swept away to death long ago.

Without paying attention to all the minions, Zhou Jing spat out a mouthful of sand, feeling distressed.

The fourth apostle Chen Feng was fierce, but he was still in the field of human power. He was also a martial artist without many magical means. He had not reached the realm of physical strength to withstand the heavy pressure of thousands of acres of rivers.

Just a little while after the full burst of force just now, a lot of energy was consumed. If it weren't for the final leaping out, the martial arts aura would have been consumed within a few seconds and he would have been washed to somewhere.

After all, its own energy attributes are less than the high-level level, and when it explodes with all its strength, the consumption is far beyond the usual combat operations. The difference in speed is like a faucet and a high-power pump.

Because the outbreak was too severe, Zhou Jing couldn't help but feel a little painful in his body, his muscles were sore and weak, and his meridians were damaged.

"Most of the moves I use now are martial arts from this world. Although they can also use martial arts aura, they are not suitable after all... If you want to maximize the power of martial arts aura, you still need advanced martial arts skills in the main world."

Zhou Jing flashed this thought and felt helpless.

The Super Energy Academy attaches too much importance to gradual progress. Each layer of super energy knowledge must pass the assessment before it can be taught. If only it can be crammed, I will be fucking practicing!

Zhou Jing exhaled, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and invited everyone to collect materials. Then he carried various soil, rocks, plants and trees together, and entered water from both sides of the breach to fill the embankment, so as to minimize the speed of breach expansion.

As long as he doesn't face Hongfeng, he can still stand with his physique, and his efficiency in filling the embankment is far greater than that of the soldiers around him.

If someone is swept away by the water flow, Zhou Jing can save people quickly, and the responsibility is the heaviest.

The group worked hard here and were very busy.

Although he knew that the water was dropping off the bucket, when everyone saw Zhou Jing leading the way, they gritted their teeth to repair the river bank. Although they were so tired that they were sore and soft, they had no complaints.

After a long time, a rustling sound of water suddenly sounded not far away, as if a large group of people were wading in the water.

Zhou Jing and others looked up and saw a group of ragged villagers holding farm tools such as hoes, wooden rakes, and about 300 people.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Jing frowned and asked.

A young man walked out of the crowd, a little cramped, but he still clasped his fists and asked loudly: "Is this the leader of Chen Feng, the village who is known as the Dragon King?"

"Yes, it's me." Zhou Jing nodded.

When the young man was happy, he hurriedly explained: "I have met the master of Chen. It's like this. We planned to escape from the disaster, but on the way, I heard that Chenzhai was mainly coming to Dingbokou to deal with the flood, so I formed some township heroes to come and see if I could help..."

After listening to his story, Zhou Jing understood.

Another group of people who were sent back to the mountain to seek help was worried that it would be too slow to go back and forth, so they spread rumors on the way, informing all the villagers they met that their village leader was going to Dingbokou to rescue disasters and urgently needed manpower and asked for assistance.

After these villagers were passed down by word of mouth, this matter spread.

There are many people practicing martial arts in Huyang, and there are many people with strong spirits. Even though the government used the five strategies to defeat the thief to centrally manage many villagers, there were still people in the wild who escaped. Moreover, with Chen Feng's recent actions, many people have resigned from the supervision of the government.

Hearing that Chen Feng didn't even bother to fight, he rushed to rescue the disaster. As soon as many villagers planned, they immediately slapped their thighs and decided to pull up the village hero and go to help the field!

No matter what, Huyang is our hometown, and it is related to future survival. Even Chen Feng, who was attacked by the court, went to rescue the disaster as soon as possible, and many people were unable to ignore it.

For villagers, they may not dare to kill people in war, but they can still help with their work!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jing was relieved and not polite, and said loudly: "Everyone is here just right. We are short of staff. You should have all been stumbled upon by my Longwang Village. You are not sick. Come and help."

"Okay!"
To be continued...