This not only involves Zhao Liang, but also Dong Zhongshu.
What Zhao Liang lost was his life, and what Dong Zhongshu lost was his future.
Monks have always been unable to avoid fighting, and the imperial court cannot avoid open and hidden arrows. Fighting is a common thing for Dong Zhongshu.
Ba Snake, who is full of iron bones, dares to make up his mind again and again. Dong Zhongshu is indeed not afraid of fighting with the Beast Control Sect.
Even if the battle fails, the most tragic outcome would be the death of Zhao Liang and others.
And he will face this kind of result even if he doesn't fight for it.
Accordingly, Dong Zhongshu's resistance became inevitable.
Just to give everyone a chance to survive, Dong Zhongshu drew his sword and stabbed to death two water monkeys under the bamboo raft.
He held the sword in his hand and stretched out his hand to grab the bamboo pen held by Zhao Liang and push it hard. He had already crossed the water more than ten meters away.
The hounds raised by the Beast Control Sect are not ordinary domestic breeds. A few of these hounds can fight fierce tigers and kill ordinary people with ease.
Dong Zhongshu did not take the lead in casting spells towards Beast Control Sect Su Fang, but tried his best to clear up the trouble at the rear.
Sword flowers bloomed among the dogs, and bits of bloody aura continued to circulate on the long sword, bringing sharp lethality.
"Liushui Swordsmanship, are you from the Luoxia Sect?"
When an arrow from the ship flew towards Dong Zhongshu, a slight sound of surprise was heard from Su Fang.
"Kill them!"
Seeing that Dong Zhongshu didn't reply and kept killing the disciples' hounds, Su Fang gave instructions calmly.
There are so many schools of swordsmanship, there are dozens of famous ones, and hundreds or even thousands of unknown ones.
The Luoxia Sect is undoubtedly famous among the Sword Sect schools, but its ranking is relatively low.
"If you are a large sword sect like Zongheng School, I will give you three points, Luoxia Sword Sect, hum!"
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and no matter how miserable the Beast Control Sect is, it is still stronger than a backward school of Sword Sect.
The former, as a large school, has also participated in the competition among hundreds of schools, while the latter is only a part of the Sword Sect.
The Beast Control Sect cannot compete with the Zongheng School, but it can undoubtedly look down on the Luoxia Sect.
Seeing that his own arrow was blocked by Dong Zhongshu's sword and fell to the ground, Su Fang didn't take it seriously and just asked his disciples who were proficient in archery to shoot arrows from a distance.
"You are indeed in great despair!"
Arrows flew out like locusts, but Dong Zhongshu couldn't see any archery masters.
Except for Su Fang's arrow that almost hit his sword, the archery skills of many disciples were ordinary.
"return!"
With a slash of his long sword, when he cut off the neck of an attacking hound, Dong Zhongshu took out the magic weapon fan from his back and gave it a fierce slap.
Many arrows that hit the bamboo raft flew back immediately, causing a sound of horror and diving.
"Son of a bitch!"
Zhang Debiao and others cursed and jumped to the river bank, and then fought with a group of hounds. Zhao Liang was holding a bamboo pen and sweeping randomly, and guest Qing Xu Man was holding a long knife and hacking, and two horsemen were holding knives.
Guard Zhao Liang closely.
Zhang Xuezhou took out the deer-cutting knife and chopped at random without any method.
He was not good at swordsmanship, but he could not bear the ferocity of the deer knife. He would cut the flesh and break the bones casually with the knife.
"You should learn the art of swordsmanship!"
If Keqing Xu Man's random attacks were all accompanied by dodge and other defenses, Zhang Xuezhou's style of play was purely random.
Even after Dong Zhongshu blocked Zhang Xuezhou's bad words, he couldn't help but complain.
"This sword is in vain!"
Dong Zhongshu couldn't figure out how many treasures were hidden in Zhang Xuezhou's bag. Even though it was impossible to put heavy treasures in such a bag, he couldn't bear it. Zhang Xuezhou's knife was too good. The power of cutting hard was no less than his ability to stimulate blood.
A sharp strike of power.
He glanced at his sword and felt that he had to throw it away to compare.
As long as he has a sword like Zhang Xuezhou, who can kill at least three hounds with one stroke of his sword, there is no need to use flowing swordsmanship, which is good at guerrilla fighting, to deal with it.
He blocked Zhang Xuezhou twice, and it wasn't until a groom screamed that Dong Zhongshu turned around in a hurry.
"Kill these hounds and run away!"
The groom's right hand was bitten by a hound, and the bones were clearly visible. The pungent blood caused the hounds around him to bark wildly.
These hounds did not retreat timidly just because they had killed or wounded more than a dozen of their companions, and the damage caused by biting their opponents inspired these hounds to become even more enthusiastic.
Dong Zhongshu shouted, stepping on the soles of his feet repeatedly, and his body shuttled like a butterfly.
Any hound that comes within one meter of anyone will inevitably be struck by his sword.
"Feihua swordsmanship? This is the swordsmanship of Pingyang Sword Sect!"
On the big ship stationed in the middle of the river, Su Fei's face became more solemn as he looked from a distance.
The Luoxia Sect's swordsmanship is average, and the Pingyang Swordsman's swordsmanship is average and above average. The monks of these two sects do not understand each other. They are basically practicing their own swordsmanship. Those who are proficient in the swordsmanship of these two schools must have a strong background.
The opponent even has a magic fan on his body, which can deflect long-range arrows.
Most of the swordsmanship masters in the imperial court are in the military area, and few come to join the business group.
For a moment, he couldn't figure out which sect master was the one who used this kind of ability.
Su Fei frowned.
A few seconds later, he greeted the disciples, took out a transverse flute, and began to play it whimperingly.
The sound of the transverse flute drifted away, and there was a ripple in the river.
Depending on the opponent's swordsmanship, it will be difficult to kill the opponent even if the hound is destroyed. However, the water monkey has a unique advantage in the water and is not as good as the hound after landing ashore.
As for the skills of the disciples of the Beast Control Sect, let’s not talk about them.
The other party was obviously not willing to give in, and they fought back when they landed on the river bank. If they didn't sail away in a large ship, only he, the leader of the clan, could take action to quell the trouble.
Thinking of the several elders who were exterminated by the imperial court, Su Fei played the fife with a serious look on his face.
It's not that he didn't want to eliminate future troubles at the beginning, but that the masters currently available to the Beast Control Sect are extremely limited.
If he accidentally dies, the sect will be disbanded.
"Dad? Your injury?"
A young man next to Su Fei asked softly, and Su Fei shook his head, indicating that it was okay.
The ripples in the river were getting bigger and bigger, and by the time they formed circular ripples on the water, Dong Zhongshu had already started to warn, signaling everyone to retreat and try to find sheltered terrain for swimming.
"boom!"
His warning was not too late.
Just one minute later, a sound like an explosion came from the river.
As if a huge stone was thrown into the water, the river surface was exploded by the water waves, and a three-foot-tall water monster wrapped in chains jumped out of the water.
The water monster is shaped like an ape, with a flat nose, a protruding forehead, a white head and a green body, and an extremely ugly appearance.
Huge water waves accompany each other on the waves.
"Great Sage Water Monkey, help me kill them!"
Su Fei pointed towards Dong Zhongshu and others in a low voice.
"This is the eighth time. There are still two more times of assistance and I will no longer help you!"
The water monster glanced at Su Fei and responded coldly.
His eyes looked at Su Fei with no distinction between superiority and inferiority, and when he looked at Dong Zhongshu and others, he looked at them like insects.
With a wave of his hand, the river water had gathered in the palm of the water monster's hand.
This water polo technique, which Jin Wanliang had ridiculed, obviously became extraordinary in the hands of the water monster.
The huge river water continued to gather in the palm of the water monster. In just a few seconds, it crossed a distance of tens of meters and fell towards the people fighting with the hound.
Several tons of river water poured down, and in the blink of an eye, the water monster's palm began to release the second water ball technique.