In the waterscape on the overhanging wall, there are rolling waves, and the demon general is vaguely hiding in it, but it is not clear.
This is the art of water shadow, the ability to control water, which is a natural ability of the water tribe.
The monk from the Duwei Mansion rushed forward excitedly. The two figures separated as soon as they met, and one person fell down.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Although the fight between the two was brief and the waves were covering their eyes, there was still some vague guessing about who would fall.
Not long after, a Taoist carried the body of the Duwei Mansion monk back to the Pishui Boat and said in a harsh voice: "Thank you to the Central Army, Junior Brother Hu was beheaded by the demon general as soon as he came face to face with him!"
Everyone was in an uproar, with expressions of surprise on their faces, and they didn't understand whether it was the demon general who was too strong? Or the monks from the Duwei Mansion who were too weak?
Li Laiheng's expression remained unchanged and he said quietly: "Who is going again?"
Everyone looked at Li Shipeng. Because of the rules of the world of cultivation, you should get up wherever you fall. The Duwei Mansion has lost face with this demon general, so it should find it back here and send strong opponents to fight until death.
But Li Shipeng was not an impulsive person. He had already had an idea in his mind, and he just pulled out his face and did it in front of him. The person who lived and died was not a member of the Captain's Mansion. Others had to admire his shamelessness.
If he doesn't take it seriously, there are always those who can't bear their temper. So far, the Duwei Mansion of the Central Army has sent one man to fight, but the Marshal Mu's Mansion is still standing still. When the people of the Duwei Mansion don't want to lose face, the Marshal Mu's Mansion still wants to save face.
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A monk from the Marshal's Mansion stood up and said, "I am willing to go."
Without waiting for Li Laiheng to throw his order, he just walked out of the boat with great enthusiasm.
Although the Langzhong sect has not yet established a state, it has a sense of pride in its heart. It believes that although its size is small, the individual strength of the monks is not inferior to others.
Li Laiheng closed his eyes slightly and did not look at the situation of the battle. This is the magnanimity of a superior. He will not be shaken by the loss of a city or a place. After a while, another Taoist came to retaliate.
"Reporting to Senior Brother, Senior Brother Xing originally had the upper hand, but for some reason, a red light seemed to flash through, and he couldn't see clearly what it was. As a result, Senior Brother Xing was no match for the red light and was stabbed to death by a halberd."
Li Laiheng opened his eyes, flashed a sharp look, and frowned slightly.
He would definitely not reach out. As a coach, how could he step into danger? It is his responsibility to preside over the overall situation.
There are still a few experts in the natural realm in the Zhongjun Mansion, including Junior Brother Bian; but he doesn't want to send his own people to fight. In his opinion, whoever loses face should pick it up himself. There is no reason for the Zhongjun Mansion to do it.
They tell the truth.
So I kept glancing at Lan Yuanzhi and Li Shipeng, hoping that they would take the initiative. However, these two guys were both dark-hearted and thick-skinned people. They didn't care about the dissatisfied looks around them, as if they were fine, as if they were dead.
It's like they have nothing to do with it.
Li Laiheng is not a light-hearted person. How could he be led astray by such a rhythm? He just thinks to himself, while the water monsters outside are shaking the sky, and he wants to see who can't hold on first?
But he has this kind of patience, but his subordinates may not have it; the same Taoist Bian who has always been proud raised his voice and said disdainfully:
"You can eat as much food as you want, as much water as you want, and as much mud as you want. Each of the two houses of the Shepherd, Commander, and Captain will get 30% of the profit. Is that how you make it? Why don't you give me 10% and I'll take action for you?"
He was speaking out of anger, and secretly he didn't think that these two people were really willing to give in. However, as soon as he said this, Li Shipeng immediately agreed.
"Senior Brother Bian is so courageous. In this case, I will give you 10% of the 30% profit from the Duwei Mansion. I hope that Senior Brother will win the battle and be successful soon."
Lan Yuanzhi was also beating the gong, "My Marshal's Mansion is also willing to sell out 10%..."
At this point, the shameful sword can hardly be sheathed; Senior Brother Bian retracted if he was not good, and even Li Laiheng, who was in charge, could not say anything more. This has already given up 20%. In terms of actual value, this deal
It was done, except for feeling a little cheated.
Taoist Bian is also a free and easy person. In his heart, he also wants to know what is so powerful about the demon general?
He turned around and bowed to Li Laiheng, "That's it, junior brother, I'll be back as soon as I go."
A bad feeling surged in Li Laiheng's heart, "Junior brother, do what you can and don't force it. We have the water boat in hand and it won't be difficult to break through the Longjiang Water Palace."
Seeing Junior Brother Bian striding out, Li Laiheng could no longer pretend to be calm. He felt something was wrong in his heart, but he didn't know where the mistake was.
Taoist Bian looks proud, but a true fighter never underestimates his opponent. With his outstanding figure, he is neither anxious nor slow, and the black turtle under his feet is neither anxious nor impatient, walking slowly.
He stood on the back of the black turtle, with his eyes closed tightly, but his mind was focused on sensing the water where the demon general was standing, carefully observing its inner changes... For a long time, everyone thought that he was timid and afraid of his hands.
Just as he was afraid of his feet, suddenly, the black turtle jumped forward, opened his mouth and let out a turtle breath. The sound was so powerful that it blew the water in front of it into a vacuum!
The turtle's breath blows into the sea, which is the magical power of this mysterious turtle.
The water was shaken, and the demon general was exposed to the vacuum. This time was very short. No matter how strong the black turtle's breath was, it could not withstand the ubiquitous water pressure for too long, but only a few breaths were enough.
The indestructible compass was still thrown forward, and at the same time, a ray of true sun fire shot out. The temperature was so high that the surrounding river water was churning with vapor, blocking everyone's sight.
As soon as he moved here, the demon general also felt the extraordinaryness of his opponent. He changed his lazy look before, raised his big halberd, and danced like a wind and rain, and at the same time, a red light brushed over...
Water vapor, red light, soldier plate, euphorbia... there was only a "bang", as if the sky was collapsing. Even if the people watching the battle were in the boat, they felt unsteady under their feet. They took up stakes to stand still, but saw the water vapor scattered around the battlefield.
, the golden fire roared, the water was turbulent, and the strong water pressure pressed in all directions indiscriminately, making several water-pioneering boats uncontrollably retreat, and they retreated hundreds of feet away before they were able to stabilize.
In such a sudden change, the overhanging waterscape has been blurred by the ripples of the water. How can you clearly see what is happening?
When the Pishui boat stabilized again, the overhanging waterscape became normal, and the place where the battle was fought had returned to calm. The demon general was finally repelled, and his body was snatched back by several water demons. His life and death were unknown.
At the same time, Taoist Bian was also carried back by several people. When everyone saw him, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They saw that his face was like gold paper, his air was hanging by a thread, his meridians were disordered, and his Dantian was broken. He was a bit injured.
Heavy, even if you are not afraid, it will affect the future.
Li Laiheng felt great pain in his heart. The two percent profit was too much and was not worth it. He had lost the strongest combat power of his subordinates. He didn't know how many people in the opposite demon clan were like this demon general?
He casually fed Taoist Bian a three-turn golden elixir, felt cruel in his heart, gritted his teeth and shouted:
"The Water Tribe is stubborn and useless. Talking is useless. Everyone, please listen to me. We will rush over in our boats and attack their lair first!"
