When Zhou Lizi saw the map of creation, she lowered her body and frowned, ready to prepare.
Ma Chengwang threw the map of creation in the air and fired a red light towards Zhou Lizi.
Zhou Lizi raised her head and glanced at the incense cloud cover above her head. She cast a spell and released a golden light. When the fire came, the thin curtain was not ignited.
Ma Chengwang raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth, nodded, pointed at the Good Fortune Diagram, and the Good Fortune Diagram immediately sent a golden light towards Zhou Lizi.
Zhou Lizi also used fragrant clouds to cover her body, but she didn't expect that the creation map had changed. The golden light flew close to her, and suddenly turned into earth, fire, and feng shui, all approaching.
Zhou Lizi didn't have time to react. With a cry, a big hole was blown out of the Xiangyun Gai and it fell to the ground.
Cao Jingguo shouted proudly: "Good fight!"
Xia Zhengxiang and others also cheered.
Jiang Xuesong clasped his hands in worry: "Teacher?"
Zhou Lizi looked at the broken curtains on the ground, took out the landslide cauldron, and tilted it slightly towards Ma Chengwang.
The ground shook, the mountains shook, and there was a roar, as if there was a real avalanche, and a white light shone towards Ma Chengwang.
Ma Chengwang didn't dare to raise his head, so he lowered his body and stamped his feet. The diagram of creation unfolded and released a golden light.
The white light emitted by the landslide cauldron, when illuminated by the golden light, turned into earth, fire, feng shui, and dissipated.
Zhou Lizi's most powerful move was broken like this. She sighed helplessly, shook her head, and turned around to go back.
Ma Chengwang began to negotiate terms: "Open the gate to release water, and the water source will belong to our Bingshan Road from now on!"
Zhou Lizi turned around and looked at Lin Xiaodong and said, "The fight is not over yet."
Lin Xiaodong walked forward expressionlessly.
Ma Chengwang glanced at Lin Xiaodong, but he didn't expect Zhou Lizi to actually let him play. He couldn't help but clapped his hands and laughed: "Are you really going to use him to deal with me?
Zhou Lizi, did you deliberately ask him to die, or did you really believe his lies?"
Cao Jingguo pointed at Zhou Lizi and said angrily: "How dare you despise me, Bingshan Dao, like this?
Where did you find a kid who wants to take action against the horse racing stable?"
Xia Zhengxiang said disdainfully to Lin Xiaodong: "Young man, you are still young, don't take a trip into this muddy water. These are two major matters, related to the water supply of the people downstream, and you have no say!"
Lin Xiaodong said calmly: "I asked Palace Master Zhou to cut off the water."
The faces of everyone on Bingshan Road gradually turned from ridicule to anger.
Ma Chengwang asked Zhou Lizi: "Is that so?"
Zhou Lizi nodded: "That's right."
Ma Chengwang showed a fierce expression: "You are evil and have come up with this poisonous plan to make the downstream people unable to eat water.
And you, Zhou Lizi, have listened to the slander, how can you continue to be the leader of the Taoist sect?"
Zhou Lizi said: "Dao Lin has come a long way. He doesn't have time to wait for you to slowly mobilize his troops. Let's just give you a chance and let you come on your own initiative."
Ma Chengwang glanced sideways: "Come from afar?"
Lin Xiaodong announced his family name: "Yao Di said to Lin Xiaodong from Chonghua Palace in Yunlan Mountain, do you still want to fight?"
Ma Chengwang became even angrier after hearing this, and glared: "You, a man from Yao Di Road, are here to meddle in our Bingshan Road's business, and you are here to come up with this evil plan?"
Zhou Lizi said impatiently: "You came here today just to test the strength of our Lan Chang Dao sect?
This person is our number one master of Lan Chang Road."
"Oh, not only Lanchang Road, but also Shannan Road, Anshan Road, Xinnan Road, Jining Road, Yaodi Road, and Lin Daochang have no rivals."
Everyone on Bingshan Road laughed.
Cao Jingguo burst into tears with laughter, pointed at Lin Xiaodong and said: "You said this person is your number one master of Lan Changdao?
Then you Lan Changdao are really terrible, hahahaha!"
Jia Yushan said contemptuously: "You said he is the number one master of each Taoist sect. Have you asked the leaders?"
Xia Zhengxiang shouted: "Zhou Lizi, are you old and confused?
Where did you find such a pretty boy? Isn't he your male favorite?"
Zhou Lizi was so angry that her face turned red and white, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What did you say?"
Xia Zhengxiang held his hands behind his back and raised his head: "I told you..." Before he could finish his words, he heard a crisp slap in the face, which made Xia Zhengxiang's head tilt and left clear palm prints on half of his face.
He covered his face and looked left and right, glaring angrily: "Who hit me?"
Lin Xiaodong, who was standing far away, said calmly: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will cut out your tongue."
Nearly two hundred Taoists from both sides were watching. Xia Zhengxiang made a big fool of himself and said angrily, "You hit me?"
Lin Xiaodong's eyes were like dead water: "You should fight."
How could Xia Zhengxiang bear such grievance? He picked up the Lieyang Flag and rushed forward, saying to Ma Chengwang: "Master of the Horse Pavilion, look at me taking the life of this evil man!"
Ma Chengwang nodded in acquiescence, and Xia Zhengxiang came to Lin Xiaodong and displayed the Lieyang Flag.
Lin Xiaodong raised his hand and pointed, and the power of the Lieyang Flag was eliminated. No matter how Xia Zhengxiang waved it, it was useless.
Xia Zhengxiang picked up the Lieyang Flag and looked at it suspiciously. He saw that there was no damage, but the magic power had dissipated inexplicably.
He asked Lin Xiaodong angrily: "What kind of magic did you use?"
Zhou Lizi said coldly: "You haven't seen Taoist Master Lin's true ability yet!"
Xia Zhengxiang grinned and fired a shot of cooling beads.
Lin Xiaodong stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the cool beads fell to the ground with his sleeve, and a piece of clear frost formed on the grass.
Xia Zhengxiang looked at Lin Xiaodong and then at the Qingliang beads on the ground. He thought he was dazzled and said blankly with his mouth open: "How is that possible?"
Lin Xiaodong only said one word: "Get out."
Xia Zhengxiang's face was so red that he couldn't walk or stand still.
This time I was really embarrassed. Not only was I slapped in the face, but I also lost to a young Taoist who was fifty or sixty years younger than me. How could I be the leader again in the future?
Ma Chengwang was even more gloomy on the side. He didn't even see clearly what means Lin Xiaodong used to drop the Lieyang Flag and the Cooling Bead one after another, and he didn't know how he slapped Xia Zhengxiang from the air.
The expressions of everyone on Bingshan Road changed and they began to whisper among themselves. They realized that it was not Zhou Lizi who had lost her mind, but that this young man was indeed unusual.
Zeng Maode, the third disciple of Ma Chengwang, broke the situation and stepped forward with a black-hook sword in his hand: "Look, I have broken your evil spell!"
After hearing this, Xia Zhengxiang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went back with a gray face.
Zeng Maode came to Lin Xiaodong and saw that he was unarmed and asked: "What weapon do you use?"
Show it up!"
Lin Xiaodong spread his hands and made a gesture of invitation: "You can take action."
Zeng Maode couldn't help but became furious when he saw that Lin Xiaodong despised him so much. He unsheathed his hooked sword and stabbed Lin Xiaodong straight into the chest.
Lin Xiaodong didn't even want to hide, and the black-hook sword pierced his chest silently.
Zeng Maode only felt that there was no resistance at all from the black hook sword. The man was clearly standing in front of him, but it was clearly stabbed in the air.
He looked up and was stunned. The black hook sword had indeed stabbed Lin Xiaodong and even passed through.
But Lin Xiaodong's body was just a phantom in the breeze, without flesh and blood.
Zeng Maode stared, stepped back, and retracted the black-hook sword. There was also no resistance, as if he had stabbed the sword in the air.