Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 418: Hidden Minions, Blood Lotus Shape

"I'm so angry! When I recover from my injuries, I will definitely massacre the three counties."

In the Dongshan section of the Li River, in the turbulent river that is hundreds of feet wide, a young, half-broken crocodile, as thick as a baby's wrist, opened its mouth and roared silently.

The fire of hatred in his eyes could not be extinguished even with all the water in the four seas and three rivers.

"First, he repeatedly provoked me to leave, then he took my son away and led me to attack the county government and fight to the death with Cui Guangling.

He even secretly used poisonous tactics to catch them all in one fell swoop, but surprisingly, I was fooled..."

The old crocodile was angry and regretful. He banged his head hard against the sand and soil at the bottom of the river. This time, he suffered a great loss.

The baby offspring, who were nurtured from crocodile eggs, have a solid foundation and deep spirituality. Once they hatch, they will be able to step into Zhenwu with the help of heaven in a very short time.

With the help of countless human blood, he has made up for his spiritual wisdom. Not only will his cultivation progress rapidly, but his own child will also have the hope of returning to his ancestral form and turning into a dragon...

By then, with the blood connection, if you get any opportunity, your future will be limitless.

At least, you won't be driven around by others without any power to resist.

At the very least, he must be a powerful figure in a region, occupying vast and fertile land as his foundation. From then on, he will have the basis for achieving enlightenment.

But, it was all ruined.

Thinking about his precious offspring that he had painstakingly nurtured for twenty years but had never hatched, and which was smashed into pieces by someone and then turned into filthy blood by the blood sword, the old crocodile felt so distressed that it seemed as if a hole had been created in his heart.

"Zhou Ping'an... so cruel. I will remember you, and Yu Changsheng as well. The bitch and the man must all die."

After he had been fuming for a while at the bottom of the river, he finally remembered the important matter.

The spirit quietly stretched out, locked onto several water monsters swimming in the river, and conveyed the order to lie in wait for an opportunity.

Next, it sinks into the gravel and soil, occasionally encountering small fish or shrimp passing by, and then it pokes its head out to eat them.

This time the injury was too severe, and it slowly devoured flesh and blood to replenish itself.

It will take quite some time.

He didn't even dare to move around randomly and kill people wantonly...

I was afraid that the noise would be too loud and attract attention from the shore.

Although the old crocodile hated Zhou Ping'an with all his might, he did not dare to underestimate him at all.

This was a pretty big fall.

If you still remain careless, the enemy might find your location and come directly to kill you, and you will be completely doomed.

……

"I can't find him. In this vast river, who knows where he might be hiding?
Now, the invading water monster has also gone into hiding. The old crocodile is very cautious."

Zhou Ping'an poked his head out from the grass on the shore, and withdrew his scattered spirit, only feeling slightly tired mentally.

He kept exerting his mental strength to the extreme without stopping for two hours, carefully analyzing hundreds of thousands of large and small fish in the shallow and middle layers of the water. The workload was enormous.

But even so, he still didn't find any trace of the Southern Scaled Demon Leader.

It seemed as if the other party had completely disappeared from the river.

Not only did I not find the target.

He also discovered that those aggressive water monsters, such as fish, shrimps, crabs, etc., began to slowly sink to the bottom of the water and there was no more movement.

It was as if in this river, tens of thousands of water monsters had never existed and had never been here.

"What a quick reaction! This time, even if we want to kill the monster, it's already a little too late."

You can't just randomly chop at the river with a knife, hoping to kill a few fish and shrimps by luck.
Zhou Pingan sighed, turned his head and looked at a petite figure walking out of the woods, "Uncle Master, have all the boats gathered?"

"Just as you expected, the 78 ships of Longmu Village did not turn around and leave. Instead, they gathered their ships and sped up their sails. They are approaching."

There was surprise in Yu Changsheng's eyes.

In fact, she couldn't understand what those people were thinking. They suffered such a great defeat, even their leader was dead, and the old crocodile, their protector, was nowhere to be seen.

In this situation, how can the other party still maintain the fighting spirit?
Don’t you know how to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune?
"It's not surprising, because even if they go back, they won't be able to bear the consequences. They are arrogant and unreasonable, otherwise, why would they be called [Yaoman]?"

Zhou Pingan sneered.

The local military equipment of Dayu was in disrepair. Apart from the private armies of various forces, the county and prefecture soldiers were basically vulnerable. Once they encountered the slightest setback, they would immediately flee.

This was also the biggest reason why the monsters in the north advanced frantically and Dayu lost cities and territories one after another.

The court is unjust, and the lower classes are suffering...

Ordinary soldiers no longer have any reason to fight for anyone, they just want to survive.

Fighting and dying on the battlefield, his wife, children and the elderly at home might be even more miserable.

It would be better to escape with your life, which would be a better situation.

In this world, whoever wants to protect it can do so.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

In this situation, how can we still have the tenacious fighting spirit?

However, the monsters are different. They grew up in the worst possible environment, killing and killing. Until they reach their wits' end, they will still be extremely ferocious.

Not to mention the death of a leader, even if many people died, they would still invade like mad dogs.

If you want to eliminate this threat, you can't scare it away by scaring it away, you have to use strong measures.

"Destroy the ship, kill the general, disperse those totem warriors, and then send troops to encircle and suppress them."

Within a short period of time, Zhou Ping'an had already formulated a strategy.

To completely destroy an army, they didn't need to kill them one by one, which was too time-consuming and inefficient. They only needed to do the most critical step.

"Tang Lin'er and Wei Liancheng have each led 10,000 soldiers and have arrived."

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and the ground was shaking slightly.

Looking back, he saw flags like a forest and smoke and dust billowing in the distance. Zhou Ping'an knew that the troops from Dongshan had arrived.

I'm afraid that these two generals did not delay for a moment after receiving the letter from the carrier pigeon. They directly dispatched troops and quickly left the city and rushed to the river.

"Take action."

The two men smiled at each other, and two figures, one blue and one white, pulled out layers of strong winds and flew side by side.

One step on the water, one sweep into the air, like two sharp arrows, they rushed towards the Hongtong fleet.

Waves of blood rolled, ships exploded, and countless soldiers were rushed into the river with a splash, and the sound of wailing was heard.

……

"Grandmaster, I would like to obtain a blood lotus to reshape my body and repair my injuries. I beg for mercy."

Cui Guangling's body had recovered by now, and he looked no different from before in the lobby.

However, if you look carefully, you can find that his breath has become much weaker and his face is eerily pale.

Can you believe that someone who practices Blood Shadow Magic is actually suffering from anemia?
From here we can also see how much damage Zhou Ping'an's sea-splitting sword caused him.

The place where the sword was cut has been erased from the root and the rules.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, it would not be as simple as losing half his life, but his entire body would have been lost.

'Damn this guy, he's so insidious, so vicious, he hid in the corner, even I didn't notice him, how did he hide? '

Cui Guangling was extremely angry and hid in the underground palace, but he still saw black spots.

He just let go a little and watched the changing situation on the chessboard... Before he could start to clean up the endgame, a dead piece on the board suddenly jumped up and bit him hard.

It's simply unbearable.

If I had known this would happen, why would I have kept a tiger as a threat? I could have just sent out soldiers to crush him to death.

Cui Guangling is a very scheming person.

The moment I saw the golden light coming towards me, I had actually realized something was wrong.

He also discovered that the golden light contained a ferocious force. If he did not take it, he would be in great danger if the other party swung his sword under the impact.

Therefore, you can only swing your sword to attack in advance and break the attack before it explodes.

Unexpectedly, I fell into a trap.

It was because the sword was too fierce that the golden egg was destroyed, resulting in no possibility of reconciliation between him and the old crocodile, and he had no choice but to fight to the death.

In the end, someone else took advantage of the situation.

In this battle, he was plotted against everywhere and was just like a clown.

The injury is nothing serious.

He really couldn't stand this kind of humiliation.

"waste!"

The young man in red robe was lying on the armchair, holding the blood grapes handed to him by the maid in his mouth, with a look of dissatisfaction.

"With such a treasure in hand, you couldn't defeat that old crocodile, and were even ambushed by someone else. Are you trying to make me laugh to death?"

His eyes passed over the Wanling Blood Sword on Cui Guangling's waist, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he held back and just cursed: "It's useless to give you the Blood Lotus, Cui Guangling, instead of trying to squeeze out my little stock, you might as well prepare for the blood sacrifice.

I don't want much, just three cities, no, just two cities of blood food...

As long as I recover from my injuries, I can help you eliminate all the enemies with just a few moves. Why would you need to go through so much trouble?"

"That's not how it should be done, Grandmaster. I have always been respectful and have provided no less than 500 pairs of boys and girls over the years.

He even prepared two small blood sacrifices to restore the ancestor from a trace of blood to his current state. He has done his utmost to be kind and righteous. You won't even give him a blood lotus?"

Cui Guangling looked even more humble and miserable, and begged pleadingly.

"Get lost. I've already told you that if you want something, you have to pay for it. Is this your first day meeting me, old ancestor?
Without my help, you would be nothing more than a poor warrior with low martial arts skills and a weak body. You might have died in the mountains and forests long ago. How could you be so successful now? It's foolish of you to negotiate with me at this time."

The red-robed old man's eyes were filled with ferocity, his eyes narrowed into triangles, and he stared at Cui Guangling intently.

If I didn't need this person to do things for me, I would have slapped him to death long ago.

However, the spiritual tide has just passed the second wave, and it is not yet the best time for it to be born.

Didn't you see that old crocodile? He could only use 30% of his abilities and was unable to truly unleash the power of his body refining.

As a result, he was cheated to the point of being in ecstasy and death by one or two of his juniors.

We must be cautious about the lessons learned from the past.

"In that case, it's not the disciple's fault."

Cui Guangling raised his head.

There was coldness in his eyes.

"Please come on the road and give your disciple a helping hand."

As he spoke, he drew out the bloody sword in his hand and wiped it across his palm.

Watered with blood, the sword suddenly emitted a tremendous red light and pierced straight into the pattern on the ground.

(End of this chapter)