Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 165 164 Defeating the Enemy
"Oh, it seems they have discovered us."

Zheng Yanchang was riding a tall horse with pure black fur and lively eyes, which made him look extraordinary at first glance.

Chili was panting heavily, but he was not tired. Li Cunxiao had to hold the horse's belly tightly.

Are you in heat?
The Zheng family has been a noble family for generations, and many high-ranking officials and dignitaries have come from the family. It is not surprising that there are descendants of Tianma.

"How does Zheng Changshi think we can defeat the enemy?"

Facing the second-in-command of the provincial capital, Yuanguang was very humble. After all, this operation was mainly carried out by the government.

But his inquiry for countermeasures was merely a formality. After all, the demonic sect only had a few hundred demons, while they had four hundred elite soldiers.

Not to mention Zheng Yanchang himself, who was a great master of the sixth realm. With him in charge, it was unlikely that any accidents would happen.

This time, the crackdown is a sure thing, and it can be said to be a sure achievement.

"I've long heard about the power of the Vajra Yaksha Mingwang body in Tiangu Temple, so the bandit leader Liu Weizhi asked Master Yuanguang for help."

"As for the remaining altar masters, it depends on General Su and Li Sanlang. What do you think?"

Naturally, everyone had no objection.

In fact, if Zheng Yanchang had taken action, he would have won faster, but troubled times were approaching, and in order to prevent any unexpected events, the city guards naturally had to train.

Moreover, a reward was offered to all the incense masters and hall masters for participating in this battle.

If he starts killing people indiscriminately, others will have to return empty-handed, which would make him seem like a bad person.

The original intention of inviting Li Cunxiao was to help him gain merit and build closer relations.

Helping each other will deepen the friendship; constantly showing kindness will only make people look down on you.

As for the materials needed for the rewards, they will naturally be drawn from the spoils of this battle.

Kill two birds with one stone, why not?

Seeing that the Ming Cult had discovered the city guards, Zheng Yanchang immediately ordered the entire army to speed up and surround them on three sides.

The war drums rumbled, the flags fluttered, and the dust billowed.

The city guards, numbering 400, had an extraordinary aura.

Among these people, the lowest ones are soldiers who can control their qi and blood and train every day. They are far from comparable to the soldiers of the Ming Cult.

Soon after the two sides came into contact, the Ming Cult began to collapse and fled towards the camp.

Seeing this, Yuanguang simply slashed his hand in the air, and the green true energy was compressed into a huge crescent-shaped wind blade, which easily destroyed the gate of the camp.

Li Cunxiao still remembers that when he was escorting an escort, he attacked the camp of the Eight Kings Bandits. At that time, he had just been promoted to a muscleman. In order to avoid being ambushed by masters, he set fire to the camp and forced out two small leaders.

However, now, looking at Yuanguang strolling in the garden and easily capturing the camp, he was shocked and couldn't help but think.

The destructive power of advanced warriors, especially those who possess true qi, has long exceeded the limits of ordinary people, and it is no big deal for them to defeat a hundred people at once.

And a few days ago, the words of King Mu Gong of the East directly pointed to the essence of martial arts.

The human body is a small world, and the true form can conquer demons and become the master. Then, should it be connected to the big world of the universe?

If a warrior reaches that level, every move he makes will be accompanied by the power of heaven and earth.

Moving mountains and filling the sea, destroying cities and destroying countries, then the only purpose of the army is to suppress internal rebellion?

The Cui brothers and Shi Tie had demonstrated the art of combined attack before. So, was there any secret technique in the army that could gather the strength of thousands or even tens of thousands of people?

The Dragon Sparrow Sword rang softly, and blood-jade-like true energy attached to it. Wherever Li Cunxiao swung the sword, the human body was as fragile as tofu, and it fell into pieces with a slight touch.

After all, the snake spear is a mid-grade magic treasure with great power and consumes more true energy, so it is better to just carry it on the back.

Before finding those sect leaders, the Dragon Sparrow Sword is enough to deal with warriors who use muscles and internal organs, and it can also save a lot of true energy.

"What a sharp knife! I haven't seen Junior Brother Li fighting with others, but when it comes to chopping and killing, he seems very experienced."

Yuan Guang didn't linger for long. After just a quick glance, he rushed to the most conspicuous spot in the camp, his voice like a bell:
"Where is the thief commander?!"

boom! ! ! !

Before he could finish his words, a tent somewhere in the camp suddenly exploded, and more than a dozen city guards were blown back by the burst of golden true energy, their limbs broken, and several lines of blood were splattered.

Li Cunxiao, who was fighting, noticed it instantly, looked back, and was shocked.

In the smoke and dust, a minotaur three meters tall slowly stood up.

Its upper body is naked, and the black armor skirt on its lower body protects its vital parts. It shines with light when infused with true energy, and can automatically adjust and adapt with the changes in its body shape. It is obviously a magic treasure.

Under the huge horns, bloodshot eyes were shining, and the two bone hammers in his hands had bloodstains on the edges.

"I haven't bothered you, Tiangu Temple or the Governor's Mansion yet, but you've come to my door. Don't even think about leaving today!"

Liu Weizhi roared, and although his body was big, his movements were not slow at all.

As he spoke, golden innate energy protected his body, as if it were coated with a layer of gold.

With every step, cracks appeared on the ground. There was a loud thunderous sound, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred meters had been crossed. A golden meteor hammer flew straight towards the circle of light.

Wherever they passed, the strong wind even blew the soldiers to the ground.

"You're just releasing your true energy without taking on a human form? It seems I overestimated you."

Yuanguang just sneered, and the next moment, his body expanded rapidly. A hint of dark blue spread from his eyebrows to his whole body, and his hair seemed to be burning like flames.

The Yaksha has fangs and sharp teeth, is over three meters tall and close to four meters tall, is half-clad in armor, and holds a thick diamond stick in his hand.

With a casual swing, the golden meteor hammer exploded, and the Mingjiao believers in several surrounding tents were instantly blown into pieces of meat.

Amidst the ferocious anger, there were also traces of solemnity and compassion. Compared with Liu Weizhi's completely demonic behavior, Yuanguang's true form was obviously superior.

If it only had a few more arms, it would be almost the same as the Mingwang enshrined in the temple!
"Oh my goodness," Li Cunxiao watched the two giants fighting. The sound waves and air waves spread in a circle, and no one dared to approach within a radius of ten meters.

"So this is what the so-called true form means. Compared to muscles and internal organs, this is the true incarnation of gods, Buddhas, demons and monsters. From now on, it is no longer human."

With a glance, he found that Zheng Yanchang was still leading his men around the camp in the distance. He looked calm and composed, and he knew that there would be no accidents.

The cloud shoes under his feet were shining with silver light. For a moment, only a silver line could be seen in the surging crowd, like a nimble fairy bird, freely flying around.

Wherever it passed, it left behind a trail of blood and broken limbs. Looking down from the air, it looked like the track left by a winding red snake.

"Something's wrong. Why are all these Huangting realm masters nowhere to be seen?"

After searching for a while, Li Cunxiao keenly realized that something was wrong.

Only warriors of the same realm can bring him more evil spirits, and the altar masters are his biggest targets on this trip.

On the other hand, excluding the possibility that all these sect leaders deserted the battlefield, the only explanation is that these people, after discovering the arrival of the government troops, escorted something more important away.

"Are these boys and girls collected from all over the place? In a time of life and death, do the Ming Cult members still care about these things?"

He had just turned around and still hadn't spotted the child he was trying to rescue, so he could only come to this conclusion. "If that's the case..."

He casually killed a Mingjiao believer who attacked him from behind. In the noisy battlefield, Li Cunxiao forced himself to clear his mind.

The God of Wind cried, and invisible winds brushed across fingertips and nostrils, bringing complicated news.

The camp was now littered with burning tents, broken limbs, organs that had fallen out of the stomach, feces, urine, blood, and brain matter.
He tried his best to eliminate all the interference and look for the relatively "clean" smell.
"found it!"

Li Cunxiao's golden pupils shone, and his whole body was like a hurricane, speeding through the air as if gliding.

A silver flying crane was held up under his feet, and the dull sound of drums vibrated in the air, creating air waves that were invisible to the naked eye.

After wandering around, Li Cunxiao soon arrived in front of a tent. Compared to the center of the battlefield where the fighting was fierce, there were strangely fewer people around.

Li Cunxiao didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that both the city guards and the Mingjiao members were intentionally or unintentionally moving away from here.

"open!"

For fear of hurting the people in the tent, Li Cunxiao simply attached his true energy to the knife and easily tore open the thick tent.

However, after the obstacles in front of him were removed, there was nothing inside.

Li Cunxiao walked forward with his eyes narrowed, his nostrils twitching a few times, and kicked away the carpet used as camouflage. Immediately, an entrance to a basement appeared in front of him.

The smell, different from the blood and sweat of these fighters, is in here.

"found it"

Li Cunxiao did not go down rashly, but standing at the entrance of the cave, relying on the airflow brought by the wind wheel, he could roughly grasp the situation inside.

There were about a hundred people breathing weakly inside, probably all of them had passed out due to drugs.

Other than that, there was no sign of the enemy.

"One hundred and thirty people roughly matches the number of missing children Zheng Yanchang said."

Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, Li Cunxiao suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and his hair stood on end. Without hesitation, he leaped three feet into the air with a roar of thunder and a crane's cry.

The perspective changed, and he saw three men dressed as Mingjiao disciples attacking him from his left, right and back at the same time.

With a loud bang, the collision of true energy created an air wave. The three of them took a step back at the same time, with shock and anger on their faces, as if they had not expected that the other party could dodge this attack.

"Three altar masters attacked me alone, really giving me face."

Li Cunxiao's murderous intent surged, and he sheathed his sword without hesitation and pulled out the snake spear from behind.

With the injection of true energy, purple flames rose and flowed, gathering at the tip of the gun to form a purple flame trident emitting high temperature.

The cloud-stepping shoes flashed with silver light. Using the force of the air, the spear that had already exceeded three meters in length swung out a purple flame flywheel, knocking the three people who were trying to chase him away for several meters.

"You're so young and you can have such fighting power?!"

The hands of the three sect leaders holding their weapons were slightly numb, as the opponent's difficulty was beyond their expectations.

The two sides were fighting in a melee, and there were warriors everywhere who were bloodthirsty. It was almost impossible to take these boys and girls away.

Even if I can take some away, I'm afraid two-thirds of it will be lost here.

Therefore, Liu Weizhi used his relatively clever brain to come up with a reliable solution:

If the other party wants to rescue people, they will definitely find this place. Several altar masters will ambush here, and it is best to wait and see, and kill all the Huangting warriors from Tiangu Temple and the city guards.

By then, Liu Weizi will be able to restrain the opponent's true form warriors and lead his men to retreat.

However, plans could not keep up with the changes. When the forum leaders discovered that Zheng Yanchang, the second-in-command of the state capital, was also here, all the plans became meaningless.

Li Cunxiao directly locked onto this place in the chaos, rather than relying on a manpower-based carpet advance when the battle entered a stalemate.

The three men immediately concluded from his youthful face and monk's robe that this man must be a target worth capturing and killing, and perhaps they could use him as a threat to force him to leave.

However.
"Just in time, you three are just right for a trip to my hell!"

The wood dragon and the fire snake intertwined and hissed, and the endless flow of true energy was like a river, filling the dantian and flowing into the two hand meridians.

In an instant, the sharp blade formed by purple flames on the trident suddenly burned and twisted, turning into three giant pythons. Accompanied by exploding flames, they pounced towards the three leaders of the Ming Cult.

"Qi transforming into a physical form?! He has reached the Great Perfection of the Yellow Court?!"

Some people were furious, while others saw the clues:
"No, this aura, he clearly hasn't reached Huangting Great Perfection yet, he can't even release his Qi, let alone open the Eight Extraordinary Meridians."

"It's the magic treasure! He must have relied on the magic treasure to do it!"

A look of realization appeared on the faces of the three men, and then greed and murderous intent suddenly increased.

Facing the three ferocious purple flame pythons, the golden protective Qi on the three men's bodies lit up, and one of them even pushed out his hand, chopping out a golden palm print as big as a millstone.

"Two Huang Ting minor achievements, and one major achievement?"

Although Li Cunxiao was shocked, he remained calm and activated the burning wooden knife without hesitation. The wooden dragon roared and its scales burned fiercely. A grayish color merged into the Yanmo Qi, turning it from bright red to dark red.

As the true energy changed, the purple color of the three pythons became deeper and deeper. They instantly broke through the golden palm print and swallowed the three people into their stomachs!

"what!!!!!"

"My true energy, my blood, how could this happen?!"

"Little beast! What have you done!!!"

The disturbing effect of the Hell of Waiting took effect instantly, and the three people's bodies went into a frenzy almost instantly. The disordered blood and true energy collided with each other, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out and turned into a blood mist.

"As expected, weakening physical control is already the limit. Warriors are not monsters after all, and the higher their realm, the stronger their minds become. It's unrealistic to let them kill each other."

Li Cunxiao looked at the three people who were stiff and motionless, their bodies swelling and shrinking from time to time. It was a horrifying sight, as if they would explode at any time.

Fighting one against three, such a record is worthy of the power of the top-grade martial art, the Fire Hell Spear.

Before practicing the Burning Wood Sword, his true Qi was not enough to reach this level.

But now, he can not only rely on the combination of the Burning Wood Knife and the Hell of Waiting to Make the three people go berserk and unable to move.

While holding the gun in his right hand to maintain the output, he even had enough strength in his left hand to draw out the Dragon Sparrow Sword.

The blood-jade-like Yan Mo Qi surged in, and the green eyes on the red-gold knife ring were stained with a hint of blood, like dancing flames.

The flames and whirlwind turned into a tornado, spinning on the blade, expanding from one foot to three feet, and then from three feet to ten feet.

The three altar masters stared at the scene in disbelief, their despair overflowing - how could a person who had only achieved minor Huangting cultivation level obtain so much true energy?!
Li Cunxiao slowly raised the knife above his head, and the fire tornado that had reached four meters attracted countless eyes.

Yuan Guang's thick, deep blue hand grabbed the huge bull's head, which was struggling in shock, and looked over together with Zheng Yanchang on the horse.

Silver light flashed, the long sword chopped down, flames mixed with a tornado, whistling, drowning out the screams of the three people, and a brilliant cloud of fire exploded in the air!

(End of this chapter)