It's clear that Old Man Chen ultimately failed to intimidate the Jiao clan in Yangchun River.
They have been living here for a longer time than Linjiang County.
"Form up!"
The lieutenants stood up in unison and, under the leadership of the deputy general, ran quickly along the riverbank. The old dragon had its own way of dealing with General Chen, who had been fighting it for many years. Since the general's breakthrough, he could barely keep up with it.
And since the old master dared to give the order, he must have anticipated the Jiao tribe's counterattack and was extremely confident about it!
They were responsible for guarding the riverbank and preventing other aquatic creatures from taking advantage of the chaos to enter Linjiang County.
The next moment, the black back slowly emerged from the water surface, revealing scales with a metallic luster. The huge body stirred up the river water, and a sharp, ferocious head suddenly lifted up!
"Ah!"
The dragon opens its huge mouth, sharp fangs, and a scarlet tongue sticks out, letting out a long, high-pitched howl that shakes the sky!
The sound waves swept over, causing many school officers to stumble and cover their ears with force. They looked at the river in horror.
Under the support of that agile body, the wet dragon's head rose more than a hundred feet, and the rapidly rising black shadow covered the sky, while until this moment, its large half-body was still hidden underwater.
After many years, the overlord of Yangchun River finally revealed its majesty to the world once again.
The old dragon gazed down from the sky, its eyes fixed on the dark-armored figure by the shore. Its pupils gleamed with a cold, sinister intent: "Chen Qiankun, who gave you the audacity to provoke me?"
It had accepted the benefits of the Demon King and was planning to kill the old man after breaking through.
Unexpectedly, it had not yet emerged from the water to seek revenge, but its opponent was even more arrogant than it.
“……”
Chen Qiankun lightly exhaled a breath of air, his iron great halberd gripped tightly in his hand.
The aura revealed on this old dragon's body at this moment has verified the news brought by Shen Yi.
Even among the sixteen demon kings under the command of the Moon Whirlwind, with the advantage of Yang Chun Jiang, they could at least rank in the top three.
"General, what are our chances of winning?" Liu Yuquan had apparently noticed that something was off about the old man.
Chen Qiankun glanced at him: "How much longer will Jiang Qiulan take?"
Liu Yuquan calculated the time: "Half a day?"
"What's going on with you?" Chen Qiankun withdrew his gaze and looked back at the dragon in the sky.
"Like my own son!" Liu Yuquan said without hesitation.
"That young fellow is so busy, probably can't be relied on, you remember to offer incense to me every year."
Chen Qiankun closed his eyes, the mixed iron halberd in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand, emitting a strong humming sound, and then shot straight up into the sky!
At first, it only took a slight effort to almost kill Zhang Hengzhou with the halberd, but now in front of Lao Jiaolong, it seems slightly weaker.
As expected, Jiaolong's face revealed a sneer.
A casual flick of the tail, and the majestic Yangchun River was suddenly stirred up, with fierce waves rising dozens of feet high, as if to engulf everything in sight!
For such a terrifying giant beast, every move it makes is an unimaginable disaster for the small village of Water Cloud.
The deputy captains could cut down the monsters, but they couldn't stop such a terrifying giant wave and could only hold their breath to resist, watching with open eyes as the huge waves crashed towards the shore!
At this moment, the huge wave suddenly "froze" in mid-air.
The old dragon's eyes flashed with surprise: "Huh?"
Suddenly, the river water became warm and transformed into a long bridge that surged towards the distant village.
This bizarre scene left everyone staring blankly with their eyes wide open.
Even the large halberd was turned around, slightly stiffly aiming at the village.
In a few breaths, a young man wearing a dark armor emerged from the village and stepped onto the long bridge over the flowing water.
Shen Yi gazes far into the distance at the dragon in the sky, while the waves beneath his feet surge up with a loud roar!
He swept across the sky with him, rushing straight into the heavens, and took away that iron halberd.
“……”
Chen Qiankun opened his eyes and subconsciously clenched his fists: "This kid! What does he mean!"
He was a Bao Dan realm cultivator who had been nurturing his divine fetus, yet he didn't even have the chance to struggle before being deprived of his weapon.
"General..."
Liu Yuquan slowly turned his head back, compared to the weapon, wasn't there something even more absurd.
All are martial artists, even if General Shen's boundary is much higher, but... this foot treads on the river waves in mid-air, as if it's a divine spirit descending to the world, which martial art has ever taught such a move?
A hundred feet high sky.
Under the escort of Jiang Lang, Shen Yi held a mixed iron halberd, and the crimson cloak fluttered in the air, transforming into a red glow that illuminated everyone's field of vision.
He looked down at the dragon with his eyes cast downward.
A sense of discontent suddenly arose in his heart.
Being on the Yangchun River is like being in a land that is extremely familiar and intimate.
At this moment, a beast rushed into the territory.
"Hmm, I wonder why this old man is so arrogant... turns out he's got backup..."
The old dragon gazed warily at the young man in black armor ahead, another great general of subduing demons, but looking familiar... no, it suddenly felt a particularly familiar scent on him.
Before it could figure out where this breath came from, a sharp metallic glow suddenly appeared in its vertical pupils!
Only to see the iron pike bursting out!
It contained the physical strength of the seventh transformation of the Xianyao, and then it all exploded on the ferocious dragon's head.
The huge creature crashed and then heaved upwards, toppling over towards the shore.
As the dark shadow enveloped them, all the officers of the Demon-Suppressing Department exerted their strength and fled to the side!
However, the old dragon was ultimately unable to knock it down.
Young people shake hands at will.
Several wide water flows rose from the river surface, entwining its body like a giant python.
The old dragon's forehead, as hard as refined iron, was pierced by the big halberd at this moment, and its blood stained those frightening eyes. As soon as they met, they discovered too many things that were not right!
It's not just him who found something was off.
Chen Qiankun and Liu Yuquan, who had their weapons confiscated, stood on the riverbank with a look of shock and suspicion on their faces.
Is this Town Demon General going to make a move on the Dan Yao Jun?
Why can't Shen Yi recognize even one move of their martial arts?
"Ah!"
The old dragon let out a deafening roar and shook off the water on its body, transforming it into countless arrows of water that shot towards the young man!
At the same time, the body hidden underwater also swung violently upwards!
The water arrow that could shatter a mountain peak shattered and fell apart just as it was about to hit Shen Yi. He fixed his gaze on the incredibly wide and scale-covered dragon tail, just as it was about to strike.
He stretched out his palm and pressed it down.
Boom!
Long slender fingers rose with a green glow, pressed against the scales of its body, fingertips sank in, under the blessing of mighty power, slowly pierced into its flesh and blood.
In front of the dragon's tail, his figure looked incredibly small.
It should have been crushed to the ground, but it formed a stalemate in mid-air.
A gigantic dragon with a majestic physique and an ordinary-looking young man are engaged in a fierce wrestling match!
No profound martial arts, no gorgeous fighting.
Shen Yi was so violent, and steadily pressed the old Jiao Devil back!
Chapter 3 is a bit late, I recently got eczema and my hands and feet are extremely itchy, the tips of my fingers are unbearably itchy, even pressing on the keyboard hurts, and taking traditional Chinese medicine is particularly unpleasant, which has affected my typing. Please forgive me, seniors.
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