The shadow in the water is the dragon.
It has a snake-like body and strong limbs, like a dragon, but without horns.
Although it is not a real dragon, the dragon is also a legendary animal. Even Mr. Chen's hometown has legends. How did he become a demon?
Tang Zhao was in a trance for a while. The demon in Si Liyu's mouth was like a monster, terrifying and disgusting. But the demon in front of him was a dragon, and its posture in the water was even more fairy-like. It was completely an ancient beast from mythology.
Demon, what on earth is it?
"Damn Qingtian Temple, you miscalculated again." He was lost in thought, and Xingji beside him was already spitting out fragrance, "Is this a water-type demon cave for your mother? This is obviously an earth-type demon cave!"
Tang Zhao was stunned - a river has flowed down, is there not enough water in this devil's cave?
"Thankfully, this town was well prepared, otherwise they would have tricked us to death. Tang Zhao——"
Tang Zhao was alert and said: "At——"
"Give me the Dharma protector."
Tang Zhao replied: "Yes." He drew his sword and stood beside Xing Ji.
Xingji did not draw his sword, but took out a lamp with one hand and lifted it gently.
A light shot up into the sky, forming a pillar of light!
As if in response, seven light pillars rose from seven directions around him at the same time, for a total of eight light pillars, blocking all directions!
This should be the promised signal.
At this time, Xing Ji finally drew his sword, and with a flash of sword light, a tiger-shaped beast jumped out——
The son of the dragon, Bi Fan!
According to popular legend, there are nine kinds of dragons, each with its own merits. The fourth son is called the Biran, which is like a tiger, powerful and fond of litigation, so it is placed at the prison gate.
At the same time, Xing Ji made a seal with one hand, slashed down with his sword, and shouted: "Swordsmanship Formation - Prison Gate Pass!"
Biwan jumped up out of thin air, and a huge stone door rose under his feet. The stone door grew larger and longer, and the thick base pressed down to the ground, immediately blocking the oncoming water light.
On the stone gate, there is a huge and majestic tiger head, which is exactly the image of the beast.
This stone door is like a prison door in the secular world.
At the same time, there were stone gates rising in the other seven directions. From a distance, the seven stone gates were heavy and solid, like seven majestic gates that no one could open.
Tang Zhao was amazed when he saw it, and thought to himself: These seven gates cover an area of at least ten miles. Can it be done with just swordsmanship? It should be assisted by a magic weapon, right?
As for why it's not a magical weapon - Xing Ji is a swordsman, not a swordsman, so he can't use swordsmanship.
He moved his eyes away from the stone door and looked around.
Although the eight gates are indestructible, there are vast open spaces between the gates through which anyone can pass. Could it be said that after the swordsmanship formation is built, there will be invisible walls among the eight gates, which can block all outsiders from entering and exiting?
Tang Zhao's eyes wandered, and he seemed to feel something unusual in the air, but he was not sure if he was too sensitive.
Xing Ji finished building the sword formation and said, "Come in with me. From now on, everyone who wants to approach the Demon Cave must go through the stone gate. No one is allowed to cross the open space."
Tang Zhao agreed and followed him forward. When he arrived at the door, he saw the two ferocious eyes on the door staring at him, their tiger eyes glowing as if they could see through him.
After a short pause, the door opened automatically. Xing Ji and Tang Zhao walked in. The stone door behind them closed automatically, and no one else followed.
Tang Zhao said: "Are we just the two of us?"
Xing Ji said: "Didn't you read the information? Come on, let me give you an arithmetic problem. Sixteen people, eight doors, how many can come in through one door?"
Tang Zhao chuckled, but of course he wouldn't really calculate it. However, he also knew that except for people with special powers such as Sanren and heavy swordsmen, it was very dangerous for ordinary warriors to enter the Demon Cave. Except for those registered in the Prosecution Department, other auxiliary personnel were probably left outside. Other allies, such as Black Widow and others, were not seen at first. I wonder if they are further out.
Those martial artists and aristocratic families in Heyang County who plotted to plot the Demon Cave did not even need people from the Land Inspection Department to deal with them. There were also knight-errant masters among the elite public servants outside, who were used to clean up the periphery.
But can it really be stopped? He remembered that there were quite a few stragglers in those aristocratic families. Although they were put in a position by the white-haired swordsman, it was hard to say whether they still had the energy to break into the Demon Cave, but how could they know that there was no force of equal strength to take their place? For example, does the Holy Moon Sect really have no masters? Isn’t there another incense owner?
When the time comes, instead of relying on tolerance, will we have to rely on those doors?
Tang Zhao asked again: "Can your sect be able to distinguish good from evil?"
The 狴犴 is very similar to the Haechi. They are both mythical beasts that can distinguish between good and evil. The two swords are also very similar. Both have some swordsmanship that depends on the heart to determine the power.
Xing Ji looked complicated and said: "I also want to separate good from evil, but this door is mostly used to separate ourselves from the enemy. There are really some masters who have the ability to force their way through the prison door, and even the people in the department can't stop it. But although the prison door If you can’t stop them all, you can at least call the police for me, which is more reliable than others.”
As we get closer to the river, the land becomes increasingly humid, and the water vapor evaporates in the night, becoming as thick as mist. The sound of gurgling water heard in the distance turned into a roar as it got closer.
Suddenly, a shadow floated out of the mist. It was round and flat, with eight legs, like a big crab.
Phantom!
"Swordsmanship - Corner Crash!"
The sword tip extended and pierced the top of the crab. Although real crabs have hard shells, the phantom's crabs are no different from fish and are instantly dissipated when stabbed by the tip of the sword.
"Not bad, he used it very skillfully." Xing Ji did not take any action, but waited to see Tang Zhao's performance.
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "It's nothing. These phantoms are just small characters and will disappear as soon as they are touched."
Before he finished speaking, various phantoms gradually emerged from the mist. Fish, shrimps, crabs, and shells were flying everywhere, and some even made swimming gestures, as if the river in the Demon Cave had receded and could not hold these many aquatic species.
These water tribes were aimless at first, but when they saw Tang Zhao and others, they swarmed up like mosquitoes seeing blood.
Tang Zhao was not afraid of the stage either. He went ahead alone and pierced them one by one with his horn. Those phantoms were fierce when they came, but they were quiet when they left, leaving no trace like bubbles.
Tang Zhao was almost addicted to fighting. The sword was everywhere and the phantom was shattered. It was like squeezing a bubble, and he felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
He had just tried several sword techniques for attacking in the waterfall, and found that the horn strike was the best. It was quick to start, accurate and accurate, and could be used continuously. It could kill with one hit, and it didn't consume much when used smoothly. .
Xing Ji followed him, barely making a move, and said: "No, the phantom is not fragile, but it is very difficult to kill because there is no weakness at all -" He casually pierced a giant fish next to him with a sword. After struggling for a while, he got off the sword and seemed to be fine. Although there were wisps of mist dragging around the wound, it showed its steel teeth again and pounced forward without delay.
"If you want to destroy it, you must use force -" Xing Ji said unhurriedly, and swung his sword again, like a sledgehammer, smashing the giant fish into pieces all over the sky, "You have to smash it into pieces. You have to. Otherwise, you have to use spiritual attacks or special sword skills. Do you think the horns are ordinary horns? Those are the horns of Haechi."
Tang Zhao was startled and nodded again. The horn collision did come from the horn on the head of the Haechi. However, this sword technique can be performed without using the sword elephant. If the sword elephant is used instead, the Haechi can probably be seen stabbing the phantom to death with its horn. . However, recruiting the Sword Elephant would increase the burden. Tang Zhao considered his own physical and mental health and decided not to recruit the sword elephant until it was absolutely necessary.
"Haizhi can stab evil people to death with its horns. Are all those phantoms guilty of sin? Have they killed people?" Tang Zhao asked while struggling to kill them.
Xing Ji replied: "Why kill people? These scum from outside the territory, no matter what messy appearance they appear in, are robbers and thieves who invade my territory, harm my people, seize my resources, and destroy my homeland. There is no way to kill them on sight. Wrong. Haechi Sword also sentenced them."
Tang Zhao said: "Can both demons and phantoms be killed?"
Xing Ji said: "Didn't your sword tell you that?"
Tang Zhao held the sword and really felt the sword's excitement, which was a sign of the sword's killing intent. But this murderous intention did not affect Tang Zhao, because Tang Zhao had no murderous intention from the bottom of his heart.
It's not that he thinks these phantoms shouldn't be killed, but...
You don't need murderous intent to kill.
Killing intention is a very malicious emotion, and it has always been difficult for Tang Zhao to generate it. These phantoms are all fish and shrimps. They can be poked without killing intention, and there is no killing intention when they are poked. Those chefs didn't have any murderous intentions, and they killed countless of these things in the kitchen in a single day.
With this relaxed rhythm, the two of them actually fought through the phantom in the fog and came to the river.
Here, there is already a person waiting.
"Lao Peng, how's the situation?" Xing Ji said hello easily.
Peng Yiming stood in front of the river, closed his eyes tightly, and said: "The guardian has finally arrived. My Ling'er has worked too hard and can barely survive now. How about it? Can it be done now?"
Xing Ji smiled and said: "Don't worry, wait a little longer until everyone is here. Unless you, Lao Peng, can't stand it anymore."
Peng Yiming said bitterly: "It's really hard to bear it." Even so, he still carried out the execution order and gritted his teeth to hold on.
After a while, more than ten military attachés from the Prosecution Department were seen arriving from all directions. Most of them had battle marks on their bodies, and a few of them were really embarrassed. They didn't look like they had been killed by the Phantoms, but like they had been killed. It was a lucky breakout despite the attack.
Everyone stood silently, and Xing Ji said: "No more nonsense, everyone knows that the devil will be weak when he comes, and we can't delay it. The longer we delay, the harder it will be to fight. Quick fight, formation B. Tang Zhao, follow me."
Everyone responded with a roar and started skillfully.
Seeing that the formation was set up, Xing Ji said: "Okay, old man..."
Without finishing the sentence, Peng Yiming shouted: "Come out, come out -"
A beautiful woman flew out of the river, as graceful as a startled dragon and graceful as a swimming dragon.
It is the spiritual appearance of the spiritual officer Peng Yiming.
The woman holds a strange stone in her hand, with a pearl-like bubble embedded in the stone, which is the species of the sword.
This was arranged in advance. If the sword seed cannot be produced, the demon will not descend, but the demon who descends cannot obtain the sword seed.
Tang Zhao shot out the sword seed, and Peng Yiming's spirit had been ambush for a long time. When the demon came down, he picked up the sword seed and played hide-and-seek with the demon in the water to buy time.
Now, it's time to lure the snake out of its hole.
The moment the sword species left the devil's cave, a dragon roar came from the river.
A huge dragon head emerged from the river!
