If you don't fight, you will lose.
This involves not only Zhao Liang, but also Dong Zhongshu.
What Zhao Liang lost was his life, and what Dong Zhongshu lost was his future.
Monks have always been unable to avoid fighting, and the court cannot avoid open and hidden arrows. Fighting is a common thing for Dong Zhongshu.
Ba Snake, who is full of iron bones, dares to make up his mind again and again. Dong Zhongshu is indeed not afraid of fighting with the Beast Control Sect.
Even if the battle failed, the most tragic outcome would be the death of Zhao Liang and others.
And he would face this kind of result even if he didn't fight for it.
Accordingly, Dong Zhongshu's resistance became inevitable.
Just to give everyone a chance of survival, Dong Zhongshu drew his sword and stabbed to death the two water monkeys under the bamboo raft.
He held the sword in his hand and stretched out his hand to grab the bamboo pen held by Zhao Liang and push it hard. He had already crossed the water of more than ten meters.
The hounds raised by the Beast Control Sect are not ordinary domestic breeds. A few of these hounds can fight fierce tigers and kill ordinary people with ease.
Dong Zhongshu did not take the lead in casting spells towards Beast Control Sect Su Fang, but tried his best to clear up trouble at the rear.
Sword flowers bloomed among the dogs, and bits of bloody aura continued to circulate on the long sword, bringing sharp lethality.
"Liushui Swordsmanship, are you from the Luoxia Sect?"
When an arrow from the ship flew towards Dong Zhongshu, Su Fang also heard a slight sound of surprise.
"Kill them!"
Seeing that Dong Zhongshu didn't reply and kept killing the disciples' hounds, Su Fang gave instructions calmly.
There are many schools of sword sect, with dozens of famous ones and hundreds or even thousands of unknown ones.
The Luoxia Sect is undoubtedly famous among the Sword Sect schools, but its ranking is relatively low.
"If you are a large sword sect like Zongheng School, I will give you three points, Luoxia Sword Sect, hmph!"
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and no matter how miserable the Beast Control Sect is, it is still stronger than a backward school of Sword Sect.
The former, as a large school, has also participated in the competition among hundreds of schools, while the latter is only a part of the Sword Sect.
The Beast Control Sect cannot compete with the Zongheng School, but it can undoubtedly look down on the Luoxia Sect.
Seeing that his own arrow was blocked by Dong Zhongshu's sword and fell to the ground, Su Fang didn't take it seriously and just asked his disciples who were proficient in archery to shoot arrows from a distance.
"You are indeed in great despair!"
Arrows flew out like locusts, but Dong Zhongshu couldn't see any archery masters.
Except for Su Fang's arrow that almost hit his sword, the archery skills of many disciples were average.
"return!"
With a slash of his long sword, when he cut off the neck of an attacking hound, Dong Zhongshu took out the magic weapon fan from his back and gave it a fierce slap.
Many arrows that hit the bamboo raft flew back immediately, causing a sound of horror and diving.
"Son of a bitch!"
Zhang Debiao and others cursed and jumped to the river bank, and then fought with a group of hounds. Zhao Liang was holding a bamboo pen and sweeping around, and guest Qin Xu Man was holding a long knife and hacking, and two horsemen were holding knives. Guard Zhao Liang closely.
Zhang Xuezhou took out the deer-cutting knife and chopped indiscriminately.
He was not good at swordsmanship, but he couldn't bear the ferociousness of the deer knife. He casually scratched out with the knife, causing injuries like cutting flesh and breaking bones.
"You should learn the art of swordsmanship!"
If Keqing Xu Man's random attacks were all accompanied by dodge and other defenses, Zhang Xuezhou's style of play was purely random.
Even after Dong Zhongshu blocked Zhang Xuezhou's mouth, he couldn't help but complain.
"This sword is in vain!"
Dong Zhongshu couldn't figure out how many treasures were hidden in Zhang Xuezhou's bag. Even though it was impossible to put heavy treasures in this kind of bag, he couldn't bear it. Zhang Xuezhou's knife was too good. The power of cutting hard was no less than his ability to stimulate blood. A sharp strike of power.
He glanced at his sword and felt that he had to throw it away to compare.
As long as he has a sword like Zhang Xuezhou, who can kill at least three hounds with one stroke of his sword, there is no need to use flowing swordsmanship, which is good at guerrilla fighting, to deal with it.
He blocked Zhang Xuezhou twice. It wasn't until a groom screamed that Dong Zhongshu turned around in a hurry.
"Kill these hounds and run away!"
The groom's right hand was bitten by a hound, and the bones were clearly visible. The pungent blood caused the surrounding hounds to bark wildly.
These hounds did not retreat timidly because more than a dozen of their companions were killed or injured, and the damage caused by biting their opponents inspired the enthusiasm of these hounds.
Dong Zhongshu shouted, the soles of his feet stepped on him repeatedly, and his body shuttled like a butterfly.
Any hound that comes within one meter of anyone will inevitably be struck by his sword.
"Feihua swordsmanship? This is the swordsmanship of Pingyang Sword Sect!"
On the big ship stationed in the center of the river, Su Fei's face became more solemn as he looked from afar.
The Luoxia Sect's swordsmanship is average, and the Pingyang Swordsman's swordsmanship is average and above average. The monks of these two sects do not understand each other. They are basically practicing their own swordsmanship. Those who are proficient in the swordsmanship of these two schools must have a strong background.
The opponent even has a magic fan on his body, which can deflect long-range arrows.
Most of the swordsmanship masters in the imperial court are in the military area, and few come to join the business group.
He couldn't think of which sect master was the one who used this ability.
Su Fei frowned.
A few seconds later, he greeted the disciples, took out a transverse flute, and began to play it whimperingly.
The sound of the transverse flute drifted away, and there was a ripple in the river.
Depending on the opponent's swordsmanship, it will be difficult to kill the opponent even if the hound is destroyed. However, the water monkey has a unique advantage in the water and is not as good as the hound after landing ashore.
As for the skills of the disciples of the Beast Control Sect, it’s okay not to mention them.
The other party was obviously not willing to give in, and they fought back when they landed on the river bank. If they didn't sail away in a big ship, only he, the leader of the clan, could take action to quell the trouble.
Thinking of the several elders who had been exterminated by the imperial court, Su Fei played the flute with a serious look on his face.
It's not that he didn't want to eliminate future troubles at the beginning, but the masters that the Beast Control Sect can produce at the moment are extremely limited.
If he accidentally dies, the sect will be disbanded.
"Dad? Are you injured?"
A young man next to Su Fei asked softly, and Su Fei shook his head, indicating that it was okay.
The ripples in the river were getting bigger and bigger, and when they formed circles of water ripples, Dong Zhongshu had already started to warn everyone, signaling everyone to retreat and try to find sheltered terrain to swim in.
"boom!"
His warning was not too late.
Just one minute later, a sound like an explosion came from the river.
As if a huge stone was thrown into the water, the river surface was exploded by the water waves, and a three-foot-tall water monster wrapped in chains jumped out of the water.
The water monster is shaped like an ape, with a flat nose, protruding forehead, white head and green body, and is extremely ugly.
Huge water waves accompany the other party's riding on the waves.
"Great Sage Water Ape, help me kill them!"
Su Fei pointed towards Dong Zhongshu and others quietly.
"This is the eighth time. If you have two more assists left, I will no longer help you!"
The water monster glanced at Su Fei and responded coldly.
His eyes looked at Su Fei with no distinction between superiority and inferiority, and when he looked at Dong Zhongshu and others, he looked at them like insects.
With a wave of his hand, the river water had gathered in the palm of the water monster's hand.
This water polo technique that Jin Wanliang had ridiculed obviously became extraordinary in the hands of the water monster.
The huge river water continued to gather in the palm of the water monster. In just a few seconds, it crossed a distance of tens of meters and fell towards the people fighting with the hound.
Several tons of river water poured down, and in the blink of an eye, the water monster's palm began to release the second water ball technique.
