Chapter 913 Playing Dirty

Li Qingxian searched for the Qiankun bracelet, and an eyeball-shaped magic weapon appeared on his right hand, with black vertical pupils, golden eyeballs, and silver decorations radiating light.

The Eye of Inspection, obtained from the ancient Xuanshan.

This item is good at long-distance observation, and complements the Seeking Immortal Bee.

The Eye of Inspection flew to high altitude, adjusted the angle, and the scenery of the north gate of Dadong County in the distance appeared in Li Qingxian's eyes.

Outside the north gate of Dadong County, thousands of soldiers were busy in an orderly manner, some building camps, some setting up tents, some making fires and cooking, and some guarding everywhere. Only one thousand people walked out of the camp to prepare for battle.

There were three thousand elite soldiers, but more than five thousand auxiliary soldiers.

Jiang Youfei was different from other soldiers. She was dressed in white and stepped on a sixteen-cornered floating sky plate made of brass, with black runes and a faint silver light.

At Jiang Youfei's feet, there was a leopard lying in black, only slightly larger than an ordinary leopard. Its black eyes looked forward, and from time to time it stretched out its thick paws to touch its head, neck, and lick it, like a hyperactive black leopard.

On the wall of Dadong County in the distance, the demon cultivators looked at the sixteen-cornered floating sky plate with frowns.

The floating sky plate was a special magic weapon for the top generals of Qi State. Once it appeared, it meant the start of a war, and anything could happen.

There were also some demon cultivators who had lived on the south bank of the river for a long time, staring at the black panther at Jiang Youfei's feet, frowning even more.

"Why is this mean cat here? It's a jinx, and the demons are all annoyed by it."

"It's obviously a leopard, but it pretends to be a kitten all day long. When it suffers a loss, it goes to the general king to cry, make a fuss, and hang itself. When it gets an advantage, it gets even more greedy. It comes here to show the general king's attitude, not to touch the Fairy Qingcheng."

"She came to bully people, but we can't touch her. Is she the king of heaven? How can this be!"

"You can do it if you can."

The demon cultivators fell silent.

The name of Fairy Qingcheng Jiang Youfei has been quite intimidating in recent years.

Her master is a super-class, and the Tianxiao Sect is the pillar of Taoism. She herself has won battles against demon cultivators and earned the name of a great cultivator.

When the Qinglei Ancient Sword appeared, the demon cultivators were terrified.

Now, with the support of the general king of the Shouhe Army, let alone these scattered cultivators, even if the first-class demon cultivators are here, they have to think twice.

This place is not far from the river guarding army. The general king is likely to be half a step beyond the level or even beyond the level. A hundred miles away, it is only a matter of a palm.

Cui Dianxing and Cui Zhiyun, who were outside the city, breathed a sigh of relief. Since Jiang Youfei and King Miao came, it means that the river guarding army will not stand idly by.

The black panther King Miao scratched his head, looked around, showed a fierce look, and whined, and then shouted in a childish but fierce tone: "What are you waiting for, you little demons? Come out and get beaten. After you beat me, King Miao will go to eat. If you delay any longer, I will tear down the city wall."

The demon cultivators looked at each other, without saying a word.

At present, there is no high-quality on the city wall, only medium-quality and low-quality.

At this moment, a familiar voice said, "I am Wu Lao Wa, nicknamed Black Snake Lord by the people in the martial arts world. My strength is mediocre and I can never compare with Fairy Qingcheng. I know I will lose, but as the convener of this Demon Sect Alliance, even if I admire the fairy's cultivation, I have to come out. It takes great courage to fight with the fairy. Losing to the fairy is also a matter of honor."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wu Lao Wa stepping on the magic cloud, flying out of the city wall, slowly descending in the air, bowing to Concubine Jiang Youfei, extremely polite.

The demon cultivators looked at Wu Lao Wa and shook their heads.

Jiang Youfei said nothing.

Wu Lao Wa said respectfully again, "I beg the fairy to agree to only use one move. If the fairy disagrees, I can only retreat in advance. Because I am very sure that I can't take the fairy's second move."

The demon cultivators had dark faces.

Obviously, he was an old demon who had been famous for many years and was very powerful in the martial arts world. His words were like those of a junior meeting his ancestor.

Li Qingxian thought that the demon cultivators were not very good at cultivation. They were very good at playing tricks. When they met such a humble person, not to mention Jiang Youfei, he himself would be embarrassed to kill them all.

"Yes." Jiang Youfei said.

Wu Laowa smiled and said, "Thank you for your guidance, fairy."

Then, tens of thousands of demon cultivators inside and outside the city saw an extremely embarrassing scene, and some demon cultivators even covered their faces.

Wu Laowa slowly cast one talisman after another, took out one protective magic weapon after another, and added a total of thirty-seven layers of protection. His whole body was shining with golden light, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and then he stopped.

Some elderly demon cultivators shook their heads and sighed, and the young demon cultivators seemed to be thinking about something. As expected of an old demon who had been famous for many years, this skill of lowering his status was worth learning.

Wu Laowa set up his formation and turned around to say, "Moshanke, please accept the fairy's move."

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, their minds confused.

Isn't Moshanke the head of Jinmo Mountain? A third-grade cultivator, very famous, but what does this have to do with Wu Laowa's participation in the battle?

The next moment, everyone carefully recalled Wu Laowa's words, only to find that Wu Laowa never said "I want to spar with the fairy."

A group of demon cultivators were all trembling, their waists were messy in the wind.

The cat king raised his head, and his black leopard eyes were confused for a long time before he understood Wu Laowa's intention.

The cat king cursed: "You bunch of human race, you play really dirty! Really dirty! Dirtier than the dirty military advisor!"

Under the gaze of a group of demon cultivators, the head of Jinmo Mountain, Moshanke, had a dark face, jumped off the city wall, and slowly walked towards Jiang Youfei.

Moshanke was a full ten feet tall, with black magic patterns all over his body, layered so that all his skin was covered.

He wore a thick black fur coat, a silver iron-horned hat on his head, and carried a bloodstained two-meter-long magic bone spike stick, and walked towards Jiang Youfei.

Mo Shanke said helplessly as he walked: "I am Mo Shanke, and I am forced to do something. I can only use one move. Please teach me, fairy."

Jiang Youfei looked up at Wu Lao Wa, and Wu Lao Wa hurriedly bowed his head and smiled.

Mo Shanke took a slow deep breath, and layers of magic energy emerged from his body. Those magic energy were like wicker weaving, entangled layer by layer, weaved layer by layer, fell on his body, and merged with his body. Then, Mo Shanke's body expanded a circle.

Finally, he woven ten layers around his body, and his body expanded ten circles, turning into a giant five meters tall.

The magic bone spike stick also grew to five meters long.

"Please teach me, fairy!"

After Mo Shanke finished speaking, the magic energy on his head erupted, and three white true essence flowers slowly rotated. The true essence flowers trembled together, releasing surging power and injecting it into Mo Shanke's body.

"Destroy, mountain!"

Moshanke raised his magic bone spike stick and smashed it towards Jiang Youfei in front of him.

In an instant, his magic bone spike stick gushed out endless magic energy, interweaving into a mountain a hundred feet high, and fell down with a bang.

Jiang Youfei's head did not have three flowers, but she moved her right hand slightly, and the Qinglei Ancient Sword floating beside her made a long clanging sound, and instantly disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind Moshanke's head, turning into a ten-foot-long lightning, like a knife cutting water, and thunder splashed like arc-shaped water, slashing towards Moshanke.