The future leader of the Sirius Clan was forced to use his real skills.
The battle instantly escalated.
Without any words, the fighting intent of warriors was the best way to communicate. After a few ups and downs, Bai Rushuang and the middle-aged scholar, the two super-class masters, reached an intention to cooperate. One attacked from a distance, the other fought with the flood dragon in close combat.
Li Mu was fond of martial arts. Seeing such a wonderful battle, he was not in a hurry to leave but watched the battle.
Obviously, whether it was the middle-aged warlock in cyan or Bai Rushuang, the future leader of the Sirius Clan, their strength had reached a new realm. Compared with the "Sky Dragon Sword" Dongfang Jian, "Iron Hand Holding up the Sky" Tie Zhendong, and others, they were much more powerful.
A new door of martial arts was slowly opened in front of Li Mu.
Even Ming Yue, the little adorkable girl, was watching with relish and calmed down a lot.
And the old beggar finally didn't have to hide his head.
He grabbed the big yellow and white fat dog and talked with it bitterly.
Soon, the man and the dog reached some kind of agreement and reconciled. They sneakily swam around the lake, looking shifty-eyed. No one knew what they were up to.
Suddenly —
"Hee hee hee, we're lucky. This flood dragon has been dormant for thousands of years and is about to become a dragon. Its cultivation is high. You two can't kill it even if you practice … Why don't we help each other and get a share?"
A pure and innocent laughter suddenly sounded in the valley.
The crisp and sweet female voice, like a lark in the valley, actually covered other sounds and echoed clearly in the valley where the giant flood dragon was roaring, the Sword Qi was whistling, and the wind blades were like thunder.
Black and white brilliance flashed.
Above the Nine-dragons Fall, two figures, like feathers, slowly drifted down.
They were the two protector masters of the Qing Sha Clan, Fairy Face Zhou Kole and Devil Heart Ling Li.
"Get out."
Bai Rushuang, the future leader of the Sirius Clan, shouted coldly. Two strands of Sirius Sword Qi broke through the void and directly chopped at the two people.
The Sirius Clan and the Qing Sha Clan had been enemies for a long time.
"You're courting death … I'll kill you first, then hunt down the wyrm. That's fine too."
Devil Heart's fierce Yin-Yang face was full of killing intent. His internal qi was running, and a dense vortex lit up in the center of his white left palm. Like a tornado, it directly swallowed the two Sword Qi.
"Fairy Face" Zhou Kole stopped Ling Li's plan to take action and said with a smile, "Those who achieve great things don't bother about trifles. Bai Rushuang, the future leader of the Sirius Clan, is that all you have? If we don't succeed in hunting the flood dragon tonight, when the news spreads out, the whole world will be alarmed, and the experts of the major sects will gather here. At that time, will there still be a share for you and me? "
Bai Rushuang snorted coldly and did not speak again.
He knew this was the truth, but he didn't have the energy to say anything else.
Because the giant flood dragon almost went berserk, and the pressure it released was getting more and more terrible.
Half of its body was out of the water, like a mountain entrenched, spewing the flood dragon's breath, bombarding indiscriminately, and waving its claws at the same time. The seemingly huge body was actually extremely flexible. The huge flood dragon tail was even more elusive. With a bang, it sprang out of the water and directly hit the middle-aged warlock in cyan, who was pinching the Emblematic Gesture, into the cliff.
The green-clothed Warlock's pair of huge green Wind Blade Wings were also smashed into pieces.
Bai Rushuang held the ancient sword in front of his chest, and the Sword Qi burst out, forming an illusion of a giant wolf howling moon, blocking in front of him.
Boom!
The flood dragon broke the illusion of the giant wolf with one claw.
Bai Rushuang groaned, his face flushed, and flew out upside down.
Obviously, the strength of this flood dragon was beyond imagination.
The future leader of the Sirius Clan and the warlock in cyan joined hands, but they were almost vulnerable.
Zhou Kole and Ling Li changed their faces.
"Let's go."
Without any hesitation, they also joined the battle.
In front of interests, there were no eternal enemies.
If they wanted to get the treasure of the flood dragon, they had to join hands tonight.
"Qing Sha Clan — Yin and Yang Bind."
Devil Heart Ling Li took out a book, and two clouds of mist, one black and one white, flew out of his palms and fingers, like two fairy-tied ropes of Yin and Yang, and entangled the giant flood dragon.
"Love Killing Sword Dance."
Fairy Face Zhou Kole held a thin sword in her hand, and her long skirt fluttered, like a fairy of the Ninth Heaven. Her figure was graceful, and her dancing posture was extremely beautiful. At the same time, her killing intent was boiling to the extreme.
The Sword Qi was flying and flowing.
Zhou Kole seemed to be weak, with a slim and slender body like a willow in the wind, but her fighting style was extremely tough. With a long sword in her hand, her momentum was unparalleled, and she took the initiative to approach the flood dragon and start a close combat.
On the contrary, Ling Li, who was ugly and sturdy, took the warlock's long-range attack route.
Fairy Face and Devil Heart!
These two most outstanding young geniuses of the Qing Sha Clan, one warlock, and the other close combat, had cooperated for many years. It could be said that their hearts were connected, and their cooperation was extremely skillful. Obviously, they were more organized than Bai Rushuang and the middle-aged warlock in cyan.
Boom!
A cyan flowing light flew out of the mountain wall.
The middle-aged warlock in cyan looked a little embarrassed, but he was not injured.
There was a cyan wind shield around him, and he shouted, "Everyone, this thing is fierce. Put aside the old hatred between you for the time being, and join hands, and maybe you can grab something from it."
"Okay."
Bai Rushuang stabilized his body, and finally nodded and agreed.
The four great masters officially joined hands.
"Warriors practice internal qi, but what about warlocks? It should be another cultivation system and path, right? "The more Li Mu looked, the more he felt fresh.
Until today, he knew that there were not only warriors, but also warlocks in this world.
And it seemed that the warlocks in this world were like the cultivators in the Xianxia novels on the earth, who controlled the power of heaven and earth and foreign Precious Weapons to fight with their opponents. They were very powerful and mainly used long-range attacks, which needed to pinch gestures and chant spells. Their physical strength and close combat power were obviously not as good as warriors.
If the opponent broke through the magic defense circle, he was afraid that he would die in an instant.
"This thing is a bit like the online games on the earth, with meat, AP, and close combat. If there is a healer who can heal, it will be a small team."
Li Mu thought.
"Is the team combination of the online games on the earth also so practical in the alien martial arts world?"
However, it seemed that the four great masters could not suppress this giant flood dragon.
People were constantly blown away and hit the cliff of the canyon, and the stone chips splashed.
The four great masters, just like a ball, were constantly hit by this giant flood dragon and bounced between the cliffs of the canyon. On both sides of the canyon of the whole lake, there had been many holes hit by the four great masters, just like playing whack-a-mole.
Li Mu's eyes fell on the middle-aged warlock in cyan and "Devil Heart" Ling Li more.
Because he began to be interested in magic.
More importantly, Li Mu suddenly felt that after coming to this world, he seemed to have neglected some very important things.
When he was on Earth, in addition to forcing him to practice the Zhenwu Boxing and the Xiantian Skill endlessly, the old faker also taught him some other stuff in the extra time, such as Fengshui, demon-subduing, demon-subduing, Qimen Dunjia, and so on.
These skills were boasted by the old faker to be extremely magical, and he even used them to cheat food and drink in Randengsi Village.
In many villages in China, there were various myths and legends.
This kind of legend was mostly based on the List of Deification, Journey to the West, Classic of Mountains and Seas, and other myths and strange novels, and then evolved by the native Taoist culture in the villages, forming a unique deification system.
For example, in many mountain villages in the Loess Plateau of Gansu in northwest China, almost every village had its own temple, which was used for divination, divination, questioning, medicine, children, and marriage testing. No matter how poor the local people were, there were two things that they could never be poor.
The first was the education of children.
The second was the village temple.
It sounded contradictory, but in fact, it was very harmonious.
Many students who were admitted to universities would still return to the village to worship their ancestors and gods, and they would also raise money to build the village temple. They were very devout.
To some extent, the village temple was also a kind of clan culture.
Under such a background, many local Yin and Yang masters in the village had a very high status. Weddings, funerals, and the construction of houses on the dead and the living could not be done without these Yin and Yang masters.
And the old faker was one of the many local Yin and Yang masters, and he was a very famous one.
In the major villages and towns around Baoji City, his name was almost like thunder to people's ears.
That was also one of the reasons why the old faker could "occupy" the ancient Randengsi Temple in the village for so long with his own strength.
Li Mu had heard a lot of legendary stories about the old faker, and many of them still felt that it was incredible. In the eyes of many villagers, the old faker was really like an immortal.
And the old faker basically taught Li Mu many skills that he used to eat and drink.
In Li Mu's eyes, those skills of the old faker, including the Xiantian Skill and the Zhenwu Boxing, were all tricks to deceive the villagers and cheat them of food and drink, which should not be exposed to the light.
But after coming to this planet, Li Mu realized the power of the Zhenwu Boxing and the Xiantian Skill. Thinking back on the time on Earth, he instinctively felt that only those two Cultivation Methods that the old faker forced him to practice endlessly should be the core and the real immortal Cultivation Methods.
As for those means of geomancy, demon-subduing, and so on, Li Mu did not really pay attention to them.
Because even the old faker himself said that the planet he sent Li Mu to was a low-level Martial Art Planet.
Since it was a Martial Art Planet, it should naturally focus on martial arts.
In addition, the deadline of 20 years was too tight, so Li Mu devoted all his efforts and time to martial arts cultivation.
But tonight, the blind Taoist, the middle-aged scholar in cyan, and the "Devil Heart" Ling Li's attack made Li Mu suddenly realize that there were warlocks on this planet.
This meant that magic arts really existed and could be practiced.
It also meant that he seemed to have ignored some very important things when he focused on martial arts.
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