The Little Fox Demon: The Eastern Demon Way

Chapter 42

Shenhuozhuang Village, martial arts training ground.

At this time, the martial arts training ground was full of people, and there was a relatively large open space in it.

In the world they live in, the relationship between human beings and demons is tense. Besides cultivating and killing demons every day, it is rare to have a good gossip to watch. They give full play to the spirit of the old iron 666, and the water around the open space is blocked.

A dull-haired child and a middle-aged man holding a sword stood opposite each other, and a gust of air rolled between them, rolling up a cloud of flying sand.

Xiao Wancheng looked at Dongfang Rising Sun with a gloomy expression. As a respectable senior of the Daoist League, especially under the agitation of the crowd, if he still refuses to agree to the competition, then his face will really be lost.

This competition is not good for him at all. He originally wanted to suppress the Daomeng family, and don't let any Daomeng family expand to more than 50.00% of the Daomeng's power. All human beings fight against each other, so the royal family has always been the object of his inspection.

If you lose your mind, you will have no power. When the royal family faced him asking for anti-monster funds, they only lowered the price and dared not refuse to give it.

Today, he came to Shenhuo Manor to ask for anti-demon funds, and the competition with Dongfang Rising Sun was purely accidental.

Because, he won without any pride. As an older Daomeng senior, he should defeat the younger generation.

If he loses, his reputation will basically be ruined.

A tie is tantamount to losing.

So I promised a meaningless competition, only a fool would do it, but today this kid is not easy, so he has to compete with this kid.

Moreover, he was a bit restrained during the competition. After all, this land belonged to the Dongfang clan. If he was ruthless and injured Dongfang Rising Sun, according to the character of the Dongfang Patriarch, he would probably go down the mountain lying down.

Dongfang Rising Sun was holding a meat skewer in his mouth, the flames flickered on the meat skewer, and a scent wafted from the meat skewer.

"Little boy, are you ready?" Xiao Wancheng drew out the golden sword, and with a clang, the sword was unsheathed. Under the sunlight, the golden color was coated with a layer of gold film.

"Anytime." Dongfang Rising Sun said with a smile.

Xiao Wancheng frowned, put his hands behind his back, and a small knife appeared in his hand.

call out--

Mana was attached to the knife, and the knife flew from behind Xiao Wancheng to Dongfang Rising Sun. The speed of the knife was very fast, and the distance between Dongfang Rising Sun and Dongfang Rising Sun was only three feet in the blink of an eye.

purr purr --

The soil under Dongfang Rising Sun's feet covered Dongfang Rising Sun's body like armor.

clang--

The knife pierced into the soil, and Dongfang Rising Sun turned the stabbed part into a swamp, forming an outward pressure and reducing the speed of the knife.

In the end, the knife only penetrated a few inches into the dirt armor and was unable to move forward.

grumbling-

The soil underfoot loosens and swamps swirl.

Xiao Wancheng flew up, took out a flying sword, and stepped on it.

Earth control spell?

In Xiao Wancheng's impression, the people of the Eastern Spirit Clan should be playing with fire, how could they be playing with dirt.

"Father, what are the chances of my cousin winning?" Dongfang Huaizhu asked Patriarch Dongfang.

"If Rising Sun has learned the secrets of fire control, it will be much easier to deal with him. Although I don't know where Rising Sun learned the earth spells, but Lei Ketu, although Lao Xiao majors in swords, he will also have a lot of thunder spells " Patriarch Dongfang kept staring at the scene, for fear that Xiao Wancheng would accidentally hurt Dongfang Xuri.

Xiao Wancheng stepped on the flying sword, hovered in the air, and kept waving the sword in his hand. The sword energy slashed at the natives below. However, the natives' defense was very strong. After the sword energy cut out the traces, the mudmen would recover.

But Xiao Wancheng is very strange, Dongfang Xuri has been standing where he is, without any action, just let him attack, a kid with such strength, should be young and vigorous to attack him continuously, but he is like a turtle shell, let him attack.

"No, there's no time to procrastinate." Xiao Wancheng bit his finger and wrote runes on the sword. After writing, he wiped the sword with his hand.

sizzle-

The blue electric arc flickered on the sword body.

At present, Old Man Wen is the best practitioner of lightning spells. He can summon lightning and induce electricity. Unlike him, he can only attach a layer of electric arc to the sword.

Controlling the flying sword, Xiao Wancheng flew towards the rising sun in the east. His lightning spells were mediocre, and his long-distance attacks, even Lei Ketu, could cause limited damage, so he had to attack at close range, so that he could win with one blow.

A large expanse of soil rose up from the ground and rushed towards Xiao Wancheng. Xiao Wancheng dodged left and right under the attack, and soon approached Dongfang Rising Sun.

The arc of the sword flickered, and Xiao Wancheng stabbed into the clay figurine with a sword. At this time, the clay was like a piece of paper, easily pierced by Xiao Wancheng.

With a puff, blood spattered, and a bloodstain slid out of the soil along the blade and dripped on the ground.

"What!" Xiao Wancheng's pupils shrank, his expression flickered, and his mind went blank for a moment.

call out--

At this time, two mud pillars twisted like snakes rose from under Xiao Wancheng's feet, and bound Xiao Wancheng tightly. After Xiao Wancheng was bound, he tried to break free from the mud pillars, but the mud pillars bound him too tightly. Tight, and strangled his neck.

"Eh..." Xiao Wancheng's face turned blue, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

At this time, a dull-haired child slowly floated up from the soil.

Dongfang Rising Sun had no idea about this battle at first, although he said he could fight ten, but whether he could fight ten or not would depend on the opponent's strength.

This Hei Yao Envoy named Xiao Wancheng is average in strength, and his long-distance attacks can hardly cause effective damage to him. If Dongfang Rising Sun is Xiao Wancheng, if the winner is to be decided, he will naturally choose close combat.

For close combat, Dongfang Xuri had a bold idea. He controlled the soil and transported a chicken in the backyard to the clay man. When Xiao Wancheng was on his body, he sneaked into the ground, put the chicken in the clay man, and according to Xiao Wancheng's sword Adjust the position of the chicken inside the clay figure to ensure that Xiao Wancheng can stab the chicken and see blood.

Xiao Wancheng is a member of the Dao League. He is only here to ask for money, and only by being kind can he make money. If he hurts the nephew that Patriarch Dongfang just found and makes everyone angry, he will naturally not be able to make money, so Xiao Wancheng will be very passive in fighting.

Dongfang Rising Sun can attack at will, even beat him to death, but he can't hurt Dongfang Rising Sun, what a dick!

"Uncle Xiao, admit defeat?" Dongfang Xuri controlled the soil wrapped around Xiao Wancheng's body, and tightened his grip on Xiao Wancheng.

"Member of the Taoist League. Unyielding in life and death." Xiao Wancheng knew that if he begged for mercy from a six-year-old child, his reputation would be completely rotten. Their Xiao family relied on their integrity and the spirit of preferring death to surrender to the outside world. Human beings support them, otherwise why would they become high-level members of the Dao League, and why should they become Hei Yao's inspectors.

"Then you die." Dongfan Xuri tightened Xiao Wancheng's neck, and after 1 minute, Xiao Wancheng fainted and was still breathing.

Dongfang Xuri let go of Xiao Wancheng. He didn't intend to kill Xiao Wancheng, but he knew that this guy seemed to have a thick skin. He originally planned to defeat him. When he, a senior member of the Dao League, was defeated by a child, he would leave in shame. , will not ask for money.

But seeing how good this guy's acting skills are, Dongfang Xuri knew that even if he defeated him, he would shamelessly continue to ask for money, so he kept on doing nothing to make him dizzy.

"Inspector!" The people brought by Xiao Wancheng quickly rushed to Xiao Wancheng's side, sniffed Xiao Wancheng's breath, well, it was fresh, not dead yet.

These workers, without the boss to fight in the front line, took Xiao Wancheng and left.

"Oh!"

The eastern masses who were eating melons and watching the excitement cheered.

Patriarch Dongfang walked up to Dongfang Xuri, touched Dongfang Xuri's head kindly, stabbed Xiao Wancheng into the clay figurine, and seeing blood, his heart ached, but he felt something was wrong. Although Xiao Wancheng's thunder and lightning suppressed the earth, he restrained himself The effect will not be so obvious.

The Patriarch Dongfang himself is smart, otherwise how could he have developed the Shenhuo Village, and later gave birth to Dongfang Yueyue's sometimes reliable and sometimes second-rate grandson.

He knew that Dongfang Rising Sun was defrauding Xiao Wancheng, so he didn't make a move. Once he made a move, it would mean that Dongfang Rising Sun had lost.

In fact, these are not important, the most important thing is that he sees the hope of Shenhuozhuang to improve to a higher level, and they have a Lin'er in the east.

(End of this chapter)