Free Web NovelLi Mo and the other two emerged from the garrison camp, traveling in the dark for over a hundred miles before finally reaching Baoping Mountain.
As for why they went to the military camp.
Firstly, it was to ascertain the frequent haunts of the Peng Demon.
Secondly, it was to amiably pull out a hammer and inform Commander Qi that he would be back, hoping that Fuyingzi's family would be well upon his return.
Otherwise, within three days...
Under the cover of night, unusually tall trees loomed like a woven net, and occasionally, the chirping of insects and birds pierced the silence of the night.
Huang Donglai moved like the wind, darting around, his nose twitching.
He searched for any traces of the Peng Demon, and along the way, he would casually pluck any herbs he came across.
"Brother Huang's movement technique."
Li Mo clicked his tongue in wonder.
Murong Xiao felt a touch of envy; he wondered when he would be able to ascend the Qianlong Ranking:
"No wonder Brother Huang is called Flying Poison Double-Faced Turtle."
Huang Donglai's body stiffened, nearly crashing into a tree.
"Brother Huang, have you found the Peng Demon's most recent resting place?"
Li Mo looked up and asked.
"This is indeed a place it occasionally frequents."
Huang Donglai nodded, then said with a hint of shared understanding:
"However, it's likely afraid of being ambushed. Like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, this is probably just a decoy."
"Then what about its true lair?"
"Brother Li, rest assured, I can find it!"
Huang Donglai picked up a piece of dirt and tasted it carefully.
"Reliable!"
Li Mo gave a thumbs up.
Bringing Huang Donglai along before setting out was indeed a very wise decision; it not only avoided a lot of trouble but also provided a living map of the Southern Border, complete with navigation and tracking.
Not long after.
On the mountaintop, a sheer cliff.
Huang Donglai tasted the dirt on the ground again, then nodded at the cave not far away:
"This place should be the Peng Demon's true nest." freёwebnovel.com
"However, it probably hasn't returned for two to three days, likely because of Ying Xianzi."
"Then it should still come back here."
Li Mo covered his nose, blocking out the strange smell from the nest, and frowned, saying:
"Brother Huang, shouldn't we make some preparations?"
The Peng Demon's flying speed is extremely fast.
Speed is Xiao Li's current weakness; even with a superior movement technique and the Buyun Boots, he cannot compare in speed to a Yao Beast with an extraordinary Bloodline.
Huang Donglai, however, is not at a disadvantage in terms of speed; with the enhancement of the Buyun Boots, he would definitely be able to catch up.
But he might not necessarily be able to defeat the opponent.
Murong Xiao...
He is in the Inner Breath Realm, barely counting as half a combatant.
"A trap to deal with avian Yao Beasts..."
Huang Donglai began to ponder.
However, before he could think of the most reliable method.
Xiao Li's Genius mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration!
"Now, Brother Huang, you can catch up, but you might not be able to defeat it, right?"
"That's right."
"I can't catch up, but I can definitely defeat it, correct?"
"That's natural."
Huang Donglai was a bit confused.
Their strengths couldn't be combined, after all.
Then he saw Li Mo smile and say:
"In that case, wouldn't it be fine if I just rode on you?"
Huang Donglai: "??"
Li Mo then looked at Murong Xiao beside him:
"Brother Murong has Ming Jiaolong Bloodline, and Ming Jiaolong and the Great Peng Clan are mortal enemies, correct?"
"Mm, the letters from home said I must avoid the Great Peng Clan's territory."
Murong Xiao came to his senses; this was indeed what he had told Brother Li.
Li Mo clenched his left fist and slapped it into his right palm, smiling:
"In that case, Brother Murong will lure it into a trap! I'll teach you some tricks to infuriate the opponent. When it pounces, you'll throw out the Soft Tendon Powder."
"Ah?"
Murong Xiao pointed to himself: "Me?"
Li Mo said confidently:
"Once the opponent loses its temper, I'll ride Brother Huang and suddenly charge out. How will that Great Peng react?"
"The probability of us making sure it never returns will be a thousand percent!"
This fighting style incorporated the Fighting King Profound Meaning, his combat power, and Huang Donglai's speed!
It would absolutely °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° be flawless!
!!!
Murong Xiao leaned back in surprise. Huang Donglai gasped.
He had faced many enemies, but he had never seen such a bizarre fighting style.
If he were in their shoes, even he would probably only face defeat against this combination of attacks.
Good thing I have a good relationship with Brother Li!
.......
The next evening.
Outside Baoping Mountain, a huge shadow of an avian creature flew in. Its passage brought a strong wind pressure, startling the birds and beasts in the forest into fleeing.
As a Great Peng that was about to reach the sixth Realm and possessed a powerful Bloodline, it did not like to depend on a clan.
Now the entire Baoping Mountain was its territory, wasn't that wonderful?
The setting sun shone on its head, reflecting a dazzling glow, indicating that it was in a bad mood.
"Xiao Qing doesn't even want to see me anymore."
"It's all that Human Race woman's fault!"
The Peng Demon cursed as it flew, its tone both angry and fearful.
It certainly had reason to be fearful.
The Qingluan Clan was once a very powerful branch during the Great Shang period.
From that time, they, along with the Great Shang powerhouses, guarded the Southern Border.
Later, when the border army and powerhouses returned to Dijin, the Qingluan Clan remained here, and after the fall of Great Shang Dijin, they had been recuperating in the Southern Border.
"That woman, as a Human Race, was actually able to enter the Qingluan Clan's territory."
"And her treatment is so special..."
It muttered as it flew near the cliff.
After circling a few times, it still didn't land.
Something's not right.
Twelve parts out of ten, something's not right; this smell...
Its eyesight was excellent; it narrowed its pupils and saw that in front of its nest sat a...
Bald head?
Where did such an arrogant monk come from!
No, no, it's not just a monk.
The Peng Demon flew a bit closer and determined from the scales on the opponent's neck and those claws.
That annoying smell was Ming Jiaolong!
The Peng Demon itself hated monks, let alone a monk with Ming Jiaolong Bloodline, especially when it was in a very bad mood and wished it could swallow him whole.
However, it still had some rationality and did not approach rashly.
"Bald-headed bird!"
Murong Xiao suddenly spoke, pointing at it.
Peng Demon: "?"
Do you know how handsome I was when I wasn't bald?
Before it could react.
Murong Xiao silently chanted 'Amitabha' in his heart, then shouted:
"I still can't forget the feeling of tongue-kissing your mother."
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"The duck tongue in the hot pot last time, the taste was really good."
"Your mother is a duck! I'm going to eat you!"
From the faint redness on the Peng Demon's bald spot, one could tell.
Already fuming with rage, it became even more angry.
It no longer cared about anything else, swooping down to swallow this foul-mouthed Bloodline enemy whole.
However, before it could dive close.
Several jars were suddenly thrown out by Murong Xiao, smashing onto the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Is it a trap!?"
As soon as the Peng Demon smelled it, it felt a sense of weakness in its limbs. However, having lived in the mountains for a long time, fighting wits with various strange beasts and Yao Race, it immediately stopped its descent.
With a flap of its wings, it stirred up an endless gale, blowing away the dust.
"This Seven Wonders Soft Tendon Powder is better than nothing."
A voice sounded from not far away; it was Huang Donglai, who had been waiting for a long time.
"Let's take it down first."
And another figure suddenly charged out from the dust, holding a hammer.
"Heh heh heh, you think you can take me down with just this little trick?"
The Peng Demon flew back up into the sky.
Although the opponent's Realm was not as high as its own, they were clearly prepared.
It had been affected by some poison just now, so a head-on confrontation might not lead to a win, and it was also unsure if there were other ambushes, so it decided to make a tactical retreat.
The Human Race can only fly at the Inner Scenery Realm, and their speed would certainly not be as fast as its own.
So....
"Eat my bird shit!"
The Peng Demon prepared to disgust the opponent before leaving, to vent its anger.
However, the next moment.
It saw a scene it would never forget in its life.
"Brother Huang! Combination technique!"
Li Mo shouted.
"Alright!"
Huang Donglai, wearing the Buyun Boots, bent down.
He didn't know why, but upon hearing Brother Li's shout, he felt an inexplicable surge of excitement?
His back sank.
Li Mo, hammer in hand, jumped onto Huang Donglai's back, and the latter's movement technique operated at full power.
Thus.
Li Mo, riding Huang Donglai, charged towards the sky, extremely fast and full of Aura!
Combination Technique — Ice!
The Peng Demon couldn't help but feel its scalp tingle at this moment of crisis.
"This is even possible?!"
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PS: Typographical errors will be corrected later; I'm too tired. Good night, esteemed viewers~
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