Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

There is already a life-and-death feud between the human race and the demon race, not to mention that Zhang Taisu's cultivation is one point inferior to that of the one-horned demon!

More importantly, there is a black turtle with the blood of the black tortoise next to him.

"What should I do?"

Zhang Taisu's heart was gloomy, and he quickly calculated the strength of both sides.

Across the way were two middle-stage fifth-level demons.

And when the water curtain fell in front, dozens of sampans appeared in the reeds on both sides.

The huge number of assassins were all cultivators from various families, all of whom were above the second level.

"I am only in the early stage of the fifth level. Although Qingcheng has broken through the fifth level, his cultivation is not yet stable..."

"Although there are many soldiers in Guangwu Camp, they can only solve peripheral issues and cannot interfere in the battle of the fifth level."

Before Zhang Taisu could think of a countermeasure, the towering black turtle opened its mouth and sprayed a cloud of water vapor.

The water vapor was like fog at first, but it carried violent energy and hit the hull like an arrow from a string.

The hull was shattered immediately, and countless pieces of wood and iron exploded, with debris flying everywhere.

Many Tianshi Dao monks had already stretched out their protective qi, but the water vapor was like an arrow, and still smashed holes of various sizes on their bodies.

Some were even thrown several feet away, fell into the cabin, and stirred up a bloody flower in the water.

Seeing that the building ship was on the verge of collapse, countless exclamations and screams suddenly rang out on the ship.

"Save people first!"

Shen Wuming's eyes condensed, patted Ye Qingcheng who was a little dazed, and then jumped into the river.

Those Tianshi Dao monks who fell into the river were struggling hard, but there were many monsters in the water.

Those fish and shrimps were full of monsters, huge in size, densely packed, and rushed towards the Taoists who fell into the river.

"When you know the east wind, you will always see spring in all its splendor."

Shen Wuming stood in the air, reciting poems, and a group of righteous spirit poured into the river.

In the blink of an eye, the river was like winter crossing spring, with a scene of lush colors.

A cluster of flowers surrounded the Taoist monks who fell into the water, blocking the fish, shrimp and monsters in the water.

"The short swords and spears are encircled, and the cold wind blows the blood and people fly."

Shen Wuming continued to move forward, and as soon as the voice fell, the colorful flowers instantly turned into long spears and short spears!

They stabbed forward one after another.

Many fish, shrimp and monsters have low cultivation, how can they compare with Shen Wuming's righteous spirit?

In just a blink of an eye, countless monsters were killed, and the blood flowed, and the river changed color.

"How dare you hurt my Wuding Water Clan!"

The Yongding River is also called the Wuding River, and the monsters call themselves the Wuding Water Clan.

The black turtle seemed to be irritated as well, and roared at Shen Wuming in a muffled voice.

It was about to move forward.

But Ye Qingcheng had already reacted, and gently patted her waist, offering a golden bronze bell.

"Old turtle, you have no right to speak!"

Ye Qingcheng stepped forward, seemingly slowly, but in fact she penetrated the space and landed in front of the old turtle in the blink of an eye.

She was not short, at least among women, she was tall.

But standing in front of the towering old turtle, she looked like a grain of millet.

If it weren't for the deep aura on her body, the black turtle would probably not even look at him.

"Little Tianshi of Tianshi Dao?"

The black turtle obviously recognized her identity, "I didn't expect that you, a little girl, actually broke through the fifth realm?"

"It seems that I have to go to those people to get more money later!"

Ye Qingcheng sneered repeatedly, but did not talk nonsense with him, but patted the golden bronze bell in his hand!

The golden bronze bell grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it was as big as a loft, and it attacked the head of the black turtle!

"Tian Peng Tian Peng, Jiu Yuan Sha Tong, Wu Ding Du Si, Gao Diao Bei Weng."

"Hold the emperor bell, drive Kui Long strictly, and use the mighty sword to kill evil and destroy all traces."

Ye Qingcheng was chanting something, which was the Taoist Tian Peng Mantra, which was specially used to drive the Tian Peng bell.

As the last word fell, the golden bronze bell fell towards the head of the black turtle, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"You have some skills!"

The black turtle felt the pressure coming towards it, and did not choose to resist it, but pulled back.

Who would have thought that this towering body comparable to a building ship would be so fast in this flash!

The Tian Peng bell missed the target, but only hit the water surface, which immediately stirred up thousands of feet of waves.

Shen Wuming saw that the black turtle had been restrained, so he quickly took action and rescued the Taoist priests who fell into the water one by one.

"Thank you, Master Shen."

All the Taoist priests of Tianshi Dao were filled with gratitude and bowed their hands to express their gratitude.

If Shen Wuming had not intervened, they would have been besieged and killed by monsters.

After all, there are countless monsters in the water.

Shen Wuming waved his hand, "It's just a small favor. Hurry up and treat the wounded. I'll go to help."

At this time, the battle between the two sides has become increasingly intense. Zhang Taisu was firmly suppressed by the one-horned monster and could only barely protect himself.

Ye Qingcheng's situation was slightly better. She could drive the Tianpeng Bell, but it consumed her blood and mana.

At this time, her face was slightly pale, but the black tortoise was not injured, but was deliberately consuming it.

As for the soldiers of Guangwu Camp, they had already fought with the assassins who came out of the reeds, and the two sides were fighting fiercely.

Including many Tianshi Dao monks, they were also going to support... After all, they could not intervene in the battle between the five realms.

Shen Wuming just glanced and went straight to where Zhang Taisu was.

After all, among the three battlefields, Zhang Taisu was the worst fighter and was being forced into a desperate situation by the one-horned monster.

"How magnificent is Mount Xiyue, and the Yellow River flows like a silk thread across the sky!"

Shen Wuming raised his hand slightly, and countless rivers rolled up and swirled in the void like a tornado.

Then the temperature dropped rapidly, and a towering iceberg was formed, like a big seal, falling from the sky!

"Suppress!"

Shen Wuming stretched out his hand and pointed, and the towering iceberg fell on the head of the one-horned monster.

At this time, the one-horned monster had forced Zhang Taisu into a desperate situation, and the demonic energy around him had reached an extreme.

The exaggerated barbs on the elbows were like a sharp blade that slashed out continuously, and his figure was flying and flashing.

Zhang Taisu responded in a panic, and his protective qi had been shattered long ago, and he was forced to bounce up at this time.

But the one-horned monster's cultivation was better than his, and in terms of speed, it was more than two times better!

With a flash, he had blocked his front, and the barbs on the elbows blasted out again like a knife.

Zhang Taisu's eyes were filled with fear, and he used all his golden elixir magic power to condense a flaming armor to resist.

"I will hold this monster back, you look for an opportunity and escape quickly!"

"I will report to the court and the sect tomorrow, and I will make sure that this Wuding Water Clan will be wiped out from now on!"

Zhang Taisu's voice was sad and desolate, and he obviously saw that this was a life-and-death moment.

Even if he had to sacrifice his life, he had to protect his disciples, otherwise how could he face the old master?

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on his body was like boiling water, rapidly surging, as if he wanted to explode and die together.

"That doesn't have to be the case!"

At this moment, Shen Wuming's voice sounded, and his figure landed beside him, slapping him on the shoulder.

The boiling golden elixir magic power was instantly suppressed under this palm, as calm as dead water.

The towering iceberg formed by the condensation of the Wuding Water has also fallen on the head of the one-horned monster.

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