The wolf has no doubts. Forty-three years ago, it gained enlightenment through a fortunate opportunity.
Afterward, he realized his own strength was weak and began to seek immortality and the path of enlightenment.
Having traveled the world for a long time, he successfully became a disciple of a Taoist master, served as the master's mount, and also learned many magical arts.
One day, he developed a rebellious heart and no longer wanted to serve as the master's mount.
So he secretly murdered the Taoist who taught him magical arts.
Then, Lang Wuji came to the Tang Dynasty and began to recruit soldiers and horses, wishing to imitate the Great Sage Equal to Heaven who once disturbed the Heavenly Palace and cause some trouble himself. The other's place was called "Water Curtain Cave," while his would be called "Wolf Gorge Cave."
Soon, he became the king of the area with a radius of one hundred li.
Little demons flattered him, officials dared not provoke him, local gods avoided him, and he befriended various powerful demons...
He probably remembers his wish to imitate the Great Sage and disturb the Heavenly Palace, but the longer he lives, the faster that surge of determination disperses.
Nowadays, he only wishes to protect his own little piece of land.
He dares not provoke the heavenly soldiers and generals.
Until one day, he suddenly decided to marry a fox spirit.
Unexpectedly, a Jialiu'er appeared out of nowhere.
Who would have thought that Jialiu'er, in just a short period of time, had almost become a nightmare for Lang Wuji!
"Jialiu'er!"
"Come and die!"
Lang Wuji, carried by demonic winds, held a long-hafted wolf's tooth club.
The weapon weighs eight hundred and eighty-eight jin, forged from meteoric iron, with the head of the club covered in sharp wolf teeth. The jagged teeth are crisscrossed in disarray, making anyone who looks at it feel like their scalp would be numbed, and a scratch would definitely scrape off some skin!
Lang Wuji flew out of the demon cave and saw Jialiu'er calling out in front of the cave at the first glance.
A confrontation between old enemies.
They were especially hostile to each other.
He roared like a wolf, wielding his club with force, aiming to strike Jialiu'er with a full swing.
Before the club had landed, its might was already upon him. Jialiu'er's hair was scattered and flailed wildly by the demon wind. Lang Wuji, with his imposing figure comparable to that of a bear's head, loomed over him like a peak laden with black clouds, pressing down upon him.
"Cheng!" - The Heavenly Pool-Covering and Sea-Taming Sword was instantly unsheathed and fell into his palm.
Ordinary swords, if clashing against the wolf's tooth club, would probably break into pieces.
But this sword is a treasure from the Dragon Palace of the South Sea.
It is not afraid of that nearly 1,000-jin wolf's tooth club.
Jialiu'er twirled the "Bear the Mountain Secret," unhesitatingly holding his sword to meet the attack.
The weapons clashed.
The sacred winds rolled.
Lang Wuji was shocked by Jialiu'er's incredible strength, and his grip on the wolf's tooth club caused his palms to tremble with numbness. Jialiu'er was surprised by Lang Wuji's formidable Daoist attainment. Even though he had already invoked the "Bear the Mountain Secret," he nearly failed to block Lang Wuji's attack with his sword.
Both engaged in fierce combat, their clubs and swords colliding without a clear winner. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than a dozen moves.
Here, demonic energy rolls and black winds resound.
Over there, magic power shines like a rainbow and sword shadows tower.
The onlookers were apprehensive.
"What an amazing demon! You Taoist friends are also very powerful! If I interfere, I might be doomed!" Xing's eyes widened with horror and said in a self-pitying tone.
Hu Yuyu was very nervous, fearing that her benefactor would fall behind.
The old abbot walked out of the demon cave with a tremble and a shiver.
Seeing the fierce battle outside, he was scared and quickly ran away.
"It has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me, Amituofo..."
"The old monk has no connection with that wolf demon."
...
"Jialiu'er! You have such abilities. Why did you run away that day?"
Lang Wuji was pushed back by Jialiu'er's sword, and he was startled in his heart.
Lang Wuji's arms felt numb, and he was somewhat intimidated by the thief's abnormal strength.
"I did not know how to use magic that day when you forcefully took a woman from the people and held a grand wedding feast."
Jialiu'er was also shocked by Lang Wuji's terrifying strength.
Fortunately, Jialiu'er had already learned the "Bear the Mountain" technique and had made some progress, otherwise he would have been defeated.
"Lie! You lie!" Lang Wuji gritted his teeth: "Even if you've been cultivating since your mother's womb, it's hard to have reached such an attainment. Has it been a month since my wedding day? Could you possibly have reached this level of attainment within less than a month?"
Jialiu'er said, "You guessed it."
"What a thief! You want to deceive me! Do you think I'm an idiot?" Lang Wuji was immediately enraged.
"Today, the king will take your dog's head to offer sacrifices for my bear brothers!"
Both of them fought again in a chaotic mess.
Jialiu'er found an opportunity and thought quickly. He extracted a hundred bamboo spears from his magic device, the Sumi-jin, at once. At the same time, he also invoked a sword-controlling technique from the "One Hundred Incantations to Penetrate the Brain" Spells of the Sumi-jin.
Lang Wuji felt a chill run down his spine, and when he looked forward again, he saw...
His wolf's fur stood on end.
"What kind of spell is that?"
A dense array of sharp bamboo spears shot towards him at once.
Each bamboo spear was aimed directly at his head.
With these sharp bamboo spears, Lang Wuji was not afraid even if they just hit his head. He believed that they wouldn't even scratch his skin.
But if they were to strike at the delicate parts of the eyes, mouth, ears, nose, and throat.
He couldn't guarantee that he could withstand it.
Also...
Lang Wuji vaguely saw a glint of metal within the bamboo spears.
What a cunning thief!
The bamboo spears are actually iron spears!
Lang Wuji managed to block ninety-one of the bamboo spears, but a few of the iron spears hidden within were missed and he was injured.
One of his wolf ears was pierced by an iron spear, a bloodstained wound appeared on his cheek, and an iron spear struck his brow, leaving him with a gushing wound where the white bones were visible.
Lang Wuji was in agony and fury, and his blood and qi surged violently within him. With a height of over ten feet already, he shot up another half as tall.
Holding his club, he roared in anger and charged towards Jialiu'er.
But he didn't expect that Jialiu'er would also invoke a sword-controlling technique, and this time, all the spears in his line of sight were sharp iron spears!
"Again??"
Lang Wuji gritted his teeth and blocked the iron spears, but his chin was still injured. An iron spear had even pierced through his skin and deeply embedded in his mouth.
Lang Wuji glared with anger and endured the pain to pull out the iron spear, then snapped it in half with a grip.
In a fit of anger.
His strength surged.
With his club, he struck towards Jialiu'er's head, but to his surprise, he missed and hit nothing. Jialiu'er "sank" beneath Lang Wuji's very eyes, as if using some kind of earth-dodging magic, and vanished in a blink.
The blood-streaked face of Lang Wuji was left looking around nervously.
Attempting to find Jialiu'er's trace.
But as he turned his head, Jialiu'er emerged from the shadows — it turned out that he had invoked a "Communicating with the Underworld" technique, briefly entering the underworld.
At the same time, the Heavenly Pool-Covering and Sea-Taming Sword soared into the air, its blade causing water to churn and form several flying swords made of water.
Whosh!
The sound of the flying swords slicing through the air set off Lang Wuji's alarm bells.
Turning around, he swung his club horizontally, shattering three water-based flying swords.
But he didn't block the real flying sword!
Puchi!
The Heavenly Pool-Covering and Sea-Taming Sword pierced through Lang Wuji's gaping mouth, hitting and shattering his teeth. It then instantly cut through his tongue and carotids.
Lang Wuji stretched out his hand to grab it.
But it was too late.
The flying sword pierced through his mouth from behind, leaving a gaping hole.
"Puchi!"
Lang Wuji spat out, a mouthful of blood, broken teeth, and rotten flesh.
Lang Wuji was enraged beyond reason and fought with all his might towards the thief.
However, he didn't expect the flying sword that passed through his mouth to turn around and fly back towards his head.
Lang Wuji struck down with his club, but Jialiu'er was unarmed. The ordinary sword in his Sumi-jin, it seemed, was probably not as sturdy as his own body.
Using the slight success of the "Vajra-Rage Body Refining Method," a small level technique, he blocked Jialiu'er's attack with his arms, striking the wolf's tooth club.
The wolf's tooth club came into contact with Jialiu'er's arms, causing the wolf's teeth on the club to either break, bend, or indent.
Although Jialiu'er's expression did not change, he felt a tingling and excruciating pain in his arms.
His left arm bone was cracked!
Lang Wuji's head was pierced by the flying sword, his skull strong enough to withstand the iron spears, but not the treasure sword of the South Sea Dragon Palace.
The bloodied tip of the sword had emerged a inch from Lang Wuji's brow.
Jialiu'er endured the pain and lunged forward.
Taking advantage of the moment Lang Wuji was frozen in surprise, Jialiu'er punched him squarely in the chest and delivered a succession of explosive blows with his fists, utilizing the "Bear the Mountain Secret" technique for five to six thousand pounds of force.
The blows shattered Lang Wuji's breastbone, and his legs could not help but stagger backward.
His heart was blown to smithereens!
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