Chapter 27 1 versus 1
Just as the man and the demon were about to start a fight with their swords drawn, a demon general hurriedly ran up from the bottom of the city wall.
It was none other than Deputy General Shi who had exhausted all his own demonic power in order to gather the scattered demonic power for Xu Zhenfeng.
It had only been less than two days, and he had obviously not yet fully recovered his demonic power. When he walked quickly towards Lang Wentian, Lang Wentian could feel that his steps were a little unsteady.
Deputy General Shi was holding a roll of monster skin in his hand. He suppressed his unstable breath and walked to the side of Lang Wentian. Without even looking at Feng Ling in mid-air, he handed the monster skin in his hand to Lang Wentian with both hands.
Although Lang Wentian was a little puzzled, he still took the monster skin from his hand. Seeing that the monster skin scroll was sealed with magic, a burst of magic power burst out from his palm, and the magic that sealed the monster skin scroll dissipated.
After opening it, Lang Wentian saw that there were only a few short sentences on the animal skin scroll. The prince was under house arrest by the demon king, and there were undercurrents in the royal city. The lion, tiger and wolf tribes had joined forces to stand in the middle. At this moment, the royal city was in turmoil, and the border town must not have chaos.
Lang Wentian read through the words on the animal skin scroll at a glance. He was shocked in his heart, but his face showed no expression.
He casually threw the animal skin scroll to the ground, and before it hit the ground, it was burned to ashes by a ball of evil fire.
Feng Ling still stared at Lang Wentian, and seeing that he still looked indifferent, he didn't know what message the demon general brought to him, and it seemed to be insignificant.
Otherwise, given the reckless character of a demon like Lang Wentian who shows his emotions clearly, it is impossible for him to have such a calm expression.
Lang Wentian also looked at Feng Ling and said calmly, "I have said that I did not leave the boundary marker that night and did not violate the covenant. The two little demons of my demon clan who just transformed returned to the Demon Mountain with their own demon power. If the two venerables must use this as an excuse to attack my Demon Mountain, then my Demon Mountain will take over."
There was a hint of sarcasm on Feng Ling's lips.
"How could two little demons who had just transformed escape into the demon mountain safely when surrounded and chased by more than 20 Xuan-level and Huang-level cultivators of my human race?"
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand backwards, and the Taoist disciple surnamed Chen had someone carry a huge fox corpse over from behind.
Feng Ling pointed at the fox corpse below and said, "This fox demon is already at the seventh level of the Yellow Rank, and it couldn't escape. How could two little demons who just transformed run back to the demon mountain safely?"
When Lang Wentian saw the fox corpse, he couldn't help but look at it with disdain. He snorted, "So what? The two little demons who returned to the Demon Mountain are from the wolf clan and the tiger clan. They are both talented youngsters. How can they be compared to this little fox clan's yellow rank seven?"
Feng Ling and Zhao Zhuangzhou brought people to the city gate of Jianfengling today to question the demon clan. Their intention was not to provoke a war between humans and demons, but to use this excuse to blackmail the demon clan.
If Shi Tong were here, he would have said a few words of reconciliation to them and given them some rare treasures unique to the Demon Mountain, and the matter would have been over.
This is not the first or second time that humans have done this. Most of the demon generals guarding the border town of Demon Mountain are sent away by giving them some benefits.
I am too lazy to start any dispute with them. If things get out of hand, although it is unlikely to lead to a war between humans and demons, the Demon King will still issue an order to reprimand them.
This is not to say that the Demon King is cowardly and afraid of humans. It is just that the strength of the demon race is declining day by day, and it really cannot withstand another war with humans and demons.
But Shi Tong was not there today, and it was Lang Wentian, the demon general known for his impatience and recklessness, who came out to deal with them.
Feng Ling had no way to deal with this stubborn monster. He was now in a dilemma. He could either have a fight with Lang Wentian and let their strength prevail. Even if he could not gain anything, he had to win so that he could return with dignity.
However, Feng Ling was not sure that he could defeat Lang Wentian. He knew that Lang Wentian was already at the ninth level of the Earth Rank, which was comparable to his own strength level.
Although the demon clan does not have any powerful magic weapons or magic weapons, they have strong demonic power and thick skin and flesh. Once they get into close combat, they are almost invincible against the same level.
Among the three schools of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism, except for Buddhism, there is also a group of disciples who practice the system of angry Vajra and can barely fight against monsters in close combat.
The other two families would never dare to engage in one-on-one close combat with the monster unless there was a huge level gap.
Even if they wanted to fight at a distance, the monsters were too fast. Even if they fought at a distance at first, after a few exchanges, the monsters would close the distance with their amazing speed talent.
Unless there are very sharp magic weapons that can seriously injure the monsters in a short period of time, as long as the battle lasts for a long time, the human race's magic is exhausted, and the monsters are still strong and energetic, they will be caught up by the monsters and have to engage in close combat.
The flying sword under Feng Ling's feet is a magic weapon that he has nurtured for decades. Although it cannot be said to be a rare and powerful magic weapon, it is incomparable to ordinary magic weapons.
He weighed his own strength and that of Lang Wentian. If it was a long-range fight, he would be sure to win. But if it was a close-range fight...
No, Lang Wentian definitely wouldn't dare to leave the city gate and engage him in close combat. For some reason, Shi Tong was not at the city gate. At this time, he was the only general guarding the city gate of Jianfengling.
No matter how reckless and brainless Lang Wentian was, he would not dare to abandon his important responsibility of guarding the city gate and leave the city gate to fight in close combat with himself.
“Haha, since General Wolf said that they were two little demons that had just transformed, they are so powerful that they could escape from dozens of cultivators of my human race.
Then let them come out. Our clan will send two monks of the same yellow rank. If they fight alone, they can win. Even if they are extremely talented and have such strong demonic power at the first yellow rank, the incident of that night will be written off. If they cannot defeat our human monks, it means that you, General Wolf, violated the covenant and met the two little demons outside the demon mountain. "
Lang Wentian's expression became even colder. Although they were both at the Yellow Rank, there was a world of difference between the first Yellow Rank and the ninth Yellow Rank.
Xu Zhenfeng and the tiger demon had just transformed, but they were only at the first level of the Yellow Rank, and they hadn't even learned a few magic arts. How could they have any chance of winning if they were to fight alone against a human cultivator who was at the ninth level of the Yellow Rank and had magical weapons in his hands?
Moreover, he knew that the human race had a shameless spell, which was to suppress one's own strength, which could suppress the primary level of Xuan Rank to the ninth level of Huang Rank. But in fact, the strength he showed in the battle was still the strength of the primary level of Xuan Rank.
Lang Wentian sneered, “If you want to fight, I will accompany you. But if you want me to call out the little demons of my tribe for you to bully, that is absolutely impossible.”
"General Wolf, what you said is wrong. Since your two little demons were able to escape from dozens of my human cultivators, can't you fight against my human cultivators alone?"
At this time, Zhao Zhuangzhou below also summoned his own magic weapon, which was an inkstone as big as a small table.
It was a rare opportunity that he used magic to activate the inkstone, which carried him into the air.
He listened for a long time and discovered that Shi Tong was not at the city gate. In this case, why not join forces to fight Lang Wentian.
Even if he couldn't extort any rare treasures, at least he could have beaten Lang Wentian to a pulp and vented his anger.
They are no match for Lang Wentian alone, but when the two of them join forces, they can definitely defeat Lang Wentian.
Seeing Zhao Zhuangzhou flying into the air with his feet on the inkstone, the shadow of the brush behind him was also summoned out, looking like it was ready to take action at any time.
Langshan, who had been silently standing behind Lang Wentian, became a little anxious. Deputy General Shi was now strong on the outside but weak on the inside and he absolutely could not take action. He had also consumed a lot of his demonic power and had not yet fully recovered.
Even if he and Deputy General Shi were at their full strength, once Lang Wentian engaged in a battle with these two humans, he and Deputy General Shi would not be able to follow them. Would they still be able to save the city gate?
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Xu Zhenfeng rested in the stone house for a long time. He lived on the city wall, not too far from the city gate.
He had long known that the human race had come to the city gate to hold Lang Wentian accountable. At this time, he was wearing a set of hedgehog armor of his personal soldiers and slowly approached not far behind Lang Wentian.
Seeing that these two humans were about to fight with Lang Wentian, Langshan and Deputy General Shi both showed anxious looks on their faces.
He understood that Lang Wentian might not be able to defeat the two humans joining forces.
In addition, there was only one general, Lang Wentian, guarding the city gate at this time. He would suffer losses in a long-range battle, and he would have to leave the city gate for a close battle. He couldn't let two human elders enter the city to fight.
There are still dozens of human beings at the gate of the city, eyeing them covetously. Once Lang Wentian can't stand the provocation, he will go out of the city and engage in close combat with them.
If humans rush forward, not only will Lang Wentian suffer, but the city gates may also be rushed by humans.
Although there are only dozens of humans outside the city at this moment, who knows if they have ambushed other people nearby.
The human race's magic weapons are strange and bizarre. There are all kinds of magic weapons that can conceal auras, body shapes, and even hide a large number of soldiers. The demon race has suffered a lot from this.
These were all told to him by Wu Changlang.
In the past, the border towns in various parts of the Demon Mountain were often provoked by humans. Some demons, seeing that only a few humans dared to show off their power at the city gate, would not be able to help but go out of the city gate to fight with the humans.
Once the demons leave the city, other humans whose bodies and auras are hidden by magic weapons will rush out and beat up the demons together.
By the time the other demons came out to support, the first demon to go out had already died.
The human race took advantage and ran away, and the demon race could not pursue them because once they got out of the boundary marker, there might be a large number of human cultivators lying in ambush outside.
This kind of thing happened so often that the demons learned their lesson. No matter how many humans came to the city gate to provoke them, they would never leave the city to fight.
Xu Zhenfeng looked at Lang Wentian's two hands behind his back, which were constantly clenched and closed, making a crackling sound as the joints rubbed against each other.
I knew he was furious, and I was afraid he might start a fight with the two humans at any time.
Thinking about how Lang Wentian had taken care of him these days, if the human race could really send out only two yellow-level warriors to fight against him and the tiger demon alone, he felt that he could still give it a try.
After all, in the past few days, he has also discovered the difference between his demonic power and that of other demons.
Besides, this matter was actually caused by Lang Wentian in order to take him back to the Monster Mountain. If he could defeat a yellow-rank human, he could put the matter to rest. Why would he let Lang Wentian take risks? And why would he let the entire Jianfengling City Pass take risks?
After all, he is now also a demon.
Xu Zhenfeng hesitated for a moment, but still walked behind Lang Wentian.
"General, I can fight them one on one."