Counterattack from Douba

Chapter 85 Invincible
Great progress in cultivation, just needed a big battle to hone it, Zeng Xiaoshi was full of fighting spirit, strode out of the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw countless enemies scurrying around the National Teacher's Mansion, each with a strong killing intent on their faces, wielding weapons in their hands and wreaking havoc.

The buildings of the National Teacher's Mansion were damaged, the doors and windows were damaged, and the flowers and plants were trampled wantonly.

In the courtyard, a group of enemy troops were constantly attacking the little princess, their eyes were sizing up her exquisite and graceful body wantonly, and they laughed out of their mouths.

"Haha, this Princess Dakang really deserves to be a peerless beauty. This figure is too punctual!"

"It's no wonder that the middle wolf prince did not hesitate to invite masters from the master's school to help out for her."

"This charming appearance really makes people lose their minds. Prince Zhonglang is so lucky!"

"Hahaha, our luck is not bad, capturing Princess Dakang alive is a great achievement!"

……

A burst of obscenities came, the little princess, a girl with yellow flowers, couldn't bear it, her face turned livid with anger, and she desperately killed the enemy with a long sword in her hand.

But her skill is limited, she is only the eighth-rank warrior, most of the people surrounding her are seventh- or eighth-rank warriors, and there are two warriors, no matter how hard she tries, she can't hurt the enemy.

If it wasn't for her extraordinary talent and her proficiency in martial arts, and the fact that the purpose of this group of enemies was to capture her alive, they would have failed long ago.

"These bastards are too shameless! If I don't teach you a good lesson today, I won't be worthy of being the master of Dakang."

Zeng Xiaoshi strode swiftly, and in an instant he had arrived in the courtyard, protecting the little princess behind him, "Xiao Qi, go and see Xiong Er, I'll deal with these people."

After speaking, he handed her a large stack of talismans, and the little princess took the talismans and ran towards the backyard.

"kill!"

"Never let the little princess run away!"

This group of enemies rushed over clamorously, how could the fat in their hands make them run away.

As for Zeng Xiaoshi, the national teacher, they had never seen him before, and they had already ignored him.

A kid of thirteen or fourteen years old, whose cultivation has not yet broken through to become a martial artist, can he still threaten us?
"Hmph! The middle wolf thief, dare to rush into the National Teacher's Mansion to kill people, die!"

Zeng Xiaoshi sternly said, the magic whip in his hand was already hitting the enemy group like lightning.

The second form of the eight methods of beating the gods - the soul is flying and the soul is scattered!
Shot is a trick, no mercy.

The sound of whining whips sounded like the King of Hades demanding his life, and the whip shadows all over the sky fell down instantly.

crackle crackle!

With the powerful attribute of breaking defense and exorcising evil spirits, the magic whip broke all the defenses of more than a dozen enemies, and lashed them heavily, leaving a shocking scar on each of them.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts to death!"

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen powerful enemies fell to the ground, hugging their heads behind their backs, curled up, and howled loudly.

Zeng Xiao defeated more than a dozen powerful enemies with eleven strokes, without stopping for a moment, he went straight to the backyard.

Enemies attacked him from time to time along the way, but under the mysterious move of the whipping method, these enemies who were no more than martial artist level were not his opponents at all, and they often killed them with one move.

Killing one person in one step, Zeng Xiaoshi's aura became stronger and stronger, a cold and domineering murderous aura emanated from him, gradually no one dared to approach him.

In front of him, three four-star martial artists, relying on their high cultivation, slashed at his head with machetes.

Zeng Xiaoshi glanced coldly, his piercing gaze was like a sharp arrow, shooting straight into the hearts of the three of them, making them shudder.

hiss!Is this man the reincarnation of the Killing God?

Two people were scared out of their wits, turned around and fled.

The remaining one was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Zeng Xiaoshi kicked him aside and rushed into the backyard.

"Roar!"

In the crowd, Xiong Er had already used the blood of a violent bear, and became extremely tall. With every gesture, infinite power burst out, shaking the surrounding enemies to the ground.

boom!
An enemy was hit by Xiong Er, and fell in front of Zeng Xiaoshi, all the bones in his body were broken.

"Xiong Er, great job!"

Zeng Xiaoshi exclaimed loudly, raised his magic whip and rushed into the enemy group.

Seeing Zeng Xiaoshi, Xiong Er shouted excitedly, "Spirit Lord, kill... the enemy!"

"Hahaha, Xiong Er, you can actually complete a sentence, okay, kill the enemy, kill all these enemies."

Zeng Xiaoshi's magic whip drew a mysterious trajectory, hitting the enemy in front of him like lightning.

The whip wave soars into the air!

Soul fly away!

Tianwei is endless!

The three ultimate moves erupted one after another, and the endless whip shadows enveloped dozens of enemies in front of him, none of them could guard against them, and they all fell down very quickly.

Xiong Er strode forward and gave Zeng Xiaoshi a bear hug. The tyrannical force almost made Zeng Xiaoshi breathless.

"Xiong Er, your strength is too great!"

Zeng Xiaoshi said with an indignant face, and stepped aside.

This spirit beast is different, its physique is inherently better than that of the human race, and after months of hard work in the Banqi Continent, its improved cultivation is no match for this sloth bear.

"Little Stone, what should we do now?"

The little princess came out from behind Xiong Er's tall body, her face full of excitement.

Zeng Xiaoshi smiled lightly and said, "Xiao Qi, let's go, I'll take you to kill the enemy!"

After speaking, he rushed out of the mansion with the magic whip, and the little princess and Xiong Er followed immediately.

"Kill!"

There are already battlefields everywhere outside the National Teacher's Mansion, and the sound of killing is loud.

When a group of enemies saw Zeng Xiaoshi, they rushed over with spears in hand.

"beat!"

Zeng Xiaoshi yelled angrily, and whipped the magic whip forward extremely swiftly, the waves of the whip were like waves, he flexibly twisted the spear and flew, and then slapped the enemy fiercely.

One by one, the enemies collapsed to the ground as if they had been electrocuted.

Xiong Er was even more direct, aiming at the enemies in front of him with his huge fist and slamming them, each and every enemy was easily thrown into the air.

The two rampaged all the way, like a bulldozer, they pushed a way out of the enemy group and kept pushing towards the palace.

The little princess followed behind, unable to intervene at all, she just stared dumbfounded.

These two masters and servants are too fierce!
When I came to the palace, I saw a flying boat hanging in the sky, ten feet long and three feet wide, with silver light all over its body.

On the deck of the flying boat, Prince Zhonglang sat at the head, with a beautiful sword-wielding maid on each side, and two teams of red-clothed generals lined up in front of him, at least forty or fifty in number.

Behind him, there is an extremely powerful middle-aged man, with a cold face that will not change for thousands of years, staring coldly at King Dakang below.

"King Dakang, surrender and give it to the little princess. I can save your life, and I can even agree to let you continue to manage the royal city."

The middle wolf prince drank the glass of wine handed over by the maid, stood up, with a smile on his face, and said to King Dakang.

"Fuck! The wolf dog thief wants me to surrender. Unless the sun comes out to the west, even if I die today, I will cut off the claws of your evil wolf."

King Dakang, dressed in treasure armor and holding a golden-backed sword, sat on the mighty golden flame lion, raised his head and cursed at the middle wolf prince.

Behind him, some of Dakang's loyal civil servants and military generals stood, all of them were angry, their faces were full of determination, and they must have despaired in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)