Chapter 1457: Chapter 1457 Three-Headed Evil Jiao

On the Great River, the width of the river exceeds three thousand meters.

In this world, because the mountains are so high, the rivers that converge here are much wider than those in the Outer Sect world.

At this moment, the riverbank was already packed with people.

The common folk love excitement, even if the excitement comes with danger, they are completely unconcerned.

A young man in a gray Daoist robe, with handsome features, led a dozen young cultivators to set up a small defensive formation by the riverbank.

The City Lord of Xiangyang City personally came, leading a team of soldiers at the rear to support the formation, and prepared a large number of small boats.

The boats were filled with dry grass and fire oil, ready to set fire to the ships and besiege the Evil Jiao at the first opportunity.

On the shore, female cultivators were passionately cheering for the cultivators in front, “Xiao Chen, we support you, you can definitely slay the Evil Dragon!”

“Xiao Chen is the best, go Xiao Chen!”

“Brother Xiao Chen, I want to have children with you!”

“Daoist Xiao Chen, I’m eighteen this year, and my horoscope matches perfectly with yours!”

“…”

The scene was bustling with activity, comparable to the fanfare outside this world.

Chu Feng looked at this young man and smiled as he listened, “This kid does have some local notoriety here.”

Long Fei was staring at the formation and said, “This formation won’t do, it’s too flashy. Although it’s tailored to the riverside, it’s set up with a water formation. But the sand is loose, and the foundation is unstable. If the Evil Jiao attacks from below, it could smash the formation to pieces with one headbutt.”

Someone nearby overheard Long Fei and Chu Feng’s conversation and defended their idol, “You’re from out of town, aren’t you?”

“Yes!”

Long Fei nodded and asked him, “What’s wrong?”

This person was displeased and said, “What business do you have gossiping here? Daoist Xiao Chen broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm at a young age and is now only a step away from the Soul Ascension Stage. What can you, with your cultivation level, use to judge him?”

Someone else chimed in from the back, “Yes, who are you? Among the cultivators of Jingzhou, not even those old timers can compare to Brother Xiao Chen!”

“This country bumpkin, surely doesn’t recognize Brother Xiao Chen, who is a top disciple of the Mount Heng Sect. What are you spouting about?”

“…”

Long Fei’s words offended the male cultivators present.

They were like a pot boiling over, everyone was talking at once, wishing they could drown Long Fei in their spit.

Long Fei shook his head with a smile and didn’t lower himself to their level.

Chu Feng wasn’t so patient and raised his fist to curse, “Fuck your mother, everyone shut the hell up! Whoever disagrees, step up and challenge me!”

A crowd looked at his fist, the size of a sandpot, swallowed their saliva, and shut their mouths.

They cursed under their breath, “Country bumpkins, must’ve come from the sticks.”

“Wait till Brother Xiao Chen shows his skills, you’ll be scared to death, you two bumpkins.”

“Why don’t you have the guts to challenge Brother Xiao Chen?”

“…”

Chu Feng glared with wide eyes, ferocious to the extreme, intimidating everyone present.

He took out a wine gourd and handed it to Long Fei, took a sip with him, and complained, “You need to work on your temper, or any Tom, Dick, and Harry will think they can step over us.”

Long Fei took a sip of wine and smiled, “Summer insects cannot talk of ice, and well frogs cannot talk of the sea. Instead of wasting energy being angry, why not have a drink? Why argue with a group of ordinary people?”

“Tsk, intellectuals, always pretentious!”

Chu Feng rolled his eyes at him, took a sip of wine, and couldn’t help but laugh with Long Fei.

By the riverbank, Xiao Chen began his spellcasting.

The Evil Dragon seemed to sense that the newcomers were hostile and dared not show itself from under the river.

Xiao Chen raised his hand and summoned a gleaming longsword, and with a flash of white light, it flew down towards the river surface.

The Mount Heng Sect seems to know some techniques for gathering the power of the stars and the moon.

The Sword Qi, with starlight, whirled down to hit the river surface.

The Great River water erupted into crashing waves, forming a dark whirlpool under the great force of the sword.

The longsword, carrying starlight, pierced into the black whirlpool.

After a moment, there was a rumbling at the riverbed.

Thick mud churned upwards, darkening hundreds of meters of water surface.

Boom!

A dull explosion sounded as if a bomb had gone off underwater.

The waves churned on the surface as a colossal creature surged up like a foundered ship.

This thing was over a dozen meters in size, shaped like a climbing crocodile with green scales on its body that clinked like iron as water flowed over them.

It raised its three long necks, opening jaws full of fangs, roaring at the humans on the shore.

A group of adolescents shrieked and cried.

Their parents, however, daringly stayed put, continuing to watch the spectacle with them.

Perhaps they trusted Xiao Chen too much to consider the creature a threat.

The starlight longsword just happened to pierce the creature’s back.

The Three-Headed Jiao arched its body, its scales clattered and rang, and with a bang, it catapulted the starlight longsword away.

Xiao Chen leapt into the air, grabbed the returning longsword, twirled in mid-air with a hand behind his back, and landed gracefully, looking suave and natural.

Holding the sword in one hand, he exclaimed at the creature, “Three-Headed Jiao, you have committed many evils, why don’t you obediently surrender, if not now, when?”

Applause erupted on the shore, the women were all enthralled with Xiao Chen.

Even Long Fei thought the pose struck by Xiao Chen was indeed quite stylish.

The Three-Headed Jiao snorted out angrily, having been disturbed during its sleep underwater by this poser who dared to provoke it.

This Great Demon was not to be trifled with; if it hadn’t been driven out of its spiritual spring cave mansion on the mountain, it wouldn’t deign to stay in this dump.

Xiangyang derives its name from the sunny side of Xiangshui.

Xiangshui is a spiritual spring; it’s not very big outside this world, but here it is a large river.

The spring source is on the mountain.

It’s a volcanic-sized lake, rich in spiritual energy, lush with vegetation, a perfect cave mansion location.

The Three-Headed Jiao’s eyes focused on Xiao Chen, a mouthful of flames spewed upwards.

With a couple of whooshes, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, a good fire dragon-like blaze charged toward Xiao Chen and his junior brother.

Xiao Chen wielding his sword shouted, “Retreat into the formation!”

He was prepared in advance, having set up a Water Spirit Barrier on the shore, precisely to counter the Evil Jiao’s flames.

A group of juniors darted inside, where they quickly began to control their longswords, stabbing towards the Evil Jiao.

Xiao Chen skimmed over the water, searching for an opportunity to stab the creature.

His speed was extremely fast, as his sword flashed white light, he dashed towards the Evil Jiao.

The Jiao’s green scales clinked, like an iron armor, blocking his flying sword.

The other juniors’ longswords hacked and clattered on the Jiao too, but all got blocked by its scales.

Angered by these humans, it rushed furiously toward the Water Spirit Barrier.

A loud boom, the Water Spirit Barrier shimmered like a bubble, nearly shattering.

The group of Mount Heng disciples inside screamed in fright, their longswords flew stabbing toward the Jiao’s belly.

Finally, the Jiao felt a hint of pain, it abruptly plunged its head towards the sandy ground below.

In a short while, there was a rumble from the ground.

The Jiao’s head emerged from beneath the sand, smashing the formation flags apart.

Long Fei’s prediction was right; the foundation of the formation flags was unsteady for combat.

The Water Spirit Barrier burst with a bang, torn open a gap by the Evil Jiao.

Its mouth opened wide with fangs, instantly swallowing three Mount Heng disciples, blood spewed from its lips as it crunched on their bones with cracking noises.