Seventy-Two Transformations: Aerodactyl

"That would be excellent. If True Lord takes action, capturing him will be effortless." King Li repeatedly voiced his agreement. Although Erlang Shen did not get along with his immediate superior, they were family in the end. They might reconcile someday, so this respect had to be shown.

War drums thundered as the formation tore open a gap. Erlang Shen charged down with the Howling Celestial Dog, while the Six Sages of Meishan held the line behind him. Unlike that chatterbox Monkey, Erlang Shen did not waste words with Duke. Raising his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd, he struck straight at Duke's brow.

Seeing that his opponent possessed extraordinary bearing—and that he was the three-eyed Erlang Shen—Duke eagerly rushed forward. The two exchanged blows, both masters of martial arts, and for a time neither gained the upper hand.

This was Duke's first time encountering a weapon like the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd. Most of his attention was spent studying it. Others could not tell, but Erlang Shen, locked in combat with him, saw it perfectly clearly.

"Fine Demon King, you dare look down on me!" Erlang Shen snorted coldly. The killing intent of his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd intensified, and its speed rose by another thirty percent.

Caught off guard, Duke was swept across the face by the blade. With a grating crunch and a flash of sparks, a white mark appeared on his face. He knocked Erlang Shen away with a thrust, then wiped his face with one hand. The faint mark vanished at once.

Erlang Shen secretly found this troublesome. Under normal circumstances, he would not have minded fighting Duke for three days and nights, but not today. Gods and Buddhas filled the skies, watching them. He had to capture Duke quickly. His body shuddered as he unleashed the divine ability of