"Halt!" Before Jiang Changhong could finish, a Confucian cultivator standing close beside Changfeng Pavilion shouted, "Pavilion Master Jiang, Changfeng Pavilion has already attacked. Shouldn't it be Youlong Sect's turn now?"
Jiang Changhong looked somewhat embarrassed and angry as he glanced at the brawny Confucian cultivator beside him, dressed in a Coiled Dragon Robe and holding a Coiled Dragon Spear. He shouted, "Xie Han, I just finished fighting Black Wind Ridge less than the time it takes to eat a meal ago, and your Youlong Sect is already getting impatient?"
"The time it takes to eat a meal still counts as fighting!" Xie Han gave a savage grin, raised the Coiled Dragon Spear in his hand, and shouted, "Men, kill them for me..."
"Kill..." Behind Xie Han stood a formation of nearly a thousand men. The more than thousand Youlong Sect disciples were all mounted on strange demon beasts. Though the Weapons in their hands differed, as they roared and activated them, inscriptions appeared one after another, drawing down countless streams of Vast Righteous Qi. The Vast Righteous Qi actually transformed into more than a dozen dragon-shaped forms that pounced madly at the lion demons opposite them...
As for Xie Han, he had never intended to wait for Jiang Changhong's reply. The moment he raised the Coiled Dragon Spear, several Righteous Qi Pillars crashed into its shaft out of thin air. "Roar..." Dense inscriptions spread across the spear's body. Driven by True Qi, it too transformed into an enormous coiling dragon and flew toward Li Xiang's flank!
"Haha, so this is how Confucian cultivators who rule the world by rites and laws behave!" Li Xiang was not at all surprised by Xie Han's sneak attack. He laughed loudly. "How is such conduct any different from bandits who rob travelers on the