Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

In the evening, Jishui Village.

The two gangs confronted each other in front of Li Laosan's house in the village.

"Li Guancai, he went to Baisha River to fish without paying. Are you sure you want to protect him?" A burly man raised his hand and pointed at Li Laosan who was half-kneeling on the ground at the door, his words full of threats.

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 20 Baisha Gang thugs with green scarves on their heads behind the burly man drew the long swords at their waists, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn and murderous.

"Humph!"

Li Guancai, the black-shirted man standing beside Old Man Li, wasn't frightened by the scene. He snorted coldly and said calmly, "Song Zhi, this is Jishui Village, the territory of our Wild Wolf Gang. And there's a high possibility of an unknown demon appearing right now. What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

"Besides, you came to our Wild Wolf Gang's territory and arrested people in such a high-profile manner without even saying hello. Do you really think our Wild Wolf Gang is made of clay?!"

Li Guancai was also surrounded by a group of Wild Wolf Gang's minions, but there were only eight or nine of them, and their momentum was slightly weaker.

However, Li Guancai was not afraid at all, because Jishui Village belonged to the territory of the Wild Wolf Gang. If a fight really broke out, he would just shout a few times, and many young and strong men in Jishui Village who were hiding in the corners and courtyards watching the excitement would definitely rush out.

"Li Guancai, are you declaring war on our Baisha Gang?" Song Zhi narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.

"No, no, no, I didn't say that. I, Li Guancai, am just a small figure in the Wild Wolf Gang. I don't have the qualifications to declare war on your Baisha Gang."

Li Guancai shook his head, then glanced coldly at Li Laosan, who was half-kneeling and trembling beside him, and the fish basket beside him. "Li Laosan did break the rules. You can ask him to pay the money back, or wait for him to leave Jishui Village, but now... you can't touch him!"

It is true that Li Laosan broke the rules, but Song Zhi's high-profile visit to Jishui Village to arrest people could be considered a slap in the face to the Wild Wolf Gang. How could Li Guancai really let Song Zhi get his wish?

If this matter were to reach the ears of the Wild Wolf Gang's upper echelons, he would definitely not be blamed for handling it this way, but the opposite might not be the case.

"Li Guancai..."

Song Zhi was slightly angry. He didn't expect Li Guancai to be so stubborn. It was obviously just a small matter. He could just take Li Laosan away and leave Jishui Village directly. It was such a simple thing.

To be honest, Song Zhi was in a difficult situation. It was really not worth it to fight for Li Laosan. After he heard from his subordinates that someone was fishing without paying, he came to arrest the person without thinking much about anything else.

"Let's fight between Niupi Realm martial artists. If you win, I'll leave immediately. If I win, Li Laosan will leave it to me!"

Song Zhichao glanced behind him and his eyes fell on the face of an inconspicuous bronze-skinned subordinate, then he looked at Li Guancai and said.

"Okay!" Li Guancai agreed without hesitation. It is always better to avoid large-scale conflicts.

The first level of martial arts is the leather refining martial artist, which is divided into three levels: cowhide level, stone skin level, and iron skin level.

Iron-skinned warriors are considered strong men in Ziyang County and can be considered big shots. At this moment, the three adults who came to Ziyang County to prevent the attack of demons are all iron-skinned warriors.

Song Zhi and Li Guancai are both at the cowhide level, with a physical strength of about 400 kilograms. Their skin is like old cowhide and it is difficult to hurt them with ordinary sticks.

"Be careful, my Wind Breaking Fist has improved a bit recently."

Li Guancai took the first step. He kicked his feet hard and pounced on Song Zhi who was standing there like a black tiger emerging from the mountains.

Bang!

The fists of both sides collided, producing a low muffled sound.

Song Zhi was startled and took three steps back uncontrollably. On the other hand, Li Guancai made a fist gesture and did not take a single step back.

"it is good!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Brother Li is awesome!"

"..."

The Wild Wolf Gang's minions immediately cheered for Li Guancai, and even the villagers of Jishui Village who were watching secretly around came out.

"Humph!"

Song Zhi glanced around and said to one of his men, "Give me your stick."

Swish!

Song Zhi took the wooden stick and played with it a few times. The wind from the stick whistled and raised snowflakes all over the ground.

Both sides coincidentally did not use their own weapons, but Li Guancai practiced boxing, which put Song Zhi, who mainly practiced swordsmanship, at a disadvantage. Therefore, when he saw Song Zhi using the wooden stick, Li Guancai did not say anything.

"drink!"

This time, Song Zhi took the initiative to attack. He growled and used the wooden stick in his hand as a long sword. The tide wave sword technique emphasized that each wave was higher than the last.

Whoosh, whoosh,

The shadows cast by the long stick were so dense that Li Guancai was forced to retreat again and again, and was hit from time to time.

"Damn it, I underestimated him!"

Li Guancai had retreated to the corner of the wall covered with snow. He looked at Song Zhi's smug expression, cursed in his heart, then protected his vital parts with his arms and rolled on the ground closer to Song Zhi.

During this period, Li Guancai was hit by Song Zhi at least seven or eight times.

"Break it for me!"

Li Guancai's eyes were fierce, and he used his Wind-Breaking Fist to hit Song Zhi in the face.

Song Zhi didn't expect Li Guancai to be so decisive. He was willing to get close to him even if it meant getting slightly injured. Was it worth getting hurt just for Li Laosan?

Bang!

Li Guancai broke the solid wooden stick as thick as his wrist with one punch, and at the same time, his other fist hit Song Zhi's shoulder as he hurriedly turned sideways.

A powerful force came, and Song Zhi's feet retreated on the icy ground until he fell into the snow pile at the foot of the wall. "You have mastered the Wind-Breaking Fist. You are really good at hiding it!"

Li Guancai did not reply, but instead took a step forward and was about to rush forward to defeat Song Zhi completely.

boom!

In a flash, Li Guancai fell into the snow. He got up and saw a bronze-skinned Baisha Gang minion standing where he was just now.

Li Guancai stood up and looked at Song Zhi with anger on his face: "What do you mean?"

"hey-hey."

Song Zhi smiled softly, brushed off the snowflakes on his body, and then walked to the bronze-skinned subordinate and said quietly, "I just said that our two sides are fighting against each other, but I didn't say it's just the two of us."

"This is Wang Yun, one of my brothers. He just became a Niupi Realm martial artist two days ago."

Song Zhi had a proud look in his eyes. Wang Yucai, who was beside him, had just become a leather refining martial artist, and the other party must have been completely unaware of this, so he was able to defeat him with a surprise attack.

"mean!"

Li Guancai's face looked extremely ugly. With his mastery of the Wind-Breaking Fist, he was confident of defeating Song Zhi. However, if he were to fight one against two, he would have no chance of winning.

Song Zhi is no rookie. Although he has no hope of breaking through to the Stone Skin Martial Artist in a short time, he has stayed at the Cowhide level for more than ten years. Li Guancai's victory over him was narrow.

"There's no point in talking any more. If you don't admit defeat, then we'll have to beat you until you admit defeat!"

Song Zhi glanced around and saw that the young and strong men from Jishui Village who had gone out to collect herbs, catch insects, hunt and fish were gradually coming back. They had surrounded the place in three layers of defense without him noticing.

Knowing that they couldn't delay any longer, Song Zhi gave Wang Yun a wink, then raised his leg and was about to rush towards Song Zhi.