Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Bai Hu, you better stop talking.

In the depths of Lanxiu Tower, two Daoist figures were still laboring to set up a formation.Suddenly, the ghostly woman in white furrowed her brows and halted her actions.

"One of the puppet paper figures I had patrolling the front hall has died. How can the cultivators of Fengyun County respond so swiftly?"

"What do we do now? The formation is at a critical moment; do we stop and go kill those people first?"

The mysterious figure paused at these words and replied.

"No need. My squad of paper figures have already struck with all their might to hold those people off, and I've sent Xiao Bai with the last troop of paper figures as well. We must hurry, to avoid any complications with a protracted night."

"I don't know why, but I feel somewhat uneasy. We should complete the attraction formation as soon as possible."

Having said that, the woman in white swept her jade-like arm, and a paper figure over three meters tall suddenly appeared by her side.

Next to the towering paper figure were more than twenty paper figures just over a meter tall.

She took out her red scissors and a piece of red paper, and in an instant, she swiftly snipped out a pair of crimson eyes and affixed them onto the head of the towering paper figure.

Two red beams of light shone from the face of the towering paper figure, resembling red

Even with his current strength, well.

It seems like after the transformation into Extreme Yang, he could still kill him, so no worries there.

"Amitabha, I had not expected Lin Baihu to also be a cultivator who has mastered both the law and the body, this humble monk admires you deeply," said Taoist Yi Chengzi, although his spirituality was awakened through heterodox methods and his aptitude was not particularly good, his discernment was extremely sharp, spotting at once the finesse of Lin Baihu's final move.

Law and body dual cultivation.

"You flatter me, you flatter me." Lin Baihu reciprocated with modest words, yet anyone could see the satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.

He cast a sidelong glance in Yi Chen's direction, and had it not been for the stimulus provided by the imposing stature of Taoist Yi Chengzi standing beside him, he wouldn't have revealed the new battle strategy he had recently developed.

He had a strong desire to win.

In his lifetime, Lin Baihu refused to be inferior to others, aiming to perfect himself through law and body dual cultivation and, in one vigorous effort, break through to the Qi Refinement Realm.

Among his peers of the same realm, he never wanted to be a notch below anyone at any time.

In the battle just now, Yi Chen had put considerable pressure on him, and he had seen it.

Yi Taoist's swordplay was nothing special, but his strength was truly immense.

Extremely powerful.

His attacks were as fast as lightning; the paper effigies surrounding him lost limbs or were severely injured with just a graze.

And then there was that peculiar deep purple true energy, which was profoundly potent.

"Taoist Yi Chengzi, what do you think of my final strike? I would appreciate your critique," said Lin Baihu as he sheathed his saber and smiled at Yi Chen.

"Skill without parallel, I concede to your superiority," Yi Chen nodded slightly, quietly adding to himself, under the transformation into Extreme Yang, it would take at least three moves before I could kill you, not bad.

However, even if Yi Chen thought he could hang Lin Baihu in the sky and beat him when at full strength, he would not show it.

Not only would he not show it, but he would also bolster Lin Baihu's esteem further.

That is the mark of a mature, seasoned member of society.

Without money or interests at stake, why bother to compete with others for transient superiority?

This Lin Baihu, looking scruffy with a middle-aged appearance, had not expected to remain oblivious to this layer of understanding; it truly was quite absurd.

At this thought, Yi Chen's mind raced, "Damn it, Lin Baihu can't possibly be only eighteen."

For a moment, he remembered the twelve-year-old Qi Goushi from the Evil Tiger Gang whom he had once let go.

Yi Chen gave Lin Baihu a once-over; scruffy-bearded, his face weathered, the very image of a middle-aged man.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

In an instant, Yi Chen discarded the thought from his mind.

By now, the first team of paper effigy squadrons had been entirely annihilated, and apart from Daoist Qingxu getting an unexpected shallow cut on his hand from one of the fearlessly charging paper effigies, everyone else was unharmed.

In this battle, they had won a complete victory.

Lin Baihu couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

"I laugh at the ones behind the scenes for their lack of wisdom."

"They only know how to lay ambushes; if they had poisoned their blades, we wouldn't have overcome these paper effigies so easily."

"Do my fellow Daoists agree?"

As the mist swirled, two streaks of red light hurtled towards them.

"Baihu, you'd better stop talking," Daoist Qingxu said urgently.