The sound of army drums rumbled, Lin Shanshan's magical treasure was enough to make the leaders of the water bandits unable to lift their heads.
Ji Xiaolian shouted, "Which brother is willing to fight?"
General Yang Xiong clasped his hands and shouted, "Younger brother is willing to go!"
He was dressed in golden armor, stepping down from the sky.
He held two wooden whips, each four feet long, with thirteen segments engraved with complex patterns.
This object is somewhat similar to the Kunlun Striking Whip, flashing a simple and reserved light, seemingly made of copper and iron, with substantial weight.
Long Fei's brow furrowed as he watched, hearing Yang Xiong's master was Elder Cang Song from Hui State's Yellow Mountain.
This Daoist is a thousand-year-old spirit pine, likely that Yang Xiong's magical weapon was refined from his master's phys ical form.
