Shen Luo immediately noticed the situation on the middle-aged scholar's side. He had personally experienced the power of the golden sword formation. The middle-aged scholar could actually confront this sword formation head-on. His strength was so strong that he could never match it.
But the golden light formation in the river is righteous and majestic, and the dragon head it suppresses should be an evil thing and must not be taken away.
He looked in the direction of the Tang Dynasty government, but still no one came over there, obviously they hadn't noticed the situation here.
He gritted his teeth, took out a green short axe, and chopped it at the middle-aged scholar in mid-air.
Thick green lightning bolts shot out from the short axe and instantly condensed together to form a green lightning bolt as thick as a bucket, like an angry dragon of thunder and lightning, pouncing at the middle-aged scholar with its fangs and claws bared.
Shen Luo has now advanced to the Soul Condensation Stage and is able to fully unleash the power of the green short axe.
But a black shadow flashed in front of the middle-aged scholar, and a black ghost about four or five meters tall emerged and opened its mouth to suck.
A thick green lightning flashed and entered the ghost's mouth, and was swallowed in one gulp, without causing any harm to the other party.
"What!" Shen Luo's eyes widened slightly.
Although the green lightning contained in the short axe was not as powerful as the red lotus fire, it was also quite effective in restraining ghosts and was actually swallowed by the ghost in one gulp.
After this slight delay, the two black dragon claws had already forcibly broken through the countless sword shadows blocking the light column, grabbed the dragon head in the sword formation, and were about to pull it out.
With a "hum" sound, a sword whistled into the sky, and a golden sword shadow that was dozens of feet in size and had a very strange shape emerged in the sword formation, shining with golden light and sword energy rising into the sky.
The huge sword shadow also exuded a mighty and powerful demon-slaying aura. As soon as it appeared, it slashed through the air and hit the two black dragon claws.
With a "swish" sound, the two black dragon claws were easily cut off like paper, turned into black gas and evaporated by the golden sword light.
The middle-aged scholar was also chopped away by the sword and fell on the wooden bridge.
When Shen Luo saw this scene, he was delighted. After a moment of hesitation, he also landed on the wooden bridge.
However, he did not get too close to the middle-aged scholar, and stayed about twenty or thirty feet away.
The black ghost also flew down and landed beside the middle-aged scholar, staring at Shen Luo with its scarlet eyes, full of warning.
"Wei Zheng is indeed powerful. He has been dead for many years, but this golden sword formation is still so powerful that I can't get close to it. I have no choice but to follow those people's idea and let these greedy humans sacrifice their lives to break the formation for me." The middle-aged scholar looked at the golden light column in the river. He was not frustrated by being knocked away. He talked to himself calmly.
"Who are you? Why do you want to use such cruel means to break this formation? You are merciful and confident towards a koi, but you are so disregarding of human life, and you are not afraid of retribution!" Shen Luo heard the other party's mumbling from afar, his face showed anger, and said in a deep voice.
"Hmph! Wei Zheng beheaded me first, and then he used the golden sword energy to shake my dragon head to the bottom of the river. The Li family ruled the world in accordance with the will of heaven. Do the people of my Jinghe tribe have to lie on the chopping block?" The middle-aged scholar said in a cold voice.
"Zhan Gu? Dragon Head? You are the ghost of the Dragon King of Jinghe River! No, we clearly sealed you in the underworld that day!" Shen Luo suddenly understood the identity of this person, but still said with some disbelief.