Chapter 51 The cultivators fought until the blood was still dry
However, there were two Qi Refining cultivators who followed Zhou Fuling and protected her. Although the beasts were surging, she was unaffected for the time being.
But Tang Yuan knew at a glance that this flying boat would not last long, and the highest cultivation level in the whole ship was only a Yiyan cultivator.
And it’s still an ordinary law practitioner. Don’t look at the wind blade at this moment. The lightning and lightning are intertwined. If you throw it casually, it can take away the lives of a large number of beasts.
But with such squandering, even if the elixir to restore mana continues, it will not last long.
The merchants who came with Yunmeng Pavilion have always relied on their protection. Although their own protective power is weak, it is not too much.
At this moment, Yunmeng Pavilion was held back and had no time to take care of it, so its shortcomings were immediately exposed.
Tang Yuan stood up and said to the little fox: "Keep an eye on the two little guys, I may have to go out for a while."
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, there was a sound from inside the flying boat. The voice said, "Fellow Taoists, I am Fan Yang, the captain of the Yueding. We are facing the siege of the Sharks from the Demonic Abyss. The defense force of the flying boat is insufficient. Please ask fellow Taoists who are above the Qi training stage to help. I will be grateful afterwards." "
Tang Yuan met the pleading eyes of the two little guys, rubbed their little heads, and chuckled: "Don't worry, I will take care of my sister for you."
The two little guys were trying to stay calm, but when they heard these words, tears welled up in their eyes.
Zhou Yao sobbed: "Brother Li Xuan, you must rescue your sister. I...I will make her your wife!"
Tang Yuan secretly laughed in his heart, such a good thing ...It seems that it’s not Zhou Fuling’s turn yet!
Pushing the door open and walking out, he waved his hand and fired another ban, sealing the door.
The monks from other guest rooms also came out one after another. Everyone knew that this was not only to protect the flying boat, but also to protect themselves. Without the flying boat as a basis, there would be only death when facing the Demon Abyss sharks in the sea.
Everyone quickly came to the deck. Tang Yuan took a quick look and saw that there were nearly two hundred monks, including those in the realm of Tongxuan and Dharma. There were even a few people who Tang Yuan could not see through.
Tang Yuan quickly found Zhou Fuling, who was fighting bloody battles. The sword light passed across and killed a flying fish that was jumping behind her head.
Zhou Fuling also felt something. She turned around and saw Tang Yuan. She smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry for letting you see my embarrassment."
She was originally very delicate and charming. The girl's hair was in disarray at this moment. Although her face was not stained with blood, her entire dress was stained with blood.
Obviously in such a fierce battle, it is difficult to spend mana to keep oneself tidy.
Tang Yuan smiled faintly and said: "We monks, why should we care about such skinny foreign ministers? Fellow Taoist, feel free to attack and kill, Li will guarantee that you will have no worries about your back."
Hearing this, Zhou Fuling even completely gave up on the matter behind her. He was on alert and defensive, and concentrated on dealing with the enemy in front of him. There was no need to say more about his trust in Tang Yuan.
Tang Yuan did not use the flying sword technique, but held the sword in one hand and kept drawing circles, faster and faster, more and more, until a slaughterhouse with a radius of nearly ten feet of sword light was formed.
Any fish monster that pounces here will be minced into pulp without exception. And by swinging the sword like this, Tang Yuan only needs to consume very little energy and physical strength, even when the sword force has become After that, consume less.
After waving for an unknown amount of time, the whole world turned into blood, and the pulp on the deck was piled up to half a person's height.
Looking at the sea again, it looks like a big pot of tomato soup boiling with minced meat.
I don’t know if it was the great monk who actually used magic to boil the sea area into boiling soup. The burning sea roared, and he used all his strength to rush towards the boat.
Zhou Fuling was exhausted at this moment. All her energy and physical strength were depleted, and the speed of swinging the long sword was also much slower.
A strange fish with seven gills bypassed the sword and pounced on her face.
The fish opened its ferocious mouth, and ejected its slender mouthparts from the depths, shooting straight into her eyes. Zhou Fuling kept shouting in her heart to get away, get away, but her body didn't obey her orders and seemed to be frozen in place.
Just when she was desperate, a flash of sword light cut off the fish head. Even if it fell to the ground, it still struggled and spit out a mouthful of venom, corroding the pile of meat on the deck into a A wisp of green smoke.
Zhou Fuling was extremely frightened. If she had been hit in the eye, half of her life would have been lost.
Tang Yuan expanded the arc of his sword to include Zhou Fuling, and said softly: "I think fellow Taoist is exhausted, why not go back and rest first."
Zhou Fuling said Sighing, "That's all it can do."
And at this time, her whole body was covered in blood, even her head and face were not spared, and her heart was even more uncomfortable. If Brother Li Dao wasn't the kind of person who didn't value appearance, Zhou Fuling would have wanted to crawl into the ground at this moment.
After being protected into the sword circle, she had time to look at Tang Yuan, and saw that he was still looking clean in blue clothes. There was not even a trace of blood on his body, and even his boots were half worn. Floating in the air, not touching the meat on the deck.
Zhou Fuling looked at her embarrassed self again, blinking her eyes, wanting to say something, but not knowing how to say it.
I had no choice but to say dryly: "I...I'll go back and recover my mana first. Brother Tao, wait for me for a moment."
In this way, the killing continued until Zhou Fuling recovered three times. The vitality is not over yet.
Tang Yuan was a little tired of killing all the fish monsters that had no intelligence. They would just rush towards the Jianguang Slaughterhouse, as if they were afraid that if they arrived late, they would not be in a good position to be killed.
At this time, a voice came: "Little friendly swordsmanship, the defense of this sword circle is simply flawless."
Tang Yuan raised his eyes and saw a white-haired man. , a Taoist priest who travels in the air.
I saw him saying again: "Young friend, you can see the shark in the southeast. He is the leader of the main attack on our flying boat. If we don't deal with him, no matter how many fish and beasts we kill, it will be impossible." It doesn’t help, he can easily summon ten times more to replenish it.”
If Tang Yuan used the flying sword technique, he could kill him in one round, but that would be too conspicuous.
I haven’t seen the monks in this boat. There are quite a few who have mastered the Xuanyuan realm, but none of them have learned the art of flying swords.
Flying swords can only be practiced by those with sufficient talent and wealth.
What's more, the outcome of this battle does not depend on them, but on the outcome of Yunmeng Pavilion and those giant sea beasts. They only need to hold on and wait.
But since someone said it, Tang Yuan asked along the way: "Although the sharks are not very far away from us, this short distance must be full of dangers, making it difficult to move even an inch, and the long-range magic is too accurate. It's bad, and it's easy to dodge. He just needs to escape under the water. How can we kill him?"
The monk's expression turned and he said: "I have a secret spell that can be cast directly. It takes time to prepare to kill him. During this period, you cannot move. If you can protect me while I cast the spell, I am willing to give it a try."
Tang Yuan held up a sword flower and hacked several flying fish to death, and said loudly: "Li will definitely do his best to protect the safety of Taoist Priest. Before I fall, I will not let a monster interfere with you."
The monk laughed loudly, sat cross-legged next to Tang Yuan, and took out the desk, incense candles and other things.
In this bloody battlefield, I sat cross-legged and began to fiddle.
It turned out to be a weird and unpredictable spell of nightmare. This is a spell passed down from ancient witchcraft. The most famous one is the great magical power, the seven nail-headed arrows!
No matter how far apart you are in that realm, as long as you enter the Seven Arrows book, you will almost certainly die.
(End of this chapter)