Zhan Changfeng and Nuying went down to the first floor, which was also the most dangerous floor. The river bandits were in a stalemate with the guards and the monks who had the means to stay awake.
As soon as they stepped onto the first floor, they were locked by several qi machines, "Who is here!"
The smoke is so thick and large that it is impossible to see people two or three meters away. It relies entirely on spiritual consciousness. Martial arts cultivators who do not cultivate spiritual consciousness are in dire straits. They can only rely on a pair of ears, and the most numerous people on the ship happen to be martial cultivators.
"Medicine delivery person."
A footstep hurried over. It was a crew member I had seen in the observation room. "It turns out to be my little friend. The fight is happening in the front. The unconscious and injured people are being sent to the second floor. You guys go to the second floor."
The two of them went down and found that a row of single rooms on the second floor had been opened up. The outside was blocked by a mage and a smoke-free space was cleared. The unconscious and seriously injured were piled all over the floor, and seven or eight people were filling in for others. wrap the wound.
"Fellow Taoist, there's not enough medicine here." The two monks assigned to the second floor shouted when they saw her coming.
Zhan Changfeng threw a bottle to them and squatted down to help treat the injured person's injuries. More and more injured people were being carried down, wailing all over the place, and several people were too busy to do anything. Even Nv Ying was so busy that she learned how to apply medicine, wrap gauze, and tie knots in a short period of time.
"Ouch, my arm, my arm!"
When Zhan Changfeng was applying medicine to a man with a broken arm, the old man opposite who was doing the acupuncture took the time to look at her and said, "I am Bai Yulou, the ship's doctor on this ship. Thank you, fellow Taoist."
This old man is a foundation-building monk, but he matches her Taoist friend instead of a little friend. This is undoubtedly a sign of recognition. Zhan Changfeng does not refuse him, "It's easy to do, but I can only deal with ordinary cuts. If there are more injuries, it will be more." Rely on fellow Taoist Bai."
Bai Yulou inserted a needle to force out the fire poison caused by the palm technique, and said with a smile, "I like you like this, not gibbering. Of course, I appreciate the antidote you prepared."
"I'm also curious about fellow Taoist's acupuncture techniques."
The two of them went back and forth without delaying in rescuing people.
"Bang!"
Oops, someone broke the window and got in!
Everyone was nervous and stared at the smoke in the outer circle.
"Hmph!" Bai Yulou opened his hand and flew out five silver needles, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came one after another. Before anyone could relax, fighting and screams came from the third floor.
"How many river thieves came to his grandfather's house!"
"It's over, this trip is going to die."
Bai Yulou took action repeatedly to resist the intrusion of the river thieves, and turned around in a hurry, "Fellow Taoist, there is no doctor on the third floor, can you go down and help?"
Zhan Changfeng nodded, but before he could speak, Nu Ying said, "I'll go down with you, and I won't hold you back."
The river bandits' attack was fierce. They might not be able to resist on the first floor, but the second floor would be in danger. Zhan Changfeng was not worried about her leaving his sight, so he naturally agreed, "Follow me closely."
The corridor is filled with smoke. This smoke contains toxins that paralyze the mind and muscles. It can enter through the skin of the mouth and nose, and it is relatively small to lose mobility. If you inhale it for too long, you will convulse and die suddenly, so you can only hold your breath for a while, which is very time-consuming. Over time, skin poisoning will still occur.
The herbs provided by Zhan Changfeng were only eighty. Counting those who held their breath and joined the battle. Those who had the means to stay awake would not exceed 300 people in total. This was too few for this ship carrying more than 3,000 people. .
In addition, after the unconscious people were revived, there were no herbs to keep them awake after entering the smoke, and most of their combat effectiveness was lost. Therefore, Zhan Changfeng planned to go to the medicine shop on the fourth floor to find some useful herbs.
Instead of taking the stairs, they slid directly to the fourth floor through the steel pipe in the crew room. The fourth and fifth floors are underwater and have no windows except for the observation holes, which is equivalent to being sealed, so no river thieves have come in yet.
Zhan Changfeng swept his consciousness and found that some people were gathered in the northern area, but their cultivation was very weak.
There was a drug store and a medical clinic on the fourth floor. Zhan Changfeng went to look for them one by one. Tianxingzi and Niu Nan were gone in each store. Not only them, but also some medicines for treating coma were gone, but only on the first and second floors. The guard said that they had not yet had time to collect the medicinal materials on the fourth floor.
These river thieves acted very carefully. The smoke spreading inside the cabin and the disappearing medicinal materials all showed that they had sent people to lurk on the ship long ago.
It is useless to think too much at this time. Zhan Changfeng took away some of the wound medicine and rushed to the third floor. Don't forget that there is a waterspout forming in front of the ship. If there is no result within an hour, this waterspout alone can destroy this The ship was destroyed.
Stepping onto the stairs, she sensed that there were two people in front of her. When she stretched out her consciousness, a ray of consciousness swept over them and then quickly retracted them.
Zhan Changfeng felt strange. He opened his clairvoyant eyes and saw a female cultivator holding a comatose boy and running towards the third floor in a hurry.
Zhan Changfeng spit out the herbal medicine in his mouth to test, "The fellow Taoists in front of you need help, I have the antidote."
Hearing this, the female cultivator quickened her pace and took out a piece of cloth, which suddenly turned into a wall and blocked the stairs.
"Be careful." Zhan Changfeng told Nuying, jumped up the stairs, and flew off the wall with one palm. Seeing the situation, the female cultivator dropped the young man, started to fight with her hands, and the earth thorns shot up from the ground!
Zhan Changfeng raised her legs up the wall, flying over the eaves and walking over the wall, as if Mr. Yao Yu came and went on the ground that day. She suddenly jumped on top of the female cultivator and whipped off her leg. The female cultivator instantly solidified into a shield to resist the next blow, and another He held out his magic sword with only one hand.
The magic sword turned into ten, and formed a sword formation to attack Zhan Changfeng. Zhan Changfeng waved his hand and spilled a bottle of rot without looking. This bottle is the most powerful poison to corrode objects among the poisons of the fat Taoist priest. It was her first experiment. When I did it, I was amazed at its effect.
When this bottle of third-grade rot liquid hit the third-grade magic sword, it turned into green mist and enveloped the magic sword. The corrosive sound of piercing and tingling was grinding on the ears.
The female cultivator immediately cut off the connection with the magic sword to avoid backlash. Her eyes turned cold, she clasped her fingers and whistled. The next breath, the nearby windows exploded one after another, and people were everywhere!
It's those river thieves!
To capture the thief, capture the king first. Zhan Changfeng waved his palm and attacked the female cultivator. Wu Yuan is also a part of Tao Zhongshan Shu, so although this female cultivator is a Dharma cultivator, her martial arts is not weak and she is not afraid of close combat. Especially she can see that although Zhan Changfeng's palm has true energy, it has no rules and is obviously not good at anything. palm technique.
It's true that Zhan Changfeng doesn't know much about palm skills, but with his clairvoyant eyes open, he can see the movement of your meridians, blood, and energy, so he can just hit the weakest one!
The female cultivator was gradually surprised and could not escape.
At this time, the river bandits who were recruited surrounded this area and attacked Zhan Changfeng and Nv Ying separately.
The female Yingkong had Yuan power but no magic skills. She suddenly felt anxious when she saw so many river thieves coming towards her, so she stamped her feet and muttered something.
She tried several times, and finally at the critical moment when the knife struck down, the word came to her!
"The soul weapon will be forged through hundreds of refinements, and the immortal achievements are with me! Beat the soul whip!"
Nvying held a long whip that appeared out of thin air, "Crack!"
There was an explosion in the air.
Zhan Changfeng glanced back and saw that the red whip directly pulled the soul of a river thief out of the body!
She did not save Nvying on purpose just now because she wanted to see what her power was. She heard "mountain" before and saw the soul power now, which made her sure that she and Nvying had something in common. .
Could it be that the ever-present mountain in her eyes is related to the Nine Turns of Rebirth Art?
There were too many river thieves, and their target seemed to be the young man on the ground. No matter how gentle Zhan Changfeng behaves, it is just an illusion over ruthlessness, not to mention that female heroes are more important to her.
Zhan Changfeng broke away from the female cultivator's attack, ducked to Nv Ying's side and put his hand around her waist, "Let's go."
When she used the Wuxin technique to teleport to the fourth floor, Nuying's face was already pale. This is how people of the Soul Dao are. When their souls are not strong enough, they can vomit blood by using their soul power.
"Sorry." Nuying lowered her head.
"You've done a good job." Zhan Changfeng took her to the gathering area on the fourth floor, where a clean space was also separated by a barrier. Most people had already drank the concoction and were awake.
