Ten thousand feet high in the sky, in the vast sea of clouds, a fleet composed of three "Psychic Battleships", ten "Giant Crane" troop carriers, and twenty-three large and small transport ships were running parallel to each other, forming a long snake formation. Traveling through layers of clouds and mist, moving forward through the clouds.
At the rear of the fleet is a slender brown warship, the flagship of the Dahuang Sword Sect, the "Sand Scorpion". It is a two-star firepower warship with a total of nineteen "psionic naval guns" and the main gun "Scorpion Needle" at the stern. ", with a firepower index of 1,000 megabits, nine psionic secondary guns on the left and right, and a firepower index of 150 megabits, it is a rare "elite battleship".
"Reporting to the sect master, the Tianluo people are still hanging about three hundred miles behind. They have neither been pursued nor thrown away." A sword light fell on the stern of the ship, and it was a capable scout of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect who bent down and knelt down and said .
"Go down and rest!" Yuwen Chengtian nodded and replied.
"What tricks are you playing again!" Yu Wen Chengfeng said with a frown.
Two days ago, the Great Wilderness Sword Sect evacuated from Qingfeng City, and the Tianluo Tantric Sect heard the news and followed them. Because the Great Wilderness Sword Sect carried a large amount of supplies, the large and small transport ships in the fleet did not move very fast, and the Tianluo Tantric Sect fleet quickly caught up. .
When the three "spiritual battleships" of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect were ready to fight, the Tianluo Tantric Sect fleet did not launch an attack. Instead, they stayed tightly behind, not knowing what they were up to.
"They are waiting for the other two "Snow Wolf Battleships" to arrive and rendezvous." Yuwen Chengtian stood at the stern of the ship with his hands behind his hands and said solemnly.
"Senior brother, when will the help from Lingbing Palace arrive?" Yu Wen Chengfeng's face became even uglier and he asked worriedly.
"There will be no reinforcements for the time being. Yesterday, the Tianluo Tantric Sect launched a fierce offensive at Woma Lake. Lingbing Palace couldn't spare the manpower. "Master Hanluan" sent a spiritual message, asking the sect to abandon the baggage, move forward lightly, and quickly Rush to meet up, and she will send out help as soon as possible." Yu Wen Chengtian said slowly with a hint of sadness on his face.
"Senior brother, what should we do?" Yu Wen Chengfeng couldn't help but panic, and then he suggested: "How about we do what "Master Hanluan" said and throw away the baggage. People often say that if you keep the green mountains, you won't have to worry. If you don’t have any materials to burn, let’s get through this first.”
According to the current speed of the sect fleet, it will take at least seven or eight days to reach Woma Lake. However, the Tianluo Tantric Sect can catch up at any time. It is really too dangerous. The only solution now is to abandon the large and small transport ships and upgrade them. The speed of the fleet means that even if the other two "Snow Wolf Battleships" of the Tianluo Tantric Sect arrive to rendezvous, it will not be that easy to catch up.
"It's not yet time, I'll stay here for a while to meet with the "old monk who promotes Dharma."" Yuwen Chengtian thought about it for a long time and said calmly.
After the sect's station "Great Wilderness Valley" was destroyed, the baggage withdrawn from Qingfeng City was the sect's last supplies, including a large number of spiritual materials, magic weapons, and a large number of spiritual stones accumulated in the city. If they were easily discarded, With this batch of supplies, even if the war is won later, the sect will not be able to recover in a short time.
"Senior brother, no, it's too dangerous!" Yu Wen Chengfeng couldn't help but was stunned, and then immediately started to persuade him. Senior brother was putting himself in danger. He wanted to use his own efforts to contain the entire Tianluo fleet behind him and buy time for the sect fleet to evacuate. .
"Don't worry! Chengfeng, Brother Wei has made up his mind." Yuwen Chengtian said firmly.
"Then Chengfeng will also stay and help senior brother." Yuwen Chengfeng said solemnly, knowing that he could not be persuaded.
Yuwen Chengtian turned around and patted his cousin Yuwen Chengfeng on the shoulder, and said happily: "Chengfeng, you and "Fellow Taoist Chi Xi" can just stay and take care of the fleet. I promise you, I will evacuate as soon as there is danger. Those bald guys Who can keep it?"
The "Fellow Chi Xi" mentioned by Yu Wen Chengtian is the second elder of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, "Zhenxi Zhenren". Apart from the Yuwen family of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, the only other monk with a foreign surname is Jindan. A good friend of the cultivator was invited to the Great Wilderness Sword Sect thousands of years ago and was given the position of "Elder".
"Then senior brother, you must be careful!" Senior brother's cultivation level is only one step away from the golden elixir, and his swordsmanship is even more powerful. As long as he is not trapped too deep, he will not be able to escape if he wants to escape. If he insists on following, he will only be held back. There was no further persuasion.
In addition, "Fellow Chi Xi", although he has enjoyed the sect's worship for thousands of years, the sect has been reduced to such a state now. Once he and his senior brother are not around, he may have other thoughts.
"Elder brother, do you want to follow us closer! Don't let them run away!" The handsome "Hongzheng" said worriedly. "Hongzheng" is the youngest Jindan Zen master among the eight disciples of Tianluo. He formed elixirs two hundred years ago.
"There is no need to push too hard. The two junior brothers "Hongyang" and "Hongguang" will arrive in two days. It won't be too late to launch an attack then!" Standing like a copper pillar, the tall current Tianluo Tantric Sect leader The sect leader said "Promote the Dharma" and replied.
"Junior brother, don't worry. When "Hongyang" and "Hongguang" arrive, none of them will be able to escape." "Hongzhen", who was full of wrinkles and thin, said with a chuckle.
The three of them stood on the bow of the two-star battleship "Golden Yak". This ship has a thick and golden hull. There are golden horns protruding from both sides of the bow, just like a golden bull. It is a "protection type" battleship. The strength of the "psionic shield" and the defensive power of the ship's armor are both outstanding.
Behind the "Jin Yao Battleship" are two one-star battleships "Black Wolf". The hulls are slender and jet black. They are two "cruising battleships", followed by ten "Juhe" troop transports, and four " "Grey Luo" medium-sized transport ship, the entire fleet was headed by the "Golden Yak Battleship", following about three hundred miles behind the Dahuang Sword Sect fleet.
"Senior Brother Hongguang's left arm was severed. Senior Brother, can you find a way to reattach it?" Hongzheng said with a heartbroken look on his face.
"Wait until Junior Brother Hongguang arrives to join us and try it for me!" Zen Master Hongfa couldn't help but frowned. Junior Brother Hongguang was struck by the Great Wilderness Sword Sect "Yuwen Chengjiao" before his death, and his left arm was cut off. The bones were ulcerated, and even after taking various healing elixirs, they didn't get better.
Judging from the severity of the injury, the muscles and bones at the fracture should be lifeless, and the chance of reconnecting the broken arm is extremely small. Zen Master Hongfa is not very sure. Several golden elixir sword cultivators from the Dahuang Sword Sect have innate " "Xunyi Essence", this essence contains unique rotting power. If injured by this essence, it is extremely difficult to restore the vitality of the wound.
Suddenly, the three Jindan Zen Masters all had a look of surprise on their faces, and they all looked forward. They saw a person floating in the sea of clouds in the distance, with a majestic body, holding a three-foot ancient sword in his hand, and his eyebrows were as thick as lacquer. His eyes were lightly closed, and three thousand white hairs were flying in the wind, like an ancient sword fairy.
"Senior brother, it's "Yuwen Chengtian"! What does he want to do?" Zen Master Hongzheng looked carefully and saw that this person was actually "Yuwen Chengtian", the leader of the Dahuang Sword Sect, and couldn't help but say.
"Could it be that you want to stop us all by yourself? Hum! You are overestimating your own capabilities!" Zen Master Hongzhen said disdainfully.
"Send the order, stop advancing." Zen Master Hongfa looked solemn and ordered the fleet to stop moving forward. He didn't know what "Yuwen Chengtian" meant by this move? Is this person really so arrogant that he dares to come alone without fear of not coming back?
The Tianluo Tantric Sect's entire fleet quickly stopped. Three "psionic battleships" came forward and lined up in a row. Their muzzles were all pointed at the Great Wilderness Sword Sect's sect leader in the distance. The sect leader "Xianfa" jumped out of the battleship and turned into a " Hunyuan Arhat" slowly flew towards "Yuwen Chengtian".
