"Yunge!" Tumi hugged him quickly, with worry on his face.
Fu Yunge's move just now really drained his strength. A lot of Jiuchongquan's internal energy also rushed in along the wound, and he now felt hot and unbearable in his body.
"Don't worry..." Fu Yunge held Tumi's hand tightly, "I won't let him... hurt you."
When Jiuchongquan heard this, he felt amused: "Boy, are you the flower protector? You're already so wilted, it's a shame you can say such a thing."
However, when he finished speaking, he saw that neither Fu Yunge nor Tumi was looking at him, but looking closely behind him.
Jiuchongquan knew that there was no enemy behind him, so he laughed loudly: "Are you still trying to deceive me with this little trick?"
However, before he could even finish the word "huh", he suddenly felt a rush of heat on his back and swept him out.
Immediately afterwards, there was a boom and an unprecedented earthquake occurred throughout the ship.
Jiuchongquan fell from mid-air and fell right on the stern of the ship. When he turned around in great astonishment, he saw at the gunner's position, Bo Wuque, holding a lit fire stick and walking tremblingly towards the oil drum next to him!
That was the only remaining fuel for the ship. Originally, the last two barrels were reserved for firing, but because Shuanggan Town was destroyed, these two barrels were shelved.
There was a huge explosion just now. At the critical moment, Bai Wuque lit one of the oil barrels on fire and rolled it over, exploding behind Jiuchong Spring.
At this moment, the deck collapsed and there was thick black smoke. The hull cannot move anymore. If there is another explosion, the ship will capsize!
"You... are so bold!" Jiuchongquan stepped forward with his halberd in hand, trying to stop him.
However, Bai Wuque's expression was extremely determined. As if he had just woken up calmly from sleep, he tremblingly held the edge of the oil drum with a calm expression on his face.
He first glared at Jiuchongquan angrily. Then he turned his head and looked at Fu Yunge and Tumi.
"My junior brother has died before me. In order to compete with Jiuche Xiaoying." His face was charred, obviously smoked by black smoke. "As a senior brother, although I am incompetent, how can I succumb to him and be greedy for life and afraid of death? "
The river wind suddenly became biting, and the flowing water rustled under the boat.
Bai Wuque protected the flames and looked at the two people quietly: "This time, we failed. But how can we let them succeed!"
Fu Yunge held Tumi's arm and leaned against the edge of the boat. The two of them felt a sense of sadness as they looked at his appearance.
Jiuchongquan stood not far from him, not daring to venture in. The river wind was howling in all directions, and he did not dare to cut off the fire, for fear that the oil drum would explode by accident and the entire ship would be destroyed immediately.
"Leader Bai..." Fu Yunge also looked directly into his eyes, "Okay."
The wind and waves were fierce, as if sending him off generously. Jiuchongquan was shocked when he saw that bright spark falling into the oil barrel from Bai Wuque's hand.
Bai Wuque jumped to the side at the same time. Jiuchongquan also hurriedly retreated, only to see a heat wave shoot out like a dragon, bursting into the sky, a bright red light, accompanied by an ear-splitting explosion, exploding the giant sail.
Like a flying shark opening its mouth at the head of a river, the mast was struck by the fire wave and instantly broke into several pieces. Pieces of the deck flew away, and the river seemed to be blooming with petals, sending rolling waves flying in all directions.
The red light shines in the night sky, the ship is broken and the planks are on fire. The strong wind roared back, quickly spreading flames all over the ship's hull, and thick smoke slowly spit out along the cabin.
Explosions were heard one after another in the cabin, and the hull was riddled with holes. In an instant, water poured in, water and fire merged, creating a long wave of mud in the water.
Jiuchongquan was traumatized and his eardrums were buzzing. He escaped in time and jumped to the shore, but was seriously injured.
He looked hesitantly at the burning giant ship in front of him. There was no sign of Bai Wuque or Fu Yunge and others on it.
Just listen to the sound of "crack" coming continuously, it should be that the wood of the boat is being broken, as if the giant beast is on the verge of disintegration.
Behind him, there were also large burning woods, emitting the smell of burnt wood. Jiuchongquan encountered fire before and after, and I felt even more shocked.
The flames kept testing the surviving subordinates by the river. Some people were lying on the ground. Even though they were still breathing, their bodies were already on fire and they were about to die.
Jiuchongquan stopped looking at them. The dull scene of Bai Wuque just now suddenly flashed in his mind.
This person's martial arts skills are naturally not worth mentioning. But he had just struck an egg against a stone, and both jade and stone were destroyed, which impressed him deeply.
"Haha... That's interesting." He put away his halberd and looked down, his palms were already covered in blood.
The big ship has been scrapped, and all the remaining small boats behind it have also suffered. It seemed that he didn't have to rush to support this time and just went back to rest.
With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly along the turbid riverside.
The blood mist of the Yuanjiang River filled the air, and soon the figure of Jiuchongquan disappeared. Inside and outside Shuanggan Town, only the flames on both sides were noisy, as if they were facing a tragedy, sobbing each other.
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And in the distance, above the remains of a group of ships, the fierce battle was drinking from the river, flowing back like waves.
The plum blossoms are flying and killing, and they have gradually succumbed. The scattered plum blossoms fell into the water and drifted far away.
Yue Shenchen, Kou Wufu and others attacked Xiao Wuye together, while Poinsettia was able to resist Gui Xiao Changyuan, and both sides were already at a disadvantage. Yue Shenchen was still able to protect herself, but when she saw Kou Wufu and Poinsettia covered in blood, she gradually felt like giving up.
Kou Wufu's fists were like wind and thunderous. But Xiao Wuye was one against two, and he still had time to pay attention to the shadow master, which was enough to show that he had not used all his strength.
In fact, after a fierce battle, Kou Wufu's warlike intention gradually faded away. But Poinsettia still insisted on attacking, and the two of them were helpless.
Looking at the poinsettia again, the blood and sweat are like rain, and the body is covered with bruises. But he didn't let go of the sword in his hand, and his eyebrows seemed to have returned to the past.
Originally, he had already polished off many edges and corners. He was willing to be a hidden hero and wandered for many years. He never thought that God would give him this opportunity to let out the pain and hatred accumulated for hundreds of years.
Originally, he had no intention of fighting. They felt the aftermath of the fierce battle from a distance and knew they could not confront them head-on.
However, this calm thought completely changed when he clearly saw the piece of spotted deer skin.
——Cangtian took pity on him, he actually met the murderer who destroyed his family back then!
He wants to avenge his dead wife.
Every sword seems to be pouring out all the power. Every time he attacks, he holds nothing back.
The sea of qi has never been so vigorous. He is like an old tree blooming in spring. The sword in the palm of his hand is dense, and the sword energy is crisscrossed. The sword roars back and forth, piercing the long night autumn wind, smashing the waves of driftwood, as crazy as crazy, without any intention. I.
One move, another move. The true energy was vented freely in his meridians, and the plum blossoms were stained with blood, and the patches were blood red, as if they were mottled with dry tears, or like frozen snow turned to ashes.
The chill was flying through the air, making Guixiao Changyuan's heart tremble. He only relied on his two arms to block, but the heavy force in the sword also made him numb and his arms were a little stiff.
