Vernal Equinox of the 209th year of the Gregorian Calendar·Beidou Route·South Gate of Paradise
"The whirlpool stopped! They succeeded!"
I saw the disciples on the observation deck shouting excitedly to everyone on the boat. Everyone was happy. Only Ye Qianqiu, Ji Zhanyu, Miao Chenglan, and the monk Fuwu from the Hou Mansion remained expressionless.
The wooden gate on the outside of the city gate not far away was indeed wide open, but there were quite a few people standing on the city wall. Among them was a black figure that exuded a familiar and oppressive internal force.
The four expressionless people had different eyes, some were contemptuous, some were glaring. No matter what kind of emotions they had, these would disappear after a firefight after the fleet docked.
The fleet sailed past the border and came to the inner bend. Ye Qianqiu sat quietly on the wheelchair on the bow, waiting for Han Xie's next move.
Sure enough, the wooden door at the south gate was still open, but layers of iron cages suddenly popped out of the cracks in the wall at the entrance to keep the fleet out.
Ye Qianqiu made a quick decision and raised his right hand to signal to the watchman, who then signaled to the other ships on the misty rain sail.
After each of the triangular fleets received the signal, they immediately lined up in a row, and the baffles were lifted off the bows, revealing the same dragon cannons used in the naval battle when conquering Xita.
When the ships were arranged in formation, Ye Qianqiu waved his hand and said: "Let go!"
Dozens of mighty and majestic warships fired their cannons in an instant. The momentum was like a thousand mountains collapsing, and the sound was like thousands of thunders from the sky. The sound of explosions was endless, and the iron cage at the south gate was like paper. , was blown to pieces.
"Full speed ahead!"
Following Ye Qianqiu's order, the fleet headed towards the opening again. At this time, Han Xie on the city wall was amazed. The power of this thing built in the model of Nanling's royal warship should not be underestimated, but He wasn't worried.
"Hey~ Hehe, it's my turn."
When the smoke dissipated, more than a dozen cannons suddenly appeared in the holes around the city wall, the caliber of which was several times larger than the dragon cannon on the warship. Following Han Xie's order, they all fired at the ship. The team is coming.
Ye Qianqiu was not in a hurry. He concentrated his energy and reached forward with his palm open. The dozen or so cannonballs as big as iron balls were stopped in the air by him. His open palm was grasped with all his strength. All the cannonballs exploded.
Ji Zhanyu suddenly noticed something was wrong. He realized that it was not an ordinary black fire cannonball. After it exploded, there were countless medicine men hidden in it and fell from the sky, all of them with their teeth and claws dancing.
He then held a whisk and lightly kicked his legs and jumped into the air. Facing the medicine man who was about to fall, he saw the whisk swirling around him. Ji Zhanyu formed a seal with his palms and shouted loudly: "Wanhua Liangyi·Jingtian !" Immediately, a large formation was drawn in the air with his whisk, and countless medicine men who were about to fall were locked in the formation.
Han Xie looked at Ji Zhanyu, who was sitting in the airspace like an immortal, and couldn't help but spit in disdain, and then laughed.
The group of medicine men who had been pinned by Ji Zhanyu in the air suddenly exploded in place, releasing a large amount of poisonous mist from their internal energy, which immediately swallowed Ji Zhanyu.
"Senior Ji!"
Everyone on the ship was very worried, but now there was a bigger crisis in front of them. The poisonous mist emitted by the explosion of the medicine man was about to slowly sink. People with deep internal strength could use their skills to resist poison, but these disciples were almost like Lamb for the slaughter.
There was no wind and waves in the air at this time, and the warship had to rely on external wheels to move forward at a slow speed. Just when the poison was about to fall, Hua Wenqing suddenly jumped out of the ship and jumped into the sea ahead.
Ye Qianqiu was shocked at first, wondering what this little girl from Huayun was going to do. It wasn't until he felt the cold air gradually coming that he suddenly understood. He smiled knowingly and said: "Fahrenheit, you were so tyrannical back then. Han Che’s inner strength seems to have a successor now.”
However, such relief gradually turned into surprise. Ye Qianqiu widened his eyes and looked forward. He saw Hua Wenqing wielding a sword in his palm. A strong cold air connected the Jiang Xuejian to Hua Wenqing's body. The sea water under his feet gradually formed ice.
"Lingzhi, help me!"
"okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another Hua Yun woman also fell from the bow of the boat. Yun Lingzhi's long sword was unsheathed, and she shouted with a strong wind: "Quick Snow Eight Styles·Feng Liuyun!"
With this hurricane, the cold air around Hua Wenqing suddenly blew forward as if borrowing strength. When the fleet reached the sea surface at the south gate, a vast ice surface formed in an instant, and the ice layer Thick enough for several people to stand on.
"Get off the ship and move forward on foot!" Following Ye Qianqiu's order, everyone in the fleet jumped off the warship and rushed towards the island at full speed with their weapons in hand.
Ye Qianqiu looked at Hua Wenqing's figure braving the cold air, as if he were seeing a treasure and couldn't help but sigh: "Looking at him, he is only in his early twenties, and the Han Che Kung Fu is... He has already entered the third level, and immediately Lonely boat realm?!"
The two people with such dazzling Wenqing Lingzhi were holding on to Han Xie on the top of the city, as if they were roaring silently at him with the Kuai Xue Sword and Han Che internal power. Han Xie touched the broken wound in Huayun. At his arm, he snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
As soon as the people who broke into the island landed on land, a group of crazy medicine men rushed towards them, followed closely by a group of killers in black and the wargs raised by Han Xie.
The disciples of several famous sects did not hesitate to give in. They took out their weapons and used their fists and kicks. They each showed their magical powers and divided into three paths to kill deep into the realm of bliss.
The leaders should be the leaders of each sect. Along the way, I splashed ink on the leaning bridge, and the buildings were full of red sleeves; all the way, it snowed and cold, and the clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared; and all the way, the golden light shone, and the swords were lifted.
Miaochenglan, on the other hand, cut off the rear with the large army and was outflanked by one side. Suddenly she felt a very oppressive inner aura, rushing towards this place at this moment.
Sure enough, a cloud of Qi suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth and hit like a landslide and tsunami. Miao Chenglan's heart tightened. With such a powerful inner Qi, could there be a master of this level besides Han Xie on this island?
The inner breath was about to hit, but a wall of waves rose up from the sea to block it. Ye Qianqiu rose into the air, resisting the waves and took this devastating move.
He then communicated with everyone through his inner power: "Don't worry, everyone, I, Ye Qianqiu, will not let a fly backstab our army on this coast!"
The thick and magnetic voice was reassuring. Miao Chenglan looked at the two masters on the sea in front of her. This was probably the pinnacle of the battle. Although she had certain strength as the sect leader, for a duel of this level, For Miao Chenglan, it is still beyond reach.
Thinking of this, she had no choice but to hand this place over to Ye Qianqiu and continue running with the large army.
As we go deeper into the island, the killers and medicine men we encounter seem to become more and more aggressive, but no one shows fear on their faces. Before coming, everyone from the sect master to the ordinary disciples, Everyone knows that this is a war in which everything is at stake. Either the enemy will die today or we will die.
At this moment, two wolf-like figures, one gray and one red, rushed into the belly of the battlefield. Their skills were much better than ordinary killers. Many disciples lost their lives with their swords on the left and sticks on the right.
Upon seeing this, Miao Chenglan immediately stepped forward and clapped each other's hands. The two gray and red wolves fell to the ground. Miao Chenglan couldn't help but laugh and said: "Ha, I have always heard that Han Xie has four wolves, black, white, gray and red, holding weapons respectively. Swords, guns, swords and clubs, it seems now that his strength is not as strong as that of my second-class disciple in Yaochi."
The two gray and red wolves stood up, then looked up at the sky and let out a wolf howl. Suddenly, their eyes were bloodshot, their sharp claws were extended, and the internal strength in their bodies seemed to have increased by a level in an instant, and their strength increased by leaps and bounds.
Miao Chenglan was immediately alert. She knew that during the battle of Yizhou, Han Xie had used Yunfeng to obtain the Huayun Blood Skill, which consumes energy and blood to temporarily increase his strength. Unexpectedly, now even his subordinates have learned it.
