Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 123
At this moment, not only Meng Qiu noticed it, but also the foundation builders who were sitting in the boat reacted, and two of them ran away far away without saying a word, keeping their swords close to the sea.

Even if the boat is docked on the shore, it will shake violently, like a branch in a strong wind, swaying from side to side, unable to resist.

Many crew members were unprepared, and were thrown away, hit the deck, and bounced into the sea again, seeing death.

"Zhen Dui, if you want to fight, I, Yang Li, won't be afraid of you. Let's change places so that we don't hurt innocent people."

There was a loud shout in the silver light, and then Guanghua moved and wanted to go east.

"It's not that easy to escape!" The other group of yellow lights was the Sanxian Zhendui from the Coral Nest of Funiu Island that Meng Qiu met last time, and laughed wildly:
"Ordinary people in this area are like ants, they can't be counted, and if they die, they will die. What is it, but you want to come to fake mercy.

I won't leave, and you don't want to leave either.Don't let me kill, I just want to kill.Come, come, come, if you don't level this island today and distinguish the high from the low, you will never give up. "

While he was speaking, he had already intercepted the opponent with his flying sword, and then he lowered his hand and shot out a dark yin fire, which fell straight down and hit the three big ships.

Even the monks and mortals in the boat belt turned into fly ashes without making a sound.When the fire touched the water, the surface of the sea also sizzled, and it lasted for a long time.

Now the remaining few foundation builders didn't dare to stay, and were about to flee with the sword light, but they never thought that just as soon as they moved, a few balls of Yin fire flew in the air, just a touch, a bang, accompanied by a few screams, none of them escaped.

Meng Qiu's face turned cold.If he had also followed and fled just now, the fire would burn his head, although he would not be able to kill him, but he would be exposed.If you don't use Qianliuli, you have to use superb swordsmanship.

"What a thief!" Yang Li is an orthodox monk, but he didn't want to cause trouble for the mortals below with a single word. He immediately stared open, shouted loudly, and the flying sword attacked fiercely, extremely gorgeous.

But seeing the silver light shoot out, like fireflies circling the trees, dots of light, and like stars all over the sky, all blooming in brilliance, turning into arrows, shooting towards the middle.

At the same time, he shouted down: "You guys go fast, don't hesitate!"

The captain and the rest of the crew were trembling. Hearing these words suddenly, they heard the sound of a fairy. Regardless of the wind and waves, they hurriedly shouted "Sail! Sail!", hung up the sails, and fled in all directions without distinguishing between north and south.

Those monks, who are usually asked to exert their strength, are always lazy and procrastinating, but now they still feel that the wind is not strong enough, so they scramble to muster their mana and blow up the sail.

Meng Qiu was hiding in a certain boat, and he could escape when he saw it. Suddenly, Zhen Dui sneered and said, "If you want to leave, it's not that easy!"

He released a pair of ichthyosaur phantom light balls, the silver light floated, and the clear light spread all over, falling into the sword light.

Looking up, this side of the sky is as bright as March, and there are more stars than other places, which are constantly moving and shining brightly.

Zhen Dui blocked Yang Li's flying sword with his magic weapon, but he unleashed a cloud of dark fire, and as soon as he let go, he split into more than a dozen and went straight to the boats.

Meng Qiu's boat was also in it, and he couldn't escape, so he couldn't help sighing, he couldn't help hiding.Immediately released the Qingxuan sword, landed on the top of the head, with a swing, the sword light rushed out.

During the flying, the sword light pulled, and it was as smooth as silk thread, shuttling back and forth, like weaving cloth, passing through various Yin fires in the blink of an eye.The sound of bang bang bang bang was repeated, and the light cluster exploded like fireworks.

This turn of events shocked everyone.The two people in the air stopped their hands, and each put the flying sword magic weapon in front of him as a precaution.

Zhen Dui's face was a little surprised, and he unconsciously asked, "What kind of spell is this?"

Yang Li suddenly remembered a kind of swordsmanship he had heard when he went to visit a senior with his master, and blurted out: "Practice the sword to become silk?"

These words seemed to answer Zhen Dui's question, he repeated: "Practice sword to become silk?"

No matter how hard I tried in my heart, I couldn't remember the existence of such a spell.

Although his yin fire looks inconspicuous, it is actually the unique skill of the Zhen family, even some magic fires handed down by the demon sect are not as good as it.

This fire is condensed by Zhen Hai, the father of Zhen Dui, from a kind of poisonous phosphorus mined from human and animal bones left in the center of the earth millions of years ago.

When ordinary people meet, they will turn into flying ash as soon as they touch each other.Even if a person with a Sanxian cultivation level is accidentally burned by the fire, even if he can resist it for a while, his Yuan Yang will be exhausted after a long time, his bone marrow will be exhausted, and he will be burned into a pile of white powder.

Even if this Yin Huo Zhen Dui can't master it, there are very few spells in the world that can restrain it.

Since Meng Qiu made a move, he didn't hide it. He flew into the air and said to the boatmen who were still in a daze, "Still leaving?"

With a wave of the hand, a cloud of wind erupted from then on, and suddenly blew outwards, hanging on the sails of each ship, and these ships were like arrows leaving the string, and swept away at high speed.

Seeing this, Yang Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Meng Qiu was only building a foundation, Zhen Dui did not dare to ignore it. He stared at it for a while, and then suddenly asked, "Have I met a fellow Taoist somewhere?"

Yang Li's heart tightened, but Meng Qiu said, "A few days ago, the divine beast Gu Mang crossed the catastrophe."

"So it was you!" It was Zhen Dui's turn to be nervous, he saw the fleeing merchant ship from a distance, and said, "You joined Hong Zhenwu's men?"

The lord of Qilu and the lord of Qinghe Island, Hong Zhenwu, is an Earth Immortal who leans towards the righteous way. Most importantly, he has never dealt with the Zhen family.

Yang Li was overjoyed, and without waiting for Meng Qiu's answer, he hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, quickly join me and kill this villain!"

The senior he met back then was very famous, and he was Lu Jinxian Lu Min, a disciple of the real person of bliss Li Jingxu. Speaking of the three major swordsmanship in China, it is said that those with extreme talents cannot master them, and they all have the ability to defeat the strong with the weak.

Zhen Dui's face changed, and then he sneered and said, "Kill me? Let's see if you have the ability."

Flipping his hands, there were ten more ichthyosaur magic light balls, six hit Yang Li, and six went straight to Meng Qiu.

This treasure is obtained by Zhen Hai from the eyes of a tiger shark more than a thousand years old, and trained by magic. There are 24 in total, and they are distributed to his two sons for self-defense.

It can emit cold light. Once it is contaminated, it has the effect of freezing and killing people, and it is like a gangrene attached to the bone. It usually invades the viscera continuously, and it cannot be dispelled by ordinary mana.

Seeing the other party's aggressiveness, Meng Qiu heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly said: "He is bullying others by relying on secret methods and magic weapons, but his magic power is not so deep."

If he came from Qian Liuli, he could easily stop him, but he didn't know if Yang Li was an enemy or a friend, so he didn't dare to reveal his identity, and he didn't even use the method of turning sword energy into rainbow.

At the moment, he mustered up his energy and turned all the sword skills he had learned in his life into silk like practicing swords.

A Qingxuan sword, using the sky curtain as fabric, and the fish-dragon phantom light ball as an accessory, threading needles and threads, lightly gathering and slowly twisting and wiping.

The blue light is like a swimming dragon, playing with six beads at the same time.Seeing Yang Li so much that his eyes would pop out, Fei Jian didn't feel like imitating it, but copied it mechanically, revealing many flaws, he was flustered for a while, not knowing what to do.

Simply Zhen Dui was also very frightened by Meng Qiu, and he had no time to pay attention to him, so he sent four phantom balls over, but it was of no avail.

Seeing that he could not win, he made a decisive decision, collected all the magic weapons, and fled away with his sword.

Just as Meng Qiu was about to pursue him, suddenly that Yang Li came over and said, "Your fellow Taoist is very good at swordsmanship, Yang admires him very much."

His voice was hurried, his face was flushed, and he seemed very excited.

(End of this chapter)