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Chapter 809 The Encirclement Strategy (Two in One)

On the bank of the East China Sea, sword energy rolled across the sea.

For the first time, Gong Liangzimo felt that the iron-clad ship under his feet was so unstable. The sea is different from the flat bottom. There is no means like iron cavalry charging. There are not many warriors who can walk in the air and even walk on water, so they can cross the sea. The powerful arrows of the attack are extremely important.

The right arm of every soldier on the iron-clad warship in the East China Sea is a circle thicker than the left arm when drawing the bow. Some generals have their arms above their knees, and the strong bow in their hand can penetrate the iron armor at three thousand steps.

But it didn't work.

Before the warrior was exhausted, the arrow couldn't get within three feet.

A mechanism crossbow that can crush a person to death will be smashed with a punch after approaching.

Raise your hand and swing the cold autumn with a sword.

In history, if you want to drag a top warrior to death, it often takes thousands of lives, and the forceful strangulation makes him exhausted. If the warrior wants to leave, there is no army to entangle him when he is full of internal energy. , can easily leave.

Gongliangzi Mo's forehead was covered with cold sweat, trying to figure out a way to break the game, but he didn't get the result. He glanced at the armored general, both of them felt enlightened, and nodded slightly.

The black-armored general pulled out the broad sword in his hand, and his inner energy exploded.

The sound of the crossbow being wound up made his heart clenched tightly.

With a roar in his mouth, he bullied him.

Even if you gamble everything today, you have to hold this person back!
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Outside Penglai, there is sword energy constantly rising and falling, freezing the sea.

Such a great momentum finally attracted the attention of the two old men who were sitting opposite each other. Dongfang Tiankui was a little drunk. He hadn't had a drink for a long time. In the realm of a master, many things in the world are just on the sidelines.

It's been a long time since I've let go of a burden like this.

Standing up and looking into the distance, his footsteps were slightly staggering. At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the Purple Bamboo Forest. When he looked again, a student from Penglai Island in gray clothes ran in with a somewhat disheveled face, his face full of anxiety.

Dongfang Hexuan's expression changed suddenly, he got up abruptly, and said:

"Why did you come back?"

"Where is An Feng?!"

The disciple was already extremely flustered, when he was suddenly asked, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then said: "Disciple, Senior Brother Wang is going to deal with the East China Sea guards."

Dongfang Hexuan asked: "What? How could he go?!"

"Who took him there?!"

The Dongfang disciple murmured:
"He, he is alone."

Dongfang Hexuan's face suddenly changed.

Thousands of troops from the Donghaiwei ironclad ship approached the island.

But after all, Donghaiwei is not the only one who intends to make a move. It is naturally the strength of the military strategists to line up the army and force it with force, while sneaking in secretly and running rampant is the specialty of the martial arts.

Dozens of elite warriors have secretly entered Penglai Island.

The leader looked to be in his twenties, and he looked back at the seaside. Although he was separated by a long distance and could not see the scene of the sword qi slashing down, the qi caused by the sword intent still caused some vibrations thirty miles away. Shentu Hongye couldn't help but change his expression when he thought of the sword he encountered when he hunted down the startled salamander.

Forced to gather his mind, he turned his head and looked at the master who was wearing a moon white gown in front of him.

Qiu Feiyi took out a Thunder Spear from behind and held it in his hand.

He is one of the three deputy suzerains in the Feiling Sect. Although he has lived for a year, he looks like he is only in his early 40s at most. In addition to the masters of the Fei Lingzong, there are also the masters of the rivers and lakes that have been recruited over the years, and even the Donghaiwei Donghaihou.

Beside Qiu Feiyi, the dull old man was dressed in commoner clothes and held a very heavy hand halberd.

The black iron halberd had been stained with the blood of countless people, and the lingering smell of blood made one feel nauseated. This man was named Ji Jiaxun, and he was a rare member of the Eastern Sea Guard who could match the Central Plains on foot and horse. The characters who are compared with the titans were originally from the family of the generals of the Great Qin Dynasty. They are skilled in bows and horses, and can come and go among thousands of troops with an iron halberd.

When I was young, I was unsuccessful, but in middle age, I encountered the chaos of the past 500 years. I pulled up a 3000-man cavalry and made real military achievements on the battlefield. However, my sons and grandsons failed for two consecutive generations and threw away their official positions. Suspected of taking credit for pride, he was a bit of a madman, and in the end he simply retired from his official position at home.

It is the confidant and beloved general whom Donghai Hou worked so hard to visit several times.

Even if this person came, it was obvious that Hou Donghai had really paid for it.

When walking, the distance of each step is as if measured with an iron ruler, and it is exact.

Although Qiu Feiyi and this person had known each other for a long time, they didn't deal with each other very well, they didn't go to see him, they only talked with the disciples of their sect, they didn't go to the buildings on the inner island along the way, but went straight to the purple bamboo forest on the outer island, There are many warriors brought together by the warriors of the third rank.

Five times in just a short while.

In addition, there are even disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect driving small boats and speedboats to Penglai Island.As they walked forward and continued to converge, there were already hundreds of people.

Among them, more than a hundred people gathered behind the middle-aged man holding a halberd, all of them had swords and bows, and a pot of twenty spiked arrows on their backs. They were silent, and anyone could see it from these people. It can be seen that the arrogance of a soldier who was born in a military family.

Penglai Island is extremely clean now, along the way, no one can be seen, and because of the cleanliness, it shows the etherealness of the overseas fairy island. Among the people, those who have achieved martial arts can feel the clear aura of heaven and earth, Two strands, extremely large.

Qiu Feiyi raised his head and looked in that direction, murmured Penglai Island in his heart, and tightened his grip on the Thunder Spear in his hand. Penglai in the East China Sea is a spiritual place, and the spirit of the school is natural. He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he knew Penglai Island After that, there was not a day when I didn't want to be able to practice here.

From the envy at the beginning, to the envy and resentment afterwards.

Originally, he practiced all the way to the realm of the fourth-rank small master, but the last door blocked him for 30 years. No sign of opening.

Indistinctly, even thicker and heavier year by year.

If there is no chance in this life, I am afraid that even a gap will not be able to be opened until death. There is no chance to see the truly majestic atmosphere behind the door.

Raising dragons and killing pythons in Penglai Spiritual Land is the only way.

Ji Jiaxun glanced at Qiu Feiyi indifferently, with ridicule in his eyes.

Everyone moved forward, and after crossing the cross-sea stone bridge, Ji Jiaxun only raised his hand, and the people behind him immediately dispersed, the wind passed through the purple bamboo forest, and the fallen leaves were rustling. He saw the two old men in white clothes with blue patterns, their faces There was a slight smile on his face, and the eyes of those who walked with him were scorching.

As soon as he raised his hand, arrows fell like rain.

Before getting close to the purple bamboo forest, the force of the shot was cut off, and all of them fell to the ground.

Arrows rise again.

Several times in a row.

Arrows rise like locusts and fall like rain.

In front of the purple bamboo grove, there were densely packed broken arrows stuck upside down on the ground, the murderous intent was stirring, and the bamboo leaves were flying.

When the arrows were finally shot, those arrows were smashed by an extremely powerful and domineering fist. The broken arrows were shrouded in the fist and shrank towards the internal force, turning into a ball of iron, smashing heavily When it landed on the ground, the arrow clusters were facing outwards, and the light was cold.

In a blink of an eye, two old men and a middle-aged man holding a sword came from the inner island.

Ji Jiaxun was not in a hurry to make a move. Although he was old, the heavy iron halberd he was holding in his hand still looked light. The military general who had experienced the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion was very indifferent to many so-called big scenes, and the old god waited at ease. Three masters from the Dongfang family approached.

These three people obviously have good martial arts skills, and they landed in front of the purple bamboo forest in a blink of an eye. The old man at the head must be angry like a lion, and he clenched his fists tightly. Obviously, it was this old man who smashed all the arrows in the last shot, glaring. In front, he said to the two old men behind him, saying:
"Patriarch, all the disciples are in their own positions. This gang of thieves has no division of troops. They came straight here as soon as they landed on the island."

Dongfang Tiankui was not surprised, he just raised his hand and took a sip of wine.

Qiu Feiyi said lightly:

"The thaumaturgy of the Penglai Dongfang family is famous all over the world."

"Even if we want to divide our troops, there is no way to avoid you. Why don't you come here openly, which can be regarded as being aboveboard."

"I heard that there are two branches in the Neijima branch of the Dongfang family. The main branch specializes in thaumaturgy and has never learned any martial arts in its life, while the branch abandons thaumaturgy talent and practices martial arts. .”

"I'm afraid the three are the disciples of the branch? The martial arts are not bad."

The old man of the Dongfang family clenched his fists and sneered, and said: "Old man Dongfang Cong, his martial arts are ordinary, but it's not a problem to deal with you wolfish and ambitious bastards. Behind you is the Thunder Spear? It seems that it is indeed the Flying Spirit Sect Disciple, as for this one...with the iron halberd, it seems he is from a military family."

"I don't know which of the two will try the old man's martial arts first?"

When he came, he saw at a glance that except for the warriors who followed behind the two, there were densely packed warriors holding all kinds of weapons, at least hundreds of them. The Dongfang family established the world with thaumaturgy. Take it out and fight, at most it will only be a miserable victory.

I don't know how many disciples and disciples will be killed or injured. I am afraid that the Dongfang lineage will simply collapse.

Simply pretending to be provocative, trying to suppress this matter and turn it into a one-on-one competition in the arena.

The white-haired Ji Jiaxun laughed, tapped his halberd on the ground, and mocked:
"There are so many of us here, why should we fight alone with you?"

"What's more, your Penglai Island is just a turtle in an urn, and we still have backup in the future. One of Donghaiwei's flying dragon giant ships has arrived, and there are [-] remaining ships. They only stop a hundred miles away, and as long as they fire arrows, half a year You can come here within a few hours, and when the time comes, thousands of troops will gather and your Dongfang family will be destroyed."

His voice paused, then sighed again:

"It's a pity, that dragon ship was originally prepared for you."

"Flying Dragon Mohist's mechanism ships, each one is on board in Tianjing City's Tiangong Department. It was originally planned to use this ship to lure you out, and one can divide you. It would be best if the iron-clad ship can be broken. It will be reported at that time. Chaotang deliberately destroys the important weapon of the country, and you want to expel your Dongfang family, isn't it a matter of course?"

"Although I failed to lure you away now, it has also dragged the most troublesome person. I waited for this trend to come, but you want to fight with me one-on-one? Puff, it can't be a big atmosphere!"

When Ji Jiaxun talked about his madness, everyone in the Feiling Sect next to him was full of disdain for Jianghu in his words, and they were a little angry in their hearts, but they could only endure it secretly.

And Dongfang Cong was even more furious, but amidst the anger, his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

If this is the case, it is almost a heavy net, and there is no life at all.

Although he possesses extremely pure fourth-grade profound arts, as far as he can see, the martial arts of the elder of the Feiling Sect is not inferior to his own. If he really wants to fight, he will have thaumaturgy to help him. To win or lose, let alone three or four lilies.

The other two are the means of the fifth-rank realm.

The swordsman had a chance to become a fourth-rank junior grandmaster, while the other old man had been struggling with fifth-rank for decades. After all, the Dongfang family was not a family of martial arts, and it was not much worse than ordinary Jianghu big sects. The enemy bandits are very strong, and they strike decisively.

These people in front of them are not impossible to deal with, if they try their best to hold back the master with their injuries, let the swordsman explode, defeat the rest of the ordinary warriors, and encircle them again, [-]% to [-]% of them can overcome this difficulty.

But what about the tens of thousands of troops after that?Thirty huge Mohist flying dragon ships can't be beaten but they can't be avoided. Could it be that they have to be beaten head-on?Disturbed, but seeing the hundreds of people in front of him, he had no choice but to ignore it and pass the current stage first.

Right now he was about to speak, but Dongfang Tiankui put down the flagon in his hand and said casually:

"Since you have this plan, why do you all come here first to take risks?"

"Maybe you have something to say?"

Ji Jiaxun clapped his palms and said with a smile: "As expected, he is the owner of the Dongfang family. His eyesight is really strong, and he can see clearly. Yes, if it is just to destroy the Dongfang family, I don't need to wait here. Although the Dongfang family violated Lord Marquis a few days ago, the crime He deserves to die, but Master Hou Nian is not easy for you to practice, and he wants to make you work in my Donghai Marquis Mansion."

"At that time, you and I will all be colleagues. For today's matter, I will punish myself three cups later."

Dongfang Tiankui was able to restrain himself after hearing the words.

Dongfang Cong has practiced martial arts for a long time and has a violent temper. He immediately said angrily: "Wishful thinking!"

Ji Jiaxun looked at Dongfang Tiankui, and said: "This is good advice. If you don't obey, the name of Dongfang Thaumaturgy in the world may be removed."

Dongfang Tiankui shook the jug in his hand, there was no movement in it, he threw the jug down casually with a little regret, and said calmly: "Ah Cong, let me show you how this Your Excellency does."

Dongfang Cong sneered, said an imperial order, stepped out of the Nine Palace Steps, and appeared in front of Ji Jiaxun in a flash. With five fingers spread out, he pressed down heavily, and the Qi within a few feet was solidified like a rock, without any vitality flaw.

Ji Jiaxun had no choice but to use the fifth-grade method. At the moment, all his beard and hair were swaying backwards, his eyes were about to split, he straightened his mixed iron hand halberd in his hand, and threw it forward. The bad wind paved the way, Dongfang Cong's body suddenly rolled up, and he held his hand with a sleeve behind him. The halberd was rolled up and thrown away.

Qiu Feiyi clenched the Thunder Spear in his hand, and rushed forward.

Although the throwing technique of the Thunder Spear is the strongest, the one in his hand is three feet longer than the ones on his back, and it has changed from a short spear to a long spear. Moving, the two of them stepped out of the sea with Dongfang Cong, their strength intertwined, and the waves exploded.

But at this moment, another Fei Lingzong elder rushed forward.

The middle-aged man holding the sword drew out his sword.

There is aura entangled on this sword, and Dongfang family's thaumaturgy talisman is inscribed on it.

The sword energy is as vast as the sky.

The two rushed into the dense forest on one side.

Ji Jiaxun drew out his waist knife and looked at the two people in front of him with a cold expression.

Facing the masters on his side were lured away one by one by the opponent using the method of doubling, Dongfang Tiankui still looked calm, snatched Dongfang Hexuan's teacup to drink tea, Dongfang Hexuan frowned, thinking Wang Anfeng, who was walking forward alone, was still fluctuating in his heart.

In order to prevent the aftermath of the full shot from affecting these two people.

The last old man standing in front of them was forcibly led away by three masters who were born in the military family.

Dongfang Tiankui once again raised his hand to take a sip of wine, and said lightly:

"How do you calculate..."

Dongfang Hexuan raised his eyes and said:

"As usual, Ah Cong will lose, but it is difficult to tell the difference between life and death among fourth-rank warriors."

"He survived."

Dongfang Tiankui smiled. As a magician, the most desolate thing is that he can only watch things happen. Time flies. They occasionally see fragments that are not even scales and claws, but they cannot change them. Make a move, and everything will change accordingly.

When I was young, I always felt that I could change by seeing through the secrets of the sky. Later, I realized that everything in this world is like a tide, rushing forward. Temporary changes will not have any effect. Great rivers and rivers will always flow in the original direction. If you want to change, you need to There will be a big price to pay.

Dongfang Tiankui sighed:

"There's only one chance."

Dongfang Hexuan calmed down.

He raised his eyes and 'looked' in the distance, in the direction of Donghaiwei, the blue and purple air soaring into the sky formed a longevity lotus, and whispered softly: "The purple air produces a lotus. The repression on the island was transferred to your Marquis of the East Sea."

"Look at the weight of these 500 years, whether he, an invaluable prince, can bear it."

Slightly hold the right hand, and the luck and the heavenly secrets will flow.

What I did for Dongfang Ximing was a change of fate achieved by deceiving the world. This time it is different. This time I want to forcibly transfer flowers and plants, and cut apart the indescribable luck that will be a major disaster for the Central Plains in the past few decades. , put the fate of Penglai Island in the East China Sea on the shoulders of this prince.

Changing one's fate is something that must be done against the sky.

Lifting the invisible long sword in the old man's hand, Dongfang Tiankui took a step forward, pressing down the huge aura of heaven and earth, turning it into a barrier and obstacle in an inefficient way for the time being.

Dongfang Hexuan got up, and the sword in his hand recalled a wisp of aura.

There is a price to be paid for violating the secrets of heaven, and he has already done so twice.

So he was 30 years old with gray hair.

So he lost his eyesight and could no longer see the slightest streamer.

But at this time, the master's secret art unfolded in front of his eyes, and the rules slowed down, turning into concepts visible to the naked eye, and he had already seen part of the future.

Can make three swords.

The first sword is to flatten the blue and purple longevity lotus on the top of Donghaihou.

The second sword and the third sword are much smaller, compared to the contrast between the hair and the sword edge, the second sword, to share a ray of luck to the Dongfang family, the Dongfang family promised to keep the world for 500 years, I hope there will be a home of peace and beauty in the next 500 years.

For the last strike, An Feng and Xi Ming were each given a point of Emperor Purple Qi.

Keep them safe all their lives, with a heart like glass.

The old man's white hair is dancing, and he is willing to cut off the prince with ten years of life. The old man who can be called a Taoist earth fairy has a soft expression, and for the third time in his life, he has a proud feeling.

He flicked the invisible long sword of luck with his fingers.

The sound of the sword's cry pierced the hearts of the people.

Ji Jiaxun swung the horizontal knife in his hand, led by Shentu Hongye, and many masters of Fei Lingzong shot, the soldiers opened their bows and fired in volley, Dongfang Hexuan 'looked' at the sky.

After three breaths, Dongfang Cong, acting as a barrier, will retreat.

At that time is the node, the best time to unleash the sword.

Shentu Hongye and Ji Jiaxun had already approached Dongfang Hexuan who had focused eyes.

At the first breath, Qiu Feiyi had forced Dongfang Cong back.

Immediately, his right hand trembled, and the Thunder Spear that had been transformed into a long spear shattered the three-foot handle, turning into a short spear that entangled Thunder.

Dongfang Hexuan clenched his sword tightly.

Hands up, ready to wave down.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind Qiu Feiyi.

A dusty short sword directly pierced Qiu Feiyi's body with terrifying speed, and the sword energy rushed out.

The murderous intent exploded.

Qiu Feiyi was severely injured almost instantly. If it wasn't for the solid foundation of the seven martial arts he practiced, he wouldn't be able to dodge that sword at all. Does not seem to exist.

Things changed suddenly!

Ji Jiaxun was slightly startled when he saw this, but immediately looked cold and determined, he took a step forward, and slashed out with the waist knife in his hand.

A blue shadow, like a long dragon, came through the air and knocked the waist knife away.

A huge broadsword slammed heavily in front.

The mountain-like sword intent soared into the sky.

A tall, white-haired old man came striding forward and met Ji Jiaxun's fists and feet. He took a step back immediately, holding his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and swept across suddenly. Ji Jiaxun was forced to retreat.

The old man stood solemnly with a sword in his hand, looking mighty and extraordinary.

Dongfang Tiankui was stunned by such a series of events that exceeded his expectations. Seeing that the old man had an extraordinary bearing and strong sword intent, he was obviously not an ordinary person. He only asked which expert was sent to help him, and said modestly:

"This old gentleman is."

The old man holding a huge sword said in a deep voice:
"I can't afford to be like this sir."

The sword in his hand let out a sword cry, raised the drawing circle, pointed forward, and said solemnly:
"Ju Que, under the command of the Shenwu Mansion, came here to help the Eastern family!"

"There is no way here!"

Shentu Hongye had previously shot together with Ji Jiaxun, and the moment the latter was stopped, he threw the lightning spear in his hand, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, falling at an extremely tricky angle.

The old man who called himself Jian Juque fought with Ji Jiaxun.

However, a middle-aged man with thin cheeks and the appearance of an outsider stretched out his right hand, and shot Shentu Hongye with a short spear, which was hard to shatter. The force of that finger was as thick as mountains and rivers. The old man saluted respectfully, without that Gu Qinghan at this moment, he can do things easily, and said:

"Junior under the command of Shenwu Mansion, Taoist name Mingyue, I have met two seniors."

"I was ordered to guard late, but I hope to make amends."

Ripples appeared in Dongfang Hexuan's dark eyes, and he said, "Shenwu Mansion...?"

Almost from that ghostly sword strike, things suddenly changed.

A long spear like a dragon blocked the back road, instantly repelling the warrior who was entangled with Dongfang's swordsman. The person who made the attack was obviously old, but he was only in the sixth rank realm, but his marksmanship was smooth, close to the Tao, and he suddenly raised his hand and stabbed , the tip of the spear spun, and after breaking through the spear, it pierced through the heart of that Flying Spirit Sect elder.

The old man drew out his spear and walked over the corpse with an indifferent expression.

The temperament is deep and the Yue is standing.

"Fufeng, Fei Poyue."

The Flying Spirit Sect warrior who blocked the last master of the Dongfang family flew out backwards.

Scarlet, leafless flowers grew continuously from the wounds on its body.

His expression was a little dull, because Chuan Lian, who had died and came back to life, was covering his mouth, his face was pale from crossing the East China Sea, and he waved the oar in his hand.

After repelling the warrior, he tapped his acupoints and said loudly to Dongfang Hexuan and the others:

"The first-class pharmacist in Shenwu Mansion, pharmacist Gu Chuanlian is here to help!"

Then he threw down the blood-stained oar, rummaged through the medicine alley that was still on his back at this time, and said in his mouth: "Yes, yes, I still have medicine here, including medicine for internal and external injuries. They are from our Pharmacist Valley. , very useful, let’s try it?”

Dongfang Tiankui looked at the young man who was busy selling his own school's prescriptions.

On the body of the half-dead, half-life figure, the aura is obscure but heavy.

Not inferior to the fifth grade.

Fifth grade?It is enough to be the head of a large faction in one place.

First class pharmacist?
On the other side, a woman with a cold expression raised her hand.

The faces of hundreds of archers around were bruised, and they grabbed their necks and fell down.

A master wanted to take her down, and only a few steps closer, he felt the terrifying aura that was about to kick open the gate of heaven, backed up again and again, and after retreating for several miles, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately felt dizzy , his expression changed, he lost consciousness and fell directly to the bottom of the sea.

Moments later, blood stained the surface of the sea.

The woman lowered her right hand and walked slowly, the flowers and plants under her feet were dried up, and her body was covered with poison.

It was Lu Yingbo who was separated from Wang Anfeng in the Western Regions. Because he had no fixed place to live, he went to Daqin Fufeng with Tian Xiangzhi, who called himself Mingyue, and stayed in Shenwu Mansion for the time being.

A few days ago, I got Fetion.

Divine martial order.

In the Shenwu Mansion, all the masters came out, and even Fei Poyue, the master of marksmanship who taught Gongsun Jing's marksmanship, was persuaded. Because the East China Sea was sealed off, they each used their means and went to Penglai.

She lost her past because of Baihutang, and her mood has not recovered at this moment, but it does not prevent her from speaking at this moment.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was earth-shattering.

The poisonous gas condenses into a huge poisonous dragon that is not inferior to the river and sea.

There is a woman in Tsing Yi crossing rivers and mountains, stepping on the head of a dragon.

The huge aura that half stepped into the realm of the master is mighty and mighty, suppressing it.

The voice was cold and indifferent.

"Shen Wu Ke Qing, Lu Yingbo."

Ji Jiaxun looked around, although there were not many people on the opposite side, but at this moment, it was almost a group of powerful elders from a big faction.

A pharmacist whose cultivation has reached the fifth rank.

An unpredictable fourth-rank assassin.

A master of marksmanship in his own line.

A half-step master who stepped over the poisonous dragon.

Obviously not a Taoist priest, but a fifth-rank outsider who claims to be Mingyue.

Ji Jiaxun suppressed the madness in his heart in cold sweat, and the thoughts in his mind kept turning, turning wildly, trying to find a point to break the situation, but found nothing. Suddenly there was the sound of surging waves, and large ships came from the East China Sea. It is a boat from the East China Sea, but the people on it are by no means people from the rivers and lakes of the East China Sea.

Hundreds of people dressed in the same clothes leaped out like locusts before they got close to Penglai.

Snapped.

The surface of the water sank several inches almost instantly.

Warriors in black and blue uniforms came across the water under the leadership of dozens of brave men. Immediately, they drew out their weapons and crossbows, and surrounded the rest of them from the outside.

The Fei Lingzong fighters and Donghaiwei soldiers who had the overall situation in my hands turned pale.

Just as Ji Jiaxun gritted his teeth and was about to forcefully move out of the East China Sea, almost all the warriors above rank nine left and left in silence.

Two figures were thrown in, one was a military general in black armor, the other was a pale Taoist, the general's face was ashen, and the Taoist was speechless, looking at the front with his own strength and knocking everyone out of the sea man.

In that direction, a young man in the gray attire of an outer disciple of Penglai Island slowly approached.

Seeing the crowd, Wang Anfeng's expression softened a lot, he was really relieved, it was not in vain that he stopped those people in front, and he still caught up, if they were encircled by others, it would be troublesome instead, he looked at Gongliangzimo immediately, and said:

"I said, if you don't retreat..."

The voice sounded calmly, but hadn't completely fallen.

Where he walked, those unparalleled fighters who stepped on the water had already knelt down row by row.

In his hand, the Daqin Shenwu Saber was inserted upside down on the ground, holding the saber in both hands.

The blade is narrow and cold.

Opening their mouths in unison, a chilling shout rose to the sky.

"Shenwu Mansion belongs, I have met the mansion master!"

"We have been summoned!"

PS: Today’s update is presented………

And everyone who gave the reward, thank you tomorrow, it’s a bit late today, the old man who was assassinated and won the famous sword when the Juque King Anfeng and Gongyu went down the mountain
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