Mao Eighteen is worthy of being a Venerable of the Open Pulse Realm, and he is also an old Jianghu who has been in the mix for many years, and his experience and grasp of the situation can be described as extremely accurate.

All of this was just done like lightning, and by the time the five masters of the Seven Martial Seas above reacted, he had already taken the panicked and stunned Long Yiyi and turned over and swept back to the deck.

With a bang, Tang Feng's people nailed to the wooden plank, blocking him and Long Yiyi.

"According to the original plan, take her away immediately!" Tang Feng's voice was without any emotion, it was cold, like an arrow from a bow, and there was no room to turn back.

Mao Eighteen was slightly stunned, and without any hesitation, he immediately turned over and skimmed, jumping off the two-zhang high deck, and there was already a prepared speedboat below.

Although Mao Shibai knew that with Tang Feng alone, it was a great risk to fight the remaining six masters of the Seven Martial Seas alone, but he knew better that if he delayed a little at this moment, once he was entangled by the opponent, he would be in even greater trouble.

Even though he is also a Venerable of the Open Pulse Realm, Long Yiyi is a weak woman in the end, and with such a burden, no matter how strong his kung fu is, the two of them will inevitably be restrained.

Mao Eighteen is an old man who has experienced strong winds and waves, and he knows that things are serious, so he didn't even look back, didn't look at the situation above, and immediately started the speedboat and rushed out with a roar.

According to the current situation, he could only take Long Yiyi to twenty nautical miles away as fast as possible.

There are most of the people of the dragon group there, as long as Long Yiyi is handed over to them, and then these more than 20 masters will quickly kill back.

Now the only worry in Mao Shiba's heart is to hope that Tang Feng can hold out until he leads the team back.

The speed of the speedboat was the fastest, and Long Yiyi lay on it weakly, but he roared hoarsely: "Tang Feng, you must hold on, you must promise me!"

"The surname is Tang, you are a madman, you are a big fool, if you die, I will not live alone!"

It's just that no matter how loud her roar is, at this time, the waves are Peng Pei, and the heavy rain is drifting, and it can't be transmitted at all, not to mention that Tang Feng at this moment has long been unable to be distracted.

Seeing Mao Eighteen fall into the speedboat below, the big leader's pupils contracted, and he waved his hand: "Ghost knife, you two, go and stop them!"

It is not practical to command, at this time, the ghost knife, and the three masters of the Seven Martial Seas, the ninefold peak of the strength, the two of them have already turned over.

Tang Feng would let the two of them go to stop him, and at the foot of his feet, the person had already risen from the ground and rushed straight down.

During the volley, he urged the qi in his body, and used the Shaolin Dragon Claw to take the back of the ghost knife directly into the neck.

After the breakthrough, whether it is speed, strength, or the strength in the body, it is undoubtedly much stronger than before, in fact, Tang Feng's strength, taken together, has increased by more than three times compared to yesterday.

Feeling the lightning-fast big hand on his back, the ghost knife was taken aback, and his intuition was cold on his back, he didn't want to, his left hand flew over, and it was a knife in the air.

It's just that his sword, both in speed and strength, is much weaker than before, after all, in the last fierce battle, his right hand has been unloaded by Tang Feng.

Last time, Tang Feng may have been a little jealous of this ghost knife, but this time......

He didn't dodge at all, and as soon as he grabbed it with his right hand, the wide and hideous ghost knife had already reached his hand, and then with a twist of force, the ghost knife broke into two again.

Then with a flick of his wrist, the half-severed knife in his hand slashed towards his remaining left arm.

In the frenzied roar, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the ghost knife immediately screamed, leaving the left arm, which had been cut off by seven.

All this was completed in two breaths, and the judge's pen in the hands of the three masters came in a hurry.

Tang Feng seemed to have eyes behind his back, and his toes in the air hit the eaves of the boat a little, and he flew up like a crane.

The three masters failed a little, and their moves changed, changing the point to cutting, and they came by cutting Tang Feng's feet.

Tang Feng sneered, turned over and twisted in the air, and with a move to hang the golden hook upside down, kicking him to the sea, but his people took advantage of this momentum and rushed to the deck.

All of his moves were all done in one go, and it was only at this time that the big leader came to his senses, and he originally wanted to rush over, but at this time, he suddenly stopped his body.

He was also standing on the deck, facing Tang Feng, the two of them were no more than five meters apart, and through that ghost face, the scarlet eyes that looked at Tang Feng like a beast couldn't help but exude a fierce and fierce light.

"I can't imagine it, I can't imagine that you kid is so cunning!" the big boss sneered to himself, and his laughter was as low and cold as his eyes.

At this time, after a slight delay, Mao Shibai had already rushed out of the country with Long Yiyi in a speedboat, and if he wanted to catch up at this time, he had obviously missed the best opportunity.

So at this time, the big boss calmed down.

The three masters shouted urgently: "Big boss, if you entangle this kid, I will chase after it, and I will promise to chase that chick back!"

The big leader suddenly waved his hand: "No need!"

The third master was stunned and said, "Don't chase it, is it just that, just look at the cooked duck and run away like this?"

The big boss suddenly sneered and said jokingly: "Ran away? Who said the duck ran away?"

The third master obviously didn't understand what he meant, and couldn't help but say, "But ......"

The big boss still sneered: "Now duck, aren't you still standing in front of us!"

When he said this again, his eyes were full of yin and fierce light, but he was still staring at Tang Feng tightly.

By this time, everyone had obviously understood the meaning of his words, and the stinky boy surnamed Tang in front of him was not just a duck.

The three masters swept deeply, jumped onto the deck, stood side by side with the big leader, and sneered in the same way: "That's right, this duck, I'm afraid it's more popular and valuable." ”

Tang Feng still stood there without moving, and said lightly: "Aren't you afraid, are the remaining ducks flying in the end?"

The big leader snorted heavily: "Fei, do you think you can still escape from the palm of the deity?"

Speaking of this, without waiting for Tang Feng to speak, he immediately snorted again: "The surname is Tang, aren't you wondering, why am I still not in a hurry to make a move on you now?"

Tang Feng was also puzzled, it stands to reason that the other party could not know the traces of Chilong and others twenty nautical miles away, although twenty nautical miles is not a short time, but if it is launched with all its might, it will not take much time to rush over.

Qi Wuhai and the others naturally would not fail to understand this, each of them was an old Jianghu, and naturally it was impossible for them to make such a low-level mistake.

At this time, the big leader's low and sneering voice sounded word by word: "Do you still want to wait for helpers?" Tell you, don't wait, they won't come!"