("Where is the northwest looking hometown, and the southeast is full of the moon.") "Today is August 15th, Xiao Wei said Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

Liu Shaoyang broke through the fence and entered the boat first. After setting off the fireboat, he rode around on a sampan to cover up and kill, and a spear in his hand was so carried away by him that every arrow was shot aside.

At this time, he saw that the strategy of fire attack had worked, and the Zhongshan National Naval Division was almost scattered, but looking at the sight in front of him, he was shocking and miserable, and he felt deeply unbearable. secretly thought that instead of killing like this, it would be better to capture the thief and capture the king. Immediately ordered the boats and soldiers to row hard, and he killed the rout all the way, and headed towards the flagship of the Chinese army in the Shuizhai boat array. Mo Xueyin looked at the other boat on the side, and immediately ordered the helmsman to steer the boat, following closely behind.

At this time, the fire on the sea was soaring, and the boats of the two armies were twisted in one place, which was very chaotic and chaotic. The boat that Liu Shaoyang was riding on overcame all the thorns and thorns, and after a short time, it had reached the edge of the Chinese warship. On the tower of this Chinese army, there is a command flag, which is the center of the whole formation, so it is very tightly guarded.

Because of the uncertain floating, the ships are fixed with iron anchors, and many of the ships are connected to each other by ropes. Suddenly, the flagship of the Chinese army was burdened by the ship in front and was also burned by the fire. At this time, after the commander's order, the soldiers poured water on the guards to put out the fire, and the fire on the ship was almost extinguished. Now seeing Liu Shaoyang's boat coming in the wind, they all used longbows and crossbows to shoot arrows like rain.

Liu Shaoyang stood on the bow of the boat, the spear in his hand fluttered, and the arrow cluster flew away. When he reached the edge of the big boat, he jumped up lightly, only lifted the steel spear up, and put it on the edge of the boat to relay slightly, and the whole person had jumped on the building boat several feet high.

Seeing Liu Shaoyang leaping up like a celestial, all the armor soldiers on the ship shouted in unison in a slight stunned manner, all of them waved their knives and spears, and stepped forward to attack.

Liu Shaoyang is compassionate and does not want to hurt people's lives. He only opened the steel spear in his hand left and right, and swept down all the Zhongshan warriors in the square. He paced as fast as he could, and went straight to the center of the big ship to find the commander of the sailors.

It took dozens of steps before he walked past the bow of the boat. Liu Shaoyang suddenly felt that the strong wind was blowing, and someone was slapped by the wind with a palm. Immediately after that, the steel spear in his hand shook, and the tiger's mouth was in severe pain, and he almost couldn't hold the blade.

Liu Shaoyang's heart was awe-inspiring, knowing that he had met a good hand, he hurriedly took a few steps back and looked up. I saw a young Taoist priest who was a few years older than him, standing in front of him. His face was thin and cold, and he was wearing a dark robe.

Seeing that his palm strength did not shake the steel spear in Liu Shaoyang's hand, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he didn't say anything at the moment. Then his arms stretched out like wings and flew up. The legs of the lower body are like electricity, and they come to sweep Liu Shaoyang's lower plate.

Liu Shaoyang saw this move coming, and only felt that the move on this Taoist priest's leg seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while. didn't have time to think about it at the moment, shook the steel spear in his hand, replaced defense with offense, and stabbed the man in the chest with luck.

The Xuan-robed Taoist saw Liu Shaoyang's spear stabbing at him, and his body suddenly stretched out of thin air, letting go of the spear that Liu Shaoyang stood. At the same time, his left hand poked out of his sleeve robe, and in an instant he grasped the shaft of the spear in the palm of his hand.

Liu Shaoyang only took two moves in front of him, and then let the Taoist priest grab the blade, at this time, he only felt that the spear in his hand was steep, and a strong force surged towards him along the spear body. However, the young Taoist stood still on the spot, very calm and relaxed.

At this time, he suddenly encountered a strong enemy, his thoughts turned like lightning, and his heart was anxious: "Although this person is not a few years older than me, he can't imagine that his martial arts are far above me." This spear is a blade, although it is not long, it is better to abandon the sword and use the sword, maybe it can still fight!"

He made up his mind and immediately stopped fighting against him, and while dissipating all his strength in a flash, he reached out to draw the green steel sword on his back. The young Taoist sensed that Liu Shaoyang was withdrawing, and he smiled lightly and let go of his hand.

The steel spear, which had been vigorously twisted by two strands like a longbow with strings, suddenly lost strength at both ends, and flew out with a "whew!" on the side, knocking down a flagpole on the side of the ship, and fell into the ocean below.

The Xuanyi Taoist snorted a few times, and took out a three-foot Wu hook from his back, and started with a sword as fast as a meteor, the cold light burst out, and the purple flame at the tip of the sword was uncertain, and stabbed straight in front of Liu Shaoyang.

Under the light of the fire around him, Liu Shaoyang saw the difference before and after the sword of the Xuanyi Taoist priest, and suddenly noticed that this sword move was vaguely the "goshawk fighting tiger" in the swordsmanship of the Yuanshan faction. He was under the Huai'an Zunsheng Pagoda a few years ago, and he saw Nanhuazi fighting with his uncle Lu Zitong. Nanhuazi's first sword starting style also uses this move.

He had just pulled the steel spear with this man, although it was only a very short effort, but at this time his wrist was still faintly painful. Now seeing the rapid momentum of this sword, he didn't dare to take it hard for a while, so he had to point to the ground on tiptoe and sweep backwards to avoid it.

The Xuanyi Taoist priest did not give in to the momentum again, and the long sword in his hand slashed and danced, fitting like a shocking rush ahead, and the tip of the sword was like a scab attached to the bone, not leaving Liu Shaoyang's chest a few inches away.

Liu Shaoyang was in an unfavorable situation at this time, and he was in danger. The inner door of the body has been broken through by this person's long sword, but the green steel sword in his hand is still in the outer door, and he can't stop it. Forced by the situation, he had to give in. In an instant, he was forced to the edge of the big ship.

Liu Shaoyang felt that he had arrived at the side of the boat, and he knew that there was no way to retreat. In despair in his heart, he was about to raise his sword and stab the Taoist priest in the lower abdomen, hoping to fight to the death. It's just that regardless of whether he can succeed or not, his chest must have been pierced by a sharp blade.

At such a moment's notice, a sharp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and a delicate figure beside him flew by. As soon as there was a sound of "ding!", the Xuanyi Daoist almost swept the Xuanyi Daoist around his body and wrapped the Manghan Sword and took it away diagonally.

Liu Shaoyang's sword was lucky to survive, and he hurriedly jumped to the side while the gap was made. When he looked at the field again, it was Mo Xueyin who rushed to the boat in time with his sword, and at this time he was already fighting with the Xuan-robed Taoist priest.

One of the two of them flew with a sword shadow, walking like a ghost, and the other was a cold purple flame, straight like a swimming dragon. All of them are using fast moves, and for a while, within a few feet of the bow of the ship, there are only shadows, and there is no human form. Through the boundless firelight around him, there is an indescribable weird cold.

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