At the same time that the summoner of the Mockfish Tribe was tied to the garbage warship, a rapid horn suddenly sounded on the sea, long and urgent.

At the same time as the horn sounded, the pirates, who had been fighting with the tribal warriors, began to retreat quickly without hesitation.

The leader of the pirates, who was entwined with a tribal monk not far away, also had a sparkle in his eyes at this time, laughed and repelled the enemy, and then waved his hand violently.

"Brothers, let's withdraw!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was like a agile cheetah, and in a few leaps he jumped out of the Maoyu tribe and stepped on his garbage warship.

"Hurry up, get on board!"

At the urging of the big and small leaders of the pirates, those pirate miscellaneous soldiers quickly jumped onto the garbage warship, and did not have time to pay attention to the seriously injured or dead companions, and skillfully drove the junk warship to evacuate at full speed.

It didn't take long for the pirates to run away in the garbage warship.

In the devastated Maoyu tribe, a group of tribal monks who had just returned were looking at the dead bodies and the burning houses everywhere with burning eyes, and they couldn't help but tremble with anger.

Without waiting for the tribal chief's order, they roared and jumped aboard the junk warship, chasing down the pirates who dared to attack their tribe with all their might.

These pirates came too suddenly, and the tribesmen had secretly left the tribe, so they suffered a big loss.

Thinking of the damage to their families and the loss of their personal property, these tribal monks were even more furious, eager to immediately catch up with those pirates and cut them with a thousand knives!

"Oh no, the Guardian Summoner has been captured by pirates!"

An exclamation came from the tribe, which made the tribal monks who had just stepped on the junk warship stunned for a moment, and then became even angrier.

The guardian summoner of the Maoyu tribe, although he is only a third-level cultivator, has excellent bloodline talent, and he is the only son of the patriarch.

Those pirates were so bold that they even kidnapped him!

"Chase me, you must catch up with them!"

Looking at the tribal patriarch who was thundering like thunder on the garbage warship, full of murderous energy, those warriors glanced at each other, and the speed of pursuit increased again.

It's just that compared to the anger of seeing the tribe destroyed just now, these Maoyu tribesmen have a little more worry in their hearts at this moment.

These pirates, I'm afraid it's not good!

For these sea tribes, the significance of a Guardian Summoner is quite important, and it can be called the tribe's Dinghai Divine Needle!

In order to train a qualified Guardian Summoner, not only do you need to have a good enough bloodline, but it also takes a lot of resources to cultivate.

It can be said that the treasures looted by these pirates are not as important as a Guardian Summoner!

What's more, the water world is turbulent now, and in this case, the summoner who can summon the guardian is the reliance of the entire tribe.

Now that he has been taken captive, it will be a disaster for the entire Maoyu tribe!

"Catch up with me, they can't let them run!"

At this time, at the back of the pirate fleet, on a garbage warship of the Fish Tribe, a tribal monk covered in tattoos stood on the bow of the ship, staring at the pirate warships in front of him with a gloomy face.

One of his hands holding the sword was trembling right now.

In the chaos just now, his home was also affected, but due to the urgency of the situation, he did not have time to go back to check.

The life and death of his family are unknown at the moment, and he is naturally very worried.

It's just that he is more worried about the safety of the Guardian Summoner than his own house being patronized by these pirates.

Now that it is an eventful season, the Holy Dragon City has become a dark cloud hanging over the heads of all the sea tribes, and its strong combat power makes all the sea tribes fearful.

Even the other two sea tribes of equal strength with the Hydra tribe are now silent, not knowing what to do?

The two most powerful tribes are so cautious, and the other small tribes are naturally even more unbearable, such as worrying almost every day, for fear that Thang Long City will suddenly come to the door!

These tribes are still hesitating about the convening order given by the Holy Dragon City, for fear that this is a trap for the Holy Dragon City, trying to gather all the Guardian Summoners and then kill them all!

The Holy Dragon City was already extremely strong, and if they lost the tribal guardian again, then they could only let the Holy Dragon Cheng knead it.

But if they don't obey the orders of the Holy Dragon City and let the summoners of the tribe go to the Sea Spirit Tribe, then a month later, the Holy Dragon City will definitely show their butcher knives without hesitation!

This is a sure thing, and there is no need to doubt it at all.

In this case, the Guardian Summoner must ensure that he is under his control, and if he is kidnapped by the pirates, the entire tribe will be in danger of being wiped out.

So no matter what, this Guardian Summoner must be snatched back!

On the calm sea, the flotilla composed of two garbage warships was moving rapidly, and the crew was desperately rowing the oars.

In this high-speed situation, the fragile garbage warship constantly makes all kinds of abnormal noises, and it seems that it may disintegrate at any time.

Even so, the two sides showed no signs of slowing down, but were rowing faster and faster!

In the pirate fleet ahead, the sturdy pirate leader looked at the chasing fish tribe fleet behind him, urging the fleet to continue to accelerate.

Glancing at the Guardian Summoner beside him, who was tied up and even his mouth was gagged, a sneer appeared on the corner of the pirate leader's mouth

"Keep your current distance, and if the other party comes close, fight them off no matter what!"

After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the garbage warship, looking intently at the pursuing Maoyu tribesmen behind him, with a mocking look in his eyes.

Unconsciously, the garbage warship that the Maoyu tribe rushed to the front had slowly approached the pirate fleet, and the pirates, who had already received the order, immediately began to block it.

All kinds of weapons flew in the air, landing one after another on the garbage warships of the Fish Tribe, and some unlucky people couldn't dodge, and were hit by the thrown weapons, and one by one blood splattered, screaming and falling into the ocean.

"Shoot back, rush up for me, bite them to death!"

Seeing this, the monk led by the Fish Tribe gritted his teeth and roared, leaned down to avoid a fishbone spear shot by the other party, and threw a shell axe to kill a pirate.

When the tribal warriors heard this, they roared and threw their weapons, raining down on the pirate ships that had fallen behind.

Those pirates were also not to be outdone, dodging while constantly fighting back.

A series of screams were heard, casualties on both sides, and they fell into the sea one after another.

The wounded pirates struggled in the water, shouting for help, but no one paid attention to them, just let them float and sink in the water.

However, the wounded of the Maoyu tribe were constantly rescued by the tribesmen and avoided the fate of drowning.

Compared to those pirates who were improvised and put together, the quality of the equipment and junk warships of the Maoyu tribe had an advantage, so before they knew it, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

At this time, all the weapons that both sides could throw were gone, and they were almost gone, and the situation continued to develop. I'm afraid that soon the two sides will have to fight hand-to-hand combat!