The seventh round: Leaving the Sehai Sea Encountering pursuers at sea
A magic clipper on the vast sea, five people on board are standing or sitting, one person on the bow of the boat is wearing a dark purple gold embroidered mage robe, a long black hair is tied behind his head, and a strand of blonde hair can be faintly seen in it, his eyebrows are like a sword, his eyes are like a star, there is a warm smile on his mouth, and his hands are on his back, it is Fan Lin.
The two people in the stern of the boat were wearing full-body armor and holding big guns, not only did they move exactly the same, but they also looked exactly the same, and they turned out to be twins. The two of them were the chief of the guard from the Principality of Sehai, and the two great swordsmen, Xiang Ran and Xiang Qin, were staring at a dark dragon in the sky that was rapidly chasing this way.
On top of the dark dragon stood three black-robed men, all of them were burly and armed with long swords, and in the center was a slender old man with long gray-white hair hanging down, unable to see his face from a distance, holding a white jade-like bone staff in his hand, with a skull inlaid on the top, and two beams of ice-blue flames rising from the skull's eye sockets.
He is an undead wizard, and the main reason for this period of pursuit is that he has caused more interference to everyone, only to see that he is about to finish reciting another spell, and with a wave of the white jade bone staff in his hand, a huge wave of a hundred feet high suddenly rose behind the small boat, and a big ship suddenly appeared above the huge wave.
The whole big ship was covered by a white mist, and it seemed that it was impossible to see the whole picture, but in a blink of an eye, the big ship caught up, and when it got closer, it was found that there were skeletons standing on the bow deck, which was a ship of the undead.
The speed of the ship of the dead was very fast, as if it was not affected by the wind and waves at all, and in the blink of an eye, it was approaching, and the dense skeleton soldiers were condescending, just looking at the boat in the wind and waves on the water as if they could not even resist a collision, trembling and swaying.
But it is strange to say that the small boat, which looked like it was about to capsize, was suddenly covered with a cyan light mask, accelerated and rushed forward, and suddenly moved away from the collision range of the big ship.
The two people sitting in the middle of the boat were about seventeen or eighteen years old, both sitting on the side of the boat, one covered with a dark gray linen cloak, wearing a white shoulder on the inside, and a cynical smile on their faces, holding a cyan ball in their hands, it was Wen Ziming, and the cyan mask just now was his handiwork.
Then he looked at the other man, who was still trying to sit upright, even though the boat was rocking. He was dressed in a red and gold dress, with the same red and gold hair as Aotian tied behind his head by a golden hairband, his face was like a virgin, and his facial features were delicate.
He is Dugu Aotian's eldest son, Dugu Yunfei, who was entrusted by his father to Fan Lin and Wen Ziming, asking them to take him to the Huaxia Empire for help. Unexpectedly, as soon as the boat left the largest port in the Sehai Sea, Nuanyang Harbor, it encountered a dark dragon, and the accompanying guards bravely greeted it, covering their small boat to leave quickly. As long as he can enter the sea area of the Huaxia Empire, it is expected that he will be safe, but at this time, the dark dragon has chased after him again, and it seems that the guards who intercept it are already more than lucky.
Although the boat shrouded in cyan light accelerated repeatedly, but the speed of the undead ship was too fast, and after catching up again, countless skeleton soldiers began to "fall from the sky" on this small boat like a floating leaf in the vast sea, although most of the skeleton soldiers fell into the water, but there were still some successful jumps on the boat.
Xiang Ran and Xiangqin swung their guns sharply, and threw a big gun as a long stick, and it was also thanks to the fact that the two of them had been training at sea all year round, and in such a small and constantly shaking ship, they didn't let the skeletons on the ship advance at all.
However, a large number of skeleton soldiers suddenly appeared on the water on both sides of the ship, but they really couldn't distract him.
"Master, I'll stop that guy in the sky, and I'll leave it to you here!" Fan Lin stretched out a pair of tender white hands in his robe, and he didn't hold a magic staff, his hands waved one after another like a conductor, and several arm-thick earth thorns suddenly pierced out from the boat gang, dressing several skeleton soldiers who were about to approach like sugar gourds.
The entire boat turned into a small hedgehog full of spikes, and the attack of the skeleton soldiers in the water slowed down a bit.
"Go ahead, leave it to me here!" The smile on Wen Ziming's face gradually converged, and his right hand pulled out the golden cross sword that had followed him for hundreds of years from his belt.
Seeing that Wen Ziming was serious, Fan Lin handed over the control stone for operating the magic ship to Dugu Yunfei, walked to the stern of the boat in two steps, stood behind the two Xiang Ran brothers, and after explaining to them, he was preparing a big killing move with words in his mouth, and waved it one after another without stopping in his hand, and large and small meteorites began to appear in the sky above the dark dragon not far from the sky, although the meteorite attack power was not strong, but it also caught the dark dragon off guard.
Seeing that Fan Lin began to move, Wen Ziming also quickly got up, the golden cross sword in his hand was sacrificed in the air, and he muttered two sentences casually, his hands flew up and down like butterflies wearing flowers, the cross sword emitted a golden light, and a pair of holy white wings were born on both sides of the long sword.
This is a divine magic, with the help of this summoned golden angel holy sword, Wen Ziming will use it to cut off the ship of the dead behind.
The Golden Holy Sword slowly rose into the air, and before it fell, it had already shot out a holy light like a scorching sun and shone on the undead ship, and the white mist around the undead ship began to be gradually dispersed.
"What's that?!" At this time, the three people on the dark dragon who had shot down all the meteorites noticed the golden holy sword hanging in the air, and the undead wizard standing in front of him shouted, and before the sound fell, the golden holy sword had already slashed head-on the ship of the undead.
The blinding white light illuminated everyone for a brief period of blindness.
When he opened his eyes again, the corners of Fan Lin's mouth had already risen upward: "Great Summoning Technique!"
As his voice fell, a huge earthy yellow six-pointed star magic array appeared out of thin air, and a yellow elemental dragon nearly a hundred meters long poked out of it.
"Mr. Ming, after passing that island, you will reach the territorial waters of the Chinese Empire. At this time, Dugu Yunfei, who had been concentrating on manipulating the boat, suddenly said.
Hearing his words, Wen Ziming exchanged glances with Fan Lin, who had just summoned the earth dragon and was still panting, and then looked solemnly in the direction where he came, where a huge earthy yellow light mask was emitting ripples: "We can be regarded as escaping, but what about them in the Principality of Sehai, can they escape......
Hearing his words, everyone fell silent, and their thoughts returned to the day of the duel between Fan Lin and Tetsuji Kitagawa......