Bai Qianyu stood on the deck, his head up, looking at the sky with trepidation.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the air around her was cold, as if there was a gust of wind drifting, and a man in white stood next to her.

"The sword is very strong!" the man blurted out, his tone still cold, but there was a hint of admiration that could not be concealed.

Bai Qianyu turned his head and opened his eyes wide: "Xiaomo, it's you!"

She never expected that at the moment when everyone had almost forgotten the existence of this person, he suddenly appeared unconsciously.

Mo Guiyun ignored her surprise and said to himself: "In just a few months, Wei Xiao has actually improved from the sixth sword body to the tenth sword body, and his cultivation has almost reached a level, and his entry is much faster than mine!"

His words seemed to be for Bai Qianyu, and as if he was saying it to himself.

Bai Qianyu said strangely: "His cultivation method is different from yours, why do you want to compare with him?"

After saying this, she suddenly felt even more strange, she never knew Mo Guiyun's origin, was it the Demon Clan, the Human Race, the Shadow Clan, the Meizu Clan, or the Xiyue Clan? She only knew that she met him in the Lonely Village on the Starfall Continent for the first time, so she took it for granted that he was a Demon Clan, but now it seems that he does not have any characteristics of the Demon Clan at all, and he does not care about the interests of the Demon Clan, he is not like a Demon Clan.

But he didn't seem to be like any other race living on the continent.

Wei Xiao once suspected that he was a shadow hunter, but in the end he denied it himself.

"Where were you when Ying Long burned the ship just now?" Bai Qianyu suddenly remembered this incident and asked in surprise.

"I'm not even afraid of the fire of the ghost car, how can the dragon flame burn me to death?" Mo Guiyun replied lightly and diverted the topic: "You are still worried about Wei Xiao, in my opinion, even if he uses a sword to make a ten-point body, I am afraid that he may still not be the opponent of that Ying Long." ”

Bai Qianyu turned his head to look at the sky.

There was lightning in the sky, but there was no thunder.

It was Ying Long spitting lightning in his mouth, and the electric light was densely covered into a dense net, hitting one after another, and each lightning bolt was twisting and twisting, like a small snake, and shot down to Wei Xiao flexibly, and when Wei Xiao drove the ghost rain conch to avoid it, it fell into the sea again, illuminating the sea water brightly, and then gradually disappeared.

Occasionally, Ying Long would spit out flames, igniting a flame in the sky within a radius of ten miles, but the ghost rain seemed to be the nemesis of the dragon flame, and it quickly extinguished it.

The ghost raindrops fell on the surface of the sea, and the sea water appeared even more turbid and deep, and the water surface fluctuated at the bottom of the boat, faintly showing signs of rising.

Some of the people standing on the boat were watching the battle in mid-air, while others were watching with fear below, the turbulence of the sea would cause a huge disaster like the sinking of the Wind and Flame Continent at any time.

Wei Xiao was holding the Haotian Sword and was still struggling with Ying Long.

The lightning that Ying Long spit out, some of which he deftly avoided, and some that he couldn't avoid, were blocked by him with the Haotian Sword and reflected back, relying on the benefits of the artifact, he could barely fight with this divine dragon with tens of thousands of years of cultivation and equivalent to the Yuan Infant Realm.

"Wei Xiao doesn't have much time left!" Mo Guiyun looked up at the sky, the rain hit his snow-white face, and the look on his face was also snow-like indifference: "The battle between him and Ying Long has always been at a disadvantage, barely relying on the artifact to support it, and the more this battle drags on, the longer the ghost rain falls, the more unfavorable it will be for him,—— I really can't figure it out sometimes, why does he have to risk his reputation when he can give up a battle, and risk being infamous by thousands of people, but he also has to fight!"

"You say, isn't it stupid for him to do this?" his side face was like a knife, and he muttered, not knowing whether he was asking himself or Bai Qianyu.

"I don't know if he's stupid or not, but I know," Bai Qianyu looked up at the battle above with him, and said: "He will save the lives of tens of millions of people, and he will save the lives of several people, even if it is one person or one life, he will never give up!"

The rain hit her upturned face and hung on her eyelashes like tears.

The rain doesn't stop.

Yes, the rain will not stop, time is passing bit by bit, and there is not much time left for Wei Xiao.

If the ghost rain caused the sea level to rise and the flooded stars fell to the continent, then even if he saved the lives of dozens of people in front of him, but in exchange for the lives of thousands of people, Wei Xiao would definitely not be able to forgive himself.

In the sky, Wei Xiao suddenly waved his sword, and the Haotian Sword stirred up a golden sword light as bright as the scorching sun, and the ghost rain conch under his feet made a "woo" sound, and rushed towards the dragon at an extremely fast speed!

He turned out to be the same way of playing.

There was a cry of surprise from everyone on board.

Ning Wuyu touched his nose and said, "Wei Xiao, is this going to die!"

"You don't curse him!" said Zhenzhen coldly beside him.

Ning Wuyu is not afraid of heaven and earth, what he is afraid of is actually women, such as Bai Qianyu, such as Zhenzhen, so Zhenzhen just snorted coldly, and he immediately closed his mouth obediently.

Ying Long lowered his head and looked at Wei Xiao, who crashed into him like lightning.

The dragon who has lived for 10,000 years only needs to calculate slightly in his mind to know that Wei Xiao is an extremely uncost-effective way to play.

Wei Xiao may have made up his mind to die together, but Ying Long's protection is so strong and deep that he will never allow such a thing to happen.

Wei Xiao's Haotian Sword, without being upgraded to a tenth-level artifact, could not pierce its body protection dragon scales, so it did not dodge at all.

The arrogance of the dragon is impossible to dodge.

So Wei Xiao and the Ghost Rain Conch collided headlong into the dragon's body!

"Boom!", the sky burst into an earth-shattering bang, and the golden light continued to fall in all directions like the scorching sun being shattered.

The eyes of the people were blinded by the light.

"Poof", a huge conch in the sky fell into the sea, but did not sink, but floated in the seawater, horn-like snail, covered with a little black and brown spots, like a drop of ghost rain, and then a line of cracks appeared on the snail's body, followed by another one, the cracks spread out around the snail body like a branch, and finally, the huge snail body "bang" shattered!

With that shattering sound, the ghost rain in the sky suddenly stopped, and the rain fell to the sea like a broken root, the demon wind stopped, and the dark clouds quickly turned clear.

"The rain has stopped!" was the first to shout.

Before everyone could applaud and cheer, they heard another "poof", Wei Xiao was covered in blood, fell from the high air, and fell into the sea not far away, and the sea water suddenly became bloody.

And where the golden light is scattered, the Ying dragon is still high in the clouds.

The clouds fluttered, the dragon's white wings flapped, and it still looked so invincible.

But suddenly, a piece of scales in front of the dragon's body cracked open with a "click", shattered into four or five pieces, and the dragon's blood flowed out, and a faint purple mist attached to the wound disappeared strangely.

The dragon still stood tall and straight, and did not even glance at the bleeding wound, a small wound that seemed to it like a small cut in a man cutting vegetables.

"Unexpectedly ......" Mo Guiyun, who was holding the side of the ship, gasped, his eyes pierced through the air, and landed on the wound: "Wei Xiao actually used the ghost rain conch to collide with the dragon, and both were injured, the ghost rain conch was shattered, and naturally lost the ability to summon the ghost rain, and the dragon was also slightly injured because of this, but he himself was also seriously injured, and I am afraid that he will no longer be able to fight with Ying Long...... Wait!"

His eyes suddenly widened, staring at the purple mist that strangely disappeared into the dragon's wound: "What is that?!"

"It's a Rest Mantra. Ning Wuyu dragged his cotton shoes over, and stared at the dragon's wound with him, his cotton shoes had just been soaked in seawater under the water, cold and heavy, but at this time he couldn't take care of it: "That magic spell was attached to the Haotian Divine Sword in advance, using the power of the divine sword, it was lowered to the dragon's body, and when the dragon's wound was ruptured, it took advantage of the weakness to drill into its blood, and at this moment it was swimming in the dragon's blood, in my opinion, it will soon burrow into the dragon's brain, and it will soon fall asleep!"

As he was talking, the dragon seemed to hear something, roared, opened his teeth and claws, jumped down from mid-air, and rushed to Ning Wuyu like lightning, the huge dragon head appeared in front of him in an instant, the dragon's mouth opened, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, Ning Wuyu was so frightened that the hat on his head almost fell off, but he saw that the dragon's mouth was disturbed, and the two fierce dragon eyes blinked in front of him, and slowly became softer, and the light became more and more dim, and finally it was like two yellow lanterns were extinguished, slowly lowering his heavy eyelids and closing them。

The dragon wings on its back gradually stopped fanning, followed the dragon's tail, and sank into the water, and then a huge dragon body drooped down, and all sank into the water.

The dragon fell asleep.

Ning Wuxuan was frightened, so he helped the hat that was about to fall, and sighed: "It's so dangerous, it's dangerous! If Wei Xiao's resting spell is a little weaker, this evil dragon will be able to eat me in an instant!"

Mo Guiyun stood beside him, and couldn't help but turn his head and sneered: "Master Ning Zhuang is usually well-informed and wise, but when it comes to this courage, it is not much more daring than a rabbit. ”

After speaking, with a flick of his white sleeves, he walked past him.

Ning Wuyu came back to his senses after a while, and grabbed Jian Qi who was passing by: "Did you hear that?" he said that I was not much bolder than a rabbit, and he actually said that I was not much bolder than a rabbit!"

He looked very indignant, but Jian Qi didn't seem to care about him: "Master Ningzhuang, don't talk about it first, we are busy going to the sea to save Brother Wei at this moment, and he is still in the sea!"

With that, he hurried off the deck.

Ning Wuyu was stunned and repeated: "Gossip, what I said turned out to be gossip...... Jian Xiaoqi, you stop me!"

But Jian Qi has turned so far that he can't even see his shadow.