As Zhao Li expected, just a shot from the middle-aged monk on the back of the deer antler white lion completely broke the spiritual power cover. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that the monk pinched a trick on the back of the strange beast, and the light of the fire in the air changed for a while, and in the time of two or three breaths, the wind rose into a full five or six meters long, a vivid flame dragon.

The flame dragon had just taken shape in the air, and it was intercepted by the spells of many monks on the deck, but after this flame dragon was subjected to more than ten different spells belonging to the five elements, it was only slightly smaller in size, and it still shook its head and rushed towards the cloud containment flying boat, just the first impact, it broke up the crumbling spiritual power cover of the flying boat.

Seeing that the second time, the fire dragon was about to crash into the cloud curb flying boat, but a white light flew out of the cabin, rushing straight into the head of the fire dragon, and then rushing out from the tail of the fire dragon, just one round, twisting the spiritual power fire dragon into a little spark, and annihilating it in the air.

"Daoyou's one-handed Xuanhuo True Dragon has obtained eight points of true transmission. ”

A neutral voice came from the cabin, and in an instant everyone's eyes turned to the hatch.

A middle-aged Taoist slowly walked out of the cabin, and just by taking a look, Zhao Li instantly concluded that this crane-haired and childish Taoist was definitely a master.

This person is only about thirty or forty years old, and his appearance is unremarkable, but if his eyes fall on him, and if he looks closely, he will inexplicably feel a tingling sensation in his eyes, as if a blade has scraped through his eyes.

Compared to this middle-aged Daoist, the other monks on the ship, including those monks from the major factions, Zhao Li felt that it was not good, it was simply the difference between a tiger and a few lynxes.

"I can't imagine that there is a master like you on the ship!

The middle-aged monk sitting on the back of the deer antler white lion saw this middle-aged Taoist, and then thought about the Xuanhuo True Dragon that was easily crushed by a white light, and his expression couldn't help but change, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"You know, this flying boat is going alone to lure you out. The middle-aged Daoist smiled slightly, and said, "It's finally in vain that I have been on this ship for so many days, in the Xia Zhenwu Sword Sect, Elder Ling Wufeng Nangong swears, since Daoist friends are here, don't leave." ”

True Martial Sword Sect!

This middle-aged Daoist turned out to be one of the six great sects of Qin Di, representing the No. 1 True Martial Sword Sect of Qin Di's swordsmanship, and he was also an elder!

The strength of this status is beyond doubt, and the monks on the entire ship all showed a look of surprise on their faces when they heard this person report his identity, on the other hand, on the other hand, on the Yan Xiu side who attacked, the monk who rode the antlered white lion was fine, and the other monks showed an unconcealable panic on their faces.

"It turned out to be a master of the True Martial Sword Sect, Shao Dafeng, a monk in the Xuanhuo Palace in Xiayandi, the sect has been destroyed by Qin Xiu, and this time I came to Qin, I never thought of going back!"

The monk riding the antlered white lion raised the red-light magic sword in his hand and encouraged the more than ten Yan cultivators behind him: "Fellow Daoists, I waited for this time to come to Qin just for revenge, have you ever thought about going back alive?"

"Nope!"

Inspired by this high-ranking cultivator of the Xuanhuo Palace, Shao Dafeng, the rest of the Yan cultivators also suddenly had the courage to shout together.

"Then, avenge the master's family!

Shao Dafeng turned his head and patted the antlered white lion under the seat, and while rushing towards the flying boat, the magic sword in his hand danced, and a Xuanhuo True Dragon that was larger than the previous one gradually condensed out of the air.

"Avenge the master's goal! Fight for Yan Di!" The rest of the Yan Xiu in the air also responded in unison, diving down together.

"Look for death!"

Nangong Oath, the elder of the True Martial Sword Sect, snorted lightly, waved his robe, kicked his feet lightly, and flew straight up a few feet without the help of any magic weapon, and at the same time, with a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, several extremely powerful white swords appeared around him, and he faced Shao Dafeng and the antlered white lion.

Suddenly, under the control of Shao Dafeng, a huge Xuanhuo True Dragon with more than ten meters long, cooperated with the Antlers Baiyi Lion, and the elder of the True Martial Sword Sect, Nangong Oath, fought together, and the Yandi monks behind Shao Dafeng drove magic weapons and mounts to bypass the two people and one beast, and pounced directly on the Cloud Containment Flying Boat.

"Now it's up to you. ”

Zhao Li let go of the hand that was holding Nie Linghui tightly, took out a flintlock pistol from the storage bag, and held it with one hand, while stopping Nie Linghui in front.

"War makes women go away!"

"Ah Li, don't mess around, you've only been building the foundation for a few days. Nie Linghui said a little anxiously, she hadn't seen Zhao Li's flintlock pistol yet.

"I'm not messing around, I'll count to three later, and everyone will close their eyes!"

Zhao Li took out a wine jar the size of two palms from the storage bag, and said in a low voice to Nie Linghui and the group of Qi refining cultivators behind him.

In just a few moments, more than a dozen Yan cultivators had rushed to the vicinity of the Cloud Containment Flying Boat, constantly attacking the monks who had issued spells on the ship.

Speaking of which, there are nearly twenty monks from the Immortal Alliance on this cloud curb flying boat, all of whom are foundation-building elites of various factions, and there are also many foundation-building monks among the monks who take the hitchhiker, and the number of people is superior to more than ten Yan cultivators.

But these Yan Xiu who entered the Qin land are not fuel-efficient lamps, they have experienced repeated battles, and those who survived are both strength and luck, plus they have the heart of death, they actually fought with Qin Xiu, who had a lot more people, in mid-air, and began to try to board the flying boat to fight - after all, fighting in the air will suffer a lot, at least the spiritual power consumed will be more, and at the same time, it will be distracted to fly.

These more than ten Yan Xiu scattered to all sides of the flying boat, wanting to board the ship, and two of them went around to the right side of the stern, which was where Zhao Li and a bunch of rookies from the Freemasonry were.

"Remember, count to three, and always close your eyes!"

Zhao Li watched the two Yan Xiu fly closer, and said again, and at the same time fiddled with the wine jar in his hand.

"One..."

"Two..."

Shouting this, Zhao Li threw the wine jar in his hand at the two Yan Xiu who flew over.

When throwing out of this wine jar, Zhao Li also used a little 'imperial technique' to ensure that the flight direction of the wine jar was these two Yan Xiu.

At this time, it was already less than twenty meters, and if you couldn't see such a big wine jar at such a close distance, you would be blind, and one of Yan Xiu's palms flipped over, and a crystal water arrow shot towards this jar.

"Three!"

Zhao Li shouted, and at the same time closed his eyes first.

'Bang-'

The water arrow was still in mid-air, and it had not yet touched the wine jar, but this wine jar exploded automatically.

After hearing the sound of the wine jar cracking, Zhao Li opened his eyes, and there was only one Yan Xiu in front of him.

'Bang!'

A second later, there was a muffled sound on the hull of the boat, accompanied by a scream of 'Ah-', Zhao Li looked out of the side of the boat, it turned out that another Yan Xiu had crashed into the flying boat, and under the collision, half of the flying sword under his feet was inserted into the body of the flying boat, and the monk was rolling and falling to the ground.

"My eyes!"

The Yan Xiu in mid-air was screaming strangely at the moment, while stepping on a flying sword and making various irregular direction changes in the air.