The weather in May will still reveal a lot of coolness at night on Star Lake.

Yuan Ding Yujian was at the height of the dock, looking at the bright Milky Way star lake in front of him, thinking of the road he had come over since he had crossed and the people he had met, his heart suddenly steamed with a dry cloud of pride, and he felt that the eldest husband was born here, and he made contributions to these things, just being able to stand upright is not in vain.

Even if he Yuan Ding and the Qingwei faction are insignificant, they still have to break with those who think they can do whatever they want, be reasonable, and tell them that there are still a few copper peas in this world that can pick up their teeth.

The starlight on the horizon suddenly tightened, clusters, clusters, shining brightly, very beautiful.

Xiao Yuanshan flew over and said, "They're here." ”

Yuan Ding's expression was solemn, and he said slowly: "Is it finally here?" Blow the trumpet. ”

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were resolute, and he waved his hand behind him, and suddenly a desolate horn sound sounded like a thousand years of time from the ancient battlefield, which shocked the hearts of countless people.

Everyone was in awe, is it finally going to fight? Mortals guard their own gates, and the officers of the island's Acting House patrol the various places to prevent small troubles.

More than a dozen people from the Qingwei faction gathered on the dock, and the first person was Qian Yu, who was carrying a big flag with an excited face at the moment, and a Qing character of Douda was written on it.

The rest of the crowd had solemn faces, some were secretly excited, some looked nervous but eager to try, and some looked sad but calm, but none of them were afraid to retreat, probably because they had fled all the way in the dense forests of the North Ross Mountains last year, and they had long been accustomed to seeing life and death. Probably because at this moment, the head of Edgeworth in the air single-handedly picked up the Tsuneyama Gang and instilled courage in their hearts early.

The lights on the water in the distance were getting closer, and they were all lights on the ships of the Green Wolf Gang.

The shape of the Blue Wolf Gang's warship is unique, and the bow of the ship is a huge iron wolf head, all of which grin with bared teeth and fierce fighting.

Xiao Yuanshan waited for the ship to come closer, waved his hand back, and saw that all the treasures and tall braziers on the dock were burning, and the huge pier was illuminated as if it were day.

More than a dozen people from the Qingwei faction were like a thin shadow in the bright light, as if a few more lights could easily tear the shadow apart.

At this time, there was a strange laugh from a huge wolf-headed warship, and a voice with a broken voice shouted: "The demon cubs of Turtle Island, obediently put down your blades and surrender, if you dare to resist, you demon cubs and the mortals on the island will be slaughtered." ”

Yuan Ding sneered and said: "I originally thought that you were just an underworld force that specializes in bullying men and women, but I didn't want you to kill innocents indiscriminately and become demons, how did the one in Ningyang City allow you to exist all the time?" Could it be that you are the thugs of that one? ”

He said in a broken voice, "Who are you?" There are no rules at all, and I want you to answer the door. ”

Yuan Ding said: "I am a nobody, so I naturally answer with a nobody." What about your helpers? Naturally, our head has something to reprimand your helper. ”

Breaking Gong's throat laughed angrily: "You dare, look at me tearing your stinky mouth." Come, beat the drums, and come when I go. ”

Yuan Ding smiled and said, "I'm so daring, I want your dog's life." Come on, blow the horn, and watch me punish the demon for the city lord of Ningyang. Then he walked towards the people who came.

The sound of drums sounded from the warships, and the sound of desolate trumpets was mixed with the sound of drums, which reached everyone's ears majestically.

After jumping on the pier to meet Yuan Ding, he shouted: "Come to sign up, this envoy will never kill unknown people." ”

Yuan Ding said: "Originally, I wanted to reason with you, but now it seems that your reason is also a fist in your hand." If you want to kill, kill quickly, I never talk nonsense with the dead. ”

Broken Gong laughed angrily and said, "Boy, I will teach you to regret coming to the world for a while." As he spoke, he carried a heavy machete and slashed straight at Yuan Ding's head.

Yuan Ding sighed, and immediately pulled out the long sword that he carried with him, and he didn't care about chopping at all, but pierced the throat of the gong.

It seems to be the same way of playing, but in fact, it is not, although the machete is powerful and heavy, it is only two feet, which is a full foot shorter than Yuan Ding's three-foot long sword, coupled with Yuan Ding's free sword technique, the long sword has reached the throat of the broken gong first.

Frightened, this person hurriedly waved his knife to block, but Yuan Ding raised his long sword and went straight to the wrist of the hand holding the knife with a broken gong's throat.

The gong-breaking throat move was old, and it was too late to change the move at this moment, so he had to retreat a few steps, which was able to block the long sword. But as the saying goes, "one step slow, one step slow." Yuan Ding was even more unforgiving when he saw the situation, and he danced with a long sword and a tiger, and picked out the key points on the throat of the gong to greet him.

At first, the sound of the broken gong could still be one or two, and after a while, he took care of one or the other, and finally with a sigh, his wrist holding the knife was stabbed by a sword, and he saw that it fell on the ground of the stone pier with a bang.

This person was also single, seeing that he was not an opponent, and he was not in love with war at all, he turned around and ran towards the boat, but he didn't want a flying sword from the ship to shoot straight out, and shot the front and back of the broken gong's throat to the chest.

He looked incredulously at the escort who had instigated him to come forward, who was still smiling at the moment, and then looked at the small but bleeding wound on his left chest, and what he wanted to say was covered by the blood spit out of his abdomen. At last he staggered and fell to the dock, just muttering something to himself.

The smiling envoy of the Flying Sword said slowly: "Escapee, behead!" ”

Yuan Ding said: "Is there finally a cultivator?" Come on, come on, continue the battle with your grandfather, do you want to fight or run away? ”

The man smiled and said: "You scoundrel boy will talk about it, whether you should fight with you or not, naturally someone will arrange it, if you are in a hurry to die, you might as well try to attack." ”

Yuan Ding said: "Good idea, thank you for the reminder." After speaking, he pinched the trick and read in a low voice: "Thunder and fire are fireworks." ”

The most important thing in this is the pinching formula, and in an instant, the hundreds of various fire talismans and thunder talismans around the body that have already been activated are activated, and the things that are chanted are just to cooperate with the pinching trick and pretend to be thirteen.

Hundreds of talismans were instantly ignited by Yuan Ding, forming a huge ring behind him that made several circles inside and out.

Yuan Ding said: "Go!" Fu Zhen thought about approaching the docks and shot away.

The men on board raised their shields and prepared to resist the overwhelming blow. A sneer rang out from a certain boat, and a cold snort was followed by a "carving insect skill".

Hundreds of talismans that were already approaching the ship were stopped in front of the ship by this cold snort, and then the man said, "Give me back." The talisman was cast and returned the same way it came.

Yuan Ding's heart was shocked, and he said a little unwillingly: "Yuan Infant Stage!" ”

Special meow, didn't you say that the good Yuan didn't participate in the low-level disciples' fighting methods in infancy? How can you meet an old ghost in the infancy who doesn't talk about fart rules everywhere?