Ye Qingxuan was born and grew up inland in his previous life, and he also had the opportunity to go to the sea to see, so he crossed inexplicably, so he didn't expect that the storm on the sea would come so violently!

The howling sea breeze carried a large amount of water vapor, stirring up huge waves and hitting the big boat where Ye Qingxuan and the others were, Ye Qingxuan was in it at this time, this was the realization of the great power of nature.

Ye Qingxuan and the others only felt that they were like a leaf of duckweed drifting with the flow, tossing up and down, and they couldn't help themselves at all, a strong feeling of chest tightness and nausea rose from their abdomen, and they took a deep breath of vitality and mobilized their innate divine skills, which was the feeling of nausea that was barely suppressed.

As far as the eye could see, a waterspout connecting heaven and earth, with a huge amount of seawater, swirled wildly with the huge force of Wan Jun, and swept towards the direction where Ye Qingxuan and the others were.

"Turn the rudder quickly!" The beggar disciple in charge of the helm naturally saw this waterspout, so he only heard a burst of angry scolding from the mast, Ye Qingxuan looked up along the sound, it turned out that on the mast, I don't know when a thin beggar disciple actually climbed up, thinking that he was in charge of the lookout kind of work!

The huge waves frantically slapped against the two big ships where Ye Qingxuan and the others were, almost without stopping, and at this time, Ye Qingxuan, who was standing at the bow of the deck, seemed to have taken root under his feet, and stood firmly.

This made those beggar disciples who originally wanted to urge Ye Qingxuan to return to the cabin suddenly lose their minds, they couldn't care about others at this time.

Now, these beggar disciples who have seen the big wind and waves have only one thought in their hearts, that is, they must keep the big boat from capsizing, otherwise they will have to die in the belly of the fish if they have two boats of hundreds of people.

Standing on the bow of the ship, Ye Qingxuan stared into the distance, carefully surveying every detail of the storm, in the past, his Kan Hexagram Sword Sutra only had the meaning of the vastness and majesty of the sea.

After seeing Xu Hai's swordsmanship, Ye Qingxuan knew that his sword scripture still had many deficiencies, although the storm came suddenly and terrifyingly, but how could this not be that God was personally teaching Ye Qingxuan, the study of the sea and the road?

Ye Qingxuan firmly grasped the side of the ship with one hand, pinched the sword finger with the other, and at the same time encouraged the innate true qi, and gradually completed his sword scripture according to the storm and rain he saw with his eyes.

I don't know how long it lasted, maybe it was a moment and maybe a long time, Ye Qingxuan only felt that the storm around him had not decreased, but had become more and more violent.

It turned out that at some point, centered on the waterspout not far away, a huge whirlpool was formed.

And the two big ships where Ye Qingxuan and the others were were involved were unknowingly.

Although he has not personally seen the whirlpool, but as a modern person, this knowledge is always there, Ye Qingxuan's heart is cold, he is just going back, the most difficult to launch the wind riding technique, flying to the nine heavens will not cause any damage.

But the rest of the people on this big ship, however, do not have such means, and if this is the case, they are afraid that they will really die.

But no matter how worried and anxious Ye Qingxuan was in his heart, he had no choice but to pin his hopes on those beggar disciples who were at the helm.

This feeling made Ye Qingxuan feel very uncomfortable, and distracting thoughts such as panic, thoughts, and helplessness couldn't help but come to his heart together, and then all of them were transformed into awe of the violent sea.

Such emotions appeared only for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, they were suppressed and dissipated by Ye Qingxuan with Dao Heart, and then he was inspired by it, and he had a deeper understanding of his own Kan Hexagram Sword Sutra.

"The softest person in the world is not as good as water, and the strongest and greatest person in the world is also like water.

As soon as he thought of this, the sword trick in Ye Qingxuan's hand was introduced, and suddenly a blue sword light came out from his fingertips, this sword light was only calm when it was displayed, but as Ye Qingxuan realized in his heart, the sword light was changing, and the meaning of destruction gradually became prominent.

After the blink of an eye, the sword light on Ye Qingxuan's fingertips turned into a small tornado, if someone looked closely, they could see that Ye Qingxuan's sword light seemed to be imitating the amazing waterspout in the distance!

Ye Qingxuan was addicted to cultivation and couldn't extricate himself, but it didn't mean that others ignored the crisis in front of him.

At this time, if someone can fly up into the air and look down, they can easily see that the two big ships carrying a group of martial arts people have gradually entered the big whirlpool at this time.

The martial arts people who originally stayed in the cabin only felt that the hull of the big ship seemed to be slowly tilting, and this feeling made them very uncomfortable.

In his heart, he couldn't help but throw himself down to the porthole to watch, but when he saw it, it suddenly made these martial arts people frightened.

As far as they could see, they couldn't see any violent storms or waterspouts, all they could see was a wall of water that was spinning wildly.

Within this wall of water, everyone could still see a large number of swimming fish, swimming wildly towards it, as if they were trying to escape from something terrifying.

No matter how ignorant the martial arts people are, they also know what happened to this matter, and their faces are all pale with horror!

They had never seen such a storm whirlpool before, but they had only heard that there was such a great power above the sea, but they did not want to, and today they actually had the opportunity to experience it for themselves.

However, this kind of experience really killed them, on the deck mast, a group of beggar disciples in charge of the helm shouted and cursed, while struggling to steer, these men only have one belief in their hearts, that is, to conquer this great maelstrom and bring everyone out safely!

The two beggar disciples who were climbing on the mast only felt that the height of the hull of the ship was constantly decreasing, and it was constantly falling towards the middle of the great whirlpool.

"Damn!Fight!!Drop the sail for Lao Tzu!Remember the half sail!" Just as the beggar disciples were desperate in their hearts, a loud shout suddenly came from the helm seat.

When the beggar gang disciples heard the explosion and looked back, they saw the beggar gang elder who was in charge of the helm, standing behind the rudder with a hideous face.

This old man was born as a fisherman, and before he became a beggar, he often went to sea, although he had never encountered such a big storm, but he was still able to deal with it calmly.

Seeing that the disciples looked at him, he scolded again, and then raised his hand and shouted, "Look at your grandmother's legs, hurry up and act according to Lao Tzu's orders!"

"Yes!" Hearing this old scolding in their ears, those beggar disciples not only did not feel angry, but one by one as if they had found the backbone of the main heart, while firmly tying themselves with a cable, they struggled to the mast, half-untied the cable, and tried to carry out this old order!

However, the storm on the sea was so big, and the cable was soaked in the sea, and it was even more entangled in the mast, and even more so that a few beggar disciples could not solve it at all!