All the air boats are trying their best to cooperate with the actions of the Tiandi boat.
Long Wenmu himself did not expect that the heaven and earth boat he controlled would one day become the key to this battle.
The empty boats of all sides surged, and dense beams of light bombarded the demon.
Lu Jiutian, one man and one sword, blocked the continuous attack of the demon of the devil. One man should be the one who could not open the door. Even if it was a demon of the devil, he would forcibly block it.
The Heaven and Earth Boat wandered on the battlefield, looking for an opportunity to take action. At a certain moment, a beam of light splattered, impermanently pierced through the beast's neck of the demon, and the demon's blood splattered immediately.
While the demon was staggering, hundreds of empty boats bombarded violently.
As the injuries worsened, the demon became more and more crazy. However, every surprise attack was forcibly blocked by Lu Jiutian.
After several collisions without any results, the demon's body suddenly shrank, his roar became low, and his body disappeared quickly. Seeing this scene, Lu Jiutian screamed in secret, and swept over with a sword, but only cut open a fog.
The demon of the Demon seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and a cloud of mist floated by, and the demon of the Demon's huge body suddenly appeared behind Lu Jiutian. The place where it appeared was the fleet.
Long Wenmu was preparing for the next attack. This scene made him frightened and his hair stood up.
Maybe others didn't realize what was going on, but Long Wenmu saw very clearly that the demon just now merged into Yunwu.
Some monsters have special abilities, such as the Yunyin Beast that Long Wenmu encountered, which has the ability to transform into fog.
But who would have thought that such a huge monster would be the same?
The demon appeared silently when it first appeared. No one knew how the demon appeared. But if it had such ability, everything would make sense.
Lu Jiutian was also shocked and quickly retreated.
But before that, the demon had already spurted out several beams of light and then bit it in the air.
The screams of exclamation and despair sounded together.
The empty boats below were powerless to resist and could not escape. In an instant, there were shocking explosions everywhere, and as the tide surged, more than ten empty boats disappeared.
Thousands of lives disappeared, and there was no room for needles.
This battle with the Demon is simply piled up with lives.
Lu Jiutian had already arrived, wielding the sword in his hand to block the subsequent attack of the demon, and other empty boats took advantage of this to retreat.
Under the command of Long Wenmu, the Tiandi Boat constantly shot out beams of light, leaving scars on the demon again and again. Although the damage caused by each time is not fatal, these injuries accumulate and there are always times when the demons are defeated.
The resource consumption is extremely rapid, and Tian Yaomao continues to send resources to the sky.
As for the dragon ship and the dragon ship, because the attack and defense weapons on it are much stronger than those on ordinary air boats, under Yun Rulong's dispatch, these air boats have gradually been regarded as the main force.
The strong lights of all parties were constantly cutting through this battlefield surrounded by clouds and mist, and the fierce battle with the demon was in full swing.
At the same time, at some point on the last side, there is only one empty boat far away from the other empty boats.
From beginning to end, this empty boat was cruising on the outermost side, and only this one had never participated in the attack.
This empty boat has never been targeted by the demon, as if the demon had forgotten the existence of the empty boat.
This is the empty boat of Tianyue Kingdom.
At the bow of the ship, Tianxingzhou looked at the grand and tragic fierce battle in the distance without any god. With his ability, just watching from afar, he was already lost.
He would never be able to fight like this in his life.
He came towards the Demon Moon, and at this time, his whole mind was filled with the desolate demon that was swallowing clouds and mist, and even his original purpose was forgotten.
At the edge of the bow of the ship, Yao Yue also watched the battle in the distance.
Her white jade-like fingers hit the edge of the boat, and the increasingly rapid thrust sound proved that her heart was getting more and more uneasy.
"It's been a long time... it's not so hot." She whispered to herself.
Two balls of flames seemed to be bred in those starry eyes.
The fierce battle did not stop for a moment, the wounded demon was aggravating, and the fleet's losses were equally huge.
In the distance, Lu Jiutian flew back on a main ship.
Mo Sang, Yu Dasang and others hurriedly met.
Lu Jiutian's entire body was already broken, and he was carrying a broken sword that was only two inches long in his hand.
"Take the sword." Lu Jiutian said with neither joy nor sadness.
Immediately someone quickly returned to the cabin to get the sword.
Mosang looked at the broken sword and felt a lot of emotion.
They are not Lu Jiutian, so of course they don’t know what kind of pressure they have to face the devil.
Mosang only knew that the sword used by Lu Jiutian was of the ground demon level. Such a sword was destroyed by the battle. You can imagine what kind of battle Lu Jiutian was experiencing at the front.
Someone took the sword and threw it at Lu Jiutian, who threw the broken sword back at the same time.
Holding the intact sword, he returned to the battlefield again, without waiting for a moment, and never said a word from beginning to end.
The demon master who sent the sword looked blankly at the broken sword in his hand, which was covered with demon blood. The sword kept shattering in the confrontation with the demon demon until it could no longer be used for combat.
This sword has a very high grade, and it is hard to imagine what kind of powerful force it was destroyed to look like today.
The roar of the demon from the distance rose again, and you could see Lu Jiutian's figure flying in front of the demon, blocking the demon's repeated attacks and slashing out clear sword lights again and again.
Looking at the back, Mosang felt heavy. He held the sword on his waist tightly. If possible, he wanted to fight side by side with Lu Jiutian instead of looking up like this.
Not only him, but also from the border army, they were in the same mood.
In the border army, the man who led them was now resisting the heaviest attack for them, but the outcome of this battle is still uncertain.
Ask yourself, if he hadn't resisted the demon, those of you might have been buried in the demon's mouth.
Mosan's hand holding the knife unconsciously dragged the knife out of the scabbard by an inch.
"Uncle Mosang." The voice of Marshal Yu suddenly came, causing Mosang to come back slightly.
The waist knife slowly retracted into the sheath, with a hint of powerless desolation.
"Can he bear it alone?" Mr. Yu asked in a daze.
At this time, anyone will worry about this problem.
Perhaps it was out of comfort, or perhaps it was out of trust in Lu Jiutian. Mosan squeezed out a smile.
"Don't worry, boy, I've never seen him defeated," he said.
Mariss Yu nodded, wondering if he really agreed with such words.
The wind swept through, curling Mosan's black hair.
Seeing that Mr. Yu was still uneasy, Mo Sang smiled and said, "Jiutian and I met since childhood. I still remember that a long time ago, Yunxuan Kingdom was not as powerful as it is now. It was him who led us to fight south and north to conquer this peaceful world. If he had not been so powerful, he would not have been in the position of "General Commander"."
"General General..." Yu Dashu murmured softly.
Mosang could see the trace of yearning on his face and vaguely see his feelings.
He said: "In the eyes of many people, being able to sit in the position of the general manager means having the best of all the best. So, in your opinion, what do these two words represent?"
This question is obviously intended to make some suggestions or encouragement.
Marshal Yu's eyes were covered with these distant hollows. After a moment of silence, he spoke: "The word "General" commands Wanjun, these two words do mean strength... But I was wondering, as the person who commands Wanjun, shouldn't there be thousands of people behind him first to have the "Manager" in the front?"
As soon as he said that, Mo Sang was stunned at first, then suddenly turned his head and stared at Shuai Yu's side face. He was speechless for a long time, and his eyes were already out of focus in surprise.
This is something I have heard of.
Some memories that were so long that he almost forgot about him came to his mind again because of what Mr. Yu said, just like a wine jar that was covered with age was uncovered.
That was unknown how many years ago, I still remember that the institution of learning in the cold winter. At that time, even Mosang was still a teenager.
In the school, a man with a majestic appearance and a Confucian robe held a ruler and taught loudly. He was a teacher in a private school and the commander of the border army who had been lifted out of his army and returned to the field.
When he asked what "cool" was, there was a child below that only one person could win over the army could he be the commander.
The snow was particularly cold that year. Mosang still remembered that Mr. put more than ten rulers on the child's palm until his palm was red and swollen.
The gentleman said that a person is powerful but the courage of an ordinary man. A commander leads thousands of troops and protects the people. If he does not have this awareness, he will not be worthy of mentioning the word "coach".
Later, Mosang learned that the child was named Lu Jiutian.
Time flies, and then Mosang joined the border army and saw Lu Jiutian again many years later. At that time, Lu Jiutian was already a member of the border army.
After that, Mosan fought side by side with him, following him and witnessed him reaching his current high position.
Mosang only realized that those memories that should have been forgotten were still so clearly buried in his heart, as if they had happened yesterday.
Is there a million people in the back to be "handsome"? Mo Sang recalled the words of Marshal Yu, and laughed hoarsely, and his old eyes were a little muddy.
"I...I'm wrong?"
"No, boy, you said it well." Mo Sang slapped Yu Dashang on the shoulder with his hand, and Lao Huai comforted him. He thought to himself that Jiutian did not read the wrong person.
I don’t know if my mood suddenly became clear. At this time, Mo Sang suddenly realized a fluctuation in his heart, and even the aura in his body was affected by some force.
This traction comes from the sky far away.
Feeling such a change, he suddenly raised his head and immediately understood what was going on.
Not only him, but also Marshal Yu seemed to have some sense.
"This is?"
Mosan raised his head with relief and looked at the man who was fighting against the demon in blood.
"Boy, do you know that Jiutian once created a trick, which was his unique skill to become famous." Mosang's voice was filled with undepressed excitement. He even realized that his name for Lu Jiutian changed from the general commander to Jiutian.
Marshal Yu shook his head.
"It's okay if you don't know, boy, please look!" Mosang pointed his hand away in front.
After a little breath, Mo Sang suddenly raised his chest and a roar resounded everywhere: "Everyone, help the general manager with his strength!"
There were many people from the border army, and at this moment, they responded in unison like a roar of thunder: "No!"
The sounds of all directions shake the world.
Lu Jiutian, who was fighting, turned his head downwards. When he saw Mosan on a certain ship, he whispered: "Thank you."
The sword danced clearly and the sword light kept roaring towards the sky demon. And the long sword he held was covered with a hazy golden light.
On the boat in heaven and earth, Long Wenmu was shocked by the roar.
Before he knew it, he found that his breath seemed to be pulled by something and began to show another regular fluctuation.
He suddenly looked at Lu Jiutian, and there was a feeling in the dark that his breath seemed to be slowly associated with Lu Jiutian's breath. Every time Lu Jiutian breathed and every time he danced his sword, Long Wenmu could clearly sense it, as if he was in the scene.
He looked back and found that not only himself, but everyone around him was like this.
On the main ship, Mosang said to General Yu with emotion: "The commander can connect all parties' auras and let these auras bless you. Being alone is just a brave man, but just imagine, what if these tens of thousands of troops are in his aura, what should he do? This call is called the power of thousands of troops!"
In the sky, Lu Jiutian waved his sword and split the wild demon's breath.
The golden light on the long sword became more and more prosperous, as if it was covered with a layer of rising sun.
The power of thousands of troops is the power of gathering thousands of troops. If someone resists, even Lu Jiutian cannot be pulled.
The reason why we can connect the aura of countless people is because we are united.
Perhaps many people did not know Lu Jiutian before, but with this long battle, witnessing his heroic posture, more and more people are willing to be with him.
The golden light on the long sword became brighter and brighter until the sword body lit a sun.
This golden ray illuminates the endless ocean. Every time the golden light illuminates, it means that more people are in harmony with it.
Although he has no blood, he is like a compatriot.
Without absolute trust, how could you let your breath be affected by others?
It can be said that if Lu Jiutian had not erected a high wall for everyone and fought bloody battles to this moment, if Mosang had not shouted loudly, there would not have been a miracle at this moment.
The three-foot sword is held in Lu Jiutian's hand, but the lingering golden light is already a thousand feet long. The sky is gilded, and this scene is like a dream.
Although he is alone, his aura is like a host of thousands of troops.
Even the demon was shocked by this momentum. The violent demon retreated back for the first time, watching its huge body begin to assimilate with the clouds and mist.
If it becomes virtual, no matter how powerful the offensive is, it will be like nothing!
"You can't let it escape!" Someone was roaring.
The Heaven and Earth Boat rushed towards the devil, and dozens of streams of light shot out from the bow of the ship, and the resources accumulated before were squandered. In the Heaven and Earth Boat, Long Wenmu also roared at the top of his lungs, injecting all the demonic power into the Heaven and Earth Boat without reservation.
At this moment, the empty boats from all sides were fully fired! The flowing light poured like a waterfall!
The devil who had not yet completely disappeared was penetrated by the flowing light of the Heaven and Earth Boat, and the next moment was flooded by endless fire.
The demon roared, and his huge body was stopped before it was completely empty, and it condensed into the entity again in pain.
The golden light shines everywhere, the white robe is flying, the iron armor is playing, Lu Jiutian raises his sword with both hands, and the golden light penetrates the sky.
He swung his sword and slashed the golden light into the air!