Chapter three hundred and sixty-six feeling in the fight
Ming Zhiyuan walked to the door, got carried away and stretched out his hands to hold Qilin King's big head. He laughed and loudly replied: "Qilin King, we are all happy together."
The two golden eyebrow lines of the Qilin King stood up, and he turned his head away in displeasure, "You must be the Martial Lord who refined the elixir for me and was promoted."
Ming Zhiyuan continued to laugh, turned around and took out a few elixirs that shone with golden light from the elixir furnace, walked back to it, handed out one, and said: "Exactly, King Qilin, look, the beast elemental gold
Dan…hahahahaha.”
The Qilin King's eyes instantly lit up, he opened his mouth, the golden elixir entered his body instantly, and he raised his neck.
Then he ran two steps back and took off in the heavy rain. His huge figure quickly hit the huge waves rushing in front of him.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at the flying figure of the Qilin King. The wind and rain outside the wooden house rushed into the wooden house and fell on his face. The cold feeling made him start to calm down.
The smile on his face began to fade, and his eyes began to calm down from the feverish joy.
In the room, Wu Zunwu Zun was chatting and laughing with several other alchemists. He seemed to be more excited than the Saint Lady Mountain Man. He looked back at Ming Zhiyuan's back from time to time, with an eager look in his eyes that could not be concealed.
The biggest difference between an Alchemy Master and an Alchemy Emperor is that what an Alchemy Emperor can bring to a Martial Master is smoothness and progress in the martial arts, while an Alchemy Master can bring the warrior the hope of enlightenment.
Ming Zhiyuan stood at the door of the wooden house, letting the violent storm rush in and fall on his face.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was too excited after being promoted to Alchemy Master, and that he was a little arrogant.
Looking at the violent storm outside the house, he stood silently for a while, and the respectful voice of Wu Zunzun behind him sounded, "Zhiyuan Danzun, do you want me to send someone back immediately to inform Tianyuan and Jiuyan of the good news of your promotion to the realm?"
Ming Zhiyuan slowly calmed down his heart that was beating so fiercely that it was almost forgetful. After taking a long breath, he turned around, smiled, and said to him: "Then there is Mr. Laowu Wu."
Wu Shijin was slightly surprised. When he first entered the wooden house, he saw Ming Zhiyuan as if he was drunk, with a red face, shouting loudly, and laughing wantonly. After a while, he was overjoyed and excited about being promoted to Danzun.
Calm down.
He is indeed a person who can become an Alchemist.
Wu Shijin said silently in his heart, and swallowed some of the words he wanted to say while Ming Zhiyuan was in high spirits.
After bidding farewell to several alchemists, he walked out of the wooden house, and the heavy rain fell on him. At this time, the excitement in his heart was no less than that of the alchemists at Saintess Mountain. There was a desire called enlightenment in his heart.
bud.
The storm passed overnight, and on the next day, all the humans and monsters patrolling the coastline knew about Ming Zhiyuan's promotion to Alchemy Master.
Such a building arouses the same reverie for both humans and Warcraft. The tight and rigorous defense line has everyone smiling, and the Warcraft chirp and roar at each other from time to time, venting their joy at the discovery of hope.
Ming Zhiyuan, however, led his fellow apprentices to continue refining the elixir as usual.
After he was promoted to Alchemy Master, all the elixirs he refined were able to retain their complete medicinal properties, allowing the medicines to be fully effective.
The level of the alchemist refining the elixir corresponds to how much of the medicinal properties of the elixir he refines. It is considered that one elixir can exert 50 to 60% of its effectiveness. The higher the level of the alchemist.
, the better it can retain as much of the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials as possible.
When you reach the realm of Danzun, you can not only completely retain the properties of the medicine, but also fuse several medicinal materials that cannot be combined with each other when refining the medicine. The effect exerted is far better than what is stated in the medicine.
of utility.
As for how far it can be integrated with those medicinal powers that were originally unable to be integrated?
That depends on the alchemist’s understanding of the alchemy realm and his understanding of pharmacology.
In the past, Ming Zhiyuan never thought that he could be promoted to the Alchemy Realm so quickly, and he never seriously thought about the truth of using elixirs to achieve enlightenment. Now that he had entered the Alchemy Realm, he couldn't help but start thinking about it.
If Wu Zun's enlightenment is to use the strongest force to break the barriers and restrictions of this world, then does Alchemy Zun have to refine elixirs that should not exist in this world?
So what kind of elixir is beyond the rules of this world?
Ming Zhiyuan was thinking about this problem while refining the elixir.
On the coastline, flying monsters and monsters flew far away to the sea to patrol carefully.
Because Feng Wu had to stay by Ming Zhiyuan's side at all times, he did not receive the patrol mission.
However, during this period of time, it had rarely been with so many of its kind in the Warcraft Forest, and it was naturally very happy. Even though it knew that it might face an attack from Lingding Continent warriors at any time, it didn't take it to heart.
In its heart, no matter what happens, Ming Zhiyuan can find a way to solve it. Even though Ming Zhiyuan himself has fallen into the enemy's hands several times and almost died, it also believes that Ming Zhiyuan can survive any crisis with a narrow escape, and nothing can trouble him.
At this time, Feng Wu flew further and further with several phoenixes of the same race. They kept chasing each other, competing to see who could fly past the lowest point on the sea surface without contaminating a drop of sea water.
Just when Feng Wu was about to laugh at a fellow creature of its kind, it flew past at a low altitude and rushed into the sea water, covering itself with sea water. Another demonic beast, the Phoenix, which was high in the sky, let out a rapid warning cry.
When Feng Wu heard the rushing sound, he immediately flew up and looked towards the sea in the distance. Two large black ships were sailing down the wind from the distant sea at an alarming speed.
Feng Wu only took one look at it, and immediately asked the Phoenix monsters following it to notify the people patrolling in other areas, and he quickly returned to the direction of Mingzhiyuan.
Before it even flew to the coast, it chirped and shouted in human language, "It's incredible, the people from Lingding Ocean are coming, the big ships from Lingding Ocean are coming, it's incredible, there are so many of them."
Ming Zhiyuan saw Feng Wu flying back, circling around the beach, and then flying towards him again.
Feng Wu's voice also reached his ears. He put the alchemy furnace in his hand aside and ran towards the seaside. Feng Wu flew over and flew over at a low altitude. Ming Zhiyuan jumped to it the moment it skimmed the ground.
on the back.
Then Feng Wu flew across the ground and flew up into the sky. Ming Zhiyuan stood on Feng Wu's back and looked towards the sea in the distance. He couldn't see anything for a while. He waited until Feng Wu flew some distance away from the sea before he saw anything.
To the big black ship approaching in the distance.
At this time, the humans and monsters responsible for patrolling this area followed and looked at the two large ships together.
Wu Zun and Duanmu Zun both stood behind a bloodthirsty demon eagle and approached Ming Zhiyuan.
"Master Zhiyuan, should we wait to attack when they are about to dock, or should we intercept these lone warriors on the sea now?"
Ming Zhiyuan snorted coldly and said: "It's not to intercept them, but to let them bury themselves at the bottom of the sea."
After he finished speaking, Wushi Wu Zun and Duanmu Shi Wuzun looked at each other, nodded together, and said: "Then let's take people there. Master Zhiyuan doesn't need to get close, just wait and see from a high place."
Ming Zhiyuan shook his head, "I am also a Martial Emperor, and I still have flying monsters. I am still capable of protecting myself. Wait a minute, the old family master and others will bring people here, and we will go together."
The two martial arts masters nodded in agreement, and their attitudes in front of Ming Zhiyuan were very correct.
After a while, the big ship got closer and closer, and Ming Zhiyuan could see the people on the deck pointing towards him.
"Do you think there are dozens of people here just to explore Tianyuan Continent? The warriors from Lingding Continent are really arrogant."
Ming Zhiyuan said quietly.
When the two warriors at the back heard what he said, they looked at the big ship in front and felt a little emotional.
"Similar to Qingji Continent, I want to send warriors to find out the reality first, and then use the power of the entire continent to attack."
Duanmu Wuzun followed and said.
Wu Zun Wu nodded, "They have sent people to investigate again and again, but if they can't find out the details here and dare not attack in a large scale, then they must be prepared to bury all the warriors in this lonely ocean again and again.
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From behind, Yu Yizhi finally arrived. He let the demon eagle under his feet fly closer to Ming Zhiyuan, and simply jumped from the bloodthirsty demon eagle he was riding on Feng Wu's back. He looked at the big ship and said, "Let's go."
, throw them into the sea."
At this time, behind them, many Warcraft and humans had arrived and gathered together.
Ming Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Let's go."
Feng Wu flapped his wings quickly and flew towards the direction of the ship.
The flying monsters behind them also swarmed forward carrying human warriors on their backs.
Not long after, they flew over the big ship. Among the people on the bow deck, someone shouted loudly: "We are warriors from Lingding Continent. We are visiting Tianyuan Continent. Please don't misunderstand me."
Ming Zhiyuan lowered his head and looked down, "Don't you have three ships? Is there another one?"
The face of the person speaking below changed. Just when he was about to say something, Yu Yizhi had already taken the lead and jumped down. Then the other two martial masters and the warriors on the backs of the monsters jumped off one after another.
After Yu Yizhi landed on the boat, without saying a word, he swung a long iron rod in his hand. In an instant, several warriors from the mainland were unable to dodge and were swept away by the iron rod.
At this time, two warriors from the Wushi and Duanmu clan also landed on the boat. The three of them stood back to back and formed a circle, allowing the warriors who fell behind to jump into the circle.
After all the warriors from Tianyuan Continent and Jiuyan Continent landed on the boat, Ming Zhiyuan asked Feng Wufei to fly lower and carefully watched the two groups of warriors fighting below.
I saw Yu Yi swinging a long iron stick into circles of stick shadows. When he activated his spiritual energy with all his strength, the head of the stick made a rumbling sound of wind and thunder.
Opposite him was a man holding two sticks. The man's short stick tried to penetrate through the shadow of Yu Yi Zhi's stick, breaking his shadow. All of Yu Yi Zhi's strength was concentrated in the long stick, and he could only hear
There was a dense sound of iron rods clashing with each other.
The man's double sticks were never able to break through Yu Yi Zhi's stick shadow, but he was almost hit by the tail of Yu Yizhi's stick several times.
Wu Zunwu Zun was holding a long sword in his hand, and his opponent was a man holding a long sword.
The man was very fierce, and every time he struck with the long sword, there was a whirring sound. Wu Shijin took a few blows forcefully, but felt his wrists were sore, so he did not dare to take the man's blows forcefully again.
Fortunately, Duanmu Wuzun was holding a long sword, and the man he was fighting was flying with both swords, stabbing at him continuously.
Duanmu Wuzun held up a burst of sword flowers with his long sword, and the swords were handed over, making a clear tinkling sound.
The two of them actually didn't use their full strength, they just tested each other's martial arts strength by clashing swords again and again.
Yu Yizhi's long stick protected himself, and also helped the two martial masters protect the smaller half of their bodies.
On both sides, there were three Martial Lords fighting each other, and other Martial Emperor realm warriors hit the deck at the stern of the ship. For a moment, there were shouts of killing, screams, and the sound of gold and iron hitting each other in disorder.
Ming Zhiyuan asked Feng Wu to keep circling in the sky. When he saw another large ship, people kept jumping onto the ship. The warriors of Jiuyan Continent slowly began to be surrounded.
"The bloodthirsty demon eagle swoops down to attack the enemy."
Ming Zhiyuan shouted an order to the demonic beasts, and immediately a dozen demonic eagles swooped down from high in the sky, grabbing the warriors from the Lingding Continent one after another when they were free, and flew them up. After they flew high enough, they dropped them into the sea.
Several demonic flame phoenixes and more than a dozen demonic beast phoenixes continued to encourage these demonic beast phoenixes and began to attack the lone warriors below.
These demon flame phoenixes are less than the first level and cannot spit out flames. They can only swoop down to grab people like demon eagles, then drag them to high altitudes and throw them down.
Some demonic beasts and phoenixes moved a little too slowly, and their claws were not strong enough. After grabbing the enemy, the enemy climbed on them and stabbed them with the sharp sword in their hands, making a miserable sound.
Those demon flame phoenixes quickly rushed over them, grabbed the enemies again, dragged these brave and death-defying individuals away from the monster beasts, and then threw them into the sea.
Two demon flame phoenixes threw the people into the sea, but the people swam back to the boat. They cooperated. One beast grabbed the shoulders, the other grabbed the legs, and tore the people into several pieces in the air.
Blood splashed on the sea like heavy rain.
The monster phoenixes began to be slowly driven by the demonic flame phoenixes. They cooperated in pairs, dragged people to high altitudes, and followed the example of the two demonic flame phoenixes, tearing the people into pieces.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at this bloody scene and didn't care. He was still paying attention to the battle on the big ship below.
These warriors from the Lingding Continent are also very powerful. Although several warriors were lost to the high-altitude impact attack by the monsters, other warriors also found some defensive methods.
They stood together in twos and threes, back to back, dividing the Nine Flames warriors. Not only were the thirty Nine Flames warriors separated by fifty or sixty Lingding warriors, almost every Nine Flames warrior had to face the attacks of two Lingding warriors.
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Ming Zhiyuan watched anxiously from above. Although the attacks by the monsters were effective, seven or eight times out of ten attacks, they failed to catch the person, and instead were stabbed by the sharp weapons in the enemy's hands.
Looking at the deck at the bow of the ship, Yu Yizhi was shouting loudly during the fight. The long stick and the man with two sticks were fighting at the critical moment.
Wu Shijin and the Duanmu clan's Martial Lord were also in a state of aura at this time, and they were fighting with the two Lingding Martial Lords inextricably.
Ming Zhiyuan patted Feng Wu's neck and said, "Send me down."
"Ah?" Feng Wu was shocked and said hurriedly: "What are you doing down there? It's too dangerous down there."
Ming Zhiyuan said: "I am also the Emperor Wu. As long as I don't go to the bow of the ship, just send me to the stern. You can just watch my side at all times. If I can't resist, I will jump into the sea and you come and catch me."
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Feng Wu didn't dare to answer, and didn't want to send him to the ship. He hesitated and said: "It's too dangerous down there. There are more warriors in Lingding Continent than we do."
"Hurry up, there are just too many of them, so I have to go down and help, otherwise we won't be able to stop them."
As Ming Zhiyuan spoke, he looked at both sides of the coastline. The Qilin King and Lazy Cat had not arrived yet, and it would take at least more than an hour for the Blue Lion King to arrive, patrolling the coastline seven or eight hundred miles away.
But the Nine Flame Warriors below could no longer hold on any longer. He couldn't watch the Nine Flame Warriors being surrounded and killed one by one from above.
Feng Wu heard Ming Zhiyuan's harsh tone and did not dare to be verbose. He had no choice but to slowly fall down. When it landed on the cabin, Ming Zhiyuan took out the long knife that Yu Yizhi gave him and jumped to the stern of the ship.
After he fell, he leaned against a Nine Flames warrior, opened and closed his long sword widely, and chopped off the chest of the Ling Ding warrior in front of him.
The Ling Ding warrior took half a step back and leaned back to avoid the sword, and then stabbed him in the face with a sword. Ming Zhiyuan retracted his sword and blocked it. He only heard a "ding" sound and felt that the warrior's strength was amazing, and the long sword in his hand shook.
In a flash, he slashed horizontally at the man's waist. The man's feet paused, and he jumped into the air. He retracted his feet upward to avoid the knife. The long sword in his hand slanted downwards, stabbing Ming Ming.
Far-reaching eyes.
Ming Zhiyuan slashed the air with his sword, and then swung his sword upward to block the sword thrust from above. While the warrior was still in mid-air, the sword slashed towards his waist.
The warrior lifted his feet out of thin air again, slapped Ming Zhiyuan's blade with one hand, and swung the sword to the side. As his body fell, the sword stabbed Ming Zhiyuan's chest again.
Ming Zhiyuan was unable to retract his sword this time, so he had to step back. Unexpectedly, the Nine Flame Warrior behind him also took a step back. Ming Zhiyuan was pushed back half a step, and he saw the sword.
The tip of the sword was about to pierce his chest.
Ming Zhiyuan shouted loudly, and threw the long sword back like lightning. The tip of the sword scratched his chest and was slashed back.
Ming Zhiyuan felt a burning pain in his chest. He touched his right hand and found that the front of his chest had been cut open. The tip of the sword cut a wound on his chest that was more than two inches long and half an inch deep.
Ming Zhiyuan took a deep breath and circulated the inner alchemy even faster, making the breath stronger and stronger. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and felt the strength building up in his arms, causing veins to pop out.
He roared again, and slashed straight at the Ling Ding warrior. The warrior's body slightly bent, and one side of the long sword stabbed Ming Zhiyuan's blade, and there was another ding.
This time, the long sword in Ming Zhiyuan's hand did not move, but it still slashed towards the warrior's face. The warrior panicked, retracted the long sword in his hand, took a step back, used the sword as a sword again, and blocked upwards.
Ming Zhiyuan continued to shout, and all his strength poured into the blade again. The long sword blocked the blade, but it was barely noticeable. There was a slight pause, and the blade slashed down again, slicing the nose of the warrior who took a step back.
Na Wu's face was immediately covered with blood, his heart was frightened, and he took a few steps back.
Ming Zhiyuan took advantage of the momentum he had gained, kept shouting and slashing with his big sword, and the force of each sword was stronger than the last.
The warrior initially blocked two sword strikes with his sword. On the third strike, the long sword was finally cut off by the broadsword. The warrior threw half of the sword towards Ming Zhiyuan's face, and continued to retreat.
Ming Zhiyuan slashed back with his sword, splitting half of the sword, and then swiped again. The man had no way to retreat and jumped onto the side of the ship. A demon eagle came from behind with a roar, and clawed deeply into the warrior.
Both arms.
Amid the screams of the warrior, the demon eagle dragged him into the air. At this time, a demon flame phoenix rushed over, grabbed his belly with both claws, flapped its wings vigorously and retreated, while retracting its claws, only to hear
With a long and inhumane howl, the man's heart, liver, stomach and intestines were pulled out by the Demonic Flame Phoenix.
The magic eagle retracted its claws, and the man fell into the sea and could not float again.
Ming Zhiyuan didn't have time to see how the demon eagle and bloodthirsty phoenix in the sky dealt with the warrior, and the long sword slashed at the warrior next to him again.
The two swords in the warrior's hands were crossed in a square, the two swords sank slightly, and then they were slashed upwards.
Ming Zhiyuan's sword bounced back after being scratched, and he was secretly surprised that this was actually a warrior at the peak level of Emperor Wu.
Without any further thought, the long knife fell back and struck the man's chest again. The man slashed horizontally with the knife, cutting the long knife away, and stabbed Ming Zhiyuan's waist and abdomen with the other knife.
Ming Zhiyuan turned his body to one side to avoid the sword, and the long sword that was blocked returned to the warrior's neck.
The warrior didn't care, nor did he dodge. He slashed straight at the broadsword with his sword, and then slashed diagonally towards Ming Zhiyuan's shoulder.
Ming Zhiyuan's sword was cut open again, and he shrank and rolled on the deck. The long sword slashed against the warrior's feet against the deck.
The warrior jumped slightly, stepped on Ming Zhiyuan's long sword with one foot, and slashed his chest with both swords again.
At this critical moment, Ming Zhiyuan retracted the sword with all his strength, curled up his body, and took advantage of the force of retracting the sword to tilt his body to the side of the warrior.
While the warrior was retracting his sword and cutting back, he rolled like a donkey again, rolled under the side of the ship, and then stood up.
He leaned against the side of the ship, holding the long knife tightly in both hands, and stared at the man intently.
The warrior turned around, smiled contemptuously at Ming Zhiyuan, and slashed his shoulders with both swords at the same time.
Ming Zhiyuan turned his body to one side, dodged one arm, and slashed at the two knives with all his strength again, making two clanging sounds. This time, he finally stopped the two knives.
The warrior returned the sword and slashed at him. Ming Zhiyuan took a step forward, grabbed the man's wrist with one hand, and slashed at the man's waist and legs with his sword.
The warrior let out a soft drink and jumped into the air. He held his swords back and stabbed Ming Zhiyuan in the stomach.
Ming Zhiyuan retreated like lightning, slashed at the man's stabbing sword, and heard two clanging sounds again.
He held the knife with both hands, and the aura in his inner alchemy circulated to the extreme. When the long knife fell, there was some faint sound of wind and thunder.
The warrior's face changed color, and he gradually took a few steps back. His two swords kept rising and falling, like a phantom, slashing towards Ming Zhiyuan's face.
Ming Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and watched as the pair of knives cut out residual images so quickly that they came towards him.
He gritted his teeth and roared, and the long knife suddenly fell down, slashing out from the afterimage of the two swords, and slashed straight to the warrior's arm. The long knife did not pause, and cut directly from the left arm of the man to the hip bone on the other side.
superior.
The warrior stared at Ming Zhiyuan dumbfounded. The two swords fell to the deck with two clanging sounds. After another breath, he could only see the upper half of his body on the right side, along the slash mark that Ming Zhiyuan slashed diagonally from his shoulder.
It fell to the ground, and the blood from the internal organs in his belly was scattered on the deck.
Ming Zhiyuan gasped, clenched the long knife again, and continued to slash at another Ling Ding warrior.
At this time, he did not have time to look at the inner alchemy, so he did not notice that his inner alchemy began to beat like a heart, expanding and recovering, expanding again, and recovering again...
He only felt that his aura was getting stronger at this moment, and the long knife he waved in his hand brought out a slight sound of wind and thunder in the air. Every warrior who used a weapon to connect with his broadsword was hit by a huge wave of energy sent from the broadsword.
Use force to swing the weapon away.
Some people even had their weapons thrown away by him.
Ming Zhiyuan's eyes were fixed on the enemies he was fighting with, watching every swing of their weapons, watching the direction in which the weapons fell, and the extent of the fall. His long knife could always hit the opponent where the force was most concentrated.
On weapons.
As the rhythm in his inner alchemy became more and more obvious, he finally discovered the changes in his inner alchemy.
He reached into his sleeve pocket, took out a jade bottle, bit open the cork with his teeth, raised his head and swallowed a pill, then threw the jade bottle to a Nine Flames warrior next to him, and shouted: "Everyone
If you are lucky, today's fight will be a promotion."
When the Nine Flames warrior heard this, his heart skipped a beat, he stuffed the jade bottle into his mouth, bit down on a pill and swallowed it, and then handed the jade bottle to the next Nine Flames warrior...
After Ming Zhiyuan took the elixir, he felt that the spiritual energy in the inner elixir was extremely abundant. He silently felt the rhythm of the inner elixir, and his breath moved like a rushing river.
He raised his long knife and slashed hard at the warrior who was holding a two-headed halberd toward him. The long knife struck the two-headed halberd, causing the two-headed halberd to fall out of the warrior's hand.
A clanging sound spread, and the long sword struck the warrior's neck as swiftly as lightning. In less than a blink of an eye, the warrior's head fell to the ground.
At this time, Ming Zhiyuan's whole body was filled with the aura of the intersection of spiritual energy and demonic energy, which was both ferocious and majestic.
He only felt that the long knife in his hand seemed to have become part of his arm. No matter how he waved it, as long as the direction his eyes looked at and the direction specified by his eyes, the long knife would fall from that direction.
He even felt that the long knife resonated with the aura on his body.
Every time the breath gathered into power and poured into the blade, it made the long sword buzz.
He turned his head to look at another Ling Ding warrior. He kept slashing with the long knife in his hand. He heard the sound of wind caused by the rapid attack of the weapon, the buzzing sound of his own long knife, and the slight sound of wind and thunder every time the knife fell.
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Just when his aura surged like a flood, his inner alchemy suddenly expanded in a circle and was never recovered. It was as if the inner alchemy had been finalized at the moment of expansion. Immediately, the flow of aura around him became even stronger.
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Ming Zhiyuan roared loudly, his voice like rolling thunder, shaking the hearts of the warriors around him.
Every time he slashed with his sword, there was no force to reverberate back.
Cut it down with all your strength, and release all your strength without leaving a trace behind.
The lone warrior in front of him finally showed a look of fear. The Ghost Head Sword in his hand had been struck by Ming Zhiyuan six or seven times in a row. His hands and wrists were sore and numb. The weapon that he usually wielded with ease seemed extremely heavy at this moment.
As Ming Zhiyuan slashed down again, the warrior tried his best to hold the handle of the ghost head sword with one hand and the back of the sword with the other hand, and blocked it upwards. However, he felt that the slashed sword was like a mountain bearing down on him. He could not block it at all.
Stop, as his hands could no longer hold on and fell, the sword cut him in half from head to chest.
On the deck of the bow, Qilin King and Lazy Cat finally arrived.
The Qilin King landed on the bow deck and immediately swung his claws towards the head of the warrior holding the double sticks. The moment the lazy cat fell, he directly hit the warrior holding the sword onto the deck from behind.
Yu Yizhi took advantage of the moment when the double-stick warrior avoided the Qilin King's claws and shot down the long stick. He only heard a sound like an exploding watermelon. The double-stick warrior's whole head seemed to explode and scattered in all directions.
A headless stickman.
The warrior who was knocked away by the lazy cat had his body bitten to pieces by the lazy cat's big mouth before he could stand up from the deck.
The remaining lone warrior had no time to jump into the sea and escape, and was torn into pieces by the three men and two beasts.
Then they rushed to the stern of the boat and killed all the remaining warriors.
Seeing that the enemy had been killed, Ming Zhiyuan leaned his long knife on the deck and looked at the inner alchemy. He felt that the inner alchemy was stronger than before. There was more spiritual energy in the inner alchemy. After the aura became stronger, it became more powerful.
It's smooth.
He looked back, looked at the several Martial Lords standing around him and the two magical beasts behind them, and laughed heartily.
He felt that he had touched a kind of martial arts enlightenment, which was different from the martial arts insights of other human races, and also different from the ones he had before when he was promoted to the martial arts realm.
It was only now that Ming Zhiyuan realized that his martial arts path could not just be closer to the human race. Practicing inner elixirs should be different from the human race.