After a muffled sound, blood spattered everywhere, and seven or eight fish-headed sea monsters fell to the ground in an instant.
Lifting the pen like a knife, Su Ping'an's whole body was boiling with literary energy and endless murderous intent. The patterns on the red sandalwood wolf brush in his hand were as bright as gold, and the tip of the pen was stained with blood and turned red. But at this moment, he couldn't care less. He had just finished solving a problem.
Waves of sea monsters, more sea monsters will jump out from both sides soon, and he will have no chance to breathe.
The same goes for Wen Liang and Feng Shaoyang beside them, they can only keep their heads down and keep killing randomly.
The three of them formed an encirclement and protected Meng Erhu inside. The latter was not idle at this moment. He took out his chessboard and quickly placed his pieces in formation.
"alright!"
Meng Erhu exclaimed with surprise, and then he sacrificed the chessboard. The chessboard slowly rose into the air, and the nineteen horizontal lines on it had turned into nineteen galaxies. After taking off, they spread instantly and spread all over the bow of the ship in the blink of an eye.
The chess pieces on the chessboard suddenly turned into stars all over the sky and melted into the void. Except for Meng Erhu, the others could only vaguely capture some energy.
"The third set of rules!"
"Flying snow style!"
"Grand Dragon Slaying Style!"
Meng Erhu's hands were full of literary energy, his fingertips were like stars. He gently held the chess pieces in the void and pressed them. In an instant, three chess formations were laid out.
In an instant, twenty or thirty chess pieces lit up in the void, and the light alternated between black and white. On the side next to them, a dozen demon cultivators suddenly jumped out of the sea, waving weapons and rushed onto the deck. Their faces were ferocious, ferocious and ugly.
As soon as they got on the boat, they screamed at Su Ping'an and the others to come back.
But this time, before Su Pingan could make a move, Meng Erhu just made a point in the void, and a triangular chess pattern appeared in the void. The pattern flashed with starlight and flashed across the void in an instant.
Puff puff……
A series of blood splashed out, and the sea monsters that had just rushed up did not understand what was going on. However, after their bodies were scratched by the triangular pattern in front of their eyes, their bodies immediately seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade, and they were scattered.
The ground, blood and internal organs immediately became a mess, making people sick to see it.
"Well done!"
When Feng Shaoyang saw this scene, he immediately turned around and gave Meng Erhu a thumbs up. Wen Liang looked at the filth, and his face became paler as he looked at it. Finally, he couldn't help it and ran to the side to support him.
The walls vomited.
"..."
Su Ping'an's mouth also twitched repeatedly.
Although Meng Erhu's chess formation is powerful, it is a bit easy to accidentally injure one's own people, such as Wen Liang.
“Those who achieve great things don’t stick to trivial matters!”
Meng Erhu also explained something, and then continued to form a formation and began to massacre the surrounding demon cultivators.
In fact, most of the demon cultivators who rushed to kill were not very strong. It was just that there were too many of them. And after killing one wave, another wave would come immediately, leaving no chance for people to breathe. This was the biggest headache for Su Pingan and the others.
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Fortunately, after the initial panic, everyone else on the empty boat quickly stabilized their mentality and immediately began to counterattack in an orderly manner, which also reduced the pressure on Su Pingan and the others.
There are demon cultivators attacking on every ship level, but the literary cultivators on each ship level are also working hard to kill the sea monsters, but the most shocking fight is at the bow and stern of the ship.
Purple-clothed Marquis Luo Lie was guarding the bow of the ship, while Su Ping'an and other literary cultivators were fighting, but they never saw any big monsters. That's because whenever the big monsters tried to rush up, they would be knocked back by Luo Lie.
Su Ping'an glanced at the bow of the ship during his break. Luo Lie stood there motionless, his literary energy overflowing from his body forming a cloud of literary energy above his head. His feet were rooted on the ship's board like an old tree with its roots. As long as he didn't move,
, then the empty boat will not be unstable.
This single-handedly suppressed the entire bow of the ship. Even though the sea monsters around him kept colliding with each other, the empty ship was still on the ground and motionless.
And Luo Lie himself was not idle either. He was holding his Wenwang Wenbao in his hand and constantly accumulating literary energy. He didn't take action very frequently, but every time he took action, a sharp blade that lasted for more than ten times shot out of the air.
Then you can hear screams coming from the bow of the ship, and then a large piece of blood mist spreads out in the heavy rain, making the rainwater become extremely fishy. Soon after, there will be huge corpses of sea monsters coming from
Floating on both sides of the ship, each half of the Kraken corpse was as big as a restaurant.
It can be seen how terrifying the sea monsters Luo Lie himself faced at this time were!
At the stern of the ship, the situation at the back is much the same as at the front.
Dingshan Hou Ji Cangzhou was sitting here, but unlike Luo Lie's method of killing monsters, he did not take action himself, but had seven or eight scrolls floating in front of him.
The paintings on those scrolls are all terrifying beasts or big demons. He only needs to materialize these beasts and big demons from the scrolls, and the beasts will rush into the empty boat on his behalf.
In the sea on the side, fight with the sea monster under the sea.
Therefore, the situation on the stern deck seemed to be much calmer for a while, but there were constant waves on the bottom of the sea. Waves of beast roars continued to be heard from the water on both sides, and the waves that stirred up became more and more fierce and fierce.
The collision and roar of the beast and the sea monster also frightened the writers on the tailboard.
But despite being frightened, many people are also envious.
"Let me poke you. Did you see it? It's better to draw Dao Wen to fix it. You see, the boss of Dingshanhou blocked those huge sea monsters under the boat without taking any action himself. It's amazing!"
"Yes, and you can see how calm the old Marquis is. There are strong winds, heavy rain, thunder, and a group of monsters raging all around, but he is standing there calmly and calmly. He only needs a few scrolls floating in front of him to calm the world.
, this is much better than calligraphy and literary cultivators holding pens and charging in person!"
"This style is so cool. Is it too late for me to switch to painting now?!"
However, while everyone was talking, Dingshanhou, who didn't want to remain calm all the time, suddenly changed his expression, and his eyes burst with light. Following them, everyone saw that one of the eight paintings floating in front of the old Houye
The painting was torn apart with a click!
At the same time, in the water behind the stern of the boat, a huge unicorn-like ferocious beast suddenly let out a shrill scream, followed by four or five small mountain-like giant sharks that immediately swallowed it up.
The painting in front of him suddenly burst into flames, and in the blink of an eye the painting turned into a ball of ash and disappeared.
"..."
The corner of Dingshan Hou's mouth twitched sharply when he saw it, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.
This is a masterpiece of King Wen's calligraphy that he spent a lot of effort and took a long time to paint. Any destruction of one painting is no less than the destruction of a piece of King Wen's calligraphy treasure to him.
But now that so many junior literary cultivators are watching, it would be too embarrassing for him to show it directly, so whether it is for the sake of his own face or dignity as King Wen, he can only try to remain calm and continue to control the other few with his mental will.
The painting shows the ferocity and the need to fight.
But the anger in his eyes was uncontrollable, "You evil beasts, I will kill you all today and you will die!"
