The color of the ancient battleship changed on the spot. Everyone knew what the consequences of losing the lightning protection totem pole would be. Let alone whether the battleship could withstand the wrath of thunder, the people on the battleship alone would have to be hacked immediately. Into slag.
"Damn it, it must be that ant." The young man from the ancient tribe was angry. He had never been so aggrieved. He was provoked by a warrior but could not be crushed to death on the spot. "Quickly, send someone down to kill him for me."
At that moment, more than a dozen dead soldiers were selected. They wore lightning protection rings on their bodies and jumped from the hidden compartment of the battleship holding the daggers necessary for the crew.
"Where is it!" These people discovered Wang Dong's traces as soon as they entered the water, but they were immediately dumbfounded. Looking at the battleship, Wang Dong's mount was completely covered by more than a dozen dark totem poles. At this time, under the water Suddenly, all the hair on the body stood on end.
"Kun Biao, it's Kun Biao!" Some people were about to swim back on the spot, completely frightened. As for others, they stood dumbly in the distance and didn't know how to move. As for those who were awake, they saw Kun Biao. After Biao, no one dared to take action.
This is undoubtedly a strange sight. A group of martial arts masters are surrounding an eighth-level warrior, but no one dares to step forward. Instead, they are trembling and have no courage to escape.
As for those who were so frightened that they turned around and ran away, Wang Dong sneered again and again, urging Kun Biao to say coldly: "Can you run away?"
"Puch!"
The resistance of the deer knife in the water was extremely large, but it still easily split the bodies of these people, and a chase began.
Wang swung his sword and stood up. Every time he swung the sword, a life fell. For a while, heads and severed arms floated out around the battleship. In just a few minutes, the area around the battleship turned into a sea of blood.
"Boom!"
The battleship swayed again, and then with a bang, a lightning protection totem pole finally fell down. Suddenly there was a gap in the battleship, and a lot of thunder seeped in.
"Damn, they're a bunch of useless things. I'm going to go down and kill them myself." The young man was angry. He didn't expect that so many people couldn't even kill a single warrior.
"Second Young Master, calm down, I'll deal with him!" The vice-captain of the ancient battleship stood up. He was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a hooked nose. He looked like a ruthless person at first glance.
Sure enough, the young man calmed down his anger, nodded in silence for a moment, and said, "Then there will be Uncle Lao Li."
The middle-aged man nodded. His name was Gu Li. He was the young man's clan uncle and an eighth-level martial artist. Besides the young man, he was already the second-best master on the battleship.
Guli was very calm and did not rush into the water. Instead, he first salvaged a few corpses and inspected them. Then he became even more confused. It was unreasonable that more than a dozen martial arts masters could not kill one warrior. At first, he was attacked by sea beasts. Why, but now when he checked, it turned out that they were all stab wounds, and they were extremely severe, which made him frown even more tightly.
Gu Li's eyes were gloomy. He was silent for a moment and ordered a few more dead soldiers before jumping into the water. This time there were only five people, but they were all masters of the fifth level of warriors or above.
Looking at the cold dead soldiers around him, Guli suddenly felt relieved and took the lead in swimming toward the bottom of the boat.
"Where is the person? Did he run away?"
When Guli came to the bottom of the boat, he was stunned. There was nothing but scarlet water and floating corpses, as if everything was made by ghosts.
In the sword domain space, Wang Dong watched all this with cold eyes, while a pair of ghostly eyes deeper under the sea also stared at this group of people. It was Kun Biao who was ordered to hide.
Wang Dong had already guessed that the big fish would come down after the small one died, but he was disappointed. A few big fish did come down, but the young Martial Lord did not come down, otherwise he would not hesitate to fight, using the sword domain space and Kun Biao worked together to break through the lightning protection ring on Wu Zun's body, and electrocuted that bullshit Wu Zun into a dog.
Since there were only a few martial arts masters down, he was not ready to start a big fight. A sneer, Kun Biao came instantly with the breath of death, and his mouth opened wide. The three of them immediately shut their mouths forever before they even had time to scream.
"Hiss!" Guli, who barely dodged the blow, gasped and looked at the behemoth in front of him in horror. He finally understood why more than a dozen people came down and were slaughtered completely. Even though he was an eighth-level The martial artist now feels a little weak in his limbs.
"escape!"
This was his first reaction, but he soon realized what was Kun Biao? It represents the extreme speed in the sea. Can he escape
Sure enough, when he turned around in horror, a pair of huge nostrils were facing him, but the bloody mouth he imagined did not open. A knife slashed down without any warning. He didn't even feel the pain. I saw my head flying up, and then there was darkness...
Wang Dong waved the Zhulu knife with satisfaction. Although it was not as smooth as the one used on land, it was really unambiguous in killing people.
He waved his hand, indicating that he should continue working. Suddenly, Kun Biao screamed and bumped into a totem pole again. It seemed that he didn't need Wang Dong's help at all. He obviously remembered the hatred of the previous collision.
"Boom!"
There was another shaking on the battleship, followed by two loud noises, and another lightning protection totem pole fell down with a bang. This time it was terrible. The two totem poles were next to each other, and two were missing at once. In that area It was suddenly broken through by thunder, and the crew below was chopped into a puff of smoke without even making a sound.
The young man felt a chill in his heart when he saw this, and at the same time an inexplicable fear filled his heart: "Uncle Li is dead too?"
He was a little unbelievable. Uncle Li was famous for his cunning. Even if he was defeated, escaping would still not be a problem, but now something was obviously wrong.
"Boom boom..."
There was another loud bang, and another totem pole fell. This time, the area was larger, and the casualties were more severe. There were screams. Many people were not killed, but they were also disabled.
"Second Young Master, what should we do?" The crew members panicked. If this continues, all the totem poles do not need to be destroyed, only the totem poles need to be dismantled. No one on the ship can survive.
"How many lightning protection rings are there?" the second young master roared.
The crew member in charge of the lightning protection ring immediately stood up tremblingly and said: "Three... three."
"What? Why are there so few?" The second young master was furious. Although he didn't know the reserve of lightning protection rings, he also knew that there were less than twenty people in front and behind, and there was no way there were only three left.
The crew member immediately lowered his head and whispered: "Li... Mr. Li brought twenty of them alone."
"What a coward!" The second young master cursed with a ferocious face, completely unaware that he wanted to bring a few more to feel safe.
As another totem pole fell, the second young master finally couldn't sit still anymore. He grabbed three lightning protection rings and put them all on his body. He didn't believe that his martial master's strength could not defeat this little warrior.
"Clang!" The sound of impact under the water was still there. Wang Dong was struggling to dismantle the fourth lightning protection totem pole. Suddenly he stopped, turned around slowly, and saw a menacing figure flying over.
"Hey, the big fish has finally arrived?" He sat on Kun Biao with a mocking look on his face.
But the second young master's face was twitching. He understood, everything was understood. The person in front died unjustly, but he did not flinch. Instead, he said with a fierce look on his face: "It turns out that it was because of Kun Biao's power, but It’s a pity that he’s just a martial artist-level cub and can’t do anything to me.”
"Really?" Wang Dong sneered. He didn't expect Kun Biao to fight a Martial Lord alone.
"Suffer death!" The second young master took action ruthlessly. Knowing Wang Dong's trump card, he had no scruples anymore. He raised his hand and killed with one hit without reservation. He was really cruel to Wang Dong and was tricked by a warrior. This is simply a shame and a great humiliation.
Faced with Wu Zun's furious blow, Wang Dong remained motionless. Just when the violent fist was about to hit him, he suddenly raised his hand, and then pushed out with both hands.
A huge palace slammed down in the middle, and the Beast Control Palace suddenly enlarged, colliding hard with the Second Young Master's punch.
With a "dang" sound, the sea floor trembled and the pagoda roared.
The second young master himself was so shocked by his punch that his blood surged, his face turned red and white, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't even notice that a lightning protection ring on his fist was broken.
"Ah, little bastard!" He was angry, wishing he could eat Wang Dong's flesh raw.
Wang Dong laughed loudly, and rode Kun Biao out of the sea quickly. He jumped several feet to avoid the blow, and then provocatively threw all the lightning protection totem poles he had just removed at the second young master who was flying towards him.
"Little bastard, don't run away if you have the guts!" Kun Biao's speed was so fast that the Second Young Master was unable to use any force he had. He was so angry that he was trembling all over and couldn't help but curse.
Unexpectedly, Wang Dong smiled with his beautiful eyes and said: "Okay!"
Kun Biao jumped ten feet, then reversed and hit the second young master straight.
The Second Young Master was furious at this moment, and relying on the power of the Martial Lord, he had no intention of evading. Instead, he had a cruel smile on his lips. He could guarantee that this little bastard would never die again.
Just when Kun Biao was about to rush over, the second master's expression froze, and a huge figure smashed down like the sky was falling. It was a seven-story palace, and it actually hit him twice in a row.
"You little bastard, I'm not done with you!" The second young master was not so stupid this time and quickly flew away to avoid him.
"Four times the sword!" Suddenly, a shout rang out. The second young master originally wanted to say that he was overestimating his own capabilities, but with a clang and another lightning protection ring shattered, he finally restrained himself. Upon inspection, there was only one thing left on his body. Get a lightning protection ring.
The Second Young Master's face was solemn and his hands were shining. He did not dare to take action rashly. Once the last lightning protection ring was shattered, even he, the Martial Master, would have to suffer under this sea.
"Big Monument Bearer!"
The second young master was dignified and solemn, and his attacks were based on the ancient clan's unique skills. At this time, he no longer regarded Wang Dong as a warrior, but as an opponent.
(End of chapter)