Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 155 The Holy Child Is Reborn, Encountering Pirates

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't respond for a while, Mrs. Zhao thought it was because he was dissatisfied, so he continued.

"Two ships are not enough, then three...five ships are fine too! The old man still has some face!"

"That...isn't this too troublesome?"

Yang Ming asked tentatively.

"No trouble! The warship is not passable, how can I go out to fight Japanese pirates and pirates? Old man, I was at sea back then, and I was also in the middle..."

Hearing Mrs. Zhao start bragging, Yang Ming felt that he had misunderstood a bit. He didn't make a special trip to fight thieves... Although if he ran into Japanese thieves, he would have a good time.

It seems that old master Zhao is going to go with him.

Next to her, Master Sheng Yin and Baicao Immortal also spoke immediately.

"We are also together. Anyway, there is nothing left and right. Let's just go to sea to relax. When something happens, everyone can take care of it."

"Ok, deal!"

Mrs. Zhao was even more excited, especially to go with Sheng Yin, which was exactly what he wanted, and he would not let go of this opportunity to express himself.

"Old man, I will arrange it now, just watch it!"

The matter was settled like this, Yang Ming was anxious to continue to get rid of the corpse insects for Qing Lingzi and Ren Chuzi, and didn't say much.

Soon, the remaining two also took Guixi Pill and started to do the same.

With the experience of Master Sheng Yin for the first time, Yang Ming went more smoothly next time. Basically, he was easy to catch without any twists and turns.

Seeing this, the onlookers were also sincerely happy.

But what they didn't know was that at almost the same time, somewhere a hundred miles away, in a quiet room.

"Who! Actually removed my corpse worm!"

An old voice suddenly remembered that two figures from outside flashed in.

It was the Demon Sect Tong Baixiong and Shangguan Yun.

"Senior Cui, what happened?"

The two asked in surprise.

The old man said angrily.

"The corpse bugs implanted in the bodies of three people just now were removed!"

"what?"

Shangguan Yun and Tong Baixiong looked at each other in disbelief.

The miraculous effect of the Devil's Cult's three-corpse brain pill is the confidence they have built up after practicing it countless times.

No matter how superb medical skills are, it is impossible to remove it, how could it be?
"Isn't it, they are dead, so..."

Tong Baixiong guessed, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Are you questioning the old man? The old man's judgment cannot be wrong, and he was eliminated!"

Tong Baixiong hurriedly fell silent.

The old man surnamed Cui's face was gloomy, and it seemed that he might explode at any time.

But at this moment, a childish voice sounded from behind.

"Uncle Cui, don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with that guy who is suffering from the cold!"

Following the sound, a low figure came out of the house.

From the looks of it, he was only seven or eight years old, so he was clearly still a child, but his brows were filled with a sinister look that didn't match his age.

Most importantly, he is very familiar.

If Yang Ming was present, he would have to take a few more glances before he realized that this kid was the Holy Child of the Demon Sect back then?
But, miraculously, he didn't die, and his appearance even changed!

The previous holy boy looked like a teenage boy, but now, he is living more and more, he is only seven or eight years old, and he is still young.

But his eyes are sharp and his speech is clear, how can he look like a child?
It's just that from the facial features of the other party, one can see the familiarity of the past.

Saint Child continued.

"His cold air was pure and pure that I had never seen before, and he used that cold air to suppress corpse insects. If I can get that cold air refined..."

Shengtong said, with a fiery feeling in his eyes.

"Holy Child, are you in good health?"

Tong Baixiong asked nervously beside him.

"It's okay, it's all thanks to the Songshan faction's cold ice true qi mentality obtained by the two elders, which helped me to regain my foundation, but compared to that guy's cold air, it's still far behind..."

When Shengtong spoke, he still kept Yang Ming in his voice, and his tone was full of regret and covetousness.

Saying that, Shengtong turned to that Elder Cui.

"This matter is not urgent, Elder Cui, you continue to study how to improve the corpse worm. Our top priority now is to go to sea to seek another matter. When we come back, we will go to Qingzhou and capture that kid alive!"

Tong Baixiong and Shangguan Yun looked at each other, feeling worried.

"Holy Child, your body..."

"He's not in serious trouble anymore. Recasting his body, with the help of Zuo Lengchan's icy true energy, he further smelted the inheritance of Blood Blade God Demon Xu Zhan and Snow Palm God Demon Yu Bin, which is much stronger than before."

"really?"

When Tong Baixiong and Shangguan Yun heard this, their eyes were full of surprises.

Senior Cui really has superb medical skills.

On the contrary, Shengtong behaved calmly and confessed.

"Originally, I should have gone directly to Qingzhou to skin that kid surnamed Yang with cramps, but the news finally came from our eyeliner at the Vajra Gate. Inherit the treasure!"

"If we succeed, it will be of great benefit to my great cause of teaching, so first let that kid live a few more days, and when we return from victory, go straight to Qingzhou..."

After finishing speaking, Shengtong raised his immature face and looked in the direction of Qingzhou from a distance, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Wait for me, I will double the gift you gave me before!"

Of course Yang Ming didn't know all this, and he didn't realize that he was already being missed.

He helped Qinglingzi and Renchuzi get rid of the corpse insects, and everything went very smoothly.

Getting rid of the manipulation of the Three Corpse Brain God Pill, the two seniors were not to mention how excited they were.

After the two woke up, they kept thanking each other and patted their chests at the same time, assuring Yang Ming that everyone will be their own from now on, but Yang Ming is driven, and he will die!

Even the two of them volunteered to go to sea with Yang Ming, and persisted for a long time before being persuaded by Mrs. Zhao to come down.

It is of course a good thing to get to know them. Although these guys are a bit unorthodox in the martial arts, the energy behind them is extraordinary.

Let them owe favors, all benefits and no harm!
These two people are thankful again.

Next, Yang Ming will start preparing for going to sea.

The plan was temporarily changed. Originally, Yang Ming wanted to go to Daming Mansion in a few days, but now he can only postpone it later.

Pack up the things that need to be used, and at the same time order people to rule Hong Sanming, and prepare for going to sea.

This is Hong Sanming's old line of business, with rich experience, of course he cannot be missing.

During this period, Su Xinghe came and led him with a deaf-mute background to Qingzhou. Yang Ming immediately ordered someone to arrange for them to stay. It was another busy work.

Only three days later, Yang Ming saw the terrifying energy of Mrs. Zhao.

Three Daifuku Battleships!

Arrived at the port as promised.

Mrs. Zhao's face is still too big. The Qingzhou defense envoy who was notified directly did not send a letter to the capital. Instead, the news went to the Song State Navy, and temporarily dispatched three Dafu warships.

Yang Ming really believed it now, as long as Mrs. Zhao is willing, he can get the underpants of the current king of Song Dynasty.

Uncle Monarch's face is great!
Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

At this moment, a group of people are standing at the pier.

Hong Sanming has already completed the preparations.

He hadn't gone to sea for many years. Now, he pulled out his scimitar, put it on his waist, put on the special leather armor again, and stood on the bow of the merchant ship.

Looking down, a large number of members of the Silver Flood Dragon Gang are busy back and forth like ants, carrying supplies, raising sails, and arranging cables...

On the shore, the chant of the trackers came and went, and the big boat slowly entered the deep water area.

Hong Sanming felt the salty sea breeze rushing towards him, full of familiarity.

In a daze, he felt as if he had returned to the years when he led a group of brothers to lick blood and act recklessly.

A surge of pride rose from his chest.

"I, Hong Sanming, am back again!"

He was about to shout out this line, but suddenly the surroundings darkened, and a shadow completely enveloped him.

Hong Sanming looked up, the sun was covered, and three large warships appeared above his head.

"Navy of the Song Dynasty! Battleship Dafu!"

Even though he watched it many times before, Hong Sanming couldn't help but sigh, it's so magnificent!

Compared with this battleship, the big ship that Hong Sanming was on was a bit small.

The pride he had just raised was also shattered.

The owner's friend is so powerful, he can get all these things!

Hong Sanming was amazed.

Yang Ming and Mr. Zhao had already boarded one of the Dafu warships, and they were standing at the bow of the ship.

Mrs. Zhao shook his thinning hair in the wind, with a burning expression on his face.

"Haha, old man, I'm back again, everyone, follow me to the sea and kill Japanese pirates!"

On the ship, Song soldiers were busy going back and forth, and a lieutenant stood beside him, paying respects to Mrs. Zhao.

Yang Ming looked at the boat and wandered around, feeling strange.

This Dafu battleship is a bit similar to the Fuchuan in the Song and Ming Dynasties in history, but it is larger, and its oppression can only be clearly felt at close range.

It is as tall as a building, wide at the top and wide at the top. It is divided into five floors. Each floor in the middle has densely packed openings, which are convenient for attack and sentry. There are all kinds of bows, arrows and firearms.

There is also a thick iron sheet outside the hull, and there are giant sails and rackets on the deck.

The big ship follows the small ship, which is convenient for fast attack and sentry.

Not long after, under the observation of everyone, the three Dafu warships, together with a fleet of Yang's, slowly sailed away from the pier and went deep into the ocean.

As soon as he entered the ocean, Yang Ming finally felt what is boundless. Looking around, it is vast and lonely, and there is indescribable fear and anxiety in it. It really has a different feeling.

It was obviously not the first time that Mrs. Zhao had gone to sea. He played tricks on the charts and commanded the warships from time to time.

Yang Ming learned from several deputy generals of the Song Army that when he was young, Mrs. Zhao also led the Song Army and had a high reputation in the army.

Even though he has only been in the rivers and lakes in recent decades, his legend is still circulating in the Song army.

Can't tell, this old guy really has something.

Yang Ming couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

In the first few days, everything went smoothly. The distance from the land is relatively close, and merchant ships can often be seen coming and going.

Yang Ming also personally observed the sea line operated by the Yang family in Qingzhou.

But as they moved away from the land, they encountered fewer and fewer serious merchant ships, and the atmosphere was not as relaxed as before.

Sure enough, on the third day, something happened.

"Warning!"

Not only the soldiers on the Dafu battleship, but even Hong Sanming noticed that something was wrong and stood on the bow of the ship to watch.

He has a lot of experience and can see something is wrong at a glance.

In front of them, two large ships could be vaguely seen, but there were no flags or signs hanging.

There is a situation!
When Hong Sanming saw it, he understood that the fleet was abnormal, so he hurriedly ordered his men to display the semaphore.

Mrs. Zhao was even more excited after seeing it.

"Good guy, I finally let the old man wait for me, let's go!"

Following Mrs. Zhao's order, the battleship Dafu put down several speedboats.

Mrs. Zhao and Yang Ming even boarded the speedboat with a group of soldiers, and headed towards the two big ships against the wind and waves.

Not long after, the other party also found them, and there was a whining horn.

It can be seen from a distance that a group of people on the opponent's deck moved.

In front of the speedboat, the soldiers played flags.

They were answered by a hail of arrows.

clang clang...

The arrow clusters hit the speedboat one after another, and the soldiers subconsciously lowered their heads and hid behind the charging iron plate.

A bunch of arrows came towards Yang Ming.

Yang Ming didn't dodge or dodge, he just flicked his fingers a little bit, and the arrows flew out in different directions, and he lost the threat immediately.

It's not a good thing to do it as soon as you meet!

Mrs. Zhao's excited voice came.

"Haha, Haikou, finally let me catch you!"

While speaking, the speedboat continued to approach the opponent's warship.

Yang Ming also saw it right. On the side of the opponent's warship, rows of small windows were opened, and arrows and firearms protruded from them.

"attack!"

With an order, the opponent's warship opened fire.

On the speedboat, the lieutenant remained calm even in the face of danger, directing the left and right to move in different directions very dexterously, approaching the opponent's warship from the side.

The opponent's warship obviously also observed that if the following three warships were close, they must not be opponents, so they accelerated their speed and fled in the opposite direction while attacking.

"One side!"

While speaking, the speedboat approached the other party, and Mrs. Zhao roared loudly, and his figure rose into the air.

Yang Ming did the same thing.

Both of them are in the air, but their styles are completely different, Mr. Zhao is fast, and Yang Ming is elegant.

Stepping on the Snow and Finding Plum Lightness Kung Fu, combined with Yang Ming's small Wuxiang Gong internal force, stepped in the air, like a small step in the air, floating but extremely fast.

Although the speedboat and warship are still more than a hundred feet away, for them, they can get there easily.

"Arrows, attack!"

The opponent obviously also has experience, to deal with these warriors, dense arrows and firearms, attacking Yang Ming in unison.

At the same time, a figure flew up from each of the two warships and greeted the two of them.

In the middle of the gas gathering environment!
Yang Ming could see the opponent's strength at a glance.

In the air, Yang Ming's figure suddenly elongated, and there was even some residual air fluctuation behind him.

Countless arrows followed the trajectory, but all missed Yang Ming's real body.

"Shh!"

The warrior who came up slashed Huashan with a long knife and greeted Yang Ming's head.

But when the saber reached his body, Yang Ming had already left the place.

"See the dragon in the field!"

Yang Ming muttered in his heart, and pushed out with one palm.

The martial artist on the other side also searched for Yang Ming's figure from left to right, and then suddenly raised his head.

The majestic palm force can no longer be avoided.

The warrior's uncontrollable body was engulfed by the palm force and rolled down.

Down below, on the deck, a crowd of men in disheveled clothes and fierce faces suddenly lost their legs, and all those who had been beaten by this palm fell on their backs and fell to the deck.

Crack la la...

The thinner mast breaks!
(End of this chapter)