The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

At night, the thunder was louder, but the rain had stopped, and the weather was low and almost breathless.

Originally, Ji Zheng just wanted to hold the beast temporarily and wait for the opportunity to leave, but he also played fiercely during the fight, and couldn't stop for a while.

He is a dragon, how can he bow his head to other beasts.

The two behemoths were fighting happily, and Fang Qian's condition had mostly recovered.But at this time, one dragon and one fish are fighting in full swing. It's not that Fang Qian has never tried to join the battle, but this is definitely not the right time.But not directly joining the battle situation does not mean that Fang Qianzhen is just watching from the sidelines.He supported the sword at the side, harassing the attack of the big fish.

Ji Zheng has long since become red-eyed, and he seems to have become more comfortable with the use of this dragon body. Although the body size is not superior to that of the big fish, the situation has gradually changed.

Although the big fish cannot transform into a human being, it has already opened up its spiritual wisdom.He spent more than half of his ten thousand years in deep sleep, and today's aura is thin, but as long as it continues to sleep for tens of thousands of years, it will not be difficult.

It was forced to wake up and came to this small river from the sea.Although he still had the intention of devouring this dragon and further improving himself, he did not expect that such a young dragon could skillfully use the air supremacy to restrain himself, and there were many methods only humans would use, so he fell into a hard fight for a while.

Not to mention that there was a Nascent Soul cultivator beside him who looked like a little fly and aimed his sword at him from time to time.

Big fish can survive all the way without dragons in the world, and the ancient gods and beasts are all destroyed. Naturally, they also know how to assess the situation.If the price of swallowing this dragon is to seriously injure him, no matter what, the loss outweighs the gain.It didn't want to continue to confront Ji Zheng head-on for a vain opportunity to purify its blood, so it immediately thought of quitting.

But just when it was about to retreat, it suddenly heard a flute sound.

The sound of the flute is faint, it sounds very far away, but it seems to be close to the ear.

Big Fish's wits faded immediately.The bulky body paused, and unexpectedly ate an attack from Ji Zheng and Fang Qian, and crashed into the water.

Fang Qian looked at the rolling waves of the river, startled, and immediately frowned: "It went to Yunzhou."

The worst thing is that Big Yu's move is obviously against his nature, and he insists on carrying it with Ji Zheng and him.If such primitive creatures are not like human beings and have any sense of loyalty, then this move is obviously manipulated by people.

His earlier thought was verified, this beast was indeed raised in captivity.

In Taiheng's lineage, Elder Qi is good at raising immortal beasts, but he doesn't have the means to control the beasts of the Mahayana period.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Zheng opened his mouth and bit the beast's tail.

The ferocious beast controlled by the sound of the flute became extremely ferocious without retreating just now.Even with a golden dragon behind him, he still rushed forward frantically.

Fang Qian didn't pause, he dodged past a dragon and a kun, and rushed towards the direction of the sound of the flute.If this continues, the two of them together can't beat this crazy thing. If it really makes it rush to the side of the fleet, I don't know how many casualties it will cause in the scuffle.

It is better to capture the king first than to capture the thief.

During the long night, the huge ship was already burning so fiercely that people couldn't see what changed the color of the water surface.Fortunately, the enemy's warship had already entered hand-to-hand combat. It seemed that the target of the giant ship was too large and the firepower was insufficient, so Jiang Zhong made a decisive decision and started hand-to-hand combat directly.

When killing the boss, those men who were not good at water warfare, and who had traveled all the way on boats and boats, were full of lonely courage tempered under the scorching sun and strong wine.The monks were fighting Luezhen in the sky above the deck.

In such a critical situation, Jiang Zhong was able to dispatch to Sri Lanka, which can be seen as a general.

Fang Qian didn't join the battle. In this situation, Big Yu's coming here is obviously a way to hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-damage by eight hundred. For the people behind the scenes, the most important thing they care about is human life.What he cares more about now is that these monks who are catching each other and fighting each other are all no more than Golden Core stage monks.

He wouldn't believe that a mere Golden Core cultivator could control that big fish with the sound of a flute.

But the flute sound should have a source after all, Fang Qian frowned and concentrated the spiritual energy in his ears.

The sound of burning flames, the sound of thunder falling from time to time, the sound of surging river water, the sound of swords clashing, the screams of soldiers and the shouting and cursing for their own courage...

Although the situation was urgent, Fang Qian was still methodical, filtering out these noises in his ears.Finally caught that ethereal flute sound again.

Having found it, Fang Qian opened his eyes without any hesitation, and directly probed his divine sense into the cabin of one of the warships.

When the divine sense penetrated, it was as if it had penetrated into a swamp, and the inside was empty.

Before Fang Qian's consciousness was damaged, he directly cut off the connection, and then directly pulled out Zhanyang, and slashed at the cabin with his sword.

Now that the battle is stalemate, there is not only one side on board.Neither the soldiers fighting on the boat nor the cultivators scrambling around did not expect that someone would suddenly come to this attack.

Naturally, the sword light was stopped before it reached the cabin, but the sound of the flute did pause for a moment under the influence of the sword energy.

that's enough.

Fang Qian didn't hesitate, and directly rushed into the cabin with Yujian.The sword energy still exists in his body, and it is not that there are no cultivators trying to stop him all the way, but none of them can stop him.

There were no lights or fighting sounds in the cabin, and after he entered the soldiers, only the sound of the flute echoed around.It was the same feeling as when he probed in with his divine sense, as if he had entered a dead place.

Fang Qian paused, took out a candle lamp from the storage bag, and lit the candle with fire.The fire pocket and candle lamp were thrown into the storage bag casually when the light was passing by, but they were actually brought out.

Dim lights illuminate the cabin. The boat is in the middle of the river, and it is normal for the cabin to be filled with water vapor, but there is a sense of suffocation densely wrapped in water vapor.

Ji Zheng couldn't wait too long, Fang Qian walked in quickly without hesitation.

If it is said that the ability to control Jinlong at the beginning was due to the fact that the royal family bears the dragon spirit and is a descendant of Gongzi Yuan, Jin Long mistakenly thought that Gongzi Yuan was still alive.

Although that fierce beast is not the real Kunpeng, it still has the blood of a divine beast, so who is controlling it now?This question will soon have an answer.

The cabin of this ship is not too big, and Fang Qian quickly came to the end.This layer looked unremarkable, and nothing unusual was found.

But there should be a lower layer, Fang Qian thought for a while and took out the sword again, but before he could cut it down, he found a wooden board that could be lifted in the corner.

Fang Qian put Zhan Yang away with regret, stepped forward and opened it, and there was a downward staircase.

At this time, the sound of the flute finally became audible, Fang Qian heaved a sigh of relief, and walked down with a lantern.

Before reaching the bottom, he smelled a fishy smell of sea water.

The scope of the candlelight is not large, and it can barely reflect the appearance below. There is actually a huge pool built under the cabin, and the "man" playing the flute is in the pool.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the "person" looked back in surprise, and it turned out to be a girl who looked no more than ten years old.

It is not accurate to say that it is a girl, the girl is covered with scales, and the gills on both sides of the thin white neck are opened, and there is a blue-purple phantom light under the candlelight.

Her lower body was submerged in the water, her two legs were barely parted, the upper half grew tightly together, but the end looked like a human foot.Her supposedly smooth and smooth skin was covered with layers of scars and blood scabs.

Mermaid?Merman?Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, but felt that something was wrong. According to legend, the mermaids were always beautiful, and this girl... let him really have no way to connect with the beautiful characters.

And is there really such a race?

Almost at the same time, Fang Qian's heart trembled, and he turned sideways subconsciously, and almost at the same time, a saber slashed down from the place where he had just stood.Under the light of the knife, the candle lamp in his hand was also extinguished in a flash.

When Fang Qian came down, he didn't find that there was another person in the corner, and this person was at least at the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Under the darkness, the sound of the flute in the water became panicked and hasty.

The flames of Fang Qian's sword and chopping the sun brought a bright color, but the tip of the sword was facing the girl in the water.

With a clang, the long knife landed in front of Zhan Yang.The girl was frightened, and the flute fell directly into the water.

Fang Qian didn't intend to get entangled with the sword wielder, he slashed at the flute in the water when he picked it up with his backhand and then fell down. His goal was only one from the beginning, and that was to destroy the flute.

The long swordsman's face changed slightly, and he held the knife to stop Fang Qian. At the same time, the little girl exclaimed and wanted to wrap the flute back into her hand with her tail.

Fang Qian didn't give her this chance, and the previous sword was just a bluff.Although the sword force was intercepted, the sword energy still remained and pierced directly to the surface of the flute.

The flute cracked in response.

The little girl was frightened and plunged into the sea, the swordsman was also taken aback, and then spared no effort to kill Fang Qian.

Without the influence of the flute, Fang Qian believed that Ji Zheng could lure the big fish away, so he stopped distracted and focused on fighting the swordsman in front of him.

This swordsman's sword is very powerful, and there is no stamina between opening and closing. This kind of kung fu can hurt people and oneself, but it is very suitable for facing the enemy in front of the battle.In this dark and unfamiliar environment, even Fang Qian was forced to retreat more than ten steps for a while.

There seems to be a formation in this cabin, so even if the swordsman's swordsmanship is heavy, it will not damage the surroundings.

When Fang Qian retreated to the tenth step, he probably felt the surrounding situation clearly, and then he drew his sword.The sword is as long as a mountain and a sponge, breaking through the swordsman's impenetrable swordsmanship all the way, like the sun breaking through the clouds.

The swordsman's complexion finally changed slightly. Zhuan Daoying took the move, a mouthful of blood spurted from his throat, but he still didn't fall down. The little girl in the house swam out at some point and hid behind the swordsman.

Fang Qian lit the candle lamp again, and then he saw the swordsman's face clearly. His face was covered with dense scratches, but his eyes were very similar to the swordsman's.

Fang Qian's heart moved, and he suddenly had an uncomfortable guess.