When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 51 The cultivators fight until the blood is still dry

However, there were two Qi Refining cultivators who followed Zhou Fuling, hiding and protecting her. Although the beasts were surging, she was unaffected for the time being.

But Tang Yuan knew at a glance that this flying boat wouldn't be able to last for long, and the highest cultivation level in the whole ship was only a Yiyan cultivator.

And it's still an ordinary law practitioner. Don't look at the wind blade at this moment, the lightning and lightning are intertwined, and it can take away the lives of a large number of beasts if it is thrown casually.

But with such squandering, even if the pills to restore mana continue, it won't last long.

The merchants who came with Yunmeng Pavilion have always relied on their protection. Although their own protective power is weak, it is not too much.

At this moment, Yunmeng Pavilion was held back and had no time to take care of it, so its shortcomings were immediately exposed.

Tang Yuan stood up and said to the little fox, "Keep an eye on these two little guys. I may have to go out for a while."

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, a voice rang out from the flying boat, "Dear fellow Taoists, I am Fan Yang, the captain of the Yue Ding. We are facing the siege of the Demon Abyss sharks. The flying boat's defense strength is insufficient. Please ask those who are above the Qi training stage. Taoist friends can help me, and I will be grateful afterwards."

Tang Yuan met the pleading eyes of the two little guys, rubbed their little heads, and said with a chuckle: "Don't worry, I will take good care of my sister for you."

The two little guys were trying to stay calm, but when they heard these words, tears welled up in their eyes.

Zhou Yao sobbed: "Brother Li Xuan, you must rescue your sister. I...I will make her your wife!"

Tang Yuan secretly smiled in his heart, such a good thing... It seems that Zhou Fuling's turn has not yet come!

Pushing the door open and walking out, he waved his hand and fired another ban, sealing the door.

The monks from other guest rooms also came out one after another. Everyone knew that this was not only to protect Feizhou, but also to protect themselves. Without Feizhou as a basis, facing the Demon Abyss sharks in the sea would be a dead end.

Everyone quickly came to the deck. Tang Yuan took a quick look and saw that there were nearly two hundred monks, including those in the realm of Tongxuan and Dharma. There were even a few people who Tang Yuan could not see through.

Tang Yuan quickly found Zhou Fuling, who was fighting bloody battles. The sword flashed across and killed a flying fish that was jumping behind her head.

Zhou Fuling also felt something. She turned around and saw Tang Yuan. She smiled bitterly and said, "I'm really sorry for letting you see my embarrassment."

The girl who was originally very delicate and pretty now had her hair wet and her face was not stained with blood, but her whole dress was stained with blood.

Obviously, in such a fierce battle, it is difficult to spend mana to keep oneself tidy.

Tang Yuan smiled faintly and said: "We monks, why should we care about such a skinny foreign minister. Fellow Taoist, feel free to attack and kill. Li will guarantee that you will have no worries about your back."

After Zhou Fuling heard this, she even completely gave up her defense behind her and concentrated on dealing with the enemy in front of her. Her trust in Tang Yuan was needless to say.

Tang Yuan did not use the flying sword technique, but held the sword in one hand and kept drawing circles, faster and faster, more and more, until a slaughterhouse with a radius of nearly ten feet of sword light was formed.

Any fish monster that pounced on this side was crushed into pulp without exception. Tang Yuan only had to expend very little energy and physical strength by swinging the sword like this, even less after the sword was already in full swing.

After waving like this for an unknown amount of time, the whole world turned into blood, and the mud on the deck was piled up to half a person's height.

Looking at the sea again, it looks like a big pot of tomato soup boiling with minced meat.

Unexpectedly, it was the great monk who used magic to boil the sea area into boiling soup. The burning sea roared, and he even used all his strength to rush towards the boat.

Zhou Fuling was exhausted at this moment. All her energy and physical strength were depleted, and the speed of swinging the long sword was much slower.

A strange fish with seven gills bypassed the sword and pounced on her face.

The fish opened its ferocious mouth, and elongated mouthparts ejected from the depths, shooting straight into her eyes. Zhou Fuling kept shouting in her heart to get away, get away, but her body didn't obey her orders and seemed to be frozen in place.

Just when she was desperate, a flash of sword light cut off the fish's head. Even if it fell to the ground, it still struggled and spit out a mouthful of venom, corroding the pile of meat on the deck into a plume of smoke.

Zhou Fuling was extremely frightened. If she had been hit in the eye, half of her life would have been lost.

Tang Yuan expanded the arc of his sword to include Zhou Fuling, and said softly: "I think fellow Taoist is exhausted, why not go back and rest first."

Zhou Fuling sighed, "That's the only way it can be."

And at this time, her whole body was covered in blood, even her head and face were not spared, and her heart was even more uncomfortable. If Brother Li Dao wasn't the kind of person who didn't value appearance, Zhou Fuling would have wanted to crawl into the ground at this moment.

After being protected into the sword circle, she had time to look at Tang Yuan, and saw that he was still wearing the plain blue shirt. There was not even a trace of blood on his body, and even his boots were half floating in the air, without any contact. To the minced meat on the deck.

Zhou Fuling looked at her embarrassed self again, blinking her eyes, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

He could only say dryly: "I...I'll go back to recover my mana first. Brother Dao, please wait for me for a while."

In this way, the killing continued until Zhou Fuling recovered her vitality three times and it was still not over.

Tang Yuan was a little tired of killing all the fish monsters that had no intelligence. They would just rush towards the Jianguang Slaughterhouse, as if they were afraid that if they arrived late, they would not be in a good position to be killed.

At this time, a voice came: "Little friendly swordsmanship, the defense of this sword circle is simply flawless."

Tang Yuan raised his eyes and saw a white-haired Taoist priest who was flying in the air.

He then said: "My friend, you can see the shark in the southeast. He is the leader of the main attack on our flying boat. If we don't deal with him, no matter how many fish and beasts we kill, it will be useless. He can easily Call out ten times more and replenish it.”

If Tang Yuan used the flying sword technique, he could kill him with just one move, but that would be too conspicuous.

I haven’t seen the monks in this boat. There are quite a few who have mastered the Xuanyuan realm, but none of them have learned the art of flying swords.

Only those with sufficient talent and wealth can barely afford to practice flying swords.

What's more, the outcome of this battle does not depend on them, but on the outcome of Yunmeng Pavilion and those giant sea beasts. They just need to hold on and wait.

But since someone said it, Tang Yuan asked along the way: "Although the sharks are not very far away from us, this short distance must be full of dangers and obstacles, making it difficult to move even an inch. The accuracy of long-range spells is too poor, and it is easy to avoid them." , he only needs to escape into the water, how can we kill him."

The monk's expression turned and he said: "I have a secret spell that can directly curse him to death, but it requires time to prepare. During this period, I cannot move. If you can protect me while I am casting the spell, I can't." Willing to give it a try.”

Tang Yuan held up a sword flower and hacked several flying fish to death, and said loudly: "Li will definitely do his best to protect the safety of Taoist Priest. Before I fall, I will not let a monster interfere with you."

The monk laughed loudly, sat cross-legged next to Tang Yuan, and took out the desk, incense candles and other things.

In this bloody battlefield, he sat cross-legged and began to fiddle.

It turned out to be a weird and unpredictable spell of nightmare. This is a spell passed down from ancient witchcraft. The most famous one is the great magical power, the seven nail-headed arrows!

No matter how far apart you are in that realm, as long as you are in the Seven Arrows book, you are almost certain to die.

(End of this chapter)