King of the Fairy City

"Follow my orders and wait until they are close enough before firing the first salvo."

Ye Mo ordered, and his voice came clearly into the ears of every native warrior.

Everyone controlled the javelin in their hands and prepared.

"Three hundred feet, get ready"

Ye Mo shouted a second time, and the native warrior's forehead was covered with sweat.

Because of their natural divine power, which is far beyond that of ordinary body-refining warriors, and because they have practiced the "Tiankui Siamese" passed down by Ye Mo, their projection range is more than ten times greater than that of ordinary warriors.

Such a terrifying projection range is close to the attack range of the Foundation Establishment monk's spell. The spell attack cast by the Qi Refining Stage monk is only a short one hundred feet away.

Three hundred feet away from the village was exactly the area covered by the water curtain formation. Although the Qi Refining monks rushing from the warship had already heard Xue Xingsheng's order and knew that the water curtain in front of them could not stop them, they were still cautious. Slowed down.

Some impatient monks muttered something, and shot a low-level spell from their fingers.

The spell easily penetrated the water curtain, and all the pirates in the Qi Refining Stage breathed a sigh of relief and rushed into the water curtain.

Many of these Qi Refining Stage pirates were pirates who visited this isolated island three months ago. The last time they plundered, they made a lot of money, and this time they were unwilling to fall behind.

"Two hundred and fifty feet"

Ye Mo shouted with concentration, and with one move of his hands, he directly launched the two flying swords.

The mana consumed by the Royal Flying Sword is naturally not comparable to the mana consumed by the spell, and the killing effect caused by the high-level flying sword is more than ten times stronger than that of the spell.

The pirates who rushed in were extremely fast, and because of their different levels of cultivation, their movement speeds were also different. All the pirates in the Qi Refining Stage did not pile up densely together, but rushed in one after another like a long snake.

The pirates rushing at the front have already entered the shooting range of two hundred feet.

"Attention, the range of the salvo is one hundred feet. Once the opponent exceeds the distance of one hundred feet, stop attacking immediately.

"Arrow Tower No. 1, after you hear the order, you will be responsible for the pirates within a range of fifty feet. Arrow Tower No. 2, you will be responsible for the pirates within a range of seventy feet. Arrow Tower No. 3, you will be responsible for all pirates within a range of one hundred feet behind. pirate

"Please remember one thing: pirates who are more than a hundred feet away are not allowed to project."

This order stunned all the native soldiers, and Ali beside Ye Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Chief Ye, we can obviously shoot to a range of two hundred feet, why do we have to wait until we are within a hundred feet before attacking, and we are not allowed to shoot pirates beyond a hundred feet?"

"Don't worry Ali, I have made other arrangements as I told you. Just follow it." Ye Mo didn't have time to explain this, because the pirates at the front had already entered the fifty-foot range.

"Boss, there is a third-level spiritual wood fence ahead. We can't rush through it. If we continue to get closer, we might enter the opponent's range."

A pirate at the front shouted loudly.

This is a third-level spiritual wood fence. Even with the strength of a monk in the Qi training stage, it is difficult to destroy them in a short time.

"You are right. I estimate that the opponent's shooting range should be within fifty feet. Otherwise, the natives on the arrow tower would not have been able to bear without shooting and call on the brothers to break through the fence. After breaking the fence, they would rush forward in one go. Enter the village"

A small leader nodded repeatedly and stopped within fifty feet. The average native strength may not be able to attack fifty feet away.

The pirates received the order and were ready to use spells to attack the fence.

"shoot"

Just when these pirates started to use their magic power and a ball of magic light appeared on their bodies, Ye Mo gave an order.

blow

blow

blow

A dense sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the spears from the spiritual trees were fired at the pirates as fast as lightning, like a heavy rain.

Each javelin contained extremely terrifying strength. After penetrating one pirate, its power remained unabated. After continuing to pierce the chests of two or three pirates, it plunged into the ground with a buzzing sound and exploded into a large ball of soil.

All the pirates in the Qi Refining Stage were frightened out of their wits by the sudden rain of guns. Three waves of gun rain hit three areas of fifty feet, seventy feet, and one hundred feet respectively, turning this short fifty feet range directly into A piece of hell on earth.

The pirates retreated one after another. The spell they had just cast stopped abruptly and ran a hundred feet away. They were relieved when they saw that the javelin was not fired.

"Chief Ye, they all retreated a hundred feet away. Some of the timid ones even retreated a hundred and fifty feet away, but they are still within our range."

Ali said extremely excitedly.

The javelin, which could project a range of two hundred feet, was limited to a range of one hundred feet under Ye Mo's order.

Corpses littered the area within a hundred feet. The first wave of javelin attacks caused heavy casualties to these pirates, reducing their number by one-third.

Ye Mo was extremely satisfied with the results of the first wave of attacks.

This was also because these pirates misjudged the strength of the natives on the island. Seeing that they had not launched their javelins for a long time, they thought that the range of their javelins was limited to fifty feet, and they suffered a lot.

Under Ye Mo's strict order, not a single javelin appeared a hundred feet away. The power and accuracy of these natives' projections were breathtaking.

"It seems that the natives still have some strength. I don't know if they can reach the strength of the foundation-building monks."

Although Ye Mo came up with such an idea, he knew that it was unrealistic.

The power of javelin projection can only have an effect on monks in the Qi Refining Stage. Monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage can fly with swords and can easily avoid incoming javelins. The spells they cast can even reach a distance of three hundred feet. If it is a royal envoy magic weapon The attack range is within five hundred feet, which is far beyond what a javelin can project.

"One hundred feet is exactly the limit of our spell range. We don't have to run. If they can project so far, they should have already arrived. Don't be discouraged. This distance is just enough to attack the spirit wood fence. Everyone gathers here Let’s cast spells together, and after breaking through the fence, we will spread out. No matter how powerful their javelins are, as long as we don’t get together, we will have enough space to dodge.”

The little leader of these pirates in the Qi Refining Stage is a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining, with blood all over his face.

In the round of volleys just now, if it weren't for the fact that he cast the wind spell under his feet in time, he would have been pierced into a honeycomb by the javelins like other pirates.

Thinking about the horrific scene before, the little leader felt frightened. He couldn't figure out when those seemingly simple and honest natives of the East China Sea became so cunning and insidious.

"Boss, are you sure that their projection range is one hundred feet? Why don't I think it's different? Look at those javelins, they are powerful and heavy, but it doesn't look like they can only project one hundred feet."

A pirate member who was covered in blood and staggering said nervously.

"What you said is right. Let's retreat another fifty feet. Everyone should spread out and retreat. Don't gather together." The little leader was frightened. For the sake of caution, he led many pirates to retreat another fifty feet.

"One hundred and fifty feet is already beyond the range of my spell attack."

"Yes, security is safer, but if we can't break through the fence, what's the use?"

More pirates started talking.

"Idiot, I asked you to retreat a hundred and fifty feet just as a precaution. If they could project a hundred feet away, why didn't you just throw them over? You wouldn't condense the spells in this range first, and then work together Rush to about a hundred feet and cast?"

The little leader gave a cold shout, and all the pirates fell silent.

"Come here, everyone gather together, prepare your spells, wait for my order, rush to the edge of the one hundred feet range, aim at the direction where my fireball spell hits, and shoot away."

Under the greeting of the little leader, the scattered pirates hesitantly gathered together again.

"Move mana, condense spells," the little leader shouted, a red light flashed slightly on his body, and a small fireball the size of a fist appeared in the palm of his hand.

All of a sudden, a variety of low-level spells appeared around these pirates.

"volley"

Ye Mo frowned and let out a loud shout

Whistling, the terrifying sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

The faces of all the pirates during the Qi training period changed dramatically. One hundred and fifty feet. The natives actually shot the spirit wood javelin to a distance of one hundred and fifty feet.

A javelin passed through the forehead of the little leader at the front. While blasting the little leader, it also pierced the chests of the two pirates behind.

The fireball in the little leader's hand lost control and exploded on the spot. The hot and unstoppable fire cloud easily ignited the four or five pirate monks nearby.

"Boom, boom, boom" javelins shot out one after another. Each javelin could easily take away the life of a monk in the Qi training period.

The low-level spells condensed in the monk's hands exploded, implicating the pirates who were lucky enough to escape the javelin.

The scene became extremely miserable. Many pirates, just escaping the fatal blow from the javelin, were pierced in the forehead by an out-of-control ice pick held by a companion beside them.

"Something's wrong, run away."

Someone finally reacted, started shouting hysterically, and ran away.

A total of two hundred pirates in the Qi Refining Stage, who didn't even look like natives, were dead and wounded, and three-quarters of them were killed and injured. There were only less than fifty pirates standing on the outside, trying their best to escape frantically. .

Even if they barely escaped the javelin attack, these pirates were injured one after another, and most of them were not injured by the javelin, but were blasted into this shape by the spells condensed in the hands of their dead companions.

It wasn't until they escaped back to the warship that these pirate monks breathed a sigh of relief, and their feet fell softly on the warship.

Xue Xingsheng's face was ashen as he looked at the less than fifty remaining pirates in the Qi Refining Stage who were trembling with fear and had completely lost their will to fight.

"More than 200 Qi-training monks were defeated by a group of natives, hahahaha."

Xue Xingsheng laughed in anger, raised his head and laughed three times, then punched the guardrail of the warship.

There was a loud bang and sawdust flew.

The foundation-building pirate monks standing behind him all had gloomy expressions.