King of the Fairy City

"How is it possible, how is it possible, that out of more than two hundred brothers, only fifty escaped?"

When did the natives of the East China Sea become so powerful?

You must know that the last time they came to loot this native island, they easily captured hundreds of natives and did not suffer much loss at all.

Sheng Feichen was silent, he saw everything that happened on Liuxian Island.

Obviously, this is not because the natives are powerful, but because there are mysterious monks supporting these natives. The Donghai monk behind the native had sinister intentions and vicious methods, which frightened him.

It was obvious that it could project within a range of two hundred feet, but it could only endure to fifty feet. It was only when a group of pirate monks gathered outside the village fence that the first round of projection began.

When these pirates retreated a hundred feet away, they deliberately stopped projecting and pretended that the range was within a hundred feet. In fact, they regrouped during this period and prepared to wait for the scattered pirates to regroup.

He felt vaguely uneasy at that time. Fortunately, the little leader was not stupid. He retreated another fifty feet before gathering his monks again and thought of a way to deal with the natives of the East China Sea by condensing spells without emitting them.

Unexpectedly, all this just hit this person's heart.

The second round of salvos once again dealt a painful blow to the pirates.

There were only less than forty or fifty monks who died in the second round of gunfire, and more pirate monks died in the hands of the spells they had condensed in advance.

The key is that this was all the natives exerting their power, and the mysterious monk didn't take any action at all.

"Lord Leader, I'm afraid we are no match for that person, so we should retreat in advance."

Sheng Feichen backed down for the first time.

In his decades of practice, only Ye Mo City Lord, whom he once loyal to, could give him the feeling of being unable to predict and unable to deal with it.

"Retreat? So many brothers have died, where do you want me to retreat to?"

Xue Xingsheng was filled with uncontrollable anger, his facial features were distorted, his face was ferocious, and he roared hysterically.

"Lord Leader, we have lost more than 150 brothers, but we don't even know what that person looked like. This person can train the natives on the island to look like this in such a short period of time. It is definitely not ordinary. generation.

Our core strength is still there, so that group of natives will definitely not dare to attack the warship. It is better to retain our strength and wait until enough men are recruited to deal with this group of natives."

Sheng Feichen sighed and persuaded hard.

"Fart, spread the word. The White Wolf Pirates are actually afraid of a group of natives. How can I gain a foothold in the pirate world in the future? Who else would be willing to defect to a pirate group that can't even defeat the natives of the East China Sea? Sheng Feichen , I used to be able to listen to you in everything, but if I was defeated by a group of natives, there would be no way out for me."

Sheng Feichen's earnest persuasion had no effect.

Xue Xingsheng wanted to kill the natives on Liuxian Island and save his face. This matter had become settled, and he had to rethink his subsequent plans.

It is definitely impossible to send Qi Refining Stage pirates to the island again. From now on, the only twelve remaining Foundation Establishment Stage pirate monks can be dispatched.

"Since the leader must take over this island, we must plan carefully and never act as recklessly as before. Our opponent is not a native, but the mysterious monk."

Sheng Feichen said helplessly.

"Yes, we must find a perfect plan to catch the East China Sea monk hiding on the island, and I will skin him and drink his blood."

Xue Xingsheng roared with a fierce look in his eyes.

On Liuxian Island, a burst of cheers erupted in the native village behind the Lingmu Fence.

The shirtless, muscular native man raised the javelin in his hand high and burst into tears.

At this time, Ye Mo was like a god in the minds of these native warriors.

They never thought that in just one month, their strength had undergone earth-shaking changes, and they easily defeated the invading pirate monks.

Most of them have experienced the tragic scene three months ago.

It was in that battle that more than three hundred native warriors were killed by the pirate monks as easily as they were slaughtering pigs and dogs.

They had no strength at all, and they were of no use in the face of the attacks of well-trained pirates.

Unexpectedly, a small spirit wood javelin caused the seemingly invincible pirate monks to be defeated like a mountain.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. In the open space a hundred feet away from the village, corpses were strewn across the field, and blood flowed across the field, dyeing the entire open space blood red.

Ye Mo smiled and nodded to everyone, but did not stop their carnival, but focused on the warship ahead.

He knew very well that although this pirate gang suffered heavy casualties, only some low-level monks in the Qi Refining Stage died, and the foundation was not damaged.

The pirate forces that can maneuver freely in the Blood Sea War Zone cannot be so easy to deal with.

The foundation-building monks hidden in the warship are the real elite of this pirate gang. He must always pay attention to the movements of the foundation-building pirate monks to avoid being attacked by them.

The foundation-building monks can control magic weapons and soar in the sky, which is definitely not something that a mere fourth-order spirit wood javelin can deal with. The real hard battle for this native is yet to come.

Fortunately, although they couldn't help but fall into carnival because of their first victory, they did not get carried away.

"The first round of attacks that defeated the pirates was not due to me, Ye Mo, but to the javelins in your hands."

Ye Mo saw the native warriors below gradually recovering, and saw a strong fighting spirit in them.

"We cannot take it lightly. The real battle has just begun. Now, everyone is arranged into ten square formations according to the previous team distribution, preparing to deal with the next round of attacks."

Even before the pirates attacked, Ye Mo had prepared two plans to deal with the enemy.

The first set of plans is naturally the previous javelin volley, used to deal with the pirate monks in the Qi Refining Stage who are relatively low in cultivation but have a large number of people in this pirate gang.

The second plan is to deal with the high-level pirate monks among this group of pirates who have reached the foundation building stage.

Ye Mo estimated that for a small pirate group with only one or two ships, the number of pirate monks in the foundation-building period should not be too many. Otherwise, the leader of this pirate gang would not send the monks in the Qi Refining Stage to test.

The opponent can completely rely on the terrifying strength of the foundation-building monks to crush the Donghai natives guarding the village.

Even so, Ye Mo still didn't dare to relax at all.

Although with his current strength, he can deal with more than a dozen ordinary foundation-building pirates without any difficulty.

However, after experiencing the last narrow escape and seeing the horror of the battle formation, Ye Mo no longer dared to underestimate any force.

"Xue Xingsheng, I don't know which fellow Taoist is on the island. Why is he helping the natives to deal with us Donghai monks? Can you show up and give me a reason that can convince me? If not, all the foundation-building brothers under me will definitely I will wash this village with blood.”

Over Liuxian Island, an aqua-blue figure flew over, floating thousands of feet above the village.

Ye Mo looked intently and saw a man wearing a light blue robe, holding a cup-like magic weapon, looking at the village with a gloomy expression.

"Water monk?"

Ye Mo didn't answer, but thought secretly in his heart.

This water monk who called himself Xue Xingsheng must be the leader of this pirate group. He killed most of his men, but he didn't expect to be able to negotiate with him calmly, which made him feel wary.

"Is it possible that this person is confident enough to kill me on his own? If not, what's the use of luring me out of the village?"

Ye Mo snorted coldly. As long as he was not a Golden Core cultivator, he believed that no one could keep him when he was fighting alone.

"Master Ye, be careful of fraud. Let's stay in the village and see what he is capable of." Ali glanced at Xue Xingsheng in the air and said to Ye Mo with a slight worry.

"It's okay. I'll go meet this person and see what tricks he can play. You must not leave the fence without my order. If there are foundation-building monks who try to sneak attack you from the air, each square will deal with one Foundation-building monks, try to hold them back until I come back to rescue them."

After Ye Mo gave an order, he waved his long sleeves and jumped into the air. The two flying swords beside him buzzed and followed closely, guarding him at a distance of about half a foot.

"I'm under Ye De"

Ye Mo stood still more than ten feet away from the other party, nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Ye was seriously injured earlier and was living on this island. Only with the help of his brothers on Meng Island was he able to save his life. Thanks to the grace of saving his life. , I should report to you from the spring, since your Excellency led the crowd to attack, Ye should have resisted vigorously. "

Xue Xingsheng was slightly moved when he saw that the person who appeared in front of him turned out to be an ordinary-looking young man who was less than twenty years old.

"It was you who helped these natives build the spiritual wood fence and arrow tower, and shot hundreds of my brothers."

Xue Xingsheng saw that at such a young age, Xue Xingsheng's cultivation had reached the seventh level of the late Foundation Establishment, which was comparable to his cultivation.

"Who are you and why do you know how to build a city defense? Moreover, whether it is the location of the fence or the height of the arrow tower, it all coincides with the city defense method of the Immortal Alliance."

Ye Mo frowned and felt slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the other party could see the ingenuity of his city defense layout.

The spirit wood fence is in the shape of a semicircle to protect the native village. It is neither far nor near, and the range is reasonable. It matches the height of the arrow tower, allowing the native warriors on the tower to easily see the pirate monks outside the fence. It is very comfortable, and the angle at which the javelin is thrown is also extremely comfortable, without any blind spots.

This is the standard fairy village city defense. If you are not a monk from fairy village, it will be difficult to reach this level.

"You are not qualified to know Ye's identity. Since you know that Ye is by no means an ordinary person, it is better to leave earlier. You will not succeed in this native village with Ye here."

Ye Mo said lightly. He separated his consciousness and noticed the twelve foundation-building monks waiting in formation in the warship.

These monks, all exuding green mana light groups, turned out to be twelve wood monks.

"I didn't expect that such a small pirate gang would also be equipped with battle formation monks."

"Hahaha, kill my brother Bai Lai. Do you think I will let you go so easily? I was worried that you would hide in the village and refuse to come out. Then I would have to search hard for you. I didn't expect you to show up on your own. "Cast into a trap"

Xue Xingsheng's face suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "After we get rid of you, we can deal with the rabble below. It won't be that troublesome."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Xingsheng waved his hand, and the cup-shaped magic weapon in his hand glowed with bursts of white light. It started to spin, swelled in the wind, and instantly transformed into a magic cup with a diameter of three feet wide.

Driven by Xue Xingsheng, the handleless giant cup flew over Ye Mo, with the bottom of the cup facing downwards.

"Hmph, kid, it's your good fortune to die under my Dinghai Immortal Cup."