Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

The crew looked around vigilantly, fearing that this or that situation would happen. In fact, they were really afraid of such a situation.

The crewman at the helm tried his best to widen his eyes, looking at the front of the ship, there were some faint silhouettes under the mist, but he still didn't react because he was a little dull.

Just like a huge white object suddenly appeared, the sudden fear hit Jiang Mingwen instantly, and then spread to the whole body.

"Bingshan!" Jiang Mingwen said with a trembling voice.

People who go to sea, and boats that go to sea, fear nothing more than three things.

Storms, rocks, and... icebergs.

Jiang Mingwen was a little flustered and frightened. This sudden and overwhelming white terror was the ultimate source of fear in people's hearts.

But after all, he is the head of Chu's company. His years of experience in sailing made him calmer than other crew members, and he was naturally more experienced in handling things.

"Turn the rudder! Don't turn to death, slow down the ship!" Jiang Mingwen gave orders one after another.

"Brother! It's already the slowest ship speed!" The nervous crew member said hastily.

Jiang Mingwen stared closely at the ship's side, looking at the iceberg that was getting closer and closer, and could even see the small ice holes and scattered ice cubes on the iceberg.

Li Ming obviously has never experienced this kind of thing, especially the iceberg, she has never seen it before, when this huge monster suddenly appeared not far from the side of the ship, from the hazy figure in the fog to the majestic white, she was shocked. My heart trembled.

Chapter 805 Intimate Actions

Tightly grasping Tie Xinheng's arm, Li Ming closed his eyes in an attempt to relieve the psychological impact of the huge monster.

Ordinary people on board naturally accounted for the majority. Li Ming panicked, so the passengers also began to panic. They ran around, hoping to avoid the iceberg. Someone yelled at the crew in the cabin, hoping they could come up with a good solution.

These are of course futile, what should be hit is always going to be hit.

So these people stared blankly at the ship's side slowly bumping into the huge white iceberg.

"I don't want to swim there." Tie Xinheng said calmly, still looking at the hazy scenery through the thick fog outside the boat.

The black lotus was shining with a strange light, floating in mid-air and turning slowly, obviously Lin Bixin didn't mean to meddle in her own business.

Zhishui, dressed in a large black robe, also sat there quietly cross-legged, with the same attitude as Lin Bixin.

Maybe they hope that a few other practitioners on board can help the ship get through this damned iceberg, but obviously if they think so, then the decision is wrong.

These cultivators obviously do not belong to the same sect. One of the handsome young men with a long sword behind his back is naturally a disciple of Shushan, but Lin Bixin has not returned for many years, so he is not worried that the other party will recognize him as a senior.

But the person with a cold aura, but not evil, with black and half-colored long hair covering his face is naturally a disciple of Shura Difu.

The only girl among these few, it is undeniable that although she is very ordinary, she is very good-looking. She belongs to the kind of girl who is getting more and more beautiful. She is dressed in a multicolored summer dress. This magic weapon is unique to Diexianggu. The magic weapon is familiar to the world, and Tie Xinheng is naturally more familiar.

As for the little bald monk at the end, needless to say, he is naturally a high-ranking disciple of Tianyin Temple in the cultivation world. Tianyin Temple, as a branch of Shaolin Temple in the secular world, is naturally powerful.

Although these people are not panicked, they can also see the fear in their eyes, yes, it is fear, which is the fear of the behemoth formed by natural forces.

As for those high-ranking people, they still look like they have nothing to do with themselves.

In the end, sitting in the corner and stopping the water, he still sighed, thinking that it was in a flash, but time passed for a while at this moment, and the ship's side was only a little closer to the iceberg.

Zhi Shui in the black robe didn't make any other movements, just pinched a strange seal with his hand and stood it on his chest, and said softly: "Break!"

Time seemed to stand still, and then, countless cracks spread across the iceberg in an instant.

In response to a loud noise like porcelain falling to the ground, the iceberg turned into countless ice cubes and scattered into the sea.

However, it was unavoidable that some large ice cubes still fell on the deck of the ship, so the passengers screamed and gathered to one side of the cabin, while the young disciples of various sects stared blankly. An iceberg that crumbles and ceases to exist.

"Is this the strength of a spectator?" Jiang Mingwen was also stunned. From his angle, he could see Zhishui's small movements, so he was stunned.

As for the other two who didn't make a move, Jiang Mingwen completely concluded that they belonged to the mentality of having nothing to do with themselves and didn't bother to make a move.

Of course, while admiring the strength of the disciples passed down by the apologist of the Demon Cult, he also noticed the girl next to the man in white. It was the girl who attracted the rudeness of the two boat passengers that made Fenghan's ten members appear. Now the little girl is burying her head tightly in Tie Xinheng's arms. This kind of intimate action makes him a little dumbfounded.

Chapter 806 Don't Get Happy Too Soon

Because the beautiful portrait of the woman was on the last page of the portrait of the man in white, he remembered it clearly... Patting Li Ming on the shoulder, Tie Xinheng smiled lightly and said, "It's all right."

"Huh... Huh?" Li Ming opened his closed big eyes, looked left and right, and asked strangely, "Where is the iceberg just now? Why is it gone?"

"You seem to be very disappointed." Tie Xinheng seemed a little tired, gently pushed her hand away, and said leaning against the bulkhead.

Li Ming wrinkled his little nose and said angrily, "I'm already very scared!"

Tie Xinheng smiled, closed his eyes and did not speak again.

Except for Tie Xinheng, the three senior masters in the cultivation world, those disciples from various sects were still staring blankly ahead.

The scene just now may not be felt by most ordinary boat passengers, but as practitioners, they can clearly feel the irregular flow of the aura of the day.

Any one of them can break such an iceberg, so there is nothing surprising about breaking the iceberg.

However, when the hull of the ship is so close to the iceberg, it is not something ordinary cultivators can do to quickly crush the iceberg. The casting time is an equivalent relationship, but obviously, except for Tie Xinheng, almost no one in the comprehension world can smash the iceberg with such an abnormal casting speed.

Then the question became very clear, Tie Xinheng didn't do anything, so why did Zhishui crush the iceberg in an instant?

The longer the practice, the higher the level of cultivation, the deeper the mana reserves, and as time goes by, the accuracy of controlling the aura of heaven and earth will become higher and higher.

At the moment when the iceberg was smashed, several cultivators who were still disciples obviously felt that the aura of heaven and earth flowed irregularly and violently as if blown by a hurricane, and then gathered into the iceberg. The coercion combined inside and outside to crush the iceberg.

This kind of statement is very easy in theory, but in fact, it is only a few people in the cultivation world who can gather the aura of heaven and earth into the iceberg in less than a second and then release the pressure of mana to crush it. get.

So these disciples also wisely announced that it must be one of the three masters.