The ocean surface was constantly stirred up by strange waves,
The waves are rough.
It seems like there are dragons fighting at the bottom of the sea, causing wind and rain.
Twenty miles from the coast.
Around the big ship where Zhu Bishi was, there were already dozens of ships of different sizes, parked far away, floating on the sea, waiting for the battle to begin.
On every ship, there is a powerful martial arts aura released, which stabilizes the ship on the stormy ocean to prevent it from being overturned by the wind and waves.
At this time, divine light floated.
A small white boat, moving steadily through the wind and waves, slowly entered the viewing area.
The small boat was three meters long and two meters wide. Within a radius of ten meters, wherever it passed, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the waves disappeared, as if it was a world of its own. It was extremely weird.
Standing at the bow of the ship was a gorgeous woman in a white dress.
The long white dress is unstained and stretches to the floor. Her skin is like gelatin, which can be broken by blows, and her skin is as radiant as snow. Her long black hair is held together with a golden hairband, and a golden soft belt is tied around her waist, which tightens the originally loose robe.
The sash highlights the soft and graceful figure of a woman, with towering peaks, slender legs, and perfect waist and hip curves.
She stood on the bow of the ship, her eyes were deep and smart, her facial features were beautiful and exquisite, and she had a noble and sacred temperament, as if she was a mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens who was left behind in the world.
To the right and slightly behind, stood a tall and straight-looking young man.
The boy looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his shoulders are broad and his waist is narrow. He is tall and tall, half a head taller than the woman. His face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like dots of lacquer, his sword-shaped eyebrows slant into his temples, his nose is straight and his mouth is upright.
The simple and plain blue student robe, worn on him, looked like the robe of the Immortal King.
He is handsome, unparalleled and unmatched.
When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but win over it.
Even if he is a successful martial arts master and is in a perfect state of mind, his eyes can't help but light up at this moment, and he suddenly feels astonished that "in this troubled world, there is such a pair of gods and gods."
This man and woman are naturally Chief Priest Qin and Lin Beichen.
Concerned about his master's safety, Lin Beichen finally persuaded Chief Priest Qin, and the two of them sailed over together to cheer for Ding Sanshi in raiding the formation.
Zhu Bishi noticed the arrival of the two people at the first moment.
The two men appeared together, and Ding Sanshi's position was self-evident.
"It seems that I can't hold back today."
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
On the boat.
"Watch the battle today, don't make any move."
Chief Qin offered sacrifices.
Lin Beichen nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and said: "I know, Sister Qin, you have said it many times, I will never do anything random..."
As he spoke, his eyes rolled around and he looked around. Finally, he saw that on several large ships, there were professionals carrying [clairvoyance] lenses, debugging the Xuanwen formation, obviously to deal with this.
The Grand Master battle, which shocked most of the North Sea Empire, was broadcast live.
That's reassuring.
The time for a cup of tea flies by in a blink of an eye.
The time of decisive battle is approaching.
Ding Sanshi hasn't appeared yet.
On the surrounding boats, the people waiting had a look of surprise in their eyes.
"Why aren't you here yet?"
"You're not afraid, are you?"
"What delayed you?"
There were discussions on boats of all sizes.
On the big ship in the middle of the sea, Zhu Bishi jumped up, flew into the air, crossed a distance of fifty meters, and landed steadily on the sea. He was riding on the waves under his feet, and his profound energy was flowing, just like the legendary sea clan.
A water column slowly flew up, like a fairy platform, lifting him above the sea.
"Ding Lei, the time has come, show up and die!"
Zhu Bishi spoke.
Its sound is like thunder.
The sound waves broke through the air, dispersing the red sky and rainwater within hundreds of meters in front and turning them into mist, sweeping towards the port, like a mist water dragon, which was spectacular.
"What a strong profound energy cultivation."
"Terrible, worthy of being the first of the four great sword slaves."
The onlookers on the surrounding ships, large and small, could not help but change their expressions.
Just this sound shows the power.
Once the expert takes action, there is nothing.
"Why hasn't Master come yet?"
Lin Beichen became a little anxious when he saw this pig being so arrogant.
Master, this old man couldn't have gone into seclusion and died in seclusion, right?
at this time--
call out!
A white sword light hundreds of meters long broke through the sky from the direction of the harbor.
"The time has just come, are you in a hurry to die?"
Ding Sanshi's voice was like rolling thunder, roaring from the direction of the port.
That 100-meter sword light seemed to be a slash that split the sky, splitting the water mist dragon roared by Zhu Bishi directly from it. The remaining force was endless, and it actually spanned a distance of dozens of miles, splitting the waves, forming a jaw-dropping line.
Sword marks, go straight to the Zhubishi!
A look of shock suddenly appeared in Zhu Bishi's eyes.
He directly reached out and drew his sword.
The long sword is in hand, and the sword thrust out.
boom!
The sword light collided on the sea, making a deafening roar.
The terrifying force caused the water surface at the center of the impact to sink three to four meters in the countryside for an instant, and then exploded violently. The water columns exploded dozens of meters like a dragon out of the sea!
The sky is filled with mist.
Wait until the waves settle.
But twenty meters away from Zhubishi, a water column with a diameter of four meters floated ten meters high like a complete fountain. On top of it, Ding Sanshi, holding the "Sword of Virtue", stood majestically. His thin body was like a majestic ancient sacred mountain.
Generally speaking, it seems like it is going to pierce the sky!
There were so many martial arts masters around, but they didn't even see him show up.
It was as if he was riding the light of a sword.
"Yes, this is the style of the Baiyun City Sword Immortal who used to have a superb sword."
Zhu Bishi's eyes were burning with fighting intent, and his eyes glowed with purple light, like two burning purple sacred stones.
Within ten meters of its body, the purple mysterious energy is like a cosmic nebula that is slowly opening up. Purple lightning is faintly flowing within it. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can feel that there is something in that area.
The terrifying power of destruction.
"Only you like this are barely qualified to die under my [Purple Lightning Divine Sword]."
Zhu Bishi's beard and hair were flying, his posture was extremely free and unrestrained, and he used his backhand to explore the void.
A purple, simple ancient sword appeared in his hand in a flash of light.
The blade of the sword is light purple, its texture is like stone, and it has a rock-like texture. The blade is not very sharp, giving people a heavy and gloomy feeling.
This is the [Purple Lightning Divine Sword] that is famous in Qiancao Province.
Zhu Bishi's title also comes from the sword.
"It is useless to argue with each other, but the sword has its own differences."
Ding Sanshi smiled brightly. His temperament, which was not very ordinary at first, seemed to have been sublimated, and threads of immortal energy flowed out.
His whole body was filled with energy.
The mysterious energy is pale white, like white clouds.
Cloud-like profound energy slowly circulated, creating shadows of auspicious clouds of varying shades, floating around his body, making him look like a giant in the clouds.
The sword of virtue in his hand also exploded with spiritual energy. It flew directly into the air and was hidden behind him. It vibrated slightly and slowly floated up. A silver sword tip emerged from the back of his head, blooming with brilliance, like a star, shining on Yin Ding.
Three stone figure!
People are in the clouds.
The sword is hidden behind.
It's like a white cloud sword fairy between heaven and earth.
The strong men around him couldn't help but feel trembling when they looked at it.
Some people have heard of the fame of the former swordsman Ding Lei, while others have not.
But at this moment, all the spectators realized that the upcoming decisive battle would definitely be more exciting than they had imagined before.
The [Purple Lightning Divine Sword], the leader of the four sword slaves, is probably about to face a tough battle.
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Thank you for not being a deer at this foot, a pig for encouraging Dou Dou, a sword alliance for laughing, and sending a message to the mountains and rivers, so you all greatly support me.