Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh hunting sea clan
"Be careful. The human race is cunning and good at setting traps. Don't capsize in the gutter." Bifeng, who was at the front, said seriously.
"Yes, Captain."
However, what these sea tribesmen didn't know was that not far in front of their patrol route, a completely transparent figure lurked in the sea water, silently waiting for their arrival.
After a while, Bifeng and others arrived at the sea where the figure was. Every sea tribe was alert and did not dare to be careless. This was already the edge of the war zone. Although few tribes dared to go deep, it was not completely absent.
The figure hidden under the water slowly raised his hand and formed several mysterious seals, and the blue light condensed into an ancient text.
The next moment, he suddenly slapped his palm towards the water surface. The sea surface within a radius of tens of meters stirred up, and a circular water wall instantly rose up. Before the sea tribe could react, the water wall closed into an upside down.
of hemispherical shape.
When the sea tribesmen saw this scene, they did not panic at all, and some even showed disdain and mocking smiles.
Everyone in the Sea Tribe practices water-based spiritual arts. No one in this world knows how to use the power of water better than they do. It is extremely stupid to imprison them in a water-based prison.
Bifeng glanced left and right, and after confirming that those water walls had no substantial attack power, he felt relieved.
"Your Excellency, since we are already in prison, it's time for you to show up."
As soon as he finished speaking, a translucent figure walked out of the water wall, as if it was completely condensed by sea water, with a faint blue aura flowing around his body.
"You are really brave about water-attributed spiritual techniques. Didn't you know that our sea clan's ability to control water-attributes in the mysterious spiritual world is unparalleled? You actually dare to go deep into this place in this way."
Bifeng looked at the transparent figure, a sarcastic look flashed across his face.
He suddenly waved his hand, and he didn't know when he had completed a spiritual technique. Hundreds of water spikes suddenly appeared in the surrounding space, shooting towards the figure.
The rest of the sea tribe looked at this scene with indifferent expressions and had no intention of taking action. In their opinion, since Captain Bifeng took action, the human race was already dead.
Unfortunately, things did not go as they expected. The transparent figure collapsed into a pool of sea water and disappeared before Bifeng's eyes.
Bifeng looked alert, stamped his foot, and a circle of blue light spread out, sensing the location of the figure. But he found nothing, and the human race seemed to have really disappeared.
He raised his hand to make a seal, waved it in the air, and a huge blue blade of tens of meters struck towards the water wall. The water wall broke at a touch, like fragile window paper.
At this moment, a cold voice came into each of their ears.
"rise."
Before they could react, countless thick black fog surged out from under the sea, instantly covering all the sea people. Falling into those thick fogs, the five senses and six senses of the sea people were completely weakened, and Bifeng crouched
Lower your body, press one hand on the water, and release the power of perception with all your strength.
Coldness, nothingness, and violence, these three feelings rushed into his brain in an instant, making his body tremble and almost unbearable. He jumped up from the water and instantly released a blue light shield for defense.
But it was too late. Just when the light mask appeared, a thin golden light passed through his neck, but he had not noticed it at all before.
"laugh......"
Blood spurted out from the headless corpse, and a huge head hit the water, causing white waves.
The thick black fog had dissipated at some point, and the transparent figure stood among the six completely withered corpses of the sea tribe, revealing its true appearance.
It turned out to be Han Yi.
"Sure enough, once someone from the Sea Clan gets close, they have almost no ability to resist." The golden long sword floated beside him, making a low sound, as if he was extremely excited.
After three months of fighting with the Hai Clan, Han Yi had a basic understanding of their fighting patterns. Although spiritual arts are powerful, if you are not very knowledgeable, it will take a while to form seals and cast them.
Moreover, the bodies of sea people are very fragile, and blue-level sea people are only several times stronger than ordinary humans. If it is a close combat, human monks in the spiritual master stage can also kill them.
After understanding this, Han Yi began to set up ambushes on the battlefield instead of fighting head-on. With his current speed and physical strength, even the aloof and powerful Crimson-level Sea Tribe would not be able to fight him once he got close.
The body is also bound to die.
Of course, many of the powerful spiritual arts of the Crimson-level sea clan can be instantaneous, so it is impossible to give Han Yi a chance to get close.
Han Yi took off a space ring from the finger of the blue-level sea clan, then put away the head of the sea clan, and looked around. A layer of blue light covered his whole body, and he once again turned into a transparent figure and merged into the water.
under.
After a while, two patrol teams arrived after sensing the movement, but they only saw the six headless corpses.
The faces of the two blue-level sea clansmen were gloomy. In recent times, their sea clan patrols have been attacked more and more. There are very few human monks who can fight on the sea, and there are only a handful of people who can go deep into the battlefield.
number.
"That bastard did it again." The younger blue-level sea tribe's eyes were full of anger, and the water under his feet instantly formed blue ice.
"One slash, swallowing the essence of blood, should be someone from the Demon Sect."
"Well, only the people of the Demon Sect can attack so silently, leaving us, the Sea Tribe, no time to even release our spiritual arts."
The middle-aged Haizu squatted down and groped for the dead Bifeng, and found a blue crystal token from his arms. On the front was a strange conch pattern, and on the back was the word "Feng" engraved.
"It turned out to be Bifeng, and even he was killed instantly." The young Hai Clan suddenly exclaimed in shock when he saw the token.
"It's time to report this matter to the superiors. Recently, many tribesmen have become a little scared because of him. A small spiritual general monk should not destabilize the morale of our Bihai tribe." The middle-aged Hai tribe's face was cold, and he put a hand on his face.
On the sea surface, the blue light spread instantly. In an instant, he had sensed a radius of several thousand meters, but found nothing.
"Well, we need to be extra careful during this period. The number of patrol teams will be doubled again."
"Let's inform the others first. No matter what abnormality you see, send a signal to the nearby tribesmen as soon as possible." The middle-aged Hai tribe stood up and said.
...
Han Yi, who sneaked away from the bottom of the sea, did not return to Tianxia City, but went all the way to the Monster Mountain Range without stopping.
He rushed out from the bottom of the sea, rushed into the forest, and gathered all his breath. A quarter of an hour later, he rushed out of the forest and entered a cave.
A small beast in the cave opened its eyes, and purple light flashed past.
"You're back." Han Yi appeared in the cave of the cave. Xiao You jumped from the stone bed and appeared on the stone table, "How have you gained these days?"
"The Sea Clan is becoming more and more vigilant. Just after killing a patrol team, I was discovered." Han Yi waved his hand, and dozens of huge heads appeared in the cave and rolled into the corner.
After looking carefully, I discovered that the corner was a natural pit tens of meters in size, and now it was filled with heads. The lips of those heads were blue and purple, and the scales on their faces were covered with a thin layer of white frost.
The dozens of heads that Han Yi had just thrown over oozed red blood and quickly froze into ice crystals.