King of the Fairy City

"Come on! Charge them all to me!"

Zheng Yiqing drove all his subordinates and prisoners towards the cave camp with a fierce look. His voice was trembling, and only the last bit of confidence was still supporting him - that is, he had a large number of people on his side, with more than forty people. A famous warrior, if there are too many ants to kill the elephant, he may have a chance to make a comeback.

But no matter how fiercely Zheng Yiqing roared, the other warriors looked fearful and did not dare to move forward.

"No!"

"The shining golden sword in his hand is clearly not an ordinary weapon. It is probably an immortal weapon. It cuts iron like clay! How can we fight with the wooden spears and wooden shields in our hands?!"

The warriors were all shocked and frightened!

Even He An, the most powerful martial artist in the Zheng Kingdom, could not catch even one of Ye Mo's moves and vomited blood and was defeated. How could they dare to easily try the power of the "magic weapon" in Ye Mo's hands.

Ye Mo stood alone at the gap in the camp fence, holding a dazzling golden spirit sword and looking coldly at Zheng Yiqing's warriors.

He wanted to see who dared to attack the camp.

Under Zheng Yiqing's fierce pressure, four or five warriors who were not afraid of death finally rushed to the front. They looked at each other for a few times with luck in mind, brandished their swords and spears with their spiritual wood shields, shouted "Kill!" Ye Mo rushed over.

"Uzumaki Slash!"

Ye Mo rushed into the crowd, turned around and swung the Golden Spirit Sword, and a mass-killing vortex slash shot out in all directions around him. Within one foot, it was completely enveloped in his golden sword energy.

"Pfft~!"

Three hundred kilograms of violent violence, under the indestructible golden spirit sword, the weapons in the hands of the four warriors were broken, the swords were cracked, the spirit wood shields were shattered, pieces of wood splattered, blood splashed, and screams came one after another.

"Ah, my arm is broken, help me!" "Someone help me stop the bleeding, my intestines fell out!"

Four or five warriors lost their limbs and arms in an instant, rolled to the ground, and screamed miserably.

Domineering and crushing, with one move, he is irresistible!

Even though the warriors on Zheng Yiqing's side were outnumbered, Ye Mo, as a master at the ninth level of the body refining stage, had a powerful magical weapon in his hand, and his sword moves had reached "the pinnacle, turning decay into magic".

Whether it was a one-on-one fight or a one-to-many group killing, Ye Mo was so powerful that it frightened the warriors in their group.

"This battle is unwinnable!"

"Run for your life!"

The warriors outside the camp completely collapsed. Their last confidence, strength in numbers, completely collapsed in the face of Ye Mo's incomparable strength.

Ye Mo, who possesses magical weapons and immortal weapons, is so powerful that even if they are outnumbered, he can sweep everything away.

"No! How could this happen~! It's over, it's completely over!"

Zheng Yiqing's face was ashen. When he saw Ye Mo striding towards him, his eyes were full of panic and he kept backing up.

He has forgotten the purpose of coming here, and has only one thought in his mind - escape! Escape to the sea and save your life.

Intense fear invaded his body.

Zheng Yiqing couldn't bear it any longer, screamed, turned around and ran away madly into the depths of the jungle.

"Let's go!"

"We can't beat him. Rescue He An quickly and protect the little Marquis to escape immediately. We can still escape to the sea. We still have hope!"

Master Hou shouted urgently, calling on everyone to follow Zheng Yiqing and escape.

Zheng Yiqing's cronies were so distraught that they abandoned their guns and shields and fled into the jungle with Zheng Yiqing. Under the protection of the lean warrior, the bearded man carried He An, who was vomiting blood and couldn't bear it, on his back and ran away desperately.

Ye Mo chased them five or six miles away in one breath. When he saw Zheng Yiqing and his gang running further and further away in the dense jungle, with no trace in sight, he had to give up.

..

"Quick! Push the spirit raft into the sea!" "Don't let the God of Death catch up!"

Zheng Yiqing and a group of seven or eight warriors fled to a secret beach on the island, where a large spiritual raft, a large amount of dry food and water bags were placed.

Before attacking Ye Mo, they had already relied on many captured warriors to build a large spiritual wood raft that could accommodate more than ten people, and stocked up enough dry food for ten people to eat for several months.

It's just that Zheng Yiqing wanted to seek revenge on Ye Mo, so he didn't leave the island.

All the warriors worked together to push a large spiritual wood raft into the sea water, and then hurriedly carried all the dry food and water to the large spiritual wood raft.

Everyone rowed the wooden oars desperately, and the large spiritual raft left the island and headed towards the vast sea.

Several miles away from the island, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Ye Mo had magical weapons, it would be impossible to chase him to the sea. They finally saved a life.

Zheng Yiqing looked around the raft and sat blankly, feeling miserable in his heart.

When he went to attack Ye Mo, he brought more than forty warriors with him. His morale was high and he thought he would win without a doubt. Now that he was defeated and fled to the sea, there were only seven or eight of his close associates left on the Great Spirit raft, and each of them had varying degrees of injuries, and every one of them was dejected.

He An's whole body was soaked in blood, and he kept coughing up blood. It fell on the raft along with the brocade clothes, and fell into the sea drop by drop, gradually spreading.

"He An, how are you?"

Butler Cao supported He An, looking anxious.

"I was hit hard on the chest and suffered some internal injuries! Fortunately, there is a heart-protecting mirror on the inner armor of my chest, which blocked the sword. Otherwise, I would have been killed on the spot! The congestion on my chest will be coughed up. I will recover for half a month. It should be It’s no big deal.”

He An lost too much blood, looked pale, and shook his head weakly.

Zheng Yiqing had no intention of caring about He An. He was so lost that he had no trace of him at all.

"Young Master, there is no need to be discouraged. After we find the fairy village of Lingdao and practice the magic of the immortal, it will not be too late to deal with Ye Mo. The East China Sea is vast and dangerous. They don't have a sea map, even if they use the best on the island The large ship made of spirit wood cannot find the location of Xiancun! It will either be eaten by sea monsters or even sea monsters on this isolated island, or it will become bait in the vast East Sea."

Master Hou saw Zheng Yiqing frustrated and quickly comforted him.

"Not bad! I have a chart in my hand, and I still have hope."

"Ye! Just wait for me. After I embark on the immortal path and develop supreme magical powers, I will come back to pull you out of this broken island and cut you into pieces, leaving you unable to survive. Please I can't die. Let you know what a big mistake it is to go against this prince!"

Zheng Yiqing woke up immediately and glanced at Master Hou in surprise. He looked at the jungle and mountains of the island with resentful eyes, his expression was ferocious and twisted, and he gritted his teeth.

"Sooner or later we must avenge our dead brothers!"

The warriors on the raft were dejected, their morale slightly lifted, and they spoke angrily.

A large spiritual raft rows towards the vast East China Sea.

..

After chasing for a while, Ye Mo gave up the pursuit and returned to the cave camp.

This island is too big, dozens of miles in diameter, and densely jungled. Zheng Yiqing and his seven or eight warriors hid in the dense forest but could not find them at all. It would be dangerous if he fell into a trap and ambush.

Ye Mo returned to the camp.

More than thirty prisoners had already surrendered to Gao Jian, Mo Ling, Wang Hu and others in the camp and put down all their weapons.

They did not follow Zheng Yiqing to escape.

The situation on this island is already very clear. Ye Mo's own strength has reached the peak of a warrior, and with the magical weapon in his hand, he has the strength to sweep all warriors.

Even a peerless master like He An from Zheng Yiqing's side was no match for Ye Mo.

If they followed Zheng Yiqing to escape, they would have no future at all. Zheng Yiqing would not want them to be useless burdens.

After Gao Jian and others confiscated their weapons, the prisoners gathered and settled in an open space outside the camp, waiting for Ye Mo to come back to "dispose" them. After all, they were also considered prisoners of war after the defeat.

"Zheng Yiqing has escaped. You were coerced by him to attack the camp. I won't punish you! You are free again. The sea monster tide at the end of the month will come soon. If you are willing to stay here, just stay and build the camp with us. , If you don’t want to stay, you can find your own way out, and I won’t force you to do so!”

Ye Mo came to the open space and said to the prisoners.

The captives looked at each other, not expecting Ye Mo to let them go like this.

There are ferocious sea beasts appearing on this island at any time. They lack high-grade weapons that are tough enough, and their weapons have long been confiscated by Zheng Yiqing and his group. They have no way to go on the island, so they stay here to wait for disposal.

If there were other ways, none of them would be willing to be prisoners.

Everyone whispered.

"I want to stay!"

The poison master Lin Zhi had already walked out from among the prisoners.

"Okay! Count you in!"

Ye Mo naturally recognized the poison master, and it was thanks to the poison master's "Ghost Seeing Sorrow" that he was able to kill the young demon crab and poison He An. Seeing the Poison Master stand up, he smiled and nodded.

"Send in!"

"I'll surrender too!"

Lin Zhi's subordinates saw that their boss had surrendered, and they also stepped forward one after another.

Soon, all the captives chose to join the cave camp. No one wants to leave.

More and more sea animals appear on the island at night, which is a huge threat.

The strongest wave of sea monsters will land on the island in less than eight or nine days.

If there is not a camp with sufficient defense and a large number of powerful warrior companions, all that will be waiting for them is the bloody mouth of the sea beast and no bones left.

This short period of eight or nine days was simply not enough for them to make three to four large spirit wood rafts, as well as enough dry food for them to eat for several months.

Moreover, Ye Mo's impression on the warriors was much better than Zheng Yiqing's.

Joining Ye Mo's camp to work for him, the warriors showed little resistance except for a little bit of psychological discomfort. By joining Ye Mo's camp, they will benefit more.

Ye Mo was satisfied with this.

The more warriors there are in the cave camp, the stronger they are, and the more capable they are of resisting the tide of sea beasts.

Now that Zheng Yiqing has escaped, the overall situation on the island has been decided. The most important thing is to concentrate on dealing with the coming sea beasts.

"Since you are all willing to join my camp, you must obey orders. This is my only request to you! If anyone acts without permission and brings disastrous consequences to the camp, I will not spare him!"

Ye Mo looked at the warriors and said.

He looked at everyone, but no one dared to meet his gaze.

The warriors were silent.

They had just escaped from the captivity of Zheng Yiqing, and now they were commanded by another warrior, which was somewhat difficult for them to accept.

The origins of warriors are very complicated, and most of them are very unruly. If they are not forced to do so, no one is willing to become someone else's vassal easily. Ye Mo is too powerful and they don't have the guts to oppose him.

Especially some warrior leaders were even more unhappy.

But no one stood up to object, and no one was willing to touch Ye Mo's troubles.

Ye Mo watched the changes in the expressions of the warriors and sneered in his heart, guessing that they were unwilling.

"Since you have nothing to say, I will treat you as tacitly obeying the order. I also promise you that after resisting the tide of sea beasts, I will take you to build a raft and go to sea to find immortals!"

Ye Mo said.

"Going to sea to find immortals?"

"Do you have a chart of the route to Fairy Village?"

"Didn't Zheng Yiqing say that he is the only one who holds the only copy of the nautical chart?"

All the warriors were stunned and surprised.

"That's right! Since I have the Golden Spirit Sword in my hand, why can't I have a sea map?! Zheng Yiqing has it, and so do I! If it weren't for the lack of a raft and not enough dry food, I would have taken the raft to the sea long ago!"

Ye Mo smiled.

"We are willing to follow Brother Ye!"

"I do too!"

All the warriors were overjoyed and worshiped him willingly. As long as they can continue to search for immortals in the East China Sea, there is nothing wrong with Ye Mo being their boss.