King of the Fairy City

Gao Jian's iron sword was surrounded by cold air, and a cold light shot out, slashing towards the Tu Nu Guards, unstoppable.

He and Huang Yi cooperated well, bearing the pressure of the three Tu Nu Guards, and there was no sign of defeat.

On the contrary, Mo Ling, Li Ruofeng, and Wu Niu were fighting against the other two Tu Nu Guards, and they were still a little overwhelmed, showing signs of possible collapse.

Mo Ling, Li Ruofeng, and Wu Niu had only recently broken through to the late stage of warriors, and their cultivation was much behind that of the Tu Nu Guards. Wu Niu was a civilian warrior, and his martial arts skills were not good, so his combat effectiveness was weak.

The most important thing was that the three of them had almost no experience in fighting together, and could only barely parry the extremely tacit attack of the two Tu Nu Guards, passively defending blindly, and could not launch an effective counterattack at all.

"What is the captain thinking? Is there something wrong with this man in white?"

The charming woman saw Feng Xiongchang looking at Gao Jian with a cold expression, and was a little confused.

"The leader of this group of captives, the swordsman in white, is slightly stronger, a peak warrior of the ninth level of the body refining stage. The others are at most the seventh or eighth level of the body refining stage, and are not to be feared at all."

"Our unfathomable ship owner has not yet made a move. If he does, this group of captives will not be able to defeat him in one move!"

The old man with yellow teeth grinned.

The three Tu Nu guards joined forces to attack Gao Jian and Huang Yi.

Shua!

The sword energy came out of the body! The white light flew out!

Ding!

Ding!

The sword energy collided with each other, making a few crisp sounds, and then disappeared one after another.

In the flash of lightning and sword shadows, they fought fiercely, and they didn't know how many times they had fought.

"Ice Phantom Sword!"

Suddenly, a stream of extremely cold true energy surged out of the iron sword in Gao Jian's hand.

The Tu Nu guard looked at the iron sword that was slashing towards him at a high speed, and was about to swing the sword to meet it, but was shocked to find that Gao Jian's iron sword was condensed with ice, shining with an icy light.

This cold light transformed into a series of phantoms... dozens of sword shadows that were unpredictable, and kept changing positions. The overwhelming sword energy reflected in the rapidly shrinking pupils of the Tu Nuwei.

The Tu Nuwei hurriedly waved the long sword in his hand and danced it forward. He couldn't find the real sword of Gao Jian at all.

The other two Tu Nuwei were attacking Huang Yi fiercely, but unexpectedly heard their companions' cries for help. They felt something was wrong and hurried back to help.

"Waste!"

Feng Xiongchang's face changed.

On the deck battlefield, the pirates had already taken the advantage, but the three Tu Nuwei suddenly changed and were forced into a dead end by Gao Jian.

He drew out the Golden Spirit Sword, slapped the chair suddenly, jumped up, and flew towards Gao Jian like an eagle spreading its wings.

He knew that if he didn't take action again, the Tu Nuwei would suffer casualties.

This was definitely not the result he wanted to see.

The five Tu Nuwei were his most loyal servants, and he spent several years training them carefully. If you get injured or even die in such a must-win situation, it would be too unprofitable.

"No, Captain Feng has taken action, Gao Jian come back!"

Mo Ling was fighting with a native slave guard. When he saw Feng Xiongchang suddenly jump up from his seat and rush towards Gao Jian, he was shocked and shouted.

The native slave guard waved his long sword, but he couldn't stop Gao Jian's sword. He watched the iron sword slashing towards his head, and the cold air reached his body. He couldn't help but close his eyes in despair.

Gao Jian was shocked when he heard the sound. He shouted loudly, retracted the iron sword in his hand, and dozens of sword phantoms disappeared in an instant. He turned around and slashed at Feng Xiongchang who was flying towards him.

"Dang!"

With a crisp golden sound, the iron sword in Gao Jian's hand suddenly broke under the slash of the Golden Spirit Sword.

Gao Jian threw away his sword in horror, and his figure flashed, and he flew back to the side of the captives.

Feng Xiongchang flew down, but failed to keep Gao Jian with a sword, and couldn't help but be furious.

"Kill! Kill these captives!"

Feng Xiongchang, wearing golden armor and holding a golden sword, strode forward and shouted at the pirates.

He only wanted to kill the captives in front of him. As for the loss, at most he would just consider this trip in vain. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Huang Zhangfang's face twitched, but seeing that Captain Feng was angry, he did not dare to dissuade him.

With Captain Feng personally taking the field, the eighty or ninety pirates were greatly inspired and rushed towards the captive slaves frantically.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Gao Jian and other captives were completely defeated. Only the dozens of captives in the front had weapons such as spiritual wooden sticks, iron swords and iron knives, and many others were unarmed.

Fortunately, the deck was not spacious, and the dozens of captives in the front fought fiercely with the pirates, and it was already very crowded.

Gao Jian, Huang Yi and other warriors covered the other captives and retreated to the back of the second floor of the cabin while fighting, and were defeated step by step.

"We can't hold on any longer!"

"When will Brother Ye come over?!"

Wang Hu shouted anxiously.

"Hold on, we will slowly retreat to the narrowest passage on the second floor of the cabin, and defend it! When Brother Ye comes over, we will definitely reverse the situation in one fell swoop."

Gao Jian gritted his teeth, swung his sword to slash and repel a pirate in the late stage of body refining, and another pirate in the middle stage of body refining rushed up. He was under the greatest pressure in front, but he still fought hard.

Every breath he held on for would buy more time for Ye Mo to come.

..

"Swoosh!"

Ye Mo's figure passed quickly in the passage on the second floor of the cabin.

In the narrow passage, unarmed captives were lying in all directions, groaning in pain, and they were all seriously injured.

He couldn't help but "click" in his heart, knowing that the situation was very grim, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The captives lying on the ground only felt a shadow passing by, like a breeze.

The prisoners were surprised at first, and then they looked happy.

"It's Master Ye Xian!"

"The Immortal Master is finally here!"

"Quick, let's go back and take a look!"

Several prisoners shouted excitedly and strode towards the deck. Soon, the other prisoners plucked up the courage again and headed toward the deck.

Soon, Ye Mo passed through the passage on the second floor of the cabin and appeared on the deck.

The tragic battle on the deck made Ye Mo take a breath of cold air. There were as many as forty or fifty prisoners who were killed or wounded, and their blood was lying everywhere on the deck.

Ye Mo quickly scanned the prisoners and saw many familiar figures, including Gao Jian, Mo Ling, Huang Yi, Li Ruofeng and others.

He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not killed.

In addition to the warriors who survived the island with him, Ye Mo also saw a few familiar figures, Wu Shan, Qian Ying, You Mingyan and others, who were barely fending off a pirate's attack.

A pirate with a beard on his face squeezed into the battle between Wu Shan and others and the pirates. He raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at Zhao Dafu.

The sword came so suddenly that Qian Ying and others nearby were not prepared and could not muster any extra strength to resist the sword.

Zhao Dafu screamed in fright, his face was ashen, and he watched the big knife fall towards his head.

"blow!"

Ye Mo flipped his palm, and out came seven or eight pieces of spiritual wood several inches long. He flicked his fingers and shot them over.

"ah!"

Suddenly there was a scream, and many pirates were shot by pieces of spiritual wood. They covered their faces and kept falling back. Among them was the bearded pirate who slashed at Zhao Dafu.

Wu Shan, Zhao Dafu and others couldn't help being surprised, and they all looked back.

"Brother Ye!"

"It's Master Ye Xian!"

"Haha, we are saved! God won't kill us!"

The prisoners also saw Ye Mo finally appearing on the deck in time, and couldn't help but cheer.