Tianfu Gorge, midnight.

Ximen Qiushui on the deck was straight, just like a javelin.

He held the narrow sword tightly in his hand and looked at the gloomy night in front of him.

Sha Qianli stood beside Ximen Qiushui, holding a knife in his right hand, with a solemn expression. He obviously felt something was wrong.

The surroundings are gloomy and the air is sticky. People are like standing in the autumn rain in the capital. They cannot feel the big ship moving forward, nor can they hear the sound of water flowing.

Looking at Ning Chang'an, one meter away in front of him, Sha Qianli breathed a sigh of relief and warned himself to calm down.

There are wind lanterns made by the Imperial Heaven Supervisor and the wind lanterns are carved to suppress evil spirits.

A faint light was reflected in the air, and the noise came from the depths of the night.

The sound comes from far away and drifts away.

"Save sails and be on guard." Sha Qianli's long sword was unsheathed.

The four sergeants acted as crossbowmen to open the crossbow, and nine archers moved forward.

The sergeant on the rear deck of the warship turned on the lights and called out abnormal information in front.

In the big ship behind, a figure flashed in the void, and the long-browed Taoist priest fell on the deck.

"How?" Murong Changqing asked, with an expectant look on his face.

The white-eyed Taoist priest nodded: "The runes of the cliff have been broken, and thousands of ghosts are walking at night, and the sky mansion is opened on the Tianfu Gorge."

Warship deck.

Ning Changan narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, the red evil spirit soared into the sky, which actually exceeded the moment when Mingjingshi opened a prison during Ji Huaiying's rebellion.

The evil spirit lingers in the air, and a large hall appears in the middle

Ximen Qiushui knew that Ning Chang'an could see the evil spirits and asked in a low voice: "What did you see?"

"A ghost town!"

First-rate warlock Jiang Nan pinched the talisman of the lookout.

The clear light flowed from Jiangnan's pupils, and the warlock in white clothes saw the hall that appeared out of thin air in front of him.

"Oh no, the Saint Seal of Xiaojun Mountain on the cliff was broken, Tianfu blocked the river, and thousands of ghosts walked at night."

"Retreat?" Jiang Nan asked.

Ning Chang'an Jingzhe Sword was unsheathed, "Can you retreat back? The saint seal of Xiaojun Mountain will not be broken early or late. There will be a problem when the big ship passes Tianfu Gorge. Don't you think it's strange."

"Is it Murong Changqing?" Jiang Nan asked.

"Of course, ten thousand naval soldiers in Yan Kingdom died in Tianfu Gorge, and the evil ghosts did not disperse. The merchant ships passing by were harmed. The saint of Xiaojun Mountain sealed the evil ghosts. At the mouth of the gorge, Murong Changqing was three glasses of wine, which was worshiping the heaven, earth and the souls of the dead. The monks and Taoists behind Murong Changqing were all masters in the extraordinary realm and could break the seal of Xiaojun."

While the three of them talked, Sha Qianli leaned over.

The third-rank martial arts lieutenant of the Jinwu Guard was carrying a hopeful talisman. Seeing the evil spirit in the night, Sha Qianli raised his hand, the archer stepped forward, and the bow was raising his arrow.

"Roar over!" Sha Qianli asked Ning Chang'an.

Without replying, there were a series of Yin soldiers wearing armored soldiers above the hall with the plaque of Tianfu hanging.

He was a soldier of Yan Kingdom during his lifetime, but after his death he became a demonic spirit soldier like Zhou Nanke, and he also had armor and armor.

The soldiers of the hall set their bows and arrows, and the evil aura on the river surface became clearer.

The first, the second, the third!

"Tear!" Ning Changan took a deep breath.

"Ghost Fleet!"

It’s not that I’m afraid, but that a scene that appears in my sight will impact on my cognitive impact.

The sound of drumbeats came from the river ahead at the same time.

"Dong, dun, dun..."

Similar to the heart-warming drum of the black cat in the Xingsu School in Chu 1, the sound of drums was heard. Ning Chang'an, Ximen Qiushui, Jiangan, Sha Qianli and others were safe, but the Jinwu Guard soldiers who had a cultivation level of the fifth level had already felt the boiling blood.

In the back, Murong Changqing pointed his fingers and beat the beat with the sound of drums. "I heard the sound of the war drums of Yan Kingdom again. It was so kind. One day, the army of the South Palace rushed down and came to Luoshang, the capital of Yu Kingdom. At that time, this prince would personally beat the drums and promote his power and sacrifice to the dead Dayan soldiers with Luoshang."

"Ning Chang'an, I will see how you take the initiative."

The morning bell and evening drums, the sound of the big bells like a big bell vibrates in the color, "There are no taboos, all evil people avoid it!"

Three ghost warships, one in front and two behind.

The large ship in front hedged against Ning Chang'an, sitting on the warship, and the other two attacked left and right.

The ghost warship beating the drums ding dong, Ning Chang'an's no taboo sound rolled in, the big drum "bang" sounded broken, and the soldiers beating the drum turned into a ball of black smoke and dissipated.

The creaking sound of the creaking crossbow sounded from the front deck of the ghost fleet that rushed forward.

A black crossbow arrow with a thickness of an arm roared from the ghost warship ahead.

The black crossbow arrow, the sound of dysfunction breaks through the air, and a huge ghost suddenly appears in the night in front of the crossbow arrow.

Behind Ning Chang'an, the bed crossbow created by the Alchemist of the Imperial Heaven Supervision shot at the tit-for-tat arrow.

The runes engraved on the crossbow flickered into a bright light like the frost moon. The light gathered on the crossbow arrow, splashing with splendor, and the blue flames flashed, and the dazzling stream of light penetrated into the grimace on the river.

The black grimace collided with the brilliant stream of light, and the sound of glass shattered in the air, and the grimace roared, twisted, deformed, and finally dissipated.

When the bed crossbow was shooting, Ning Chang'an's Jingzhe Sword had been unsheathed, and the eighteen plates of sword energy climbed to the top.

"I will be responsible for the ghost ship in the front, and the left and right Ximen Qiushui, Jiangnan, and Sha School Captain protects the ship. There is no need to be guarded against Murong Changqing in the rear. Murong Changqing believes that there is a master of the extraordinary realm behind me and will not attack."

"clear!"

"Achieve fame in one battle, don't insult the reputation of the Three Musketeers." Ning Chang'an added.

The cold-faced man Ximen Qiushui smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"good!"

At the moment of the war, Ximen Qiushui has returned to his taciturn character.

A long sound of "swish", the silver shines brightly, and the narrow sword energy of Ximen Qiushui is like a rainbow to form a cylindrical light body. Ximen Qiushui merges into this column of light to attack the ghost ship that stretches to the left.

"Dedicate to the right path and kill demons and eliminate evil spirits!" Jiang Nanyan took the Dharma and shot a talisman flag behind him. The talisman flag burned, and a giant several feet tall appeared in the air.

The giant held a heavy sword in his hand and left in the void.

"Beautiful!" Ning Chang'an praised Jiangnan and the flowing light disappeared on the deck.

The next moment, Ning Changan, holding the Jingzhe Sword, condensed into a figure five feet away from the ghost ship in front of him.

With a solid body, there were two more people next to Ning Changan.

The lieutenant Zhou Nanke with a knife was in the night.

At the same time, a dark curtain fell in the night, and it was a talisman arrow shot from the ghost ship.

The eighteen plate sword energy climbed to the top, Ning Chang'an's void sword.

A simple sword, the small world with heavy yin energy and heavy twilight energy suddenly became generous and bright.

The sword light smashed the crossbow arrows, Ning Chang'an and Zhou Nanke fell on the ghost ship at night.

The heavy spear has been enlarged in sight.

A sword light was like a shimmering river surface spread between Ning Chang'an and the ghost ship's ghost soldiers. More than a dozen ghost soldiers attacked were cut in half and turned into black smoke and disappeared.

"Swish", the sound of the blade cutting through the air sounded. Zhou Nanke used his sword, and along the long sword style, a ghost soldier was stabbed in two halves.

In addition, the figure of Sha Ling Yebo crossed through a sword shadow in front of him, and his right hand was lightly printed on the other party's chest.

Bone-transforming palm!

Thousands of black smoke emerged from the soldiers' armor, and the body of the soldiers who were hit gradually became transparent and then disappeared.

Zhou Nanke is at the level of Naihe Bridge, and at night, he is at the level of Huangquan Road, and he starts a massacre.

Zhou Nanke, Yebo is the card played by Ning Chang'an.

There are still no cards in Ning Chang'an.
Chapter completed!