A huge flag with the words "invincible" printed on it fluttered in the wind on the sea, and the roaring flag had an indescribable arrogance that even made people feel a little funny.
However, among the tens of millions of sea people, not one of them smiled.
Not only did these sea people not smile, but they cast their extremely enthusiastic and admiring eyes on the figure under the banner.
The people of the sea tribe don't laugh because the owner of that big flag is the Fourth Master, a powerful man that almost everyone in Beihai knows.
When they saw the big flag appearing on the sea, the people of the Ghost Sect on the island were almost so angry that they vomited blood.
When did the sea people outside the Blue Sky Territory become so arrogant and dared to act as a seventh-level demon cultivator on the island?
In front of Pang Jin, a strong man with a strong body, he has set up an invincible banner.
Before the people from the Nether Soul Sect could curse, a half-human, half-seahorse demon beast from the Sea Clan reached the fifth level and swam to the front of the formation, opened its mouth ten times larger than a hippopotamus, and began to attack the enemy.
Scolding array.
“Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” Except for the seahorse clan, even other sea beasts couldn't understand a shout of curses.
The sound was so loud that it shook the sea with waves and force, but no one understood what he was scolding.
"Who sent this idiot?"
"Haiba is the loudest among the sea tribe.
If not him, who will be sent?"
"It's useless to have a loud voice.
I can't even understand what he's saying."
"Change someone else, call someone up who can speak human words."
In the midst of the restlessness of the sea tribe, one of the demon cultivators was in a bad mood today.
He opened a big mouth on the bottom of the sea and swallowed the fifth-level seahorse monster in one gulp, and then irritably used a huge...
The tail whipped up huge waves over a hundred feet high.
The scene on the sea made the eyes of the cultivators of the Nether Soul Sect go straight.
The Hai Clan can be considered civilized for once, and they know how to fend off the enemy and scold them.
Whoever wanted to scold the formation was swallowed up by his own people before he could scold an enemy.
As expected, monsters and wild beasts were almost the same, they were both savages.
Bai Yi specially set up a big flag in order to have a one-on-one fight with the people of the Nether Soul Sect.
After arriving at Huashen.
Bai Yi's way of advancement has finally changed.
Spiritual power is one of them, and the other, more important, is perception.
Having mastered the art of war, Bai Yi no longer needs to comprehend anything.
What he needs now is not only the immense spiritual power, but also a feeling called reliving.
Relive the way of fighting in previous lives Taking war as the way, then when the situation is broken, it must be in the midst of a fierce battle.
Bai Yi, who returned to the sea area, wanted to use the strong men of the Nether Soul Sect as his whetstone to hone his fighting skills.
Advancing in battle sounds a bit weird and extremely dangerous, but this is also the inevitable way to advance after the Taoist Heart of War is attained.
Of course, advance in battle.
It refers to the improvement of a small realm, if you want to break through the integration.
It cannot be done in a fierce battle, and it still requires retreat.
Bai Yi's true purpose was unknown to the Hai Clan.
Even Pang Jin of the Nether Soul Sect didn't know the truth.
He led a group of Nether Soul Sect members to defend the island and saw the other party raising a banner.
Pang Jin was doing better, but some of his men couldn't suppress their anger.
The banner of invincibility is still standing in front of a strong man.
If word of this spreads, one hundred thousand people of the Ghost Sect will be killed.
Being frightened by a seventh-level demon cultivator would become the biggest joke in the Nine Realms.
Angry, but fortunately, no one understood what Kaiba, who had just scolded the enemy, said.
This made the people of the Ghost Sect restrain themselves, but soon, when Young Master Wu Chang appeared in front of the formation, shaking a folding fan, At that time, the people of the Nether Soul Sect began to lose their patience.
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As the strategist of the Hai Clan's army, Mr.
Wuchang has not played any role since the expedition.
In terms of troop formation, he is not as good as Bai Yi, the fourth master.
Moreover, the Hai Clan all rush forward in a swarm, and there is no formation at all.
It can be said , and when he went into battle, he maintained his identity and did not want to show his big teeth and gnaw wildly like a rough beast like Guiya, so this military advisor seemed a little inconspicuous.
Fortunately, this time the Intestinal Young Master finally found a way to show his face.
Chance.
When it comes to scolding, there is no one in the entire sea army who has better eloquence than him.
"Ahem."
Mr.
Wuchang, who came to the front of the formation, first cleared his throat, pointed at the people of the Minghun Sect with his folding fan, and said: "Master said, the bastard retreated into his shell.
I would rather have the guts.
If you have the guts, how dare you come out?"
We have to fight in a big battle with my fourth master."
After Mr.
Wu Chang said these words, the countless sea people behind him all felt strange.
The lower-ranked sea tribesmen couldn't understand what he was saying.
Anyway, they felt that he was elegant and full of momentum, so the low-ranking sea tribesmen all looked proud, very proud of the military advisors of their own armies, and those humanoid sea tribesmen The demon cultivators began to whisper in private.
"Did you see that we, the military advisor, still know how to curse people?
Actually, let me tell you, scolding them is useless.
Why bother talking about nonsense?
Hey, don't you know what a curse is?"
"Even Zi Yue doesn't understand what you sharks are like when he looks at you.
Zi Yue means what Lao Tzu means.
Master Military Advisor is calling himself Lao Tzu, saying that those human monks are all sons of turtles."
"Oh, that's it.
Master Military Advisor is indeed very talented in literature."
Not to mention the group of primitive sea demon cultivators, when the people of the Minghun Sect heard Wu Gu’s words, almost all of them were dumbfounded.
They all stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Even Pang Jin was thinking about this.
What does this nondescript scolding mean?
Seeing that the other party was frightened by him, Wuhang became even more proud, shook his head and said: "Zi You said, good dogs don't block the way.
The island occupied by you and other bastards is blocking the way forward for my sea tribe army.
If we open it quickly Grand Formation, after my army has passed, I can show my kindness and leave your skeletons to be buried in peace.
If you don’t listen to the advice, huh, look at it."
After saying that, Wu Chang pointed back at the big flag and shouted loudly: "The fourth master of Beihai will crush your last toe bone.
If you fight, it will be painful, happy, and happy.
If you don't fight, it will be painful."
Then there is nothing, there is seed, there is no seed.”
As soon as Wu Chang finished his nondescript remarks, he was pulled aside by a big hand, and Long Jiu's strong body appeared in front of the formation like an iron tower.
He had been standing behind Wu Chang for a long time.
At this time, he really couldn't listen anymore.
In fact, not only him, but even the people from the Nether Soul Sect couldn't stand it.
If he didn't say anything else, just that sentence said, "The Nether Soul Sect can't stand it anymore."
The people in the sect began to roll their eyes.
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If they had talked for a little longer, maybe there would be casualties in the Nether Soul Sect.
He wasn't scolded to death, he was pissed to death.
Long Jiu's appearance finally put an end to Mr.
Wuchang's pre-war declaration which was not only gentle but also stern.
He was not ashamed of Mr.
Wuchang, but he simply couldn't understand what Wuchang was talking about.
Long Jiu was a savage sea beast, and he did not have the habit of being formal.
After arriving at the formation, he pointed at the Nether Soul Sect monks on the island and shouted angrily: "Grandsons, those who have the guts come out to fight, those who don't.
Just hide in the big formation and continue to be a turtle son":