Chapter 177: Prelude to Assassination
Mei Shengxue is very dizzy now, he lies on the dragon's body, the dragon turns ten times in one breath, with the help of the power of rotation and the blessing of the demonic power spell to accumulate power in the water, and then rush into the sky. Then he plunged headlong into the sea, and then took off again.
Every time I crossed it, I crossed a distance of more than ten miles.
In less than half an hour, he jumped ten times in a row, escaped more than 100 miles, and quickly left all the pursuers behind him and disappeared.
And Mei Shengxue, who was lying on the dragon's body, only felt that the sky was spinning at this time, and she couldn't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, and all kinds of scenes were constantly shaking in her eyes.
His throat bulged and he almost threw up, but his strong will kept him going. The spinning world disgusted him, and the asymmetrical world made him want to destroy it.
Sword intent rushes the night!
In just a short moment, Mei Shengxue cut off the dizziness of her brain and regained her consciousness.
The dragon's scales and manes that just wanted to rest were upside down, and at this time, it realized that there was actually someone on its body?
Jiaolong turned his head, and Mei Shengxue raised his head......
Look at each other!
Climbing the ladder, Mei Shengxue was dressed in white, and stepped on the body of the dragon and ran up a few steps, and then rose into the air. The twin swords unfurled like a pair of silver wings. Even in the middle of the sea, he doesn't seem to be resisted by the slightest.
Chop!
The dragon closed its eyes and let out a painful wail. Blood burst out of his eyes, and the blood-colored blade cut through the seawater, flying out two or three feet before slowly dispersing, and fused with the seawater.
Rumble!
The sea that had just calmed down suddenly exploded, and a huge column of water soared more than ten feet.
In the loud sound of "rumbling", the rising water column turned into countless water droplets and fell, and the dragon's scarred body was exposed, constantly soaring upward.
The white-clothed Mei Shengxue held the double sword slightly open, her legs together, stood on the bridge of the dragon's nose, stared at the dragon with her eyes closed, and laughed loudly: "Man, the iceberg you made is not very symmetrical!"
The sound was not loud, but it clearly reached Jiaolong's ears.
The dragon turned a deaf ear, twisted its waist, and its huge tail pumped straight over.
Bang!
With a dull sound, Mei Shengxue jumped off the dragon.
Still in mid-air, the dragon, whose tail was in close contact with the bridge of its nose, twisted its body again, and pulled its tail down again.
The tail slammed into the sea, and the water was shattered, turning into foam and splashing in all directions.
Rumble!
The oncoming waves were whipped in two by a tail and swept away.
Mei Shengxue disappeared, and Jiaolong fell into the sea again, gasping for two breaths violently, and his huge eyes were full of exhaustion. Summoning up his strength again, he plunged headlong into the deep sea.
Jiaolong walked away, and Mei Shengxue floated to the sea.
At the critical moment just now, he avoided the blow with the elusive flying immortal step that had already been used by him, and did not become minced meat.
Forcefully wiped the seawater off her face, looking at the place where Jiaolong left, Mei Shengxue licked her lips, and an excited smile appeared on her face: "Tsk, I finally caught a satisfactory opponent, but I can't just let you run." ”
Looking up at the sky, in the distance, an undetectable dot hovered in the sky.
Well, he didn't catch up because he was embarrassed to be a pig teammate and wanted to make amends.
In her own words, Mei Shengxue withdrew her twin swords from her waist and plunged headlong towards the place where Jiaolong left.
Jiaolong escaped so far in one go, in the vast sea, it is not easy to track only a general direction.
However, both the Dengyun and the Black Cloud have their own methods.
Elder Feng turned into a Roc bird again, spread his wings, and soared through the sky.
His speed is extremely fast, blowing a demon wind, although it is not as exaggerated as Jiaolong's speed, but it also has its own advantages.
Jiaolong crossed a hundred miles in less than half an hour, exhausting himself to death, almost exhausting all his strength, so much so that he didn't even have the strength to entangle with Mei Shengxue.
And Elder Feng, in less than half an hour, he had crossed a distance of nearly half a hundred miles, coupled with that pair of sharp eagle eyes and ascending high and looking into the distance, he had roughly locked on the area where Jiaolong was located. Then, slowing down, he guided the Dengyun ahead.
And the Black Cloud does not have the speed of the Dengyun Number, but Wu Qingqing also has her own means.
A basin of seawater mixed with blood was brought to Wu Qingqing, Wu Qingqing dipped a little with his fingers, put it in his red lips and took a sip.
He closed his eyes, his cheeks flushed, and he looked intoxicated.
The dragon's blood has been defiled, and although it can't be taken directly, there are other ways to use it.
A moment later, Wu Qingqing reopened his eyes, and then, the sea water around the Black Cloud boiled.
Drops of blood broke away from the sea and were lifted into the sky by an invisible force. Wherever the Black Cloud passed, the red waters were blue again.
When the Black Cloud passed through this sea of red, there was a straight blue in the red. Countless blood beads gathered together and turned into a scarlet orb, which fell into Wu Qingqing's palm.
Seeing the two ships leave, some clippers who wanted to pick up cheap also chased after them, and on the Feiyan, their eyes looked at the commander, and the commander's face turned pale, and he didn't give an order after all.
This time, the Feiyan has exhausted its means, and the soldiers have suffered heavy casualties, and now, the first thing to do is to rescue the brothers on the iceberg and recuperate. This time slaying the dragon, they have been eliminated.
A chase is harder than expected.
Whether it was Elder Feng of the Dengyun or Wu Qingqing of the Black Cloud, they all underestimated the vitality of that dragon.
Every time they saw that they were about to catch up, the dragon sprang out of the water like an electric drill, flew into the sky, and turned into a meteor across ten miles.
Every time, it's true.
Jiaolong's wound was almost fatal, and every time he made a leap that spanned ten miles, the wound cracked a few points, and the injury became more serious.
However, after chasing again and again, the dragon reached the limit again and again, but it always had a confidence to support it to escape again and again.
The scarlet orb in the palm of his hand dimmed a little more, because the power contained in it was consumed another point, and the phoenix in Wu Qingqing's body was almost violent because of the recent series of unhappiness, and his patience was quickly consumed.
Gradually, it got dark. The originally excited crew on the Black Cloud also began to get tired, even if Wu Qingqing killed seven people in one breath to make an example of chickens and monkeys, it inevitably slowed down.
But thankfully, Jiaolong also slowed down. But when it gets dark, many things are inconvenient after all, and all they can do is stick tightly behind the dragon and prevent the dragon from escaping.
On the deck, torches were lit. At the bow of the ship, the bronze sculpture of the phoenix was scorching, and the open mouth shot out a red light, illuminating the road ahead.
The waves crashed against the hull, and the side of the ship was pitch black, and it was faintly wriggling.
He was dressed in a black coat, carrying a hat on his back, and a long knife hanging behind him, dragged by a blue shawl.
It was the devil crying, and he plunged his short knife into the outer wall of the ship. Anchor yourself here, waiting for an opportunity.
Wu Qingqing's intuition was really strong, even if she had already been injured, and the gust of wind that night made her exhausted her energy, she still tightly blocked the entire Black Cloud.
The bell shook slightly, and it didn't make a sound, always reminding the ghost to cry and that it was dangerous to move further. And now, at night, not only the crew members are tired, but the phoenix in Wu Qingqing's body is also tired.
Finally, he found his chance.