Chapter 1772

The big ship is slowly approaching.

When the ship was only more than 100 meters away from them, Tang Zichen felt that there were eight Mahayana periods on the ship, and the strongest Mahayana period had reached the sixth level.

"Ah." When Tang Zichen's body trembled, the sixth level of Mahayana?

"What's the matter?"

"On that ship, there are eight periods of Mahayana, one sixth and two fifth." Tang Zichen said.

Mu qianjue and others also trembled.

"How can there be so many Mahayana strongmen?"

"I don't know."

"And now what?"

"Don't be nervous. Although they have so much Mahayana, they obviously can't drive the flying sword, and I can."

Tang Huan said: "brother, what do you mean? Use your dog pen and trap them? "

"Well." Tang Zichen rolled his eyes.

However, what Tang Huan said is quite reasonable.

"I don't know if I can catch it. After all, there are so many Mahayana periods."

"Let's see what they want to do first." Mu qianjue said.

The big boat slowly approached.

Finally, the ship was only ten meters away from them.

The young man on the deck called out, "my dear, I have found you at last."

Tang Zichen said, "excuse me, who are you? And who are your nobles? "

The young man didn't look at Tang Zichen. It seems that Tang Zichen is very low-grade in his eyes and doesn't deserve to talk to him. His eyes have been on Yan Xinyi.

Tang Zichen was a little annoyed. He was very upset to be ignored.

The young man said to Yan Xinyi, "my dear, what's your name?"

Yan Xinyi snorted in disgust: "who is your noble man."

"Ha ha, you know, I came to the sea of death for you." The young man said with a smile.

"Do I know you?" Yan Xinyi said.

"I don't know."

"Since I don't know you, why did you come here for me?"

The young man said, "a semi immortal prophet in my family said that my noble man is in the sea of death. Moreover, he also drew an image for me. Do you think this image is very similar to you?" The young man's painting was shown to Yan Xinyi.

It's exactly the same, but it's not exactly the same.

"Dear, you are more beautiful than I thought. Dear, my prophet said, you will be my wife."

"I Pooh." Yan Xinyi felt sick.

Tang Zichen has been upset for a long time. If he wants to soak his teacher's mother, he has to please Tang Zichen, but he is so good that he ignores Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen said in a loud voice: "who are you, or I will not be polite."

The young man then looked at Tang Zichen and said, "who am I? I don't need to explain to you, the lower class."

"Ha ha, it's arrogant of you to talk to me like this when you want to make friends with me."

"In my eyes, you are like a mole ant. The noble is destined to be my woman, which has nothing to do with your existence. I don't need to please you, because if you say more, you will become my enemy." Although the young man looked at Yan Xinyi's eyes full of tenderness, he looked at Tang Zichen and other people with lofty eyes.

Tang Huan said: "younger brother, I don't like this man very much. Even if he is your master reincarnation, I don't like him."

"Well, he doesn't deserve it." When Tang Zichen snored, he was older than Tang Zichen. How could he be the reincarnation of his master? Moreover, his realm was higher than that of Tang Zichen, and he turned into Mao.

At this time, a Mahayana strong man standing beside the young man angrily scolded: "bold, if you see the son of death family, don't kneel down, or you will be sentenced to death on the spot."

"The son of the death family? Sorry, I haven't heard of it. " Lu Yuxi raised his head and said arrogantly that Tang Zichen laughed.

"Hum, you don't agree to say that you are mole ants. Even death family doesn't know what mole ants are. Hear clearly, we are seven heavy sea, the people of death family

Tang Zichen has already understood it. No wonder he is so superior. It turns out that he came from qichonghai. The family of death god is the family of qichonghai surnamed Fu. They control the fake immortal tool of death god Dao.

However, this is the sea of death. As long as it is not half immortal, there is no way to drive the flying sword here. Tang Zichen is afraid of him.

Tang Zi Chen has the final say: "what is the family of the dead? Here I have the final say."

The young man was a little impatient and said, "it's a pity to kill this man, and the other women, except my noble ones, are all pretty at your disposal."

"Thank you, young master." Ha ha, look at the lips of Tang qiangfu and Tang qiangfu, who licked the water tonight.

Tang Zichen immediately drove the flying sword to retreat hundreds of meters away. The reason why he retreated hundreds of meters away was that this distance was the safe distance.At the same time, a third-order Mahayana man came to Tang Zichen. Because he couldn't drive the flying sword, he directly stepped on the water. So, the speed is not so fast.

Flying with swords is the same as the meaning of cars relative to ordinary people.

Tang Zichen immediately read a move, a circle with a very fast speed Biao shot up.

After Tang Zichen's realm was raised to the first level of distraction, he used the lock ring again, and the overall strength of the lock ring also increased a little.

However, it didn't rise too much. After all, Tang Zichen's drive to lock the soul circle relies on the immortal Qi in his body. The immortal Qi has not changed. His own realm has been improved, so there are only some small changes.

That Mahayana third-order man, a face to face was Tang Zichen around the neck.

"Ah." That third-order Mahayana man is stupid.

Tang Zichen didn't have time to talk to him. The lock ring contracted fiercely and killed him in the blink of an eye.

The people on the ship were shocked to see this scene.

"How can this happen? A third order Mahayana is killed by the first order distraction. It's impossible." The young man roared.

At this time, someone recognized it and said, "young master, what he used seems to be a lock ring."

"The lock ring? Isn't this the magic weapon that ino gave his grandson? "

"Yes, I don't know how it was in his hands."

"Which one of you will go up and kill him." The young man roared.

However, the group of Mahayana around him did not rush up immediately. After all, Tang Zichen killed a third level of Mahayana face to face. No one knows how strong Tang Zichen's soul lock circle can play. There is no doubt that the power of the lock ring in Tang Zichen's hand is dozens of times stronger than that in Yinuo's grandson's hand.

"Come on." The young man's roaring orders.

In desperation, one of the Mahayana fifth level men said, "I'll come. I don't believe he can lock me." With that, the Mahayana fifth level man killed Tang Zichen. Of course, he also took out a magic weapon, which was a whip. Driven by him, the whip twinkled around Tang Zichen quickly.

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