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The first thousand and forty-one chapters confrontation in the array (2)

"Follow me." Jiang Huan gave the order and led everyone out of the Wind Spirit Ship and rushed towards the opponent.

At the same time, on the three Xuanling ships, each brigade sent many Nascent Soul monks to fight.

Generally, the attack distance of artillery shells is far beyond the range covered by the magical powers of monks of the same level. Taking the fourth-level magnetic cannon as an example, the maximum striking distance of the magnetic cannon can reach fifty miles.

The area covered by the magical powers that the Yuanying monks can only cover is a few miles. Even if Tang Ning, a late Yuanying cultivator, exerts all the magical powers of heaven and earth, not to mention how long it can last, it can only cover ten miles at most.

Compared with the strike distance of the magnetic element cannon, it is still far from enough.

Therefore, when a warship encounters a monk of the same level, regardless of the strength of the warship, the warship will definitely have the advantage of pre-emption and can launch cannonball attacks from a distance.

But at such a long distance, if a warship fires a cannonball, the monks can easily dodge and escape from the area where the shell explodes. Unless it is a large army-level battle, where hundreds of warships fire cannonballs at the same time, then there is no way to avoid it.

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The advantage of monks is that they are more maneuverable than warships. If a fourth-level Xuanling ship travels at full speed, its speed is at most slightly faster than ordinary Yuanying early stage monks.

It's not as good as the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying, let alone the monks in the late stage of Yuanying.

Therefore, even if the monks in the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul are unable to defeat the fourth-order Xuanling Ship, it is still not difficult to escape, and the warship cannot catch up at all.

If there is a head-on fight, it will be more difficult for monks of the same level to destroy a warship with just one person's strength. Because the warship will be equipped with more powerful artillery shells, such as the fourth-level Xuanling Ship

Two fifth-level Kunxuan cannons will be installed,

Tier 5 Wind Spirit Ships will be equipped with Heavenly Stem Cannons.

Once hit head-on by the Kun Xuan Cannon, it is difficult for Yuanying monks to resist, and most of them will hate being attacked by the Kun Xuan Cannon. Of course, nothing is absolute.

Some extremely powerful Nascent Soul cultivators can resist the attack of the Kun Xuan Cannon. Tang Ning had already tried it before, and with his current physical strength, he was not afraid of the Kun Xuan Cannon's attack.

If he were to face the Xuanling Ship, he would basically be able to control it, unless there was a very powerful monk on board.

Within the formation, after the Wind Spirit Ship and the three Xuanling Ships fired the first round of artillery attacks, they saw the rebel monks attacking and immediately withdrew to the rear.

On each warship, a corner of the light curtain melted away, and the monks flashed out to face the rebels.

Tang Ning followed Jiang Huan and others, gradually distanced herself from them, and rushed towards the rebel monks from the left wing.

Previously, he fought with several rebel monks and used all his power to use the magical power of the sun, moon and stars. Although he killed four rebel Nascent Soul monks in one fell swoop, it also caused the loss of most of his spiritual power, and he has not had time to fully recover.

The spiritual power in the body is only about half of its full strength.

The two sides soon became entangled, and all kinds of magic and magical powers came out to cover the entire world. The god-transformation monks from the two camps were the first to take action.

While Tang Ning was walking, a dazzling light suddenly shone through, and it was a spell cast by a rebel cultivator who transformed himself into a god, covering him in it.

High in the sky, a bright blue giant bird was seen waving its hands continuously and making a clear sound from its mouth.

As its wings flapped more and more violently, the dazzling blue light spread outward like ripples, filling the entire space.

Everything was shaking violently, as if it was collapsing.

Tang Ning only glanced at it, and then she felt her head was suddenly dizzy, and the huge figure in the sky became increasingly blurry in her field of vision.

He was horrified. At this moment, he was more than ten miles away from the giant blue bird. He could only hear a few faint chirps from such a distance, but it could make him fall into an illusion unconsciously.

Fortunately, he was far away and his consciousness was strong enough to wake up in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Tang Ning's spiritual power surged into her eyes, which emitted a dazzling light, and she broke free from the illusion. The giant cyan bird in the sky was still waving its wings, and the surrounding space was impacted by ripples of blue light.

It has been torn open.

The ripples of blue light rushed outward layer by layer like a wave. In just a moment, even the space around Tangning was distorted visibly to the naked eye.

Strong space pressure squeezed towards him, and his body felt as if it was stuck in a quagmire, very heavy.

Tangning did not dare to stay here for long, so she retreated away from the area. However, she saw two men in coalition uniforms on the left front, besieging the rebels and a burly man.

Although they were two against one, judging from the situation, they were at a disadvantage. The burly man of the rebels was a late-stage Nascent Soul monk. He did not know what kind of skills he had performed. His whole body was covered with golden scales, and even his face was covered with gold.

The scales only reveal a pair of eyes.

The two men on our side who are in the middle stage of Nascent Soul are not as good as their opponents, and their spell power is also slightly inferior, so they can only deal with them.

The rebels only have twenty Nascent Soul monks. The coalition forces came out in full force this time. There are about forty Nascent Soul monks in each brigade.

They had an absolute advantage, so every time they started attacking, two or three people would attack one person.

However, the rebels dispatched all elite monks, and most of the forty members of the coalition were in the early stages of Nascent Soul cultivation, and they had just taken over, so it was not possible to tell whether the situation was good or bad for the time being.

Tang Ning walked straight towards the battle group. At that time, the rebel shouted softly, and golden scales shot out from his body, attacking a fat-headed and big-eared man.

The man had already known the power of these golden scales from previous fights. Now when he saw the scales coming out of his body and thousands of golden scales coming at him like swords, his expression changed slightly.

He was flying, and with a flip of his hand, a black sickle swelled in the wind, and the light swelled. Black light was swallowed up on it, and it condensed into the shape of a giant python.

The giant python opened its mouth and spit out a cloud of red smoke.

The golden scales shot into the red smoke, like a stone cow entering the sea. As more and more scales poured in, the red smoke began to expand and surge, constantly changing its shape.

At a certain moment, a gap was torn open in the red smoke as if it was overwhelmed, golden light flashed out from inside, and many golden scales poured out from the inside, slashing at the man without losing force.

The man performed a magic spell, and the giant python was submerged into the scythe. This giant python was the beast soul refined in the scythe. The man was unwilling to kill it with his golden scales, so he put it away.

The black sickle's light bloomed toward the golden scales, and the golden and black lights battled, constantly making the sound of golden clashes.

On the first day of the confrontation, the black sickle was as powerful as breaking bamboo, chopping the golden scales into pieces.

As the golden scales hit the sickle one after another like sharp swords, the black sickle gradually lost its strength, and the light became stronger and stronger.

It became weaker and weaker, but those broken golden scales did not dissipate. Instead, they turned into dots of golden light and re-condensed into the shape of scales and attacked the black sickle.

When the two were in a stalemate, another man with a black face was not idle either. He could see a seal in his hand, and a ball of blue flames the size of a palm condensed in front of him, shooting towards the burly man of the rebels.

The rebel man turned his hand, and a red wooden ruler swelled in the wind, facing the blue flames.

As soon as the two came into contact, the blue flames exploded, spreading ice along the wooden ruler, and in the blink of an eye, the area for several miles around was transformed into a huge blue ice crystal.

The ice crystals are still spreading outward, and the light of the frozen wooden ruler inside is getting weaker and weaker, trembling slightly.

The rebel man was safe and sound under the light of the wooden ruler, and a huge crystal had formed around it, enveloping him.

The blue ice crystals were eroding the light of the wooden ruler little by little. The rebel man felt that his whole body was cold, and even the spiritual power in his body was running much slower. He was slightly frightened, put away his contempt, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.

The golden scales that were originally fighting against the black scythe suddenly shot back, slashing towards the blue ice crystal.

Like a wooden ruler, the golden scales were sealed by ice as soon as they came into contact with the blue ice crystals, and spread along the many scales.

The rebel man shouted low when he saw this, and the many golden scales turned into dots of light and condensed together, turning into a three-foot-long giant sword, exuding dazzling golden light and slashing down in the air.

There was no sound of clashing, and the ice crystals spread slowly along the giant sword. The sword became brighter and brighter, and golden light continued to pour into it from all around.

Just listen

There was a soft cracking sound, and a tiny crack appeared in the ice crystals spreading around it. As more and more golden light poured into the giant sword, the cracks in the ice crystals became larger and larger, and even the huge ice crystals with a radius of several miles were covered with cracks.

At a certain moment, the huge blue ice crystal suddenly shattered. At that time, the golden giant sword had grown to the size of ten feet. The person who was so bright could not open his eyes. The sword tip turned, pointed directly at the dark-faced man of the coalition forces, and fired at him.

And go.

When the dark-faced man from the coalition forces saw the giant sword slashed down, his complexion changed, and he flew back. The two sides formed a seal, and red light surged around him, forming a red halo to protect him inside.

In his hand, he pulled out a large black bell, hanging above it. The bell kept shaking, making an ear-splitting sound, and the black light condensed into a huge black door.

The giant sword slashed down with a loud bang, and the giant door condensed with black light distorted and deformed visible to the naked eye and then dissipated into the air.

The giant sword's power remained unabated and struck the Xuan Zhong, causing the Xuan Zhong to shake violently.

The golden giant sword slashed down frequently, and the black mass's light shrank sharply, teetering on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, a ray of light shot out, blocking the blow of the giant sword. Only a loud sound was heard, the golden giant sword shook slightly, and under the giant sword stood a slightly thin figure with his hands crossed.

Supporting the golden giant sword.

This person was none other than Tang Ning. The rebel man couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that he had resisted the giant sword's force with his body. Before he could react, Tang Ning had already taken action. His fists were like wind, hitting the giant sword.

The golden giant sword shook more and more violently under the attack of his iron fist, and soon it fell into pieces and turned into dots of light.


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