Pirate's I'll become stronger by fishing

Chapter 71

"Mo Yan, be careful!"

On the Dragon ten thousand miles, Zhang Jun held the evil knife and thunder blood of golden lightning, and his right foot disappeared in place.

The ghost Mo Yan, who holds a knife in both hands on the opposite side, is waiting for him solemnly.

If someone observes carefully, he will find that although ghost Moyan has been able to fight with a knife with both hands, the two knives seem to divide him into two halves, which is clear and difficult to integrate.

"Break the gold!"

A loud drink came from nowhere.

In the void, a ray of golden light suddenly appeared, coming with a strong sharp breath at a lightning speed.

It feels like it can cut everything!

"Ghost wheel! Divine light!"

Ghost Mo Yan reacted very quickly.

His right hand pulled up a dark sword wheel, and the white light of his left hand suddenly appeared and stabbed away!

Boom!

There was a loud noise and the whole ship was shaken!

"Ah!!! This is the third time, the third time!"

Suddenly, misoga rushed out of the room and shouted wildly.

"Well..."

Zhang Jun's figure reappeared and touched his head awkwardly.

He has been fighting with ghost Mo Yan all morning.

Although it is surrounded by Lanling's air wall, sometimes it's too powerful to help.

As the saying goes, Mo Yan's moves are more and more powerful.

However, Zhang Jun also had a big brain hole and integrated Jin Linglei into Lei's blood. As expected, Lei's blood became much sharper!

"I said boss, and your ice face! Can you stop it! I'm drawing a chart!"

Misoga said bitterly that if he hadn't failed to fight, he would have beaten the two people in front of him!

"Well, let's practice in another place..."

Zhang Jun's eyes flashed and looked at Lan Ling.

"Why, what's the matter?"

Lan Ling was hairy when Zhang Jun looked at him, and a faint blush flashed on his cold face.

"Lan Ling, can you build us a combat platform?"

Zhang Jun rubbed his hands and walked over.

Misoga shrugged behind him and walked into the room.

Perhaps misoga has picked up his dream when he has been doing nothing for a long time.

I still remember when he followed Zhang Jun to sea, he wanted to be the greatest sailor!

So with his memory, he gradually drew the scattered maps in this journey.

Then save it on another paper.

At the same time, he is also studying his own weather fruits.

To be honest, if the weather fruit is used to fight, it really has some chicken ribs.

Because it can't cause any substantial harm.

Unless he can cause weather of natural disaster level!

But for now, his weather fruit can only play a supporting role.

"I have to find a way to create weather suitable for our side in the battle, and I have to improve my ability to make weather, otherwise I won't play a role in natural disasters!"

Misoga put away the paper and muttered as he walked to the open space above the cabin.

As a result, a strange phenomenon appeared in this place.

I was just basking in the sun. At the next moment, it suddenly rained. Then the rain suddenly stopped and hail began

Meanwhile, on deck.

Lan Ling was sitting in a chair, reading a book in his right hand.

The left elbow rests on the armrest with the palm facing the sky.

In the air, two figures are constantly colliding and separating.

Black, white, blue, gold

Lights of various colors flicker from time to time.

This is Zhang Jun's idea. Let Lan Ling build a plane with air fruit, which can support the two of them to fight on it.

Its name is beautiful. It can make them fight each other and exercise Lan Ling's strength.

He also named the plane, air battlefield!

During the experiment in the room, hill came out and saw a scene. He first felt strange, and then walked back with his forehead.

Do you treat the peerless beauty like this!

In the air, the battle is reaching a white hot stage. They don't care so much!

"Mo Yan, I won't open second gear, but in addition, I'll try my best!"

Zhang Jun stood still, holding the knife in both hands, and his momentum gradually solidified.

"Good!"

Ghost Mo Yan's expression was serious, and his black and white streamer flowed.

"Movie thousand knives!"

Standing where he was, Zhang Jun let out a loud drink.

In an instant, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the air and quickly went towards the ghost Mo Yan.

In this move, Zhang Jun not only joined the spirit thunder, but also increased his power with three levels of magnetic force. Each knife shadow took the sharp gas and broke through the air with the momentum of thunder!

"Ghosts and gods change!"

Ghost Mo Yan pondered a little, and the black-and-white sword shadows were forcibly merged into a huge sky sword.

Thousands of sword shadows collide with Tiandao, and everything loses color in a moment!

Hum

The huge buzzing sound dispersed, Zhang Jun stood in place and slowly collected the thunder blood, while ghost Mo Yan was half kneeling on the ground.

"Poof!"

Zhang Jun, who thought nothing was wrong and was about to pull ghost Mo Yan up, suddenly saw ghost Mo Yan open his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then fell into a coma.

"Hill!"

Zhang Jun picked up ghost Mo Yan and rushed to Hill's room.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

As soon as hill opened the door, he saw Zhang Jun rush in with ghost Mo Yan.

"What's the matter with him?"

By the hospital bed, Hill said with a frown.

"I ended the war with him, and he was like this. It's reasonable to say that he shouldn't be so seriously injured..."

Zhang Jun had some doubts. He knew that ghost Moyan shouldn't have such a serious injury.

"Brother Jun, you're right, not because of you..."

Hill looked at it and spoke slowly.

"He was hurt so much because two kinds of energy in his body were out of control!"

Hill is a little helpless. She can only treat the injury, but she can't calm down these two forces.

"If this problem is not solved, his body will only continue to be hurt..."

Looking at Zhang Jun who suddenly realized, Hill said with concern.

"What about that?"

Zhang Jun now understands that it must be because ghost Mo Yan performed the divine ghost change, and obviously, this is not the skill he can master now!

"I don't have any way at this time, but I can balance his physical recovery and injury. It's hard to say whether he can wake up!"

With a helpless sigh, Hill turned to prepare the medicine.

"Alas! Why do you spell like that!"

Zhang Jun reluctantly said, turned and walked out.

Now we can only see if there is anything that can cure ghost Mo Yan, or we can only fish through the system.

Unfortunately, there is no bait now!

"Boss, what's going on?!"

Just out of the door, misoga and Lanling came together.

After Zhang Jun explained, they looked strange and worried.

At this time, everyone fell into an atmosphere of worrying about ghost Mo Yan and looking for something that could cure him.

No one noticed a small boat coming slowly in their direction in the distance.

On the ship, a man with a pair of eagle eyes, some strange clothes and a big knife was closing his eyes.

"The Dao meaning just now is interesting..."

Suddenly, a slightly inaudible word floated out of his mouth.