Chapter 50: Lin Hai and the Eight Immortals

  Today is the third watch...

  "Tan Chenzi, Ren Chuanyu~~~"

  "One shot breaks the chaos, Zhao Zhenhuan~~~"

  "Drunk martial artist, Ting Liang~~~"

  With Li Rui's appearance, three more people walked out of the dense forest, smiling and reporting their names.

  Huang Hai's gaze was cold as he stared at these people, thinking to himself why he had never met them before. Looking at their appearance, they didn't seem like bandits, yet now they were blocking their convoy.

  He weighed it in his mind, these five people's kung fu were about the same, all of them being strong second-class divine power level. If he was alone, he might be able to take on three of them at most, but as for the other two, they would probably need a group attack to win.

  From the current situation, he doesn't have a ten percent chance of winning. For now, he has to bring out the name of Black Wind Mountain. After all, in this area, the name of Black Wind Mountain is still extremely loud.

  "In the lower reaches of the Yellow Sea, black..."

  He had just said that, when suddenly a flash of light came from behind, this flash was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, it was as if it had ignited a general.

  Huang Hai didn't even have time to say the following words, and had already rolled into mid-air, dodging the attack. Afterwards, he lowered his body and crouched on the ground, with the three-pronged spear already in hand.

  This flash of light was actually a stone thrown by Zhang Chong, and Huang Hai Feng nimbly dodged it. At this point, he also let out a soft sigh.

  "Alas, if I were at Lin Ye's level, this wouldn't be so easily avoided."

  However, in the instant when the stone was thrown out, under the fleet of cars, dozens of brilliant lights lit up. Zhang Chong recognized clearly that they were rows of talismans, which had been laid out there long ago and were now being displayed at this moment.

  In an instant, many people under this glory were injured and crying out in anguish.

  "Are there still people on the other side?"

  Huang Haifeng saw this scene, and his chances of winning were even smaller. The other party didn't give him a chance to speak, and the arrangement was so exquisite that it was possible that they were the sworn enemies of Heifeng Mountain for many years.

  At this thought, he brandished his three-pronged spear and with a swift movement, charged towards Wang Mingyang.

  "Capture the king first, then capture the bandit."

  This is the only way to win in the blink of an eye over the Yellow Sea. He has already judged that this Tuo Bei Shou Wang Mingyang should be their leader, and if he can capture him, he may be able to reverse this defeat.

  Wang Mingyang saw him rushing over, also unhurried and unworried, single-handedly holding up the huge stone tablet, placing it horizontally in front of his chest, while his left hand continuously struck the tablet with fierce blows.

  One after another white large palm prints, towards Huang Hai Feng's body shape where it was, struck past.

  Huang Hai's spear moved as swiftly as a swimming dragon, darting about within the large handprint. Occasionally, he would encounter an unavoidable handprint, and with a light flick of his trident, he would deflect it to the side.

  As the yellow sea beacon fire approached, Li Rui, the elegant fan master, also rushed over and shouted loudly.

  "Big brother, I'm here to help you," as he spoke, the fan in his hand quietly unfolded, and on top of the fan was a painting of a waterfall flying down. And with the unfolding of the fan, a green stream shot out towards Huang Hai Feng.

  Huang Hai's three-pronged spear was shrouded in a misty aura, with three strands of energy weaving together to form a shape like a misty shield, which continuously drew in the water flow.

  Then, the misty shield opened and closed fiercely, and countless water droplets splashed out.

  Li Rui's expression also changed greatly. This explosion cloth was the spiritual spring in the fan, and it was also what he had spent a very long time nurturing. The amount of spiritual spring directly affected the power of the fan. Therefore, if it were to be dispersed by Huang Haifeng like this and couldn't be recovered into the fan, that would be a loss that couldn't be made up for.

  His body immediately flew up into mid-air, the fan in the air, continuously shaking, wanting to catch these flying splashing water.

  "Second brother, I'm here to help you."

  In the woods at this time, another loud shout came, with this sound, a figure flew out, and as he flew out, his two hands were stretched out.

  One black and one white, two double-net-like objects, are about to open up.

  A black net-like object rushed towards Huang Hai Feng's figure.

  The white object, however, rushed into the vast sky and flew towards the spiritual spring.

  Only after he made his move did Zhang Cheng, who was hiding on the side, see clearly that it wasn't a big net, but rather a large number of black and white flying daggers.

  This dark device is uniform in color and presents a shape of the same size as the original.

  Looking at the dark projectiles flying all over the sky, Zhang Chong couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Rich people are indeed rich, even Lin Ye wouldn't have thrown out so many flying darts at once.

  When the white hidden weapon clashed with the Lingquan drop, two light and nimble collisions occurred, with just the right amount of force to pop the drop right in front of Li Rui.

  "Lao Liu, thank you so much~~" Li Rui said loudly when he saw this person's help.

  Huang Haifeng tread the Eight Trigrams Step in the midst of a hail of hidden projectiles, dodging and weaving to avoid them with barely an inch to spare.

  At this time, Zhao Zhenhuan was already holding a heavy iron spear, standing beside Wang Mingyang, waiting for Huang Haifeng's impact in that place.

  In an instant, Huang Hai knew that this battle was bound to end in defeat. To say nothing of the six people who appeared before him, he might not even be able to withstand them, let alone the unknown number of others who had yet to appear.

  "Discretion is the better part of valour." Huang Haifeng thought to this point, then stopped his footsteps and no longer attacked. Instead, he retreated quickly and as he was leaving, one of his hands reached into his bosom and pulled out an object, which he lightly applied to one of the hidden weapons. Then, he rushed far away.

  Others, in a state of panic, seeing Huang Hai's banner fleeing, where was the will to fight? At that moment, they whistled and all scattered like birds and beasts.

  The last person to emerge from the dense forest saw Huang Haifeng escape and raised a square, flat plate with both hands. With a loud shout, the plate seemed to have a gravitational force, instantly sucking back all the hidden weapons that had just been fired into the sky.

  "Clang, clang, clang, clang~~~~~" A crisp sound of metal collision, all the hidden weapons were sucked back. It turned out that the flat and square plate held by this person was a metal Go board, and the hidden weapons he shot out were all black and white chess pieces.

  After seeing others leave, another person walked out of the dense forest, smiling and saying:

  "It seems like we've made a big profit today, brother."

  "But I haven't finished speaking, why did you take action ahead of time? What if this isn't an unjust thing, wouldn't that tarnish the reputation of the Lin Hai Eight Immortals?" Wang Mingyang said slowly.

  "Big brother, you know me, if you don't finish speaking, how can I possibly take action?"

  "I don't have either..."

  For a moment, everyone shook their heads, seeing this scene, Wang Mingyang felt strange instead.

  At this moment, his eyes swept over the convoy and were astonished to find that the convoy had disappeared.

  "What about the convoy?" Wang Mingyang shouted loudly.

  This was exactly what Zhang Chong had done, he saw a team of goods left behind and his mouth watered, thinking that if he could sweep all of them into his ring, it would be great.

  He didn't know that the larger the storage space of the ring, the higher the price. A ring like this one, which can hold an entire fleet's worth of goods, would cost far more than all these goods combined.

  Moreover, it's not just that the price is high, but also that there are no buyers. Because cultivators who have reached that level of power wouldn't even bother with something like a storage ring.

  But as soon as he swept his mind, the goods directly entered his pale green ring.

  This sudden change also caught Zhang Chong off guard, but he came to his senses a moment later. Never mind the reason, having gained such a great advantage, shouldn't he hurry up and run away?

  At this moment, he thought of flying away in retreat.

  "Where are you going to run to~~~"

  Just then, a cold voice came from the air.