Chapter 771: Settling the Waves

Although he knew it was not good, Lu San couldn't care about thinking too much.

He looked up and his pupils shrank slightly.

Only to see Sha Lifei organizing the Lin family sailors to defend on the deck of the Lin family treasure ship.

They were back to back, forming an outward defense circle.

Either sword light flashed, trying hard to cut off the hook ropes thrown up, or they squatted on the edge of the ship, firing guns downward.

For a time, blood splashed and fire guns roared.

Others were not idle either, each using their means to defend against the enemy.

Kuai Dayou, Fatty Lin, and Kong Shangzhao guarded the cabin door. The three of them cooperated tacitly. You used a knife to block, I threw a flying knife, one fired a gun, and the other protected the back.

The cabin was the luggage and family foundation of the Twelve Yuan Chen, which was very precious.

Any water bandits who approached the cabin were all beheaded.

The most chilling to the enemy was undoubtedly Long Yaner.

As her water sleeves danced, poisonous insects darted out. Many water bandits who approached the Lin family's large ship were drilled into their bodies by the poisonous insects, lost their minds, and slashed at their companions crazily.

But similarly, there were experts among the water bandits who released hidden weapons.

Long Yaner had to dodge while casting spells.

As for Wu Ba, he held the tiger-crouching cannon and stared fixedly at the water surface.

He didn't fire, just kept moving the cannon barrel.

Lu San felt a chill in his heart and followed his line of sight to the turbulent water surface.

He could also feel two gloomy auras hiding, peeping like poisonous snakes.

Finally, on a small boat in the distance, he saw two people.

One of them was wearing a tattered green shirt, his appearance was withered, his face was cyan-gray, his eye sockets were deep like a skeleton, his white hair was sparse, and he was carrying a soul-guiding banner in his hand.

The other was a woman, wearing an opera robe, with heavy oil paint on her face, looking like she was smiling and crying.

It was the Yangzhou Ghost Opera Troupe's troupe leader "Huangquan Sanren" and "Qingluo Niang."

Ghost Opera Troupe evildoers!

Although Lu San didn't know the names of the two, he distinguished their identities.

But that "Huangquan Sanren" held the soul-guiding banner, formed a seal and chanted a spell, staring fixedly at the large ship, obviously using some kind of soul-disturbing secret method.

And that female lead faced the turbid water surface, her orchid fingers slightly raised, as if singing an opera.

Following her chanting, the water flow actually swirled strangely nearby, and a cold and filthy aura was emitted. Those water bandits also became more and more crazy.

The two were hiding well and were hiding behind other ships.

Although Wu Ba vaguely felt the direction, he couldn't accurately locate it.

After all, he awakened the body supernatural ability, his investigation ability was insufficient, and he couldn't see clearly from further away.

Not only that, those water bandits who were proficient in water also dived to the bottom of the ship to chisel the ship.

As the waves rolled, wood chips kept floating up.

"Wu Ba, over there!"

Lu San didn't hesitate to speed up his pace and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the hawk Lidong had flown over from the air, chirping above the Ghost Opera Troupe two people.

These cooperative means, they didn't practice less on weekdays.

Wu Ba immediately understood and pulled the trigger toward the water surface in the direction of the hawk's cry.

Not good!

"Huangquan Sanren" and "Qingluo Niang" saw that the situation was not good, exerted force under their feet, and while dark energy erupted, they performed escape techniques, turning into a black and a white thick mist, and dispersed rapidly.

Boom!

A roar, accompanied by fire and smoke, water waves splashed a foot high.

Wu Ba used scattershot, and all the small boats in that water area were turned into fragments.

Perhaps it was because of the thick fog cover, Wu Ba didn't dare to waste it casually, but now the tiger-crouching cannon finally exerted its power.

The water bandits who were attacking were startled.

Perhaps it was because of the power of the fire cannon, perhaps it was because the secret arts of the two Ghost Opera Troupe evildoers were gone, or perhaps it was because they saw the thick fog in Yangzhou dissipate, they finally woke up. A one-eyed man who was the leader shouted:

"Hard stubble, the wind is tight, pull away!"

With an order, everyone scattered and fled.

How could Lu San let them go? He pinched the dharma seal and patted the demon gourd.

"Buzz——!"

A group of black clouds instantly sprayed out from the gourd mouth. As soon as it appeared, it suddenly expanded and hummed.

Buzz-buzz-buzz!

It made people's scalps tingle.

These little things lived by eating poisonous insects. Since Long Yaner joined the team, those poisonous insects that failed in research and were difficult to control were all fed to the demon gourd, and the poisonous bees became more and more fierce.

Accompanied by the dense sound of flapping wings, they pounced on the water bandits who were trying to jump into the water or climb onto small boats to escape.

Screams tore through the smoke-filled air in an instant.

"Ah—— my eyes!"

"Poison! There are poisonous bees!"

The water bandits were like an ant colony poured with boiling water, rolling and slapping crazily on the narrow deck or in the turbid river water, and even dived into the water.

The poisonous bee stings carried toxins, piercing the skin and flesh, deep into the muscle.

The excruciating pain and rapidly spreading numbness caused them to instantly lose their ability to fight; like fish gripped by invisible hands, they twitched futilely on the deck, foaming at the mouth, or plunged directly into the water, sending up strings of murky bubbles.

In an instant, the river surface was filled with figures rolling and grabbing, and the scene was chaotic and shrill.

Long Yaner's eyes were cold, and her water sleeves swept across her front like a spirit snake.

Several strands of light cyan powder that were difficult for the naked eye to distinguish scattered into the air with the wind. Those poisonous bees seemed to have received some kind of instruction, and their attacks became more precise and manic, specifically looking for the exposed skin and flesh of the water bandits to sting.

Not long after, this group of water bandits was wiped out.

Some were directly pained to death and sank into the water, while others begged for mercy desperately, and under the gaze of Sha Lifei and the sailors, they raised their hands to surrender while wailing on the small boat.

However, while the poisonous bees were raging, the two from the Ghost Opera Troupe had disappeared without a trace.

Lu San shook his head slightly and didn't plan to pursue.

The situation was chaotic and the situation was unclear, so taking risks to pursue would instead lead to danger.

At the same time, rapid footsteps and the sound of metal colliding came from outside the wharf.

But seeing Xu Zhenshan leading the Law Enforcement Hall disciples and the Yangzhou Commandant's Office personnel rushing over.

Everyone had a murderous look, knives and guns were drawn, and the fire guns in their hands flashed with cold luster.

"Line up! Fire!"

The hoarse roar of the Commandant's Office officer sounded.

The thick fog had long been thoroughly driven away by the river wind, and the vision became clear.

The remaining Japanese pirates lost their smoke cover and saw the large army of officials killing them, and were suddenly panicked.

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by dense and chaotic gunshots, lead bullets swept over like a storm.

Blood splashed on many Japanese pirates, like ripe berries being broken, falling in pieces.

Those who resisted stubbornly were also quickly torn to pieces under the organized volley of the navy.

But there were still fierce and skilled in strange arts among the Japanese pirates.

Seeing that the general situation was gone, several black shadows rushed toward the cargo boxes and reed marshes piled up by the river.

Several of them suddenly threw several pitch-black and shiny pellets.

"Bang! Bang!" The pellets landed and exploded, not exploding, but bursting out large clouds of thick, pungent gray-white smoke that obscured the vision.

In the smoke, ninja figures could be vaguely seen flashing past.

When the smoke was blown away by the river wind, those figures had disappeared, leaving only a few water stains and traces of broken reeds, obviously using escape techniques to escape into the vast deep mountains in the distance...

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The battle finally subsided.

However, the price of victory was shocking.

The people of Yangzhou Prefecture had arrived at the high ground on the edge of the wharf, looking at the scene before them, even though they were used to life and death, they couldn't help but gasp.

The originally wide canal waterway was now like a hellish floating slaughterhouse.

The burning fire ships were the center of the tragedy.

Several large and majestic navy warships were thoroughly ignited, the ship bodies were like huge torches, the raging flames licked the pitch-black night sky, reflecting the river water into a blood red.

From time to time, there were ship keels, making ear-piercing breaking and collapsing sounds in the raging fire. ===== CHAPTER 772 =====