"Kaku..."

The dragon que had not diminished its momentum and landed on the top of the combat cabin. The thick diamond plate was torn apart in an instant.

As the pirate's body fell, the rolling blood fell into the combat cabin. If someone saw it, he would be shocked.

But Yi Qianmo drew his sword at the first time, turned around and looked at the remaining two pirates.

The two pirates were originally planning to seal Yi Qianmo's position and captured him in one fell swoop, but they never thought that Yi Qianmo would cut down an Immortal Realm pirate with one sword!

Both of them were confused. Looking at the remaining half of the corpse on the ground and the knife that was broken into two pieces, they suddenly realized the problem.

"You are... a... a powerful weapon!"

They guessed.

There were rumors before that Yi Qianmo had a nine-star spiritual treasure in his hand, but the weapon in front of him could never be a star-rated treasure.

This is definitely an extremely treasure, otherwise how could a cultivator with eight-turn chaos shake off the sword in the Immortal Realm with one sword, let alone chop the opponent over with one sword!

The companion just now definitely couldn't understand the loss of the sword's power, otherwise it wouldn't have died unjustly at Yi Qianmo's hands.

It’s probably embarrassing if it’s spread!

Before the two pirates could react, Yi Qianmo slashed over with another sword. This time they learned to be smart and dodged directly by this sword, which made Yi Qianmo slash lonely.

The two pirates were full of murderous intent, and Yi Qianmo drew his sword and immediately made a defensive posture. He was panting. If he had Yuanli, he would not have had such difficulty.

But the energy in his body has been exhausted, and now he is fighting with the physical body of the star tribe strengthened by the Ancestral Dragon Scale.

If it were an ordinary monk, he might not even be able to wield his sword, but even so, he could no longer sustain it at this moment.

He only relies on Long Que to turn the tables, but after the opponent realized Long Que's power, he only needed to dodge his attack. Long Que's weight means that his speed could not be faster at all.

Even if you can be fast, you will not be faster than two immortal realms.

"Don't get ahead!"

Yi Qianmo looked at him, "You can't kill me. If you kill me, you will be wasted your work for so long!"

"Little beast, even if you can't kill you, how many times can you wave this extreme weapon?"

A pirate said.

They immediately separated their positions, one after another, ready to launch an attack at any time.

Yi Qianmo was a little embarrassed, but he did not hesitate. All his strength gathered in his hands and slashed at one of the pirates with one sword.

The pirate was obviously not going to confront him head-on, and he flashed his body and was about to avoid him.

But at this moment, an accident happened. He suddenly felt a huge power of spiritual consciousness bombarding into his sea of ​​consciousness, accompanied by a "buzzing" sound in his forehead, as if he was about to tear apart.

Although it was only a moment, it took his life at this moment. Yi Qianmo's sword moved horizontally in the direction of his movement, and only another "click" sound was heard.

The sword penetrated his body and sputtered out with a string of blood beads. Yi Qianmo, driven by the sword, rotated and faced the pirate behind him.

The blood beads sputtered directly on his face, hot and hot.

"You're the only one left!"

Yi Qianmo stared at him coldly, his hands began to tremble, and the power on his body was already exhausted with the slash of these two swords.

There was even more emptiness and fatigue in his body, but his eyes were staring at the pirate in front of him, as if he was about to eat him.

Seeing this posture, the pirate in front of him subconsciously took two steps back and looked at the extra corpse on the ground, his eyes full of shock.

It was obviously a chaotic eight-turn, but it was just relying on an extreme weapon, but the other party killed two of his companions, both of which were beyond his immortal realm.

The first one is still the past, because I don’t understand it, but the second one is different. When I understand the other party, I was still hacked to death, which is a bit unreasonable.

Seeing Yi Qianmo's body activate and his tired face, he didn't dare to attack again because he didn't know how Yi Qianmo killed his second companion.

This is because he cannot sense the release of his spiritual consciousness. If he is an alchemist, he should know what is going on, but unfortunately he is not.

"Are you scared?"

Yi Qianmo sneered, "Actually, I no longer have the power to swing another sword. You only need one palm to completely defeat me, but you have to remember that you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will have to die without a burial place!"

But the pirate did not step forward. He looked at Yi Qianmo like a frightened bird.

At this moment, Yi Qianmo roared and said, "Since you don't do anything, then I'm here!"

He swung his sword and slashed towards the pirate again. There was something wrong in the direction when he swung the sword, and there were flaws all over his body, but the pirate was confused.

Although he did not feel the danger, he subconsciously stepped on his legs, turned around and jumped out of the combat compartment.

Yi Qianmo was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to catch up with him. The sword did not fall to the predicted position, so he slashed on the deck, leaving a crack.

But he knew that if he wanted to win, he couldn't rest.

He dragged Long Que and slowly walked to the edge of the top of the combat cabin. Looking at the battle below, he held the sword in both hands, inserted it on the ground, and roared: "Who else!!!"

On the deck, both sides who were fighting were attracted by this roar.

Originally, seeing three pirates coming up and one suddenly jumped off, they thought the battle was over, and Yang Chongzhi was even a little desperate.

Because Yi Qianmo was captured, it means that his battle had no meaning anymore. But when Yi Qianmo came forward and held the sword like a god descending to earth, Yang Chongzhi was stunned.

Not only him, but the remaining ten warriors were stunned and didn't understand what had just happened above.

It was not until Yi Qianmo threw half of the body down from above that they understood why the pirate jumped down just now and looked panicked.

"The remaining two pirates were killed by him?"

The monks present were all incredible.

Yi Qianmo wanted this effect. He glanced at the pirates and shouted: "Don't you want to know what kind of ethnic group I am? It's a pity that they don't have the ability to test it out. If they still want to test it, come up. I'll fight with you to see if you are qualified to know my identity!"

As soon as these words were said, the pirates' faces changed drastically. They suddenly realized that the monk they were trying to capture was not an ordinary monk, and there might be a huge tribe behind them.

Thinking of the other party urging the storm thunder crossbow just now, the pirates were frightened when they saw the bloody corpses on the ground and neatly split into two pieces.

"Break the wind, break the wind, break the wind!"

Yang Chongzhi let out three roars and waved his sword to kill the pirates.

At the same time, the soldiers behind him also shouted "Breaking the Wind" and killed the pirates.

The pirates who were already a little collapsed could not hold on at this moment. After a while of concealment, most of them actually jumped out of the ship, and more often fled to their own warships along the remaining ship-bound locks.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Chongzhi felt like he was dreaming: "It actually... drove them down!!!"
Chapter completed!