Zhao Chun brushed away the body of the woman dressed in fine clothes, and the black sword Gui Sha fell into his hand immediately. Hearing the words of the girl behind him, he couldn't help but look back and said: "Most of the black thieves are based on the cultivation of Yuan, you can stay here with peace of mind."
They were not the only monks detained in the dark room of the cabin. When they saw Zhao Chun breaking through the door and killing the people who came with thunderous means, they were all excited and shouted from behind the iron door: "Fellow Taoist, please do something for me quickly." Once I get rid of the restraints, I can help you."
However, Zhao Chun just wanted to speak quickly and wanted to waste too much time on them, so he took the long sword and walked straight out of the cabin without saying a word.
"Fellow Taoist, if you are not willing to save us, how can you win alone? Or -"
Seeing her not squinting and treating everyone's words as nothing, the monks and others in the dark room began to panic. They held the iron door with both hands and almost screamed at the top of their lungs. In their hearts, Zhao Xun was only in the early stage of his condensation. He took action to kill the well-dressed woman in the late stage of Ning Yuan, but if she really faced the black thieves on board the ship, she would still be unable to defeat the four-handed man with just two fists.
But before they finished speaking, the black thief who noticed something had changed in the dark room of the cabin had already rushed inside. With a loud shout, his two skills were revealed. At the moment when the sword energy came across, his body fell down in two parts, and blood spattered!
The passage in the cabin was narrow, and it was difficult for the black thieves to encircle them. When Zhao Chun broke through, he was able to use his sword energy to open the way and move forward like a broken bamboo. She used the early cultivation level of Ningyuan, but with one sword, she actually made many What's worse is that her black thieves can't even resist her, and her internal organs and limbs are all over the floor, creating an evil Shura scene!
"Fall back!"
The black thief was not a man without a plan. After knowing that the current situation was not good for him, he waved and shouted to retreat, heading towards the spacious deck of the warship.
Zhao Shun refused to let them go easily. He turned his sword and suddenly stretched out his left hand to form a claw. The true energy rolled in and instantly condensed into a big red-gold hand in front of him, locking the panicked retreating man into his hand!
The sun's true essence was extremely hot and intense. The black thief who was locked in his hand felt that he was entering a cave of fire, his whole body was burned to pieces, and then he squeezed it with his big hand. Many people with poor cultivation turned into flying ashes and suddenly scattered in the sky. Inside the cabin!
Many black thieves who had escaped were even more frightened when they saw this. For a moment, their feet were in chaos and they began to panic and choose their way out.
"I want you to cause chaos!" Zhao Chun moved as fast as the wind, with true meaning poured into his legs and feet. There was no wind in the cabin. At this time, there was also the sound of hunting wind, which was consistent with the screams of black thieves, and it was even more different. The view of the world.
She threw Guisha up, and saw the silver-white sword energy shaking into eight parts, and it was not over yet. Zhao Xun's mind moved slightly, the light and shadow of the eight sword energy intertwined, and then divided into two times, forming a total of thirty-two swords. The clones rise and fall on both sides of the black sword!
Just as Zhao Shun thought, after advancing in the way of swordsmanship, the technique of Qi sword will also be improved accordingly. At the sword Qi state, it can become eight swords, and at the sword Gang state, it can become thirty-two swords. Even so, she can still feel Thirty-two swords are still not the ultimate, but it is a pity that the fourth realm of swords has just been entered, and it is not yet perfect, so it has to stop at thirty-two swords!
"Thirty-two is enough to deal with you."
I didn't realize it when I was eight-handed swords, but now thirty-two swords are flying like shadows, with silver light shining brightly, causing countless blood splashes. Zhao Shun clasped her left hand behind her back, and stood with two fingers of her right hand in front of her body. She walked from the blood river like a leisurely stroll. To the black thief, she didn't look like a sword cultivator who slayed demons and defended the way, but more like a demon that was even bigger than himself!
The sky was already setting at the end of the cabin, and the black thieves who could escape had already escaped.
Those who could not escape were killed by the sword, and their bodies were scattered and piled up.
"Is she really that scary?" The Sixth Master's eyes were like bells, his big red nose kept flaring, he held a short-handled giant ax in each hand, and his breath was as thick as an ox.
The black thieves all held magic weapons tightly in their hands and surrounded the entrance and exit of the cabin in a semicircle. People who managed to escape said that the monk had an invisible way of killing people, cutting people in half, and extremely powerful ones. The blazing big hands will instantly destroy the person who is held by them, not to mention the flying swords that appear later, leaving the black thieves with almost no power to fight back!
"I'll kill her first," Head Six glanced at everyone with his angry eyes and spat, "and then we'll deal with the trash that escaped from the battle!"
With his ferocious and mighty aura overwhelming them, the black thieves were relieved of their fear and stared at the small door of the cabin, not daring to look sideways.
They didn't wait long before a figure appeared staggeringly at the small door, but that figure was quite tall and strong, not like the tall and handsome Zhao Chun.
The black thieves probed with their spiritual senses and saw clearly the face of the tall figure. He was the person most trusted by the Sixth Master on weekdays, and he was also one of the few Yuan Yuan Dzogchen in the several warships this time!
When they saw him coming, covered in blood, they didn't look like they were victorious at all. Instead, the look in their eyes was one of extreme fear, to the point where their pupils were trembling.
"That is!"
Everyone looked down, and there was actually a slight sword tip piercing the man's chest. If he didn't move forward, the sword behind him would penetrate his body and kill him!
"Save..." The person behind him pulled away the long sword, and his majestic body suddenly fell to the ground like a fallen autumn leaf. Everyone saw a palm with long and distinct knuckles falling, and the head under his hand exploded like a cracked melon. The soul like lotus seeds also shrieked and dispersed in the true essence under his hands!
A monk who had condensed the essence of Dzogchen was completely destroyed in body and soul in an instant!
The black thieves are monks captured from all over the sea. How can we expect them to be united and not afraid of death?
Seeing this tragic situation, many black thieves couldn't help but abandon their magic weapons and scattered and ran away. The Sixth Master stamped his feet and was furious, but he also knew in his heart that now was not the time to deal with him and others. After shouting "Ah!" twice, he raised two giant axes and slashed at Zhao Shun!
How could Zhao Chun not know that the leader of the black thieves on the ship took two steps forward and stepped on the giant ax he had chopped off? He lifted himself into the air, turned his backhand into a sword to protect his body, and cut off the silver-white sword energy with two fingers. Together!
The Sixth Master had a strong body. He wielded two giant axes with the force of waving waves, but his walking movements were very nimble and light. When he saw Zhao Xuan flying in the air, he quickly bent over and rolled to avoid the sword energy, and then kicked his big feet towards the ship's plank. It immediately rose into the air!
The physical power of the demon clan is far greater than that of other clans. After the natal magic weapon is sacrificed and refined, it will be helped by the monks' profound skills. The two giant axes of the Sixth Master must be extremely hard. Zhao Xuan uses silver-white sword energy. He slashed it away, but he crossed the giant ax to block it. It only left white marks on the axe's body and was not directly chopped into pieces.
"My great wave-cutting axe was made from the cold iron of the Western Sea by my second brother. Without the cultivation of Yuan, there is no way to destroy it!" The Sixth Master was secretly happy, but he was also a little wary of Zhao Xuan.
If you can confront him with your early stage cultivation of Yuan Yuan, you will probably meet the genius of the human race that the eldest sister mentioned!
"I don't know if she is on that list, so I'll take her head back first. If I really come across it, I'll give it to the Demon King for a big reward!" He couldn't help laughing out loud, looking at the head on Zhao Chun's neck. With something at his fingertips, the two giant axes were scraped together to make a harsh sound.
