True Chief

Chapter 151 Ghost Pirate Part [-]

Where there is water is the main battlefield of Hesui Mountains and Rivers.

Even if the water in the basement can only submerge the position of the heel.

The water in the entire underground seemed to come to life, and it quickly wound towards the slave housekeeper like a python.

"What kind of exercise is this?" Before the steward's body rushed over, he felt that his legs were tightly entwined, and the water flow was entangled towards his neck.

The slave butler exuded a sense of lust all over his body, and a strong martial energy also exuded around his body.

Martial energy was released, boiling around him, trying to break free from the entanglement of the water flow.

"Curious ways, you dare to intrude into our place, go to hell." The housekeeper's whole body was shaken, and the water flow around him was instantly scattered by him. With a movement of his body, he attacked him again.

The old man stood in the distance without attacking, staring at him closely, wanting to see what kind of exercise he was using.

"An old guy who has lost his temper, and a guy who is a third-level martial artist, actually wants to offend our He Suiguo. Today is your death day."

He Sui Shanhe looked at the butler who rushed over, and the water around him slowly floated up.

"Go to hell." Hearing his words, the steward slave showed a fierce look on his face, and his fists contained strong martial energy, and he came to strike.

"boom!"

At this moment, a strong current of water rises directly, welcoming it like a tornado.

"bump!"

The water flow was scattered by the slave butler's fist, but before his body hit, more water flow wound towards his body.

The water flowed continuously towards his body, like poisonous snakes.

"The demon is crooked, I drank your blood today, let me taste your taste."

The old man standing in the center saw that the slave steward was about to be defeated, a ferocious smile appeared on his strange face, and his figure moved.

Martial Dao Grandmasters are even more terrifying than Martial Dao Grandmasters. Martial Dao Grandmasters can release Martial Qi, but Martial Dao Grandmasters can condense weapons and condense a pair of armor with Martial Qi.

The weapon defense of the martial arts master can face the bombardment of heavy weapons head-on, and can survive the artillery bombardment on the battlefield.

Wan Jun took the enemy's head from it, and he was talking about the martial arts master.

"bump."

Seeing the old man attacking, He Sui Shanhe had a dignified look on his face, his heart moved, and the water flow wrapped around Nu Butler's body exploded in an instant, severely injuring Nu Butler in an instant.

"Ah!" The slave steward was covered in blood, and took a dozen steps back with pain on his face: "Master, be careful, this kid's attack is very strange."

"No one is my opponent." The old man opened his mouth, and he could clearly see his mouthparts, huge chin, exuding aura.

"Water rope!" He Sui Shanhe's heart moved, and the water around him quickly condensed into a stream, winding directly towards the old man.

"Small tricks." The old man's arm trembled, and his hand condensed into a blood-red sharp sword, which directly cut off the water flow.

"Zizi." He Sui Shanhe sensed the sound from the water, as if it had been corroded.

"Sure enough, I have practiced magic skills and become obsessed." He Sui Shanhe looked at his condensed blood-colored long knife with a dignified face.

After the enchanted old man sucked the blood, the blood had completely corroded his weapon, and the enchantment had penetrated deep into the bone marrow. When there was no blood one day, he would die.

"Boy, go to hell." The blood-red long sword directly slashed at He Sui Shanhe.

"Touch," came the sound of a heavy impact.

The bloody sword condensed in the old man's hand slashed at He Sui Shanhe's body.

"What is this?" However, the old man had a surprised look on his face at this time, and he looked at a huge clamshell-like thing in front of him in shock.

More than three meters high, the blood-red long sword did not leave the slightest trace when it was cut on it.

"Things for defense." He Sui Shanhe smiled, with strong water energy exuding from his body.

"boom!"

A sound like a flood emanated from his body. At this moment, all the water in the basement rushed towards him.

"Witchcraft!" The old man showed shock on his face, his eyes swept the surrounding water, his eyes almost bulged out of his eye sockets: "Haha, people call me a demon, today I will destroy the demon."

The bloody long sword in the old man's hand stabbed directly at him.

He Sui Shanhe moved his body slightly, with a slight smile on his face, and his body moved slightly.

"bump."

The tip of the bloody long sword fell on the clamshell, making a crisp sound.

"I don't believe it, I can't cut off your tortoise shell." The old man saw that his attack did not leave the slightest trace, his face showed anger, and his blood gradually grew bigger, turning into a giant sword held in both hands.

"Bump bump."

Three or four consecutive shots landed on the clam shells of He Sui Shanhe, and the heavy blood-colored giant sword slashed in the direction and cracked the floor below.

"The attack is over." He Sui Shanhe had a sneer on his face.

Seeing that he was still unharmed, the old man took a few steps back with a gloomy expression.

But at this time, he found that he was completely surrounded by water.

The water formed a circle, completely surrounding the two of them.

"What kind of weird technique is this?" The old man stared at him and asked with his huge mouth open.

"The way of water." He Sui Shanhe smiled: "Buy it."

With a movement of his body, he directly hit the old man.

The water in the back swirled violently, and drops of water shot towards the old man like bullets.

"It's wishful thinking to defeat me." The old man's eyes slowly turned red, and his whole body looked like a devil just crawled out of hell, dripping with blood.

The whole body exudes the smell of blood.

"Zi Zi, Zi Zi."

The water droplets fell on his body and were directly melted by a special corrosive substance. He Sui Shanhe showed surprise on his face.

"The state of being enchanted."

"Bring out the blood."

The old man let out a roar, and grabbed his arm directly towards his clamshell.

Seeing this situation, He Sui Shanhe smiled slightly, and directly closed the clam shell completely.

"Zizi." The corrosive voice came from outside, sensing the change of the clam shell outside, I was surprised again.

"To be able to corrode clam shells, the possessed martial arts master is really powerful."

He Sui Shanhe discovered that his spells were completely ineffective against the old man's attack.

When the spell falls on him, it will be melted by the power of corrosion.

However, with the clamshell natal spiritual weapon, the old man has nothing to do with him.

The strength of the clam shell was beyond his expectation, and the strength of a martial arts master could not destroy it.

"If this is in the sea, I still have a way, but here, there is still no way to face this powerful old man. The strength of the old man at this time is at least the peak of a martial arts master."

There was a sizzling corrosion sound outside, leaving white marks on the shell, but that was the best it could be

(End of this chapter)