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Chapter 127 The expected scene did not appear
Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and the Japanese pirates and the government soldiers stared blankly at Ishimaru Sodai's headless corpse, their eyes widened.

Ishimaru Sodai died?

They were in a daze, but Ji Sibo wouldn't be in a daze. How could there be time for a daze on the battlefield?

Manually, the sword moved, and the head fell to the ground.

In such a short moment, he killed six Japanese pirates by relying on his ghostly body skills and superb swordsmanship.

The pervasive smell of blood brought everyone back to their senses.

The Japanese pirates were naturally mad, the leader was killed in one round, and so many brothers died, they rushed forward with Japanese swords, and wanted to kill Ji Sibo to avenge the dead.

Yang Kai and the others stared blankly at the scene in front of them, their hands trembling with the sword in their hands.

Fan Zheng asked Yang Kai in a low voice, "What should we do now?"

Yang Kai watched Ji Sibo bravely kill the enemy, his expression fluctuated, and he finally gritted his teeth, "What else can I do, of course it's up, it's impossible to just watch and not do it, right?"

After finishing speaking, he held up the big knife, shouted: "My lord, I'll help you!" and rushed inside.

Fan Zheng was stunned, and stomped his feet, "Everyone follow me, protect your lord!"

The sound of shouting and killing sounded immediately.

The commotion was so loud that the people in the city were already woken up. The common people hid in their homes and shivered, not daring to light the lamps. They just hoped that the morning would be bright, so that the Japanese pirates would retreat.

Song Xing and the others also heard this movement, listened intently, and all showed a knowing smile. They had heard this kind of shouting and killing too much in these years, and they were very familiar with it.

Song Xing even hummed leisurely, "After a cup of tea, we're going out, everyone, take a look at your clothes, don't dress too neatly."

It caused the three of them to burst into low laughter.

Ji Fushou was sitting in the flower hall, drinking tea as usual, while Chunyan next to him turned pale with anxiety, clasped his hands together, and prayed in a low voice, "I beg all the gods in the sky to protect the young master when he returns safely. Burn incense and fulfill your wish.”

After she finished praying, she saw that the girl beside her was not worried at all, so she couldn't help asking: "Girl, aren't you worried?"

Ji Fushou glanced at the dark night outside, and directed Chunyan, "Sibo will be fine, you go to the kitchen to boil hot water first, wash up after he comes back, and let the cook make some food to fill his stomach .”

Su had already taken the three of them out, and kept on guard secretly. Unless Ji Sibo's life was really in danger, they would not make a move.

Soon, there were waves of footsteps on the street.

It was the remaining more than 500 government soldiers who came out of the camp, and the servants of the Yamen were also fully armed and rushed to the place where the sound of fighting was heard.

A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Ji Fushou's lips, no wonder the Ningbo Mansion could not do anything about those Japanese pirates, with such a speed, they must be rushing to collect the corpses of their comrades, right?
The pirates also heard the sound of footsteps and shouts from behind, and the survivors gave Ji Sibo a stern look, and shouted, "The wind is tight, scream!"

He retreated with a huff, cleanly.

Ji Sibo was out of breath, covered in blood, and his hand holding the sharp sword was slightly numb. He wanted to chase after the group of remnants of soldiers, but it was not yet dawn. He had been fighting for so long, and his strength was also weak. He was afraid that if he continued to chase, he would fall into a trap Ambush, watching the group of Japanese pirates disappear into the night with regret.

"Don't be afraid, Sibo, we are here, hurry up, go up and protect Master Ji!"

Song Xing yelled loudly, and when he brought people near the fighting venue, his footsteps gradually slowed down, and what appeared in front of his eyes seemed to be a Shura land.

The blood had already flowed all over the floor, meandering down, and trickling over the soles of his feet, the soles of the shoes were soon soaked, sticky and greasy, creepy.

The strong smell of blood wafted to the tip of his nose along the breeze, making his stomach churn with nausea.

Taking a closer look, human heads were scattered everywhere, brains mixed with blood, and several headless corpses were trampled to pieces.

A stream of sour water surged up his throat, and Song Xing just wanted to spit out everything he ate for dinner.

When had he seen such a scene?

What was even more frightening was that standing in the middle of the pile of corpses was a blood man. Except for his sharp eyes, it was almost impossible to see what color clothes he was wearing.

Especially when those eyes full of cold light looked at him, Song Xing's heart trembled inexplicably.

Who is this person?

How can it be so terrible?
"Where are you Sir Ji?" Song Xing turned his head, looked at Yang Kai and others and asked.

Yang Kai and the others still had a kind of shock left on their faces, when they heard Song Xing's question, they all looked towards a certain place in unison.

Following their gazes, Song Xing saw the blood man, and an ominous omen was born in his heart.

Shouldn't it be
Just thinking like this, he saw the blood man flicking the blood beads on the sword, and walking towards Song Xing and the others step by step, Yang Kai and others gave way to him wherever he passed.

Ji Sibo killed someone, and his evil spirit became heavier, like a god of killing. Affected by his aura, Song Xing and Niu Lezhi couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Ji Sibo frowned, stood still, and cupped his hands towards Song Xing, "My lord, the Japanese pirates attacked at the third watch tonight. Fortunately, the officials did not disgrace their orders and killed 26 pirate heads. The rest of the Japanese pirates all retreated without disturbing the people."

Not only Song Xing and Niu Lezhi, but even the rest of the government soldiers, the Ningbo prefect, and the yamen guards who came behind them all opened their mouths in shock and stared at Ji Sibo dumbfounded.

What did he just say?
Song Xing pointed at Ji Sibo, his lips trembling, "You killed 26 Japanese pirates?"

Even Yang Kai and the others looked at him like a ghost. As people who experienced this battle, they knew better than anyone that Ji Sibo had been surrounded by Japanese pirates from the very beginning. Distracted to count how many people were killed?

Ji Sibo didn't look proud at all, and he didn't intend to ask for credit, "Yes, these thieves were killed by the lower officials alone. It's a pity that the camp came too slowly, otherwise all the remaining Japanese pirates could be left behind."

Song Xing and the others seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights. They couldn't say anything at this moment, because what they saw was too absurd for them.

Ji Sibo suddenly said again, "Oh, by the way, I seem to have killed the leader of that group of pirates, my lord, come and take a look at these heads, identify them, and see if there is their leader here?"

Song Xing's complexion changed drastically, "What did you say? Shi Wan is their leader?"

Ji Sibo glanced back, found the head of Ishimaru Chuangda accurately, carried him and threw it to Song Xing, "Let's take a look, my lord."

Song Xing didn't care that he would throw his head suddenly!

Subconsciously picked it up, and then there was a layer of sticky and greasy feeling on his hand, and then looked down, Ishimaru Soda's hideous appearance, with white brains on his hand.

"vomit--"

(End of this chapter)