Super Pirate Ship

"I'm going to stab you in the arm!!"

"Be careful, I'm going to stab your right foot!!"

Along with Fang Baiyu's voice came his strange sword skills. No matter how Yagyu's sword was avoided, the water sword followed him like a shadow and would not stay three centimeters away from his body. The cold sword light contained on the water sword made Yagyu's sword impossible. The muscles all over his body were tense, and his skin was sore from the sword intent.

From birth to now, he has never lost to anyone in swordsmanship. When he was 20 years old, he defeated all the older generation swordsmen in the sword sect, including the great sect leader. In the Japanese country, he was called the Japanese country. A swordsmanship genius who appears only once in five hundred years.

But now, Yagyu Yijian is just timid. The middle-aged man dressed like a Confucian scholar in front of him is really weird. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Yagyu Yijian exclaimed: "You are Xiaoyao Sanren Fang Bai Yu?!"

"Haha, it took me so long to figure it out. You are really stupid. No wonder your attainments in swordsmanship are so low!!" Fang Baiyu chuckled, turning his wrist, and the water sword moved left, right, up and down, countless times. The sword flower was pulled out, and the sound of tearing clothes and silk came.

Yagyu Ichiken felt a sharp stabbing pain in his right thigh. He lowered his head and saw that the samurai robe around his waist had been cut off. The palm-sized piece of cloth slowly fell towards the ground, and there was an obvious streak on his upper thigh. The sword marks still have blood.

"It's really disgusting!!"

It felt like he was being teased by a dog. This made Yagyu Ikken, who had a high self-esteem, feel a huge insult. A sense of shame and anger erupted from deep in his heart like a volcano. He saw his right hand letting go of the Demon Moon Sword, and Demon Moon The sword did not fall, but floated strangely in front of him.

"In my name, summon the sword spirit!!"

Yagyu opened his mouth and spurted out, and a mouthful of blood fell onto the Demon Moon Sword. Suddenly, the slowly floating Demon Moon Sword kept trembling, emitting an evil blood-colored light, and there were countless cries of ghosts and wolves. From it, the sight of corpses strewn across the field in the bloody glow was clearly visible.

"Such an evil sword has caused so many evils!" Fang Baiyu was also shocked by the sight in front of him. The sky-high resentment burst into the Demon Moon Sword, and the ghosts wept.

"Buzz!!"

The Demon Moon Sword trembled more and more violently, and then it was like a comet dragging its huge tail of blood towards Fang Baiyu. The speed was so fast that it broke the sound barrier, and Fang Baiyu was only a hundred meters away from Yagyu Ichijian, half a meter away. He didn't even have to take a breath, the tip of the sword was directly at his throat.

However, when the seemingly extremely powerful Demon Moon Sword was still three inches away from Fang Baiyu's throat, it suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped. Under Yagyu Ichiken's horrified eyes, Fang Baiyu stretched out his hand, with fingers like a woman's The slender index finger and middle finger held the tip of the Demon Moon Sword just right.

An Bei Changhao had a gloomy face. He knew that Yagyu Ichijian was defeated, and the defeat was extremely tragic. He took a look at the battle between Master Susano Zuo and Hua Tianyun. It was still very exciting. They were evenly matched, and one had domineering strength. Incomparably, a person's power is very pure, and his attacks as a spiritual body are also extremely weird.

"Buzz!!"

The Demon Moon Sword seemed unwilling to be controlled by Fang Baiyu. A streak of blood burst out from the sword, and a shrill ghost cry came out, which was so harsh that it shook the soul.

"Haha, there are also soul shocks. If it were an ordinary person, it would really fall into your trap!!"

Fang Baiyu grasped the Demon Moon Sword. No matter how the Demon Moon Sword trembled and struggled, he could not escape from his grasp. Then he saw Fang Baiyu's right hand caressing the Demon Moon Sword. Wherever his palm passed, the bloody light of the Demon Moon Sword It slowly converged, and finally disappeared, becoming very dim.

"Impossible, the Demon Moon Sword has lost contact with me!!" Liu Shengyijian made a sound of uncontrollable horror and looked at Fang Baiyu with fearful eyes.

"Haha, in today's world, there is no one else but Lao Bai who has the best swordsmanship. You dare to compete with him? Didn't you know before you came to China that Fang Baiyu's talent is Wanjian Guizong? , as long as your cultivation level does not exceed his, then the sword in your hand is his weapon!!" The sword god laughed loudly and looked at Yagyu Ichiken in a joking manner.

Yagyu Ichiken's face changed violently, and he made an extremely gloomy voice, "Where the sword is, the person is there, but when the sword dies, the person dies."

The aura on his body also surged. Just when the sword god thought that Yagyu Itken wanted to give it a try, suddenly, Yagyu Itken's body fled away in the distance. The speed was so fast that when the sword god reacted, Already a thousand meters away.

Blood Escape!

In Bushido, there is a secret technique of escape. In times of desperation, half of one's blood essence is consumed to perform blood escape. Even a strong person with a higher level of cultivation is unable to prevent it.

An Bichanghao was now in a dilemma. Should he leave or not?

"call out!!"

Just when An Bichanghao was about to take the opportunity to escape, suddenly, the black sword box behind Fang Baiyu sprayed out a white light, like a meteor. Because the speed was too fast, An Bichanghao did not look carefully at what it was.

But this does not affect An Bichanghao's heart. How is this possible? There is something so fast that it can escape him who is in the realm of the Five Qi Dynasty. Could it be an ancient magic weapon?

Just when An Bi Changhao's mind was racing, suddenly, a shrill scream came from the distant mountains and old forests. An Bi Changhao's expression changed drastically. He was too familiar with this voice. It was Yagyu Ichiken.

In an instant, An Bei Changhao's muscles tightened and he did not dare to move. He looked at the middle-aged man in scholar's uniform warily. Only now did he understand that this man was just playing with Yagyu Ichiken. If it was true, To retrieve Yagyu's sword is like searching a bag to retrieve something.

I don’t know why, An Bichanghao felt a sense of sadness in his heart. The heritage of Chinese warriors is really good. They have the inheritance of powerful ancestors. Even if they get their skins, they are far better than the Japanese. This is also Yagyu, who is also the Five Qi Dynasty. The reason why Yi Jian would die at Fang Baiyu's hands.

When the realm reaches the later stages, there is a huge gap with every step of progress. Even if the same five qi Chaoyuan realm is reached, the strength is very different. Once upon a time, An Bichanghao confidently crossed the ocean and came to the Huaxia Kingdom, thinking that with the family inheritance His powerful yin and yang skills swept across the powerful people of China, but the reality gap made him helpless and frightened.

Suddenly, a white light shot out from the distant mountain range, and with a "whoosh" sound it shot into the black sword box behind Fang Baiyu.

An Bei Changhao suddenly said: "I surrender, and I am willing to accept the sanctions imposed on me by the laws of China!!" (To be continued.)