Chapter 45: Killing Like Hemp, Quiet and Mad
Boom~~
The flying boat is getting closer.

Under the shining light, Xu Fu suddenly took a step and leaped towards the figure on the flying boat ten meters away.

His weapon is a sword.

A Giant Whale Sword that is identical to the one used by the Giant Whale Gang.

And his swordsmanship.

It was the famous Puyang swordsmanship.

Practicing for more than twenty years.

He had already mastered this sword technique to perfection, and it was this sword technique that gave him strong confidence.

Just a drop of Vermillion Bird blood.

There is no way it could pose a threat to me!

call--

The giant whale knife cut through the night sky and chopped down heavily.

The Qilin force exceeds three thousand kilograms, and combined with the heavy Giant Whale Sword, its momentum is like the roar of ghosts and gods.

Boom~~
Thunder and lightning flashed wildly.

The man in the straw raincoat on the flying boat finally raised his head, revealing half of his face under his straw hat.

next moment.

The flash of the sword and the lightning in the sky complement each other.

It was as if the sun was rising again and everything was going smoothly, and suddenly an extremely dazzling light burst out.

Xu Fu's eyes suddenly showed surprise.

Even a little trance-like.

Knife intention!
At this moment, the long-awaited sword intent appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that after decades of hard training... he finally broke through? He actually comprehended the sword intent that many Gangqi Realm masters would find extremely difficult to acquire even after spending their entire lives!
Pfft~~
A head flew into the air.

Xu Fu's vision suddenly dimmed, and then fell into eternal darkness.

Knife intention?
He did see it.

But that does not belong to a mediocre person like him, but to - the man in the straw raincoat.

This straw raincoat man.

He actually knew the Giant Whale Gang's Pu Yang swordsmanship and even developed the sword intent from it?
Bang!
Before Xu Fu's body fell into the lake, the man in the straw raincoat jumped into the air and leaped from the flying boat to the deck of the big ship.

wow~
The disciples of the Giant Whale Clan took a step back subconsciously, looking at the approaching man in the raincoat with shock in their eyes.

'I knew it, I knew it would happen!'

Chen Xiaohua hid his head under his collar, his eyes full of helplessness, "Sword Intention... This is either a genius or a hermit in his seventies or eighties."

"How dare he come here alone? Why do you think he only has the strength of Suzaku blood?"

Master!

This is truly a master!
The Giant Whale Gang on the boat finally reached a consensus.

Five warships were surrounding the ship, and the Giant Whale Gang disciples on them had solemn expressions and their blood was boiling.

They, the Giant Whale Gang, have never been chivalrous men of the world. They roam the worlds, dealing with both the black and white sides. When they encounter a tough enemy, attacking in a group is their best tactic.

And tonight.

This person is destined to die here!

He died under the siege of hundreds of masters of Tiger and Leopard Power, Vermillion Bird Blood, and even Kirin Power from the Giant Whale Gang.

Li Jing drew out the two swords behind her.

With a solemn expression, he stared at the man in the raincoat with a sharp gaze, "Your methods are indeed beyond my expectations. I would like to ask, does the Giant Whale Gang have a grudge against you?"

silence.

Still silent.

The man in the straw raincoat seemed to be a mute, or he simply disdained to talk to these ordinary people. He only looked at the Tai Sui soil neatly stacked in a brocade box and displayed in an iron box.

There is only Tai Sui earth, but no clear and spiritual water.

"These people don't seem to know the purpose of Qingling Water." A thought flashed through his mind, and he finally looked at Li Jing.

Without any nonsense, the fish knife was raised.

"Humph!"

Li Jing swung his two swords and fiercely attacked the man in the straw raincoat.

"on!"

"Surround him, don't give him a chance to escape!"

Ding Ding Dang~~
Swords flashing, thunder and heavy rain.

Under the cover of night, in the lake, on the big ship...

The two figures were like ghosts in the wind and rain, flying and leaping around, and every attack contained a thrilling murderous intent.

Dozens of Giant Whale Gang disciples, whether they had Vermillion Bird Blood, Tiger and Leopard Strength, or several leaders and captains who had recently entered the Qilin Power, surrounded the man in the straw raincoat.

From time to time, figures fell down, and bright red blood splattered in the rain.

Everyone died by having their necks slashed by a blade. The man in the straw raincoat was like a midnight ghost, dancing in the wind among the crowd, his blade gleaming fiercely and accurately.

For a while.

The disciples of the Giant Whale Gang were all shocked.

Is this Suzaku blood?

Is this really Suzaku blood?
The experienced disciples of the Giant Whale Gang once again realized at the cost of blood that a mere blood of the Vermillion Bird could kill even these experienced people in the martial arts world.

Li Jing had a headache.

His swordsmanship is just like his name, calm, cool, agile and nimble. He sets up an impenetrable sword net in the air, leaving the Straw-Robed Man no chance to break through.

His strength is indeed not comparable to that of Xu Fu and his ilk.

Pu Yang's sudden outburst of swordsmanship could not find any chance to attack against such sword skills.

But that's all.

The straw raincoat man's swordsmanship was strange and had no routine to follow. It was fast and fierce, and always killed with one move. It was as if he had not learned from any famous master, but had figured out his own way.

This is exactly what Li Jing is worried about.

This person seemed to know his weakness, and the fish-cutting knife never came into contact with his sword light. And his body movements were strange, and although he was on the boat, he gave people a sense of disharmony as if he was in the water...

The rain falling from the sky added a bit of cover to him.

There is a huge difference between the blood of Vermillion Bird and the power of Qilin.

It was simply smoothed over in this way!
What a profound body movement, what a terrifying knife! What's even more frightening is that the person using them is their enemy at this moment.

The situation gradually became stalemate.

Only a few Qilin power experts dared to occasionally deliver a few moves, trying to expand the victory. But the price was... two more nameless corpses on the ground.

But this also gave Li Jing an opportunity.

His two swords were like a big net, constantly forcing the man in the straw raincoat to move, and gradually moved to a corner of the deck.

Just force this person into a corner.

The outcome of this battle was doomed! No matter how powerful his swordsmanship and body movements were, they had already reached their limits when facing his own double swords.

And that location.

At this time, Chen Xiaohua had a look of helplessness and despair on his face. Looking at the two figures getting closer and closer, he suddenly gritted his teeth, climbed directly onto the side of the boat, and was about to jump off.

Suddenly.

The sword flashed again.

An extremely brilliant light burst out, like the rising sun, or the brilliance of auspiciousness.

The small fish-cutting knife pierced through the rain and penetrated into the net-like sword light with unstoppable force, blinding Li Jing and Chen Xiaohua.

ding~~
There was a crisp sound.

Chen Xiaohua opened her eyes in surprise and touched her neck.

not dead?

He's not dead?
That terrifying knife was actually blocked by Li Jing!
A sword.

A very ordinary, yet very extraordinary sword.

It was placed horizontally in front of Li Jing's neck.

The fish-butchering knife pierced through the night sky and stopped at the blade of the sword. Its powerful force caused it to sink into Li Jing's neck, leaving a shallow line of blood.

Just a tiny bit missing.

His sword is about to kill him.

But it was this little bit that saved his life.

The Straw-Robed Man's strength is, after all, his weakness.

The long sword flicked.

Li Jing took two steps back, gently wiped a little blood from her neck, and tasted it on the tip of her tongue.

"Sweet... I haven't tasted this kind of flavor for a long time!" A low laugh.

Suddenly.

The sword flashed.

The pair of long swords suddenly danced like a wild wind, the fallen leaves whistled, and a layer of rain curtain rolled up to wrap up the man in the straw raincoat.

For a while.

The black-faced, white-bearded, gentle and calm double swordsman actually looked like a madman, with a crazy and sick look. In this state, his attack was several times stronger than before!
Merchant ships are still sailing.

The white sails fluttered in the strong wind and heavy rain poured down.

The fish-cutting knife cut through the rain curtain, splitting the raindrops in two and suddenly dispersing. Facing the violent sword force, the mysterious man in the straw raincoat actually rushed forward and advanced instead of retreating.

A pair of eyes sparkled under the bamboo hat.

Looking at the violent and morbid Li Jing, it was as if he was looking at a precious treasure.

Such a person...should have a very good fate!

(End of this chapter)