"No, be careful!"

Cui Feiniang was about to say something when she saw the fish-man leader stood up. Although the scales on his chest were broken, his ferocity was aroused even more. Black wind surged around him, and he held out a fish bone fork.

There seemed to be some blood and resentment lingering on top of the fish bone fork, making a ghostly cry.

This is actually a weapon-refining method obtained by the leader of the Demon Sect. He also took the bones of his ancestors and bathed in the blood of merchants who had robbed and killed them over the years to refine it. It is a real magical weapon, and it is even more haunting.

A fierce blood energy, quite magical!

Seeing this scene, the surviving martial arts people couldn't help but turn pale.

In the cabin, there was a cry of surprise, and a young prince, dressed in fine clothes, escaped in embarrassment: "Here comes... escort! Help!"

'Alas... who else is going to save you at this time?'

'The so-called princes, princes, nobles, nobles, etc. are no different from us after they die...'

Facing death, Cui Feiniang suddenly had an idea in her mind.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a sound like cracking silk in the sky.

But when you hear the clear cry of the flying sword, it turns into a sword light that fills the boat.

The flying sword's cold light cut open the jade bone flying fork with one sword, and the second sword took off the head of the pirate leader!

The whole place is silent!

Then, the corpses of those fishmen fell one by one.

"Sword...Sword Immortal?!"

Seeing this scene, the young King Xiaoyao was the first to light up his eyes and shouted: "Xianjia, wait a minute... I am King Xiaoyao of Great Zhou. I am willing to offer thousands of taels of gold, thousands of jade, and hundreds of pearls... to invite the Xianjia to show up.

one sight!"

"Ha...what a majestic human prince."

He heard a sneer, the sword flashed, and a figure appeared in the middle.

He is about thirty years old, with a slight frost on his temples, a "Hanshan Sword" wrapped around his body, and extraordinary aura. At first glance, he is a member of the Immortal Family.

"Ah... Your Excellency is the Divine Sword of Shu - Zhuo Yifan?"

One of the Jianghu elders who was lucky enough to survive shouted: "I never thought that I would not be able to see the golden mountain back then."

Zhuo Yifan was originally just an ordinary young knight from Shu, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly made great progress in martial arts and earned the title of 'Excalibur'.

Immediately afterwards, he retired from the world.

But he didn't expect that he would actually run to become an immortal!

For a moment, the surviving people in the world couldn't help but be filled with envy.

"It turns out it's the Zhuoxian family. Xiao Wang is very polite."

King Xiaoyao's eyes brightened when he heard Zhuo Yifan's origin.

"Hmph... Your earthly gold and silver are like rubble to me."

Zhuo Yifan sneered, putting on the air of a senior master: "You must know that if you want to refine this flying sword of mine, the 'gold essence' required needs to be extracted from tens of thousands of taels of gold... He is my master.

The door breaks the earth's crust and draws a river of liquid gold..."

"Even without such magic power, the East China Sea is extremely rich. As long as you learn a few salvage skills, what kind of wealth can't be obtained?"
Chapter completed!