Zhou Lin even said "Wow" and burst into tears. His legs were weak and he slumped on the boat, his whole body shivering with fear.

"This, how is this possible?"

Ning Jiujiu looked at the two corpses of the flying shadow puppets, and Xie Huan, who was calm and calm, and saw a huge conflict with reason. It was unacceptable at first, and everything felt unreal.

"You, you killed him?"

Ning Jiujiu asked stammeringly.

"Yeah." Xie Huan nodded.

"But how is this possible? One sword, one sword to kill the late stage of Qi refining, are you hiding your cultivation?"

"No."

"Then how is this done?"

"The state is the state, and killing is killing. Although the two are strongly related, they are not the same thing. Fighting is an art after all."

"Art……"

Ning Jiujiu fell into a state of confusion and couldn't understand it at all.

Uncle Zhou and Han Wenshan also rushed over. When they heard their conversation, they both looked at each other in shock because they couldn't understand it at all. However, when they looked at Xie Huan, their eyes had become extremely respectful and a little awe-inspiring.

In their opinion, Xie Huan killed Shadow Puppet Fei with two swords, but these two swords contained Xie Huan's prediction of everything.

Every word spoken, the path of the sword, the control of mana, the position of frost patterns and moon phases, the direction of water waves and sunlight, and the various reactions of the shadow puppet flying are all based on his prediction and calculation.

This is a sword for those in the early stage of Qi refining.

It is also a sword with a very high artistic level based on a monk in the transformation stage who has a complete understanding of combat.

At this moment, there was a loud "boom", and the water surface exploded again in the distance. The sea seemed to be overturned, and a huge wave rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The sea and sky instantly turned into a bright red, and the terrifying demonic energy rolled over from the huge waves. On the top of the waves, two red lights flashed one after another, shooting out sharp and angry light.

When Uncle Zhou and others looked back, they saw a sharp pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the spiritual energy in their bodies became disordered. They all spat out a mouthful of blood, especially Ning Jiujiu, whose face was as pale as paper.

"No! The fourth eye is open!"

Uncle Zhou screamed in horror.

After repeated battles, they were extremely exhausted, and when they were stabbed by the gaze of the fourth eye, their energy was exhausted.

The ghost-eyed shark sensed the death of its master, and was stimulated by great grief. It forcibly opened its fourth eye. At this moment, its two eyes flashed one after another, locking the spirit boat. The sea water on all sides evaporated instantly, and a large number of water arrows condensed in the air, overwhelming the sky.

of falling indiscriminately.
Chapter completed!