"I hope your screams are no lower than that girl!" one of David Jones' tendrils seized the opportunity to pry my mouth open and reach straight in. I felt like my upper and lower jaws were almost torn, and blood was pouring from the corners of my mouth.

This feeling of being forced to have a blowjob is really disgusting, but as a real villain, I have suffered my own sin, and I am naturally unwilling to let David Jones get out of the way, and even if I bite out of the milk, Davy Jones's tentacles are directly bitten off by me.

At the same time, I broke free with my left hand, took out a large cloud of dark energy from the Taiping Technique I had summoned, and slammed it into Davy Jones's chest, forcing it back.

"It's... What?" The burning pain of the soul frightened David Jones, it believed that it was immortal, it was never afraid in battle, and the pain of the little flesh and skin was over, but the pain in the soul caused by the dark energy was something it had never experienced, and it also made it feel a fear that it had not experienced for a long time.

"You deserve a soul?" I sneered, sneering as I spat out the gagged tentacles. "Although I should be so angry that you killed that girl that I lost my mind, but unfortunately, my heart is like water!"

Ke Hui's death did not evoke my long-standing anger, at least so I think now. The heart is like the next door to the water, and the heart is like ashes. I gulped down on the flesh of David Jones's tentacles, munching on beef jerky. Dark green blood slid down the corners of my cracked mouth, and although I couldn't see myself, I was probably the one who felt more like a demon than David Jones.

"It's delicious!" I smirked. In fact, Davy Jones's tentacles are not tasty at all, the taste is mainly fishy, supplemented by rancid smell, and as an octopus, it is too much of a failure. But this would give David Jones a boost to his already terrified soul, so I could still swallow it.

"It would be better if it was fried in oil..."After eating the remaining tentacles by two, I picked up the green sword again, and layers of dark energy rippled around my body with my mind, "Come on, where else do you have a tasty taste?" I stared at the huge crab claw that replaced my left hand.

"Don't you come here..."David Jones, who is invincible in the Caribbean, was so frightened by me that he took two steps back, of course, the key role was still played by the dark energy I was ready to use, David Jones did not know the origin of the dark energy, it thought that it was possible to die under the burning of the soul, and had to raise twelve points of vigilance.

Although the Shark is a legendary pirate like Jack and Barbossa, his physical combat power alone is far stronger than either of the latter, after all, the captain's skill points of the Black Pearl are mainly added to the mouth of the previous/next captain. At this time, Jack was talking trash while being pressed and beaten by a giant axe from the shark. A zombie is not a good listener, even if Jack's tongue is full of flowers, and he still can't listen to it without emotions.

At the same time, Barbossa has been leading pirates to the front line for many years, and his combat skills seem to be much higher than that of Beckett, a pure commander, but he has to free up his hands from time to time to help Jack out of the siege, so that he will not be hit in the head by an axe, so he will not be able to solve Beckett for a while.

These two forced people probably fought a lot during this time, but they really cultivated a tacit understanding, and they didn't even need any words, they could play a tacit cooperation just by looking at and moving.

"You're stupid!" Jack dodged the shark's axe slamming into his skull, "You're sleeping with the Navy, and you're going to work for them! Hmm..."He was halfway through his words, but his nose was hit by the shark's right elbow, and his nose bone was instantly shattered, and he was also knocked to the ground.

"Daddy-san, lift me!" Jack is now a little slurred due to the blow to his nose. Seeing that the wild shark picked up the axe again and was about to slash at himself who had fallen to the ground, he couldn't help but cry out for help.

"Good son!" Barbossa kept an eye on Jack, and before he could speak, he swung his knife to push Beckett back, then slammed his shoulders into the shark's waist, knocking it over. The blade of the axe grazed the end of Jack's hair, nearly taking his left ear.

"Ah Ji, just do your job (son, well done)..."Jack will not let Barbossa take advantage of himself, and is about to fight back, when he hears a gunshot coming from behind Barbossa.

Under Barbossa's entanglement, Beckett was a little embarrassed and disheveled, but he still had a smile on his face. At this time, he had a pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was smoking. Lewen

Barbossa pushed Beckett back while reinforcing Jack, which also gave him space to take out his flintlock pistol and shoot a projectile at Barbossa's unsuspecting heart.

Almost instantly, Barbossa's face turned pale, and he felt his life slipping out of his shell before he even felt the pain of being shot. "Daddy San, Li (Barbossa, you)..."Jack, who had always been able to speak well, couldn't say a complete and beautiful nonsense at this time, and was speechless. "Jack," Barbossa's face lifted into a wry smile, "with the Black Pearl... Go down..."

He couldn't support his body anymore and collapsed on top of Jack. At this time, Jack can't say that he hates Barbossa, and he doesn't like it, and he only has one last thought left in his heart, to kill Beckett.

Fuck and leave the whole corpse, Lao Tzu is going to break you into ten thousand pieces!

At this time, the wild shark that turned into a zombie finally ushered in the peace after death. Pus and blood continued to pour out of its features, and after a few twitches of its joints, the shark stopped moving. "Hey, it's a semi-finished product. Beckett was not sorry for the loss of his right-hand men, and he threw off the pistol, knowing that Jack would not give him time to reload.

"Come on, Jack Sparrow!" Baker laughed, "put away your pretentious gestures! no pirate would be sad about such a thing!" "Thin Leaping Chicken, Chicken is in a hurry to pee! (Don't think you know pirates very well)" Jack got up from the ground and picked up Barbossa's scimitar, plus his own saber, and held one in each hand.

Jack's eyes were filled with rage, and he roared and rushed at Beckett desperately.

"I can't imagine that one day Lao Tzu will be pressed to the ground and rubbed by these retarded navy!" Kenway roared. He piloted the Jackdaw, cooperated with Ling Xiyue and I to successfully paralyze the Royal Navy's legendary battleships Zhenxin and Zhiyuan, but after depleting the reserves of light and magic energy, the Jackdaw finally landed in the second echelon of the navy, surrounded by several ordinary naval warships, and the non-stop salvo caused serious damage to this legendary pirate ship.

"His meow's Kenway, think of a way, the old lady can't bear it!" Ling Xiyue on the top of the mast was so suppressed by the navy's firepower that she couldn't raise her head at all, let alone fight back, so she could only put pressure on the captain of the Jackdaw loudly.

"I have a J8 office... Be careful!" Kenway's tone suddenly changed from vicious to panicked. The chain bullet fired by a naval warship that had been aiming at it for a long time accurately hit the mast of the Jackdaw, and Ling Xiyue didn't have time to jump out, so she followed the main pole and sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Damn!" Kenway scolded, "Brothers, we won't leave today! All the guns are loaded, and even if Edward Kenway dies, he will have to drag dozens of navy to accompany him!"

As the so-called dragon swims in shallow water and is played by shrimp, the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, the cat is male and the tiger is over, and the feathered phoenix is not as good as the chicken. The Jackdaw is now in a passive situation, and these unruly naval warships can ride on the bow of a legendary pirate ship and.

But just as the Jackdaw was about to be sunk, unexpected help came to the pirates' side. In the lingering battle, neither the navy nor the pirates noticed that a warship flying the Spanish flag had quietly approached the battlefield at sea.

The ship was more like a ghost ship than David Jones' Flying Dutchman, and it was so dilapidated and riddled with holes that it felt like it was a miracle that it could sail on the sea. If it were an ordinary ship that rotted like this, I am afraid that it would have fallen apart a long time ago, but this Spanish warship, as if every component of it was being pulled by an invisible force, maintained itself on the verge of falling apart.

The power of the curse.

By the time the Navy reacted, it was too late, and the keel of the Silent Mary opened like a shark's mouth, biting a British battleship on the periphery in one gulp.