Immediately, Zhang Mo plunged into the sea and dived directly under the warship.

Then, with a wave of the flying sword in Zhang Mo's hand, a big hole suddenly appeared at the bottom of the warship.

After one sword, Zhang Mo added a few more swords.

In an instant, six or seven holes appeared at the bottom of the warship, and the sea water gushed and poured into it, and the warship sank rapidly.

Command room.

"Buzz...... Alarm, alarm, the warship is sinking, the bottom of the ship is badly damaged and cannot be repaired, immediately abandon ship. ”

The system issued a cold and merciless warning, and the crew members who had just celebrated the aftermath of the catastrophe turned to ashes.

The captain of the warship did the same, only to see him ask angrily, "Adjutant, what is going on?"

"Sir, just now the underwater boat instrument captured the target attacking us, it seems to be a ......" The adjutant stammered a little.

"What is it?" asked the captain.

"Personal?" the lieutenant reported.

"People?" the captain of the warship was stunned, took the tablet handed over by the adjutant and looked at it, only to see a person holding a sword and slashing at the bottom of their warship.

The solid warship was like a piece of paper, and six or seven big holes were carved out in an instant.

After only a moment, the captain of the warship came to his senses and ordered: "Upload all data immediately, and at the same time abandon the ship and evacuate immediately." ”

"Yes, sir. The adjutant replied.

After Zhang Mo slashed out a few swords, he quickly left the place of the incident without too much entanglement.

The warship was sinking rapidly, and in less than two minutes, it was completely sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Zhang Mo flew close to the sea, and the Yuan Shen searched the surroundings.

Suddenly, Zhang Mo noticed a suspicious fishing boat approaching in front of him.

This is not a good time to fish.

After the Yuan Shen swept over, Zhang Mo's face sank, and the people of the Holy See were really on the boat.

At this time, Tang Jingchu was locked in a room at the bottom of the cabin alone, in a very bad state, his face was pale, and his body trembled, obviously overly frightened.

Zhang Mo did not hesitate and quickly flew towards the fishing boat.

The people of the Holy See had already slept, leaving only one person to be on guard.

At this time, the person in charge of security saw Zhang Mo walking in from outside the deck, and couldn't help but be surprised, and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhang Mo didn't talk nonsense with him, with a wave of the flying sword in his hand, a sword qi was struck, and the other party didn't even have time to react, so he was directly split in half by Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo continued to walk towards the cabin and directly kicked open the room where the Holy See personnel were resting.

The Holy See personnel were awakened by the loud sound of kicking the door, and one by one instinctively made a defense, thinking that the warriors from Huaxia were chasing after them.

When they saw that there was a person standing at the door, several people from the Holy See couldn't help but look at each other.

I heard one of them ask in broken Huaxia language, "Who are you?"

"Why did you arrest Tang Jingchu?" Zhang Mo ignored their questions and asked to himself.

The Holy See personnel glanced at each other again, then shouted loudly and pounced on Zhang Mo.

They had already determined that the person who came was for Tang Jingchu, so naturally there was nothing to ask again.

Zhang Mo's eyes were cold, and the killing intent on his body surged.

The killing intent instantly covered the entire room, and the personnel of the Holy See shivered coldly.

The flying sword in Zhang Mo's hand showed no mercy and stabbed at the Holy See personnel who rushed towards him.

The flying sword suddenly became longer, and at a distance of three meters, it directly pierced the Holy See personnel who pounced on him, piercing the heart with a sword.

The papal nuncio died on the spot, and the rest of the papal seekers were shocked.

"You are the most mysterious ...... in the East Immortal cultivator?" asked a member of the Holy See in horror.

"I have a bit of insight and know that I am an immortal cultivator. Tell me, why did you arrest Tang Jingchu?" Zhang Mo asked again.

"You're going to kill us, aren't you? The papal man gritted his teeth and looked like he was dying generously.

"Don't say it?" Zhang Mo frowned, then smiled, and said, "Do you think I won't know if you don't say it?" Tang Jingchu is the Holy Lady of the Holy See......

"You know?" said the papal seeker.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo's face couldn't help but condense, it seems that George's speculation is right, Tang Jingchu is really the holy daughter of the Holy See.

It's just that Tang Jingchu is obviously a Chinese, how can she be a saint of the Western Holy See?

Zhang Mo didn't ask any more, and even if he did, the Holy See personnel wouldn't say.

Zhang Mo didn't keep his hand, and the flying sword in his hand slashed out.

The sword qi flew sideways, almost in the blink of an eye, and these papal seekers lay down and died one after another.

Zhang Mo put away the flying sword and walked towards the bilge.

At this moment, Tang Jingchu trembled all over, holding a wooden stick in his hand and vigilantly facing the stairs entering the bilge.

Suddenly, there was a noise from above.

I heard that Tang Jingchu was like a panicked little white rabbit, and shouted: "Don't come here, my husband is very capable of fighting." You'd better let me go now, and when my husband comes, you're all going to be finished. ”

Zhang Mo, who was about to get out of the bilge, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then asked with a smile on his face: "How good is your husband?"

"I ......" Tang Jingchu was stunned, only feeling that this voice was very familiar, and couldn't help but shout: "Zhang Mo?"

"It's me. Zhang Mo admitted.

At this time, Zhang Mo had already walked down the stairs.

The bilge was dim, with only a five-watt incandescent lamp.

However, Tang Jingchu still recognized Zhang Mo at a glance.

I saw Tang Jingchu throw away the wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly threw himself into Zhang Mo's arms, whimpering and choking.

Zhang Mo stroked the back of Tang Jingchu's head and comforted: "It's okay, everything is over." ”

"Where have you been? Grandpa Guo was injured by them, and we are going to arrest me and go to the Western Holy See. Tang Jingchu choked.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Zhang Mo said guiltily.

"Woo woo......" Tang Jingchu cried even more sadly, hugging Zhang Mo tightly.

Zhang Mo comforted him again and again, and Tang Jingchu's emotions gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, I heard Zhang Mo say: "Okay, let's go back, Grandpa Guo doesn't know that you are out of danger, I'll call him." ”

"Good. Tang Jingchu responded obediently, like a little sister next door, and she didn't see the noble and glamorous president Fan at all.

Zhang Mo called Guo Zaitian, reported that he was safe, and took Tang Jingchu out of the bilge.

"By the way, what about those people from the Holy See?" Tang Jingchu asked.

"Dead. Zhang Mo said.

"Dead?" Tang Jingchu couldn't help but be surprised.

"Well, the people who bully my wife, how can I allow them to live in the world?" Zhang Mo said extremely domineeringly.

Hearing this, Tang Jingchu didn't feel a sweetness in his heart, and a faint flush appeared on his face.

However, thinking of Zhang Mo's murder, Tang Jingchu couldn't help but be a little worried, and asked, "Will there be trouble?"

"It's okay, there's no trouble. Zhang Mo comforted.

Hearing this, Tang Jingchu breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Out of the cabin, Zhang Mo's landlord Tang Jingchu's thin waist said, "Hold me tight, I'll take you fly." ”