At this time, the captain's mood should be the same as the previous co-captain, because the person in front of him is too beyond common sense.

Many times, what human beings fear is not death itself, but the pain encountered in the process of death, but the ......

Fearless, fearless.

Of course, Qiubai was fearless, because he had already died once.

The captain saw a stream of light, which cut through the blood mist in front of him at a speed that exceeded the nerve reflex.

So Qiu Bai maintained his spirit and concentration, and swung out the strongest sword so far, and it was ...... to describe this sword.

Summer, lotus pond, after rain, scorching sun.

The heat bakes the plant with large round leaves, and between the jagged stems and leaves, a lotus flower is hidden.

A green finch skimmed over the water, then suddenly pulled up and hovered, then gently lowered its head, dodged the layers of lotus leaves, rolling water droplets, thorny stems, passed through the unfallen lotus petals, pecked gently, and then used its beak to accurately snatch a green lotus seed from the honeycomb hole at the top of the flower stalk.

The lotus platform does not move, and the figure does not move, which should be the basic of the basics.

This sword is a smart move that emphasizes dexterity and hitting with one hit without fireworks, and requires the user to have the ability to accurately capture the target, as well as the ability to penetrate and hit the target in an instant.

The design and design are very good, but this is Qiubai's sword skills after all, and this person can play bloody no matter what.

The left hand is close to the sword and grasps the hilt, and the palm of the right hand is against the end of the hilt, with the left hand as the axis, it is actually the right hand that exerts force and controls the trajectory of the sword, and then, at this time when the body is extremely twisted, the sword is cut out with extreme precision.

There was a slight blocking sensation from the other end of the thin knife, and then it was unobstructed.

At this time, the most shocked was not others, but the captain himself.

He could clearly feel himself being cut through by something cold from his skin to his muscles.

Then the tip of the knife passed through the gap between his fourth and fifth spine, and was cut off at the same time, along with the central nervous system in the middle, and even the throat and esophagus in front of it.

Then there are the muscles and skin.

But at this point, Qiu Bai did not continue to swing forward, but pulled back along the incision just now, and then lightly picked up in the center position.

The lotus seed was plucked like that.

However, probably the beak could not carry this "lotus seed", so Qiubai replaced it with a thin knife.

The seventeenth sword of the swordsman Qiubai:

"Lotus Sparrow"

The thorns that spread all around the body began to disperse little by little.

"Captain, I'm never arrogant enough to think that I can come to you like that, 200 million heads are very heavy."

"So...... Are you still satisfied with this posture of becoming a little more Shura? ”

Qiubai, who had fallen back to the ground from mid-air, fell to one knee with his right hand next to his knee to support his upper body, blood already gathering under his feet.

If the current autumn white is compared to honeycomb coal...... Sorry, honeycomb coal doesn't have so many holes.

But his left hand remained in the position of holding the long knife flat, and the slender blade was like a grape branch bent by fruit...... Bent to an arc that can be broken at any time.

There's nothing wrong with saying that, because Qiubai did pick what he wanted...... An incredibly fresh head.

"See...... Smell? ”

What's even weirder is that the captain has a last word in his head.

Although Qiubai's tragic condition was second only to losing his head, in the midst of the intensive piercing attacks, he dodged the truly deadly attack in a fairly extreme way...... If you don't have a little bit of "foreknowledge", you can't do this kind of thing.

"How do I know about this kind of indifferent thing, but ...... You can't just prick my kidney, right? Meaningless words only increased Qiubai's bleeding, but he still insisted on talking nonsense.

Is there anything strange about life and death?

Nothing, because of summer snow and winter flowers, nothing in this world is impossible.

As for Qiubai, he said that he didn't know and didn't care...... Because at that point, it really doesn't matter what you do.

Fingers can snap people's eyes, fists can smash people's chests, bricks can lift people's heads, swords can pierce hearts, and hammers can break bones.

But on the other hand, as long as you can poke your blind eyes, flip your head, pierce your heart, and break bones, do you really need to think about whether the process is with knives, guns, hands, and teeth?

In this sense, it doesn't seem to make a difference whether the low-end is to use poop to disgust people to death, or the high-end to violently eliminate it with something domineering or something.

Of course, it is a matter of course to be able to use domineering without, which involves a person's style and hygiene.

But the pure point is that the "killing intent" is more important than the weapons and means.

So, the blow just now is actually a combo, which should be called:

"Killing the Lotus Sparrow"

With the sound of dripping blood, Qiu Bai encouraged him to stand up again, and his long-haired head was lifted on his right hand, and then he tried to use the long knife as a cane to support it, but as a result, the fragile weapon was broken in an instant.

It's so incorrect.

So Qiubai could only stumble a few steps sideways, and then leaned on the wall panel of the cabin with one hand, patting a handprint, and walking forward one foot at a time.

The viscous blood makes people feel very bad when they walk, and at this time, Qiubai feels that his body is a little cold, and his vision is a little blurred.

Sure enough, he lost too much blood in his play.

But his actions remained unstoppable, for he had a pass in his hand, which was better than that of the co-captain...... There won't be anyone on this boat who doesn't know the captain, right?

In this way, brush your face to enter and exit the enemy's pirate group, I don't know if Qiu Bai is the only one.

He could even communicate as if nothing had happened, in a normal friendly unit: "Ahem......"

Cough up blood first.

"Friends, don't you think that the naval shelling has stopped? If I'm not already deaf. ”

"To be honest, I'm in a bad place right now, so ...... Has anyone confirmed if the Navy is coming over? ”

"Go!"

He waved his right hand, and the pirates piled up at the door all retreated, because ...... It was like an order from the captain's head.

It's okay, it's okay.

This is not the kind of pirate group composed of a few elites, who have lost the ability to think after losing their captain and co-captain.

Everyone knows that this time should be over, but the problem is ...... Who will come and mend the knife?

The captain's head and the body of the deputy are all placed here.

Qiu Bai himself couldn't see what he was now, but like he had just described himself...... Shura?

In the chronicles of hell, there has never been a Shura who has made himself so miserable, okay?