After Ted's god-like figure continued to smash one soldier after another into the air, the morale of these Imperial soldiers had also dropped to its lowest point. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 On the other hand, on Zhao Hao's side, even in the face of enemies who are more than twice as numerous as themselves, these fierce sailors did not flinch at all, and when the opponent's scimitar fell on them, they would not hesitate to "recover" more wounds on the other party.

As these hungry wolf-like sailors rushed over, the hastily formed formation of the already exhausted Imperial soldiers quickly became chaotic again.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these fierce subordinates of Zhao Hao have completely gained the upper hand, and if this continues, it is estimated that it will not be long before those imperial soldiers will be completely defeated.

If these soldiers from the Sugrian Empire were not in a state of starvation, or if the tunnel rifles in their hands had not failed, then they might still have the strength to fight these sailors, but at this time, these Imperial soldiers who had lost their sharpness, they were still resisting these wolf-like sailors, and they were just resisting stubbornly.

John, who fought fiercely with Zhao Hao, naturally discovered a point, and he also wanted to get rid of Zhao Hao's entanglement several times and command his soldiers, but he never succeeded.

The other party is like a piece of kraft candy, stuck to his body, and he can't shake it off.

When the two collided again, he was also completely enraged.

The two swords collided, and Zhao Hao was surprised to find that when the sword he swung with all his strength fell on the opponent's sword, it was as if it had fallen into the water, and it suddenly became extremely dignified.

Feeling the abnormal change in his hand, Zhao Hao secretly said that it was not good, and without thinking about it, his body almost instinctively retreated back. At the same time, John had a successful smile on his face, only to see the blue long sword in the other party's hand flip over the silver moon long sword in Zhao Hao's hand, swing the long sword in his hand away, and then stab him in the chest.

With the sound of clothes cracking, there was also an extra blood flower on Zhao Hao's left shoulder, and the blood kept dripping down his left hand on the deck.

Feeling the change in his hand, he chose to retreat as soon as possible, and the other party's long sword still stabbed him in the shoulder.

Seeing that this blow did not kill the other party, John also sighed with some regret, but he was not an indecisive person, and immediately retreated, not giving the other party a chance to fight back. His trick is certainly miraculous when used, but it is also quite a big drain on his own physical strength.

"First Order Swordsman?" Zhao Hao glanced at the scar on his right arm, and did not choose to pursue the other party, but asked coldly, as if it was not his own arm that was injured.

"Not bad." Hearing the other party's words, John also said a little arrogantly.

As a first-order swordsman under the age of twenty, John did have his own cost of pride.

This world divides the ranks of the strong into one to five levels, as a way to distinguish the strength of the weak. The first-order swordsman seems to be a warrior at the lowest level, but the fourth-order and fifth-order powerhouses are almost extinct, and the third-order powerhouses represent the highest combat power on the bright side of the human race in this world, and the strength of the first-order powerhouses should naturally not be underestimated.

After all, for most people in this world, they don't even have ranks, and a first-order swordsman is enough for them to look up to. And the fact that the other party can become a first-order swordsman at the age of less than twenty years old is indeed worthy of pride.

"Your strength is indeed good, but you are not the first first, and you will definitely not be the first, and you will definitely not be a first-order powerhouse who died under my hands...... The last one. ”

The cold characters spit out from Zhao Hao's mouth, and as the last word fell, his originally strong body actually swelled a full circle at this moment, and the bulging muscles instantly broke the linen clothes on his body.

As if feeling that the clothes on his body were too much of a hindrance, he tore his hands and directly ripped off the clothes on his upper body, revealing the angular muscles on his body like rocks.

Seeing this scene, John's eyes also shrank, and he immediately raised his vigilance to the highest, and the instinct of his body told him that the strength of the man opposite at this time was no longer something he could resist.

He immediately wanted to retreat, but Zhao Hao would give the other party this opportunity, and his body turned into an off-string arrow and flew straight towards the other party.

Zhao Hao's speed was so fast that John couldn't even see his movements clearly, and in a hurry, he had to instinctively put the long sword in his hand in front of him.

The two swords intersected with a crisp crash, and then the huge force passed down the long sword in John's hand to his body.

With a "boom" sound, John's body was suddenly smashed out by this amazing force, and then the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, directly hitting the mast behind him.

After the blow, Zhao Hao didn't give the other party the slightest chance to relax, his right foot stepped on the ground, and the originally solid deck was directly cracked under the effect of this anti-shock force, and his body, like a high-speed flying cannonball, rushed straight to the other party with an indomitable momentum.

The body slammed into the mast, and countless pieces of wood pierced into John's body, but at this time, he could care about the pain in his body, and hurriedly stood up, swinging his sword to block the opponent's next blow.

John was also beaten out of the real fire, and since he became a first-order swordsman, he had suffered this kind of grievance for a long time.

When Zhao Hao's long sword collided again, he used the same technique as before, but this time, it didn't play any role at all.

Feeling the solemn pressure on the sword body again, Zhao Hao snorted coldly, and the power in his right hand increased a few points, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", as if something had broken, and the solemn pressure surrounding the long sword disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a mouthful of red blood spit out from John's mouth, who was flushed.

Under the huge pressure, this time, the long sword in John's hand was directly shocked and flew out, but taking advantage of the slight delay of the long sword, his body still dodged to the other side.

With John's cry of "ah", a line of blood splattered out at the same time, followed by a blood-red arm falling from mid-air.

Zhao Hao just wanted to take advantage of the situation to cut off the other party's body, and suddenly felt a crisis in the underworld, almost like the instinct of the body, he lowered his body down, and then rolled on the spot and hid to the side.

At the moment when his body just lowered down, the roar of a bullet suddenly sounded, and then, a lead bullet filled with the smell of gunpowder flew along Zhao Hao's head, and on the wooden board of the cabin, there was an extra bullet hole the size of a thumb.

Smelling the slight burnt smell in his hair, he turned his gaze and immediately locked on an Imperial soldier who had shot at him more than ten meters away.

Seeing Zhao Hao's gaze looking at him, the soldier's heart was also shocked, he didn't think that even Lord John was not an opponent's enemy, and he couldn't even insert the tunnel pistol in his hand into his waist at the moment, and his body hurriedly retreated, wanting to escape from here.

However, his body hadn't taken a few steps, Zhao Hao's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, the soldier seemed to want to say something, but he didn't give the other party this chance at all, with a little silver light flashing, the long sword slashed through the soldier's throat, the other party only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and then, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

Dealt with the soldier, and when his eyes turned to the place where John was just now, he found that the figure of the other party had already disappeared, and secretly cursed "damn", Zhao Hao hurriedly chased after the blood dripping from the ground.

Drops of blood stretched inward down the planks and into the cabin.

Zhao Hao took one last glance at the battlefield of the naval soldiers and sailors, and found that the battle had come to an end, so he did not hesitate at the moment and chased along the blood droplets.

It didn't take long for the bloodstains to disappear in front of the captain's quarters.

Looking at the locked door, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Hao's mouth, and then his right leg kicked forward hard, slamming open the door.

At the moment when the door was smashed open, a huge roar suddenly sounded, like a thunderstorm in the nine heavens suddenly descending on the world, and then a round bullet twice as thick as an ordinary bullet flew forward with unimaginable high speed.

After pulling the trigger, the corners of John's mouth, who was holding the gun in his left hand, also had a happy smile on his mouth, being hit by this hugely powerful pistol, no matter how strong the opponent's strength was, it was absolutely impossible to resist.

The moment he pulled the trigger, he seemed to be able to see the other party's bloody and miserable situation, but this smile only lasted less than a second, and then it turned into incomprehension and horror.

In the silent corridor, there was an empty piece, where was there half of Zhao Hao's figure, at this moment, a silver light fell from the air like a poisonous snake, and then quickly "bitten" John's throat, so close to the distance, he couldn't even react, with blood constantly pouring out of his body, John's body finally fell, and there was a little bit of confusion and ...... in his eyes A bit of desperation.