Chapter 61: The strength of a first-class martial arts master
"Boss, your knife is faded. ”
Behind the middle-aged man covered in scars, an old sailor reminded in a low voice.
"Really, hurry up, bring me a bucket of blood essence. Blood Knife Xue Zhan took a look at his knife, and indeed, the original bright color of blood turned dark red, and even a little black, looking as if his knife was rusty.
The group of pirates next to Xue Zhan all twitched the corners of their mouths, as if they had all gotten madness.
The so-called blood essence is the meaning of blood essence, which is extracted from the body of demons, and can warm and strengthen weapons, and many of the weapons of the great pirates are directly cultivated from second- and third-rate divine soldiers to grandmaster-level quality step by step.
It's just that demons are easy to kill.
Most of the pirates, who use blood essence to warm and strengthen their weapons, are cautious, distressed to death, and can save as much as they can.
Xue Zhan is good, he directly uses the blood essence as a red paint, in order to confirm that the name of his blood knife is truly worthy of the name, in fact, you just spend money to hire a grandmaster-level blacksmith to create a real red knife for you.
Tuk Tuk 、、、
The sound of crossbow arrows piercing the planks was heard constantly, accompanied by the rustling of firebolts crashing into the planks, shattering them.
Zhang Zhu watched the arrows pierce through the wooden planks, and many of them penetrated directly and nailed to the wall on the other side of the room, and Zhang Zhu frowned in distress.
The Yokokai is now open.
Even if the Henghai was strengthened by the protection of the wind god, in the face of these powerful crossbow arrows, it was still not very effective.
"Up!"
"The young master said that he would be captured alive. ”
The sound of stumbling footsteps, accompanied by shouts, rang out from both sides.
The friction sound of the Yokomi being squeezed in the middle of the two ships made people get goosebumps all over their bodies, and they felt even more sore.
"My boat. Zhang Hang's eyes bloomed with a fierce light, and the eight-edged purple gold hammer was in his hand, and he burst out.
The screams were endless.
A person flew in front of his eyes, and then fell into the sea, and the pair of dead fish eyes were impressive.
Zhang Chui glanced left and right, and on the left, Zhao Ziyun was riding like the wind, picking up guns in all directions, and was already chasing and killing the Sangong-class ship that passed by mistake.
On the right, Zhou Qinghou's long sword dances lightly, as beautiful as a flower, and blood flowers.
Zhang Shui carries a double hammer in his hand, like a fool, what about people?
Why are they all dead?
"Leave me one. Zhang Chui roared loudly and chased after Zhou Qinghou.
On the other side, the warriors who jumped to the Henghai were basically picked up by Zhao Ziyun with one horse and one shot, and the speed was too fast.
"Let you have one. Zhou Qinghou smiled, a first-class martial arts master, he directly crossed him and killed Zhang Chui.
There is only one first-class martial arts master who jumped onto the Henghai, and there are three second-rate martial arts masters, who are surrounding Zhou Qinghou at the moment.
The others, basically all of them are third-rate warriors with green lights, and there are even several, not even martial artists, they are completely relying on their bravery, jumping to the Henghai to find death, well, they were stabbed to death by Zhao Ziyun.
". Zhang Chui scolded, he couldn't care less about despising Zhou Qinghou, and the eight-sided purple gold hammer swung and smashed towards the first-class martial arts master in front of him.
"Shake the mountain!"
The eight-edged purple gold hammer roared, bringing a violent sound of the wind, and then smashed into the air.
The first-class martial arts master on the opposite side was holding an iron rod in his hand, and when he felt the power of Zhang Chui's hammer, he also raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
Name: Zhao Ying. (Former Dynasty Bereaved Family)
Age: fifty.
Occupation: First-class martial arts master, former prince of the dynasty, enshrined in the Jin family.
Weapon: Iron Bar (Divine Soldier), Attribute: Fierce.
Skills: Coiling Dragon Stick Method, Taizu Long Fist, Imperial Formula.
Hidden Attributes: None.
Zhang Chui took the time to take a look at the other party's attributes, and was also a little surprised, can you meet a prince casually when you go out?
Although he is the prince of the previous dynasty.
"Hit the ground!" The eight-edged purple gold hammer in Zhang Chui's hand smashed again, the wind whistled and violent, and the other eight-sided purple gold hammer was always carried in his left hand and was ready to go.
Yes, the mad demon hammer method is a single hammer hammer method, but the previous Zhang Chui has always been a double hammer in a row, and he smashed the opponent to death.
"You killed the two boys of the Jin family?" Zhao Ying glanced at Zhang Chui in some surprise, and the iron rod in his hand smashed and fell on Zhang Chui's eight-sided purple gold hammer.
In an instant, Zhang Chuihu's mouth shook, and it actually cracked, and the blood instantly soaked the eight-edged purple gold hammer.
"What a fierce force. Zhang Chui was also taken aback, it was the first time he had encountered such a powerful opponent, and he was almost not under him.
"It turned out to be just strong. Zhao Ying sneered, "I don't know how Yang Xuefeng died in your hands, it's really embarrassing." ”
"Coiling dragon stick method. Once Zhao Ying found out the true strength of Zhang Chui, there was no slightest reservation, and the iron rod in his hand was unfolded, like a long dragon dancing wildly, enveloping Zhang Chui in all directions, the stick shadow was endless, the wind was whistling, and he didn't know how many sticks he had hit in an instant, in such a narrow place as the ship, there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way to retreat.
This is the strength of a true first-class martial arts master.
Whether it was stoned to death by Zhang Chui before, or killed by him, in fact, it was extremely aggrieved to die, and it was completely caught off guard and the enemy was lightly attacked, so he was killed by Zhang Chui.
In this world, a martial arts master above the third rate is enough to dominate one side, not to mention a first-class martial arts master, and it is not a cabbage.
The reason why Zhang Chui met so many martial arts masters was because they were all guarding the important people of the Jin family.
"Seven hammers of iron. Zhang Chui no longer had any reservations, the tide was running, circulating in the body in one breath, all the muscles in the body were bulging, without any dodge, the eight-edged purple gold hammer in his hand, the chain of seven hammers, desperately smashed Zhao Ying on the opposite side, the hammer shadow was continuous, fierce and brave.
"Don't break the golden bell jar!"
Outside Zhang's body, an upside-down golden bell appeared.
Airplanes!
The iron rod smashed on the Admiralty, and a dull sound broke out, and the concussive Zhang Hang almost spewed out in one breath, and the Admiralty shattered instantly.
If you don't break the golden bell jar, it will be easily broken.
"Shake the mountain. ”
"Hit the ground. ”
"Break the sky!"
Zhang Hang's double hammer was in a row, and blood seeped out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but he still closed his mouth tightly, like a mad demon, and the eight-edged purple gold hammer smashed out wildly.
The sound of the eight-edged purple gold hammer colliding with the iron rod kept coming, bringing a terrifying sound, almost connecting into a line.
As soon as Zhang Chui opened his mouth and spurted out the blood he was holding, the breath of the tide was immediately discharged, and as soon as that breath was released, he would immediately be smashed in the head by the iron rod.