The saber that was about to burrow into the black fog suddenly paused, and then the blade of the saber shook violently, it seemed that the saber seemed to want to drill into the black mist, but there was an invisible force pulling the blade, so that the saber could not move forward.

Liu Cong and the others, who saw this scene, widened their eyes in surprise, and their mouths all opened into an "O" shape. Because they saw that Chen Ziyang at this time raised his left arm high and pointed straight in the direction of the saber.

Chen Ziyang's outstretched left arm in front of the hand clenched into a fist, and the fist was also shaking, the frequency and amplitude of the shaking was exactly the same as the Japanese saber not far away, anyone who looked at it knew that the saber could not move forward was due to Chen Ziyang, but the people around couldn't see the reason.

The strangest thing is Liu Cong, he rummaged through the little things in his mind, and he didn't think of which one of the Maoshan Dao techniques could achieve this effect, could it be that Chen Ziyang got some martial arts cheats, or did he learn the ability to take things from the air?

After a few seconds of frantic struggle, the Japanese saber covered with tiny cracks on the knife body did not break free from Chen Ziyang's grasp. So the sword demon changed his tactics, and since there was no way to get into the black fog, it was better to let the black fog come over.

The large cloud of thick black mist in front of the saber instantly moved in the direction of the saber, directly wrapping the Japanese saber inside, hiding the blade of the saber. Seeing what the saber was doing now, a contemptuous smile rose on the corner of Chen Ziyang's mouth.

Now the saber looks so ridiculous, like an ostrich that buries its head in the dirt in the face of danger, but exposes its huge body to the outside.

Even if the saber was hidden in the black mist, but Chen Ziyang's shaking left hand never stopped, everyone could see it clearly, even if the saber was hiding, but in fact it had no effect at all, and those black mist had no way to cut off the connection between the saber and Chen Ziyang, Chen Ziyang still firmly locked the saber.

After letting the sword demon struggle for a while, Chen Ziyang slowly retreated, like a tug-of-war, pulling the saber out of the black mist little by little.

First, the handle of the saber was pulled out, and then the blade of the saber also appeared in everyone's field of vision little by little. The blade of the drawn saber grew longer and longer, until the tip of the saber was revealed.

At this time, the blade of the saber shook even more, and it seemed that the sword demon had used all his strength, but it still couldn't escape the invisible pull that Chen Ziyang emanated from his left hand.

"I'll be obedient, old umbrella, when did Er Yang become so powerful? How is it the same as Magneto in X-Men? I was able to suck up the saber! After Yang Lei rubbed his eyes, he asked in an incredulous tone.

"You second fool, take a closer look and see what is on the wrist of Ziyang's left hand." Seeing the clues, Umbrella Shi Shuai suddenly said.

After being reminded by Umbrella Shi Shuai, the others hurriedly moved their eyes to the wrist of Chen Ziyang's left hand. An object like a wooden bracelet was worn on Chen Ziyang's wrist, this wooden bracelet that everyone had seen before, it was the spool that Chen Ziyang made himself to wrap around the red thread of the Five Emperors' coins.

After looking at it for a while, they understood why. It turned out that the connection between Chen Ziyang and the saber was not intangible, but was connected by the red thread tied to the Five Emperors' money, and it was no wonder that no matter how the sword demon struggled, the connection between the two was never severed.

It seems that in the process of fighting with the sword demon before, Chen Ziyang had already expected the rout of the sword demon, so he took advantage of the fact that the sword demon focused on himself and was tired of dealing with the Xuanming Ancient Sword, so he quietly threw out the Five Emperor Coins and wrapped the Five Emperor Coins around the handle of the saber.

Seeing that the struggle was hopeless, the saber no longer thought about escaping, but continued to attack, and the target of the attack was the red silk thread between the back of the handle and Chen Ziyang's left hand.

Since he could expect the sword demon to rout and escape, how could Chen Ziyang not think that the sword demon would want to cut the red silk thread. As soon as he saw the sword demon turn around, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, narrowing the distance between him and the sword demon, and at the same time pressed the bracket on the bracelet, quickly shortening the red silk thread.

The sword demon's attack on the red silk thread was blocked by Chen Ziyang sword after sword, and the current sword demon was really depressed. If you want to escape, but you are held back by the red silk thread, you can't run away at all, and if you want to attack, you are not the opponent of the Xuanming Ancient Sword, and every attack will make the cracks on the knife body deeper, and now the knife has fallen into a dead state.

Every time the sword demon attacks, it seems that it is not slashed at the Xuanming Ancient Sword, but on its own body, and every time it is connected with the Xuanming Ancient Sword, the cracks on the knife body will be greater. And the worst thing is that with the passage of time, the operation of the saber blade is no longer flexible, and it looks very jerky.

This is because Chen Ziyang has shortened the red line to a very terrifying distance, and now as long as he shakes his left hand at will, he can directly pull the handle of the knife and change the direction of the attack of the blade.

Whether it is the chopping of the saber itself, or the arc-shaped sword qi emitted from the blade, all the attacks of the saber are issued from the blade, and there is nothing wrong with the handle at all, that is to say, no matter how the sword demon attacks, there is always a dead angle of attack there, that is, the handle behind the blade.

It is precisely because of this, coupled with the shortening of the red thread between the saber and Chen Ziyang, that no matter how much the saber struggles, it has never been able to cut the red silk thread tied to the hilt.

Another arc-shaped sword qi lit up, and the sword demon resorted to the last resort, but the sword demon's final counterattack seemed so pale and powerless, Chen Ziyang directly retracted his left hand, and suddenly pulled the sword demon 180 degrees with the red silk thread.

This sword qi actually slashed out in the opposite direction, and at this time, Chen Ziyang finally completely retracted the red silk thread, and his left hand grabbed the handle of the saber.

The blade of the saber shook violently, but it couldn't break free from Chen Ziyang's left hand, which was infused with mana. At this time, the blade of the saber emitted a "buzzing" sound of the sword, but this sound sounded more like the sound of the sword demon begging for mercy in Chen Ziyang's ears.

At this time, the black mist that had been surrounding him turned into the appearance of Kurofuoka again, and the phantom of Kurofuoka grabbed the handle of the saber with his right hand, turned his head to look at Chen Ziyang, and his eyes were full of grievances.

"An evil thing like you is not tolerated by heaven and earth, so let's end it." After saying this, Chen Ziyang raised the Xuanming Ancient Sword high, poured all the remaining mana into the sword body, and slashed down towards the back of the saber.

The back of the knife is the weak point of almost all knives, including the Japanese saber. Even if the style of the Japanese saber is very suitable for chopping, but due to the limitations of the structure, the back of the saber still cannot withstand too much heavy blow, as long as the force on the back of the sword is strong enough, the saber will break from it, not to mention the sharp Xuanming ancient sword that is cut on the back of the sword.

With this sword, the blade of the Japanese saber that had been densely cracked before was completely shattered, and Kurofuoka's phantom showed a painful expression, howling while slowly turning into black mist and dissipating into the air. The image of this evil Japanese general has disappeared from people's vision forever.

A large number of blade fragments splashed, the middle of the saber was completely shattered, and the long tip of the blade broke away from the blade, spun and flew into the distance, also announcing the destruction of the sword demon body.

Chen Ziyang noticed that after the saber was cut by himself, the part of the blade that was connected to the handle in his hand quickly dimmed, losing the original white and bright steel luster of the Japanese saber.

It seemed that in an instant, the half-cut knife in Chen Ziyang's hand suddenly became rusty, as if it had experienced decades of vicissitudes in this second.

"Is this what you are like after 70 years of being immersed in seawater?" Chen Ziyang shook his head and watched the half-cut knife slowly rot away.

First, the golden spike tied to the back of the hilt turned into ashes, then the hilt completely rotted, and after a while, the half-cut knife turned completely black powder and fell into the sea water that had accumulated in the cabin.

"Be careful!" Hearing Liu Cong's loud reminder, Chen Ziyang instantly became alert, and an ominous feeling appeared in his heart at the same time. Chen Ziyang, who hurriedly raised his head, looked in the direction that Liu Cong was pointing.

The first half of the saber that had been cut off before flew out did not fall into the sea, but floated strangely in the air of the cabin. A dazzling white light emanated from the body of this half-severed knife, and this burst of white light became stronger and stronger, and it emitted a terrifying evil aura.

Under the illumination of this strong light, Chen Ziyang could hardly open his eyes. It seems that the strangeness of the coffin has not been completely discovered by himself, and there should still be a lot of evil qi accumulated in the blade, and now this half-cut knife wants to release all the evil qi accumulated in the past few decades at once.

"Flash!" Sensing that the power accumulated in the broken knife blade was about to be completely released, Chen Ziyang and Liu Cong shouted loudly at the same time, reminding the other team members.

As the last blade was completely shattered, a huge arc-shaped sword qi was released from mid-air. This sword aura came extremely fast, and it emitted a dazzling white light, which made it impossible to avoid it.

Even if Chen Ziyang and Liu Cong reminded them in front, the sword qi was too fast, and the team members didn't have time to dodge at all. However, what is surprising is that the target of this sword qi is not the people in the cabin, but the ground of the entire captain.

With a loud "boom", the hull of the white wave pill shook violently, and the white knife qi passed by, and the wooden planks under the sea water were split into pieces one by one and splashed. The sea stirred up a large number of splashes, which split to both sides.

"What's going on? Chopped crookedly? Before Yang Lei, who was stunned in place, continued to mock, he reacted violently, not that this knife qi was crooked, but that the target of this knife qi was the plank under the hull.

This sword qi completely slashed through the wooden floor under everyone's feet and the bottom of the ship's hull, and a huge splash of water that was nearly a meter above the surrounding water surface tumbled, reminding everyone that a large amount of seawater was now pouring into the cabin through this breach.

"Crunch......" The hull of the Shiranamaru made a steel-twisting sound, as if announcing that the wreck was about to sink to the bottom of the sea again, and this moment could be the time when the Shiranamaru sank to the bottom of the sea forever.

The sword demon is really insidious enough, and its final blow obviously wants Chen Ziyang and the others to be buried with it along with Bai Lang Pill and the coffin, and sink to the bottom of the sea forever.

"Iron Book!" Liu Cong's roar used up all his strength, and after the loud scream, Liu Cong's eyes were red, and the green tendons on his neck and forehead flared up, and after shouting, he hurriedly turned around and ran in the direction of the coffin.

The other members of Liu Cong's team also reacted suddenly, according to the current speed of the influx of seawater, it won't be long before the White Wave Pill will sink, and there is really not much time left for them, and now they don't even know where the iron book is. So these team members also followed Liu Cong's footsteps and rushed into the cargo hold behind the coffin of the agency to find their target this time.

Just when Liu Cong and the others went crazy to find the iron book, Chen Ziyang saw a shaking figure in the cargo hold in front of him. The seemingly endless crowd of the living dead appeared in the distance, and it was not known whether these fellows had been summoned by the saber or attracted by the saber's last attack.

"Eryang, look there! Now what? Yang Lei and Umbrella Shishuai came to Chen Ziyang's side and hurriedly asked.

"You two go and find the barrel of gasoline just now, and turn off the trap before lighting it, otherwise the magnetic field emitted by the trap's coffin will still exist, and the Hailaoyue won't be able to start at all, and we'll be trapped on that ship." Fast! Be quick! I'm trying to find a way to stop them. ”

Yang Lei and Umbrella Shishuai didn't believe that Chen Ziyang could stop the living dead alone, but it was useless for the two of them to stay here, so they hurriedly searched for the bucket of gasoline they had transported in the surrounding seawater.

Staring at the living dead in front of him, Chen Ziyang's brain was running rapidly. There are two problems now, the first is to find a way to stop these things from approaching, and buy time for Yang Lei, Umbrella Shishuai, Liu Cong and others to eliminate the coffin and find the iron book.

The second problem is more important, it is necessary to find a way to escape, the living dead have blocked the road to the first level of cargo holds, and there is no way for the team to return the same way. Both of these questions are very frustrating.

(End of chapter)