Chapter Eighty-Eight: Kill the Ten Thousand Broken Army

"Ah......h

The human head gurgled and spurted blood and rolled to Xiaoqing's feet, causing her to scream in fright.

Liu Yu's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Luo Chuan to be so decisive, he couldn't help but sigh, and said: "Luo Chuan, you are too impulsive, the Tianhai Alliance is rampant and domineering, the Great Elder Medway is ruthless, and he will be retributed, if you kill his apprentice, I am afraid that this matter will be difficult to be good." ”

"The people of the Tianhai Alliance, I didn't kill one or two! I even killed Mei Ji, I had already offended their bullshit elder. Luo Chuan looked disdainful, stood up, raised his sword and walked out: "Let's go!"

"Where are you going?"

"Naturally, it's murder!"

Luo Chuan's killing intent was Ling Ran, and everywhere he passed, the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped by a few points, and his cold face frightened Xiao Qing to hurriedly get out of the way.

Liu Yu bit her lip, waved her hand to put away the jade snake orchid, and immediately chased after her.

On the deck outside, there was already a sound of killing, and blood was pouring all over the ground.

There are corpses all over the place, some from the Liu family and some from the Wan family.

"Bang!"

A figure flew upside down, spewing a bloody arrow in mid-air and slamming it down on the deck. I struggled several times, but I couldn't get up.

Wan Pojun's face was full of pride, with some disdain in his eyes, and he sneered: "Old guy, you can't do it, if you change to Liu Zhengyuan, it's almost the same." ”

"Uncle Yun......" Seeing this scene, Liu Yu hurriedly stepped forward.

"Miss, why haven't you left yet?" Uncle Yun kept coughing up blood, obviously suffering a lot of losses in the battle just now.

"Uncle Yun, don't worry...... It's going to be fine!" Liu Yu said comfortingly while stopping Uncle Yun's bleeding.

At this time, Uncle Yun noticed that a figure walked by him and greeted Wan Pojun on the opposite side.

"It's him ......"

A thought flashed in Uncle Yun's heart, and he said to Liu Yu in shock and anger: "Miss, are you pinning your hopes on him? This person is mediocre, and he is a wounded, almost crippled...... Miss, you're confused......"

"No, Uncle Yun, Brother Luo is very powerful, he killed Liu Yunzhi with one move!" Xiaoqing interjected.

"What!" Uncle Yun only showed a look of shock on his face at this time. Liu Yunzhi can be said to be the first person in the younger generation of the Liu family, even he is not sure that he can win against the other party, but Liu Yunzhi can't make a move in the hands of this young man in front of him? Who is this person?

At this time, Luo Chuan had already walked in front of Wan Pojun.

The two faced each other.

Wan Pojun's brows furrowed slightly, compared to when did the Liu family have such a master.

Seeing that Liu Yu appeared unharmed, Wan Pojun had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked, "Boy...... Who are you?

"You want to know? I'll send you to him right now!"

As he spoke, Luo Chuan's figure flashed and burst out.

"Look for death!" Wan Pojun was furious. He had already figured out that the strongest person on the Liu family's ship was Uncle Yun, who was an intermediate martial artist, and there was no high-level martial artist. This hairy boy in front of him dared to attack himself, what is a lot of death?

However, Luo Chuan's speed is surprisingly fast, far beyond everyone's imagination. Luo Chuan once asked the Blue Winged Bat King for light skills, and when he was an intermediate martial artist, he was able to escape from the hands of the martial arts master, and the speed was even faster than before. Before everyone could come back to their senses, a long sword had already pierced less than three inches in front of Wan Pojun's neck.

Wan Pojun subconsciously tilted his head, and the shining sword blade brushed against his face, leaving a deep blood mark on the sharp sword qi.

Wan Pojun came back to his senses, felt the warmth on his face, and suddenly stood up with cold hairs all over his body, almost frightened, and hurriedly retreated.

"Hiss......"

Everyone gasped, and their eyes were full of shock and disbelief when they looked at Luo Chuan.

No one would have imagined that this young man who suddenly appeared and looked ordinary on the outside would have such strength that he could hurt Wan Pojun with one move, although it was only a little bruise on his skin, but he was also the first person to cause harm to Wan Pojun tonight. The age of a weak crown can hurt a high-level martial artist, even if he loses this battle, it is enough to be proud. However, if these people knew that Luo Chuan had not only killed several high-ranking martial artists, I don't know if these people would drop their jaws.

The people of the Liu family were pleasantly surprised, but also nervous and worried. After all, Wan Pojun was injured just now, and there was also carelessness, if Wan Pojun went all out next, how many moves could this young man hold in the hands of Wan Pojun?

Sure enough, Wan Pojun was careless and almost lost Jingzhou, and his heart became furious, and he roared angrily: "Boy, you actually hurt me, go to death-"

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

Wan Pojun held the knife in both hands, his muscles were raised, and he slashed towards Luo Chuan with all his strength.

The true qi drummed and whined, and the violent sword qi blew a whirlwind, sweeping through everything.

"Hide!" exclaimed. Sweeping thousands of armies is one of the most powerful attack methods of the Ten Thousand Family Sword Method, which can condense the true qi of the whole body in a single knife in an instant, which can be called invincible at the same level, and there is quite a kind of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha.

However, Luo Chuan's response was extremely tough.

Before, he was just an intermediate-level martial artist, and every time he met a high-level martial artist, he was at a disadvantage, all the time, he fought with his body, exercises, and martial arts, but now, he had broken through and was at the same level as the other party. In the battle of the same level, Luo Chuan has never been afraid of anyone.

The Jiuyang True Qi in the body was running wildly, boiling like boiling water in an instant, and the four-foot long sword was shining with blue light, and at this time, it was infused with Jiuyang True Qi, and it became extremely hot.

The sword flashed, and Luo Chuan held the sword in both hands and greeted it fiercely.

Rumble!

The two collided violently, like a comet hitting the earth, making a huge explosion.

In an instant, even the merchant ships shook violently.

The steel-like deck was torn apart in an instant, and it flew sideways.

The faces of the people around them changed drastically, and even the people who were fighting stopped and hid in the distance, and no one wanted to be injured by mistake.

On the deck, everyone stopped fighting, staring at the two figures in the center of the deck in a daze, waiting for the victory to be revealed.

A sword and a sword collided together, and both sides did not spare their hands, trying to overpower each other with all their might.

"Boy...... Your strength is good, but you are a little more tender than me!" Wan Pojun's face was constantly shaking, his face turned red, and he had obviously used all his strength, but his mouth was not idle, wanting to disturb Luo Chuan's mind.

"Really?"

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Luo Chuan's mouth, and in an instant, the true qi in his body was retracted, and at the same time, he was moving wildly.

Wan Pojun suddenly felt that the resistance of his men was empty, and he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, however, the next moment, an incomparably violent force suddenly came from the opposite side.

Wan Pojun felt like a punch at this time, and he was holding back uncomfortable, who would have thought that this punch would turn around and hit him in the face.

Wow!wow!

Wan Pojun retreated more than ten steps in a row, smashing a deck with each step, and finally smashed the mast in two before stopping.

"Poof......

Wan Pojun coughed up blood, as if he had seen a ghost, his expression was full of disbelief, and he exclaimed: "What kind of kung fu are you?"

"Dead people don't need to know too much!" Luo Chuan held a long sword and approached step by step.

Wan Pojun turned around and fled, without the slightest drag. He knew that he was not Luo Chuan's opponent, and that his mission had failed, and it was important to escape. As for those subordinates, they can't manage so much anymore.

However, how can his light skills be compared to Luo Chuan?

"Deathβ€”"

Luo Chuan's figure flashed, and he chased after him in an instant, stabbed out with a sword, and nailed it directly to the mast. If Wan Pojun resisted desperately, Luo Chuan would have to spend a lot more time trying to kill him, but this guy was defeated, and he didn't even have the courage to resist, it was no different from killing chickens.

The night wind blew, and the corpse of Wan Pojun hung high on the mast, fluttering in the wind, extremely eerie and terrifying.