Naturally, the pirate's actions could not be concealed from the people on the island, and no matter what he did, the pirate's change did not look like a posture of retreat.

As long as they don't retreat and stay on the island, they are enemies.

And there is a simplest strategy to deal with the enemy, everything is against the other side.

If the enemy wants to stay, you will drive him away, and if the enemy wants to leave, you will keep him, anyway, it is right not to let the enemy go with everything.

These people eat this bowl of rice and take this silver, they may not be able to really risk their lives, but they also dare not respond to the situation.

This will ruin their reputation and make it difficult for them to find their next job.

Mortals can die and everything will disappear, but it is only a hundred years, and those who cultivate the truth cannot.

Cultivators live a long life, and they value their reputation more than ordinary people.

If they cultivate well, this reputation will be similar to theirs for hundreds of years.

It's not easy to accumulate a good reputation, but it's much easier to lose.

Otherwise, why would they honestly come out and look for a job? Just give up your face and be a pirate.

After all, pirate jobs are really lucrative.

So this scene appeared on Heizhu Island.

The pirates shouted.

"Brothers, find the location of that little girl and make a fortune with me!"

"Roar!"

Not to be outdone, the monks on the island roared back.

"Fellow Daoists, stop them!"

"Whoa!"

The two sides chased after me, and they were entangled together.

Yang Zhao licked the salty rain dripping from his face, feeling that his brain was boiling, his eyes were churning with anger, and his hands were full of ruthless moves.

From the beginning of the handover, Yang Zhao knew that today's battle was not easy to fight.

These pirates are just too slippery.

She was like an adult to a child, and she was played with by these people from the very beginning.

Although the pirates are the same as Yang Zhao, they all use low-level spells and construction methods that are more common on the market.

But the understanding of spells and weapons on both sides is not on the same level.

If Yang Zhao could still use her own cultivation and magic weapons to suppress those Sujin Clan soldiers in Luyuan, then she would not have these advantages against these pirates on Heizhu Island.

The pirates have been cultivating longer than Yang Zhao, and the spells they use are more flexible than Yang Zhao, and their ability to fight with others is not on the same level as Yang Zhao.

No matter how hard Yang Zhao practiced herself, if she didn't work with others, she couldn't suffer losses, and naturally she couldn't learn any experience.

The consequence of writing a book behind closed doors is that there is no progress.

When it comes to fighting against others, you need experience, and this experience is not only the accumulation of time, but also the environment of frequent battles.

But she didn't, she didn't have that long, she didn't have that environment.

So now, she can only watch as the pirate she pesters has enough energy to destroy the buildings on the island in addition to dealing with her.

This entire Black Bead Island is now Yang Zhao's property.

Every house here is owned by a man, and it was built by the workers hand in hand.

The gold and silver dens are not as good as their own kennels, and now, these pirates don't even spare their kennels.

"We still have so much land planted on the island, and now when it rains, the seedlings in the field are estimated to be burned to death!"

Thinking of this, Yang Zhao's heart became even more angry, and the moves in his hands became more ruthless.

Although Yang Zhao didn't take care of that land, it was also cultivated from the wasteland little by little in front of her eyes to the way it is now that she can farm.

Now the seedlings planted are so high at the ankles, and the little seedlings and beans in the field are all fried and eaten by Yang Zhao, which greatly satisfies her appetite.

Now that the vegetables are gone, it will be difficult to grow even in the future, and Yang Zhaoyi almost didn't cry when he was wronged.

Even if it's seafood, you can't stand eating people every day.

No matter how much you like someone, you can use his voice as an alarm every day, and you won't like it after a month.

A layer of blood appeared in Yang Zhao's eyes, and his subordinates became more and more forceful.

The tide of battle was changing rapidly, and she didn't know when something was going to happen, and the pirate who was fighting her began to abandon her slippery delaying tactics and chose to ignore her own hard work.

This pirate is a sea beast with fish gills, the sea beast looks like a fish and not a fish, with four legs, more than three meters tall, and a short and fat oval from top to bottom, which makes people wonder how his four slender calves can support such a large tonnage.

Yang Zhao had seen this thing in her dreams, and she couldn't fight him a hundred or ten times in her dreams, so she knew very well where this pirate's life was.

But knowing that it was useless, she couldn't hit, her hands couldn't keep up, and no matter how much she knew in her head, she was blind.

Yang Zhao knew his shortcomings, and he was afraid that the other party would be on guard, so he kept holding back, thinking about how to be ruthless.

When the pirate gave up his slippery delaying tactics and chose to fight hard, Yang Zhao knew that his chance had come.

She layered Feng Lingzhu on top of each other, only protecting her front and rear torso, and twisted the dragon gun in her hand, planning to exchange injuries for injuries with the other party, and ask for the other party's life.

Yang Zhao dodged left and right and carried the opponent's two moves, and saw a flaw suddenly rushing forward, resisting the ice dragon that the opponent collided with, and the head of the spear slammed into the opponent's vital parts, and the spiritual power that was not triggered hit the opponent's meridians like a flood.

This is not satisfied, Yang Zhao fought with both hands.

I only heard a slight click, and the dragon spear crushed the other party's vertebrae.

This change happened between lightning and flint, and everyone was caught off guard.

The eyes of the beast-shaped pirate over two meters were filled with surprise and despair.

"How the fuck do you know ......"

Before he finished speaking, the body of the beast that was more than two meters above the sky fell from the sky to the ground with a thud, splashing countless dust.

(End of chapter)