Chapter Sixty-Seven: Killing the Secret and Fighting for Survival

The originally calm and unwavering sea surface became manic due to the invasion of terrifying fluctuations, and the white waves continued to surge, slapping the hull wantonly, and the huge passenger ship immediately shook violently.

In the cabin, many of the accompanying crew members were frightened, trembling and shrunk in the corner where they thought they were safe, no one dared to step out of the cabin, they could only pray secretly in their hearts, although some of them had also practiced martial arts, but only in the current category of physical fitness, if they were exposed to the aftermath of the first-class martial arts fight, they would be a fragile ant, and it would be God's favor to keep a whole corpse.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

In just a few moments, the two of them flickered in the air like ghosts, and the aftermath of the internal force swept ferociously across the hull, and the passenger ship made a burst of cracking sounds, comparable to a cruel natural disaster.

The breath was drumming, the green robe was propped up high, Xian Lao's wrinkled face had already shown a dark purple color at this time, and crimson blood vessels protruded from the skin, Xian Lao's eyes were red, and every move and style were opened and closed, cutting through the air, and the sound of air explosions was endless.

His hands were like eagle claws, Quan Anwu tried his best to obstruct the other party, his lips were chapped, and the originally damp clothes on his body were steaming up a hazy mist under the load of internal force, and his hands were busy resisting, Quan Anwu's expression was distorted, his teeth were clenched, and as time went by, he was gradually in decline, and his original cultivation was a cut above him, and at this time, he disregarded his own life, directly retrograde bloodline, and forcibly touched the threshold of the top first-class realm.

The sea water stimulated the wound, and there were bursts of pain, Quan Anwu was already scarred, his body was covered with small holes dripping with blood, all of them were injured by the fingers of the peerless poke, and he didn't dare to face the enemy head-on, Quan Anwu could only use light skills to swim around, trying to hold it for a moment, and when Brother Yang and the three of them killed the target, they could retreat.

Xian Lao's offensive wants to be more ferocious, only to see the other party come with a finger, the power is as strong as thunder, the speed is as fast as lightning, Quan Anwu's eyes are slightly narrowed, and he sees the fingers of the sky coming, it can be said that the tricks contain terrifying killing machines, Quan Anwu has faced such tricks many times, and he does not dare to be careless at the moment, the internal force surges the meridians and acupoints, the hands draw an arc in the air, and the hands are claw-shaped, which is different from the fierce and strong fingers that poke the sky.

The two tricks are quite famous in the world, and the intersection of the two moves brought a burst of gas explosion visible to the naked eye, and the three-story building on the passenger ship has been cut off by the two of them, and the broken buildings have been shaken into debris, flying in the air like dust.

"Puff~Puff~"

Quan Anwu's body, which was already full of wounds, added two more injuries, and secretly took a breath of cool air, originally thought that he had resisted this wave of attacks, but at this moment, a finger of his left hand under the old cyan sleeve robe popped out, and it was a secret move that had never appeared before!

The flowing light flashed, and the diameter exploded towards its head, Quan Anwu was suddenly startled, although his cultivation was not as good as the other party, but which of the first-class martial artists was not an experienced person, between the lightning and flint, Quan Anwu forcibly twisted his body, and avoided the flowing mang in a strange posture, and the flowing mang flew over the left skull, bringing up a piece of bright red flesh.

Standing firm, scarlet blood slowly trickled down his face, Quan Anwu and Xian Lao stood on the ruin-like ship, the qi of both sides pulling each other, and they both watched each other's every move intently.

But at this moment, the mutation protruded, and I saw that on the deck under the ship, Qianfengyu was brutally cut off an arm, and was kneeling on the ground with his broken arm, lying on the ground diagonally, the two killers had raised their snowy knives, and were about to slash at the submersible fall, and the dive was in danger!

Seeing that the submarine was between life and death, Xian Lao did not hesitate at the moment, jumped high from the building ship, and ran to the deck.

"Chance!"

Quan Anwu's eyes froze, his blood-stained face showed a faint smile, and his dry skin was crimson with blood, looking extremely hideous.

In the contest between martial artists, the traction of the qi machine is particularly important, just like the first-class master, the mutual game of the qi machine is the key factor in the victory or defeat.

got up and flew down, the afterimages were repeated, the two exchanged several moves in the air, Xian Lao's face was solemn, and he chose to fight with Quan Anwu, and then used his inertia to fly towards the submarine at extreme speed.

With his left foot lightly stepping into the air, he saw Quan Anwu's body suddenly accelerate, and he grabbed at the opponent below him with a fierce claw, like a steel-like claw exuding a cold glow.

Xian Lao's dark purple skin protruded from the Dao blood vessels, like the demons of the Nine Hells, time does not wait for people, seeing that the steel knife is only a few inches away from the submersible fall, the red eyes flashed a trace of decisiveness, now as long as he resists Quan Anwu's killing move, the Hidden Fall will definitely die under the knife, thinking of this, Xian Lao has to focus on defense, as long as he fights back, he will inevitably be dragged to death, and the Hidden Fall is dead.

Just when the blade was only less than half an inch away from the head of the submersible meteorite, a strong wind suddenly came, and Brother Yang and Song Yu only felt that the blade in their hands seemed to be out of control, and then there was a strong sharp pain in their chests, accompanied by a muffled sound, and the two of them were like kites off the line, and they were beaten several feet away.

"Ah~"

As soon as the two people who attacked and killed the submarine fell, Quan Anwu's cold and ruthless attacks followed, with a strong internal force entwined around the Dao, and the terrifying claws fell on the back of Xian Lao, and the original drumming robe instantly concave a piece, Xian Lao's face was hideous, and he couldn't help roaring, and then used all his strength to shoot out with one palm, Quan Anwu didn't dare to hold it up when he saw this, and immediately gave up his intention to continue the attack, and withdrew his claws that were deeply trapped in the flesh and blood of Xian Lao, and his palm was facing each other.

Fighting against each other, both of them took a few steps back, Xian Lao's body bowed slightly, only to feel that his chest was extremely hot, and the qi and blood in his body were like a wave, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was even mixed with a little minced meat, thinking that the internal organs were extremely seriously injured.

At this time, the silver knife Huang Fei found the right time, and also rushed over, slashing at the dying-breathing submersible who was lying on the deck, the old string had a fierce face, roared angrily, and pointed out with his right hand.

Sword light and sword shadow, kill confidential cloth, Quan Anwu is responsible for fighting with Xian Lao head-on, Huang Fei is trying to find the right time to kill the submersible, but he was firmly dragged by Xian Lao with one enemy and two, and rashly involved in the battle of first-class masters, Huang Fei couldn't help but look extremely nervous, and cheered up the spirit of twelve points, if there was no Quan Anwu as the main force, I am afraid that it would be just a face, and Huang Fei would be defeated on the spot.