There was a human-shaped hole on the wooden deck, as if it had been hit by an alien stone, and the wooden plank section on the edge of the hole was uneven, Huang Fei was excited, and the saber in his hand was raised high above his head, and the thoughts in his heart flowed:

"If this knife falls, that kid will definitely die, as long as the task is successfully completed, he can take double the amount of medicine, and every day and night, the pain of his own torture can be reduced by half. ”

Thinking of this, Huang Fei couldn't help but secretly rejoice, who would have thought that Huang Fei, a hero with a resounding reputation in the martial arts and a loyal and courageous hero, would be complacent just because others gave him a few more pills, which is really a creation to make people.

The thought was fleeting, Huang Fei immediately did not pause, the dantian ran wildly, his sleeves were propped up, and after pouring all the internal force into the long knife in his hand, he looked at the pile of broken crockpots, dying, like a dead dog's submersion, and the knife in his hand slashed down!

The blade of the snow was buzzing, and the sharp blade was like a talisman of Yama, approaching the dive step by step......

"Huh?"

Huang Fei's face was pale, his eyes suddenly looked to his left, and he saw a green bamboo stabbing towards him with the momentum of thunder, the speed of the green bamboo was too fast, Huang Fei had no time to dodge with footwork, so he had to fight the enemy with a long knife.

The long knife that was about to fall turned around and slashed towards the stabbing bamboo pole, the blade with internal force touched the top of the bamboo pole, Huang Fei held the handle of the knife with both hands, pressed down hard, and a strong force came instantly, and the sharp blade brought up bursts of cold light, cutting into the green bamboo like an iron spear under the blessing of internal force.

The bamboo poles, which were a few feet long, were smoothly cut in half from the blade, and with a strong momentum, the decks on both sides of Huang Fei were easily pierced, leaving two black holes.

Kicking out the bamboo pole used for ferrying, Xiao Yueming was dressed in brocade black, with an extraordinary temperament, a black hair growing from his waist, flying with the sea breeze, his left hand was behind him, and Qing Yuan in his right hand suddenly came out of the sheath, with a pleasant sound of sword roaring, and fell lightly with the sword to another place at the entrance of the cave, and looked at Huang Fei with a solemn voice.

At this time, Brother Yang and Song Miao also came to the edge of the hole, the three of them were extremely solemn, Brother Yang's narrow eyes were narrowed, and he spit out a pool of blood stasis casually, which was the injury left by the palm of the old man, and the three of them were second-rate martial artists, and they all knew that the sword-wielding man in front of them was not weak in cultivation, and it was very difficult to deal with.

The appearance of Xiao Yueming's variable naturally attracted the attention of the old string and Quan Anwu, who were fighting, at this time the old man was completely inhuman, only to see that his face was extremely hideous, his bloodshot eyes bulged out like a goldfish, his teeth were clenched, and there was a trace of blood between his teeth.

Under the dark purple skin of the whole body, the roots of the blood vessels protruded, and the clothes on the body had long been torn, leaving only a few strands of rags draped on the body covered with scars, the original bright cyan cloth had been thoroughly soaked with blood, dyed dark red, as the old man continued to fight the enemy, many wounds on the body were involved, and strands of scarlet, hot blood flowed out of the wounds, dripping down the tattered clothes on the deck.

Quan Anwu was also embarrassed, and there were a lot of injuries, but they were all flesh and skin injuries, if it weren't for the old man who rescued the submarine, he was severely injured, and Quan Anwu would have been defeated at this time.

The wound on his head was bleeding constantly, flowing down his forehead and into the corner of his eyes, with a slight tingling sensation, Quan Anwu and Xian Lao fought against each other, and then pointed to the ground on tiptoe, leaned back, and retreated to Brother Yang's side.

Most of the internal strength of the two of them has been consumed, if there is no variable of Xiao Yueming, Quan An Wuduan Ran will not easily let Xian Lao leave, as long as Xian Lao can be dragged steadily, Brother Yang and the three of them will be able to take the target's life.

Quan Anwu knew that although Xian Lao had started the bloodline retrograde at this time, he did not intend to fight with himself, because Xian Lao understood that the killer's cultivation was too high, and only he was qualified to meet the enemy present, although the chance was slim, but he could not choose to sit still, as long as Xian Lao lost his combat power, the submarine would definitely die, so the other party would never dare to fight with him.

But now, Xiao Yueming's sudden appearance completely disrupted the original plan of several people, although Quan Anwu didn't know how the man in black in front of him was cultivating, but looking at his momentum, it was definitely not weak, his eyes stared at Xiao Yueming who was standing with a sword, and secretly thought in his heart:

"If there is this person as the back hand of the old man, he will really fight to the death, and pin his hopes on this sword-wielding black man, if this is the case, he will never be able to escape this death. ”

Quan Anwu didn't dare to gamble, the reason why he was willing to assassinate the submarine was for the double dose, which was related to the implementation of his plan, in Quan Anwu's heart, this plan was even more important than his own life, so he could never let himself die on this passenger ship.

Xian Lao flew up, staggered and landed beside Xiao Yueming, supported Xian Lao, and looked at this old man who was originally in a green robe and simple, but in less than a moment, he had become the appearance that is comparable to a ghost, Xiao Yueming also sighed that this world is impermanent.

The old string's green muscles burst out, and the bloody hands grabbed Xiao Yueming's sleeves, and the originally clean clothes were covered with blood, looking at the old string's eyes protruding and terrifying face, Xiao Yueming did not feel any sense of panic, but his face was extremely calm, and he nodded silently.

Although the two did not say a word, Xiao Yueming understood what Elder Xian meant, it was nothing more than to save the life of the submersion, looking at the changes in his appearance and skin, he thought that he was forcibly reversing the blood, the dark purple complexion, and the protruding blood vessels were all caused by the excessive vitality of qi and blood, and he could choose to give up his own cultivation for the safety of the submersion, thinking that there must be an unknown reason for it, although Xiao Yueming did not understand, but he also admired it very much.

Seeing Xiao Yueming nodding in response, Xian Lao slowly took away his bloodstained hands, his eyes were already a little cloudy, and he looked at Xiao Yueming with gratitude, and then slowly turned his head, staring at Quan Anwu, who was adjusting his internal breath on the other side, and the corners of his mouth, which were as terrifying as eating raw meat, actually showed a trace of a mad smile.

Quan Anwu was originally seizing the opportunity to adjust his internal breath, and when he saw that the breath of the old man had undergone a subtle change, he secretly said badly:

"It seems that the old man has a lot of confidence in the man in black, is this going to die with me, no, I must not fall here!"

Above the blue sea, there floated a passenger ship that was about to fall apart, and at a glance, the water was full of broken planks and dead fish with white bellies.

In the dilapidated passenger ship, the wooden deck has been ploughed like the ground, full of broken holes and terrifying knife marks, a young man in a yellow robe and brocade robe, kneeling on the edge of the deck, only to see his upper body bowed slightly, his head deeply bowed, motionless, I don't know whether he is dead or alive, not far from him, on both sides of a deep pit, several people are confronting each other, but they are not rash, the cold sea breeze blows slowly, taking away a little smell of blood, the calm sea water is still flowing slowly, but the atmosphere on the passenger ship is tense, and the war is about to break out！