The hand that draws the sword should be dry and strong,

The action of drawing the sword should be simple and fast, and the concealment should not be ignored.

When drawing the sword, you should have no distractions, and once you have decided, you will never hesitate to attack, as natural as breathing air.

I've practiced this simple sword drawing a million times over the past 10 years.

But today I can't draw my sword.

I can see, I can hear, I can feel, I can think, but I can't move, I can't speak.

The enemy is in front, but he cannot fight. This is a humiliation for the warriors.

My calves were shaking violently, trembling violently in full view of everyone. I don't want to be a second generation without a future, but my body is really not something I can control.

I felt that Murong Zhi's hot eyes were pumping on me. I heard the voices of the brethren talking badly.

My image is completely ruined.

People must think that I am a person who is afraid of death. I couldn't do anything to someone who was right in front of me with his back and neck.

- But this was not the case at all, and my body's instinct to scream outweighed my obsession with food.

The closer I got, the more I know the danger...... surpassed the horror of the mirage, the father, and even the big boss of Nangong.

I am a man who has died once, and the feeling of imminent death and helplessness could not be more dear.

At least I managed not to let my urine go incontinent, which was the only way I defended my small dignity.

Is this kind of thing really a legend?

He is by no means human!

By no means!

"Don't make a noise!

There was an instant silence all around

My father looked at me with understanding in his eyes. Can he also correctly estimate the strength of his opponent? So many murderous brothers have no idea about this man, and only laugh at me in their hearts.

We didn't have time to bombard this mysterious man with a cannon, the brothers didn't have armor and fell second, they were just cannon fodder in the eyes of this man anyway, and the terrible thing was that my father didn't wear armor, but only a medium-grade sword.

This guy picks on us when we are most vulnerable.

Will he be able to repel this terrifying existence in front of him with such equipment?

My mother has no kung fu and no spells, if we die, how can she live as a delicate woman?

"Neither my son nor my righteous daughter have eaten the flesh of that mirage, can they be spared?"

Father asked.

——It turned out that he saw me and Murong Zhi in the banquet.

"I don't kill indiscriminately, I can. ”

"The ladies and children on the ship are all young and ignorant, and they have followed my brother indiscriminately to share a piece of your friend's pie, can you spare them?"

"I don't care about women and children, I can. ”

"I am the master of this ship, and it is my sole order to kill your friend. My five hundred brothers are only doing what they are told, can they be spared?"

"Your forty jars of wine can save too many lives. No. ”

Are you going to die for everyone?

"Madam, Zhi'er, Kong'er, and all the families, today's banquet is over, so go back to the cabin to rest first. My brothers and I have some business with him. ”

The madman closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged. He waited for his father to finish clearing the idlers.

My father walked over the maniac's shoulder and lifted me aside with a heavy hand.

"The coercion of Yuanying Martial Sage is not comfortable, the whole person is like a slave, Lao Tzu was also fed up with the old man Nangong's style back then. He stroked my head, it was the first time in his life that he had been so kind to me, "Yes, Kong'er knows not to be strong when you are weak, it is much better than I was back then, I was really a stunned boy at that time." ”

"Let my mother go first. I stayed with my father, men should die in battle, I didn't fight for you just now, it's not good for me. ”

I was able to speak. I am his son, and there is no such thing as a son hiding below deck to escape when his father is about to be killed. I can't do it. I gave him the sword of the silver serpent.

"With this sword, I can increase my father's combat power by one level. I watched my father kill him. ”

"Ha, Lao Tzu may not die, don't have a crow's mouth. ”

Murong Zhi walked up to his father and kowtowed.

"The righteous father is virtuous, and Zhi'er has nothing to repay. I was supposed to fight to the death with the original family, but I want to revive Dayan, and I need this useful body, I'm sorry. ”

"Go ahead, live well—don't be as bitter as your father. ”

- I have never seen such a superb person as she did, using the excuse of madness as an excuse to justify any of her actions! Whoever eats my food has the heart of a white-eyed wolf.

"Smack!"

I slapped her in the face.

"Sock!" said my father, who separated us.

The slut and I looked at each other for a moment, and her face was as dead as usual, and there was no guilt or shame in her eyes, and she shamelessly walked down the cabin. She was also wearing a beautiful brocade dress with phoenix tail butterflies that my mother had cut for her, and combing the high bun that my mother had carefully made for her.

"Husband, Kong'er and I are with you on the deck. If the war is unfavorable, I will do my best. So saying, my mother took the ring from her hand and gave it to me.

What my mother meant was that if my father died in battle, she would not hesitate to commit suicide by jumping into the sea.

"You can go down after a while, this ring is well hidden, it is the treasure that our original family has accumulated over the years of business. I've been keeping it for your father, and I'll leave it to you now. As a son, you must continue the bloodline, inherit the family business, and in the future, a person should not be willful and naughty, but forbearance. Honda's slave has always followed you, and when you go down, you kill Oda, and make Honda the new slave manager, and you must have three or four hundred slaves to control it. Even if the deck is out of control, the original home can be revived. ”

My mother whispered in my ear, she had already thought about the follow-up plan, but she still didn't think about herself, it was all for my sake.

"Will I be able to use spells in the future?"

- I still have three runes in my head, my mother forbade me to use them in front of people, and the situation is different in the future, and I can't carry out her orders.

"No, you can't. Neither can you die. As she spoke, she put on my father's fiery armor for me, which had been put in the ring.

I'm not going to listen to her, and I'm going to knock her out and keep her from killing herself. I don't want my father to die, and I don't want my mother to die.

"It's a trouble to have a wife and children, and it took so long to clear the scene, and let your friends laugh at you. ”

Originally, the pirates still despised the boy in their eyes, probably thinking that he was just a Jindan monk who could fly. Seeing my father's solemn attitude, although it was inevitable to be suspicious, I had begun to believe that the situation was serious. Under my father's intimidating gaze, they explained to their families what had happened. A small number of family members remained on deck, and most of them took refuge in the cabin. Several pirates tried to run up to the battery and turn their cannons at the helm, but my father ordered them to retreat.

My father should know better than I do that the hope of giving women and children hope is the mercy of the strong man.

"Anyway, there is time, you might as well resist at will, I don't care. ”

The maniac sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Father hehehe,

"Don't blame me. ”

He threw the silver serpent sword back to me.

"I can't let you sons and daughters see jokes!"

Suddenly, the father grabbed the man by both hands, lifted him upside down in one breath, and then spun in a circle, and smashed him into the steel deck ten feet away, and the two-inch-thick steel plate sank into a human-shaped pit—like throwing a bundle of hay

— like a bundle of hay — indeed—for not a single drop of blood came out of the men trapped in the steel deck.

The crowd exclaimed!

I don't know if it's for my father's divine power, or because of that demon-like physique!

Before the man could get up—or he didn't have time to react—or he didn't even want to react—because my father's next move was too fast for me, as a spectator, to judge the exact opponent's condition—my father had rushed forward, straddled the man's back, and wrapped his arm around his throat, screaming and exerting force!

- I heard my father say that he used this strangulation method to strangle the Rakshasa lion spirit.

I covered my ears.

The whole hundred-foot-long steel plate was buzzing and shaking! both for the father's sonic wave and for the vigorous shaking that he had exerted on the man's neck!

The people on the boat were staggering, and I took my mother's hand for fear that she would fall into the sea.

The pit that had been trapped in it was starting to twist, and the man was not dead!

Father's face swelled like a pig's liver—blood was dripping from the center of his eyebrows and the meridians of his arms, which was a sign that the martial artist was dispatching a qiē essence in his body, making his qi and blood boil and burn to the peak. But it can't hurt that person in the slightest!

Then his father's eyes also dripped scarlet blood and tears, and his clothes could no longer stand the steaming of qi and blood and became tattered, revealing charcoal-like muscles all over his body!

- I understand that this is a vision of the Jindan upper-level martial artist rushing out with ten times the strength, and the strength of a hundred horses is concentrated on that person's neck.

The mother covered her mouth in surprise,

"Don't be afraid!"

We comforted each other at the same time.

"Kill the thief!" the minions cried, their voices as small as mosquitoes under their father's soundwaves.

"Boom!"

The father took the man and went down to the deck and sank into the boat.

More than ten layers of the ship's inner deck were broken before it settled in the ship's bilge.

The father still locked the man's throat, and the man restrained his smile and finally replaced it with a serious demeanor.

"Take care. ”

I found a rope, went down from the top floor, landed beside my father, and drew the silver serpent sword (the man was so engrossed in my father that he couldn't let go of his coercion anymore, so I moved freely).

"It's good to come! I'm going to stab him in the throat! ”

My father's breathing was difficult, and the blood red on his face was slowly receding. I know that the upper level of the Jindan Martial Saint can only burst out with ten times the strength of three hundred breaths, and it will be the same as the Martial Saint of the lower level of the Yuan Ying for a short time. The father took advantage of the man's contempt to gain the first hand, and he held out five hundred breaths, and then went down to run out of oil.

——No distractions, sword slashing spring breeze!

My silver serpent sword stabbed him in the throat, a white birthmark the size of a fingernail that felt as soft as a baby's skin.

I jumped out of the way, and blood was pouring out of his neck. The Silver Snake Sword is a semi-psychic top-grade divine weapon, no matter whether this primordial person is a human or a demon, his body can't resist this last straw.

What I killed this time was a Yuan Infant Martial Saint.

Our family's last difficulties are over.

Everybody is alive and well.

— but the blood didn't shoot out.

A strange rhythm began to beat in my mind.

I suddenly thought of a note from "Sou Shen Ji".