"What's the name of this ship?" Chen Senran licked the sea water flowing down from the ends of his hair, which was a little salty.

As the tracking deepened, he had gradually adapted to his new ability, and the investment of mental power did not require as much effort as before, so he even began to have kung fu and chat with Planck.

What a terrible adaptability.

Even Planck, who was as powerful as before, could not help but sigh as if he had been before. He stood closest to Chen Senran, and naturally clearly felt the amazing changes in Chen Senran in a short period of time.

Such terrible adaptability, coupled with a good mind, elegant connotation and strange magical ability that you can't even figure out.

If you confirm that this blind man has no other problem, then recruiting his subordinates will definitely be a big wing. By then, you can cut more pieces of Bilgewater's big cake...

"Mingyuan." Planck glanced at Chen Senran's firm and squishy face covered with sea water with his eyes. He was thinking about all kinds of things, but he seemed to be completely unwilling to see whether he could control a wild horse like Chen Senran.

"What the hell's name?" Chen Senran smiled, but his face that had soaked in the sea water was a little strangely pale. Using that ability for a long time gave him a headache.

"It's just a ghost name." Planck also smiled, probably because his outstanding eyesight had already vaguely caught a corner of the sail in the fog, and his mood began to improve, but the smile in the fog was a bit strange and inexplicable, as if there was something hidden.

The ship was still driving with full force towards the direction reported by Chen Senran. This three-masted sailboat with a ghost name has a streamlined hull, and it has huge power. In addition, it was walking with the wind at this time. The sail was full of wind, allowing it to pierce the oncoming fog and waves like a swordfish, leaving a terrifying long snow-white line in the boundless fog, like a wild horse that had been ridden. At that moment, no one could stop it from running straight to the horizon.

As the entire Mingyuan became closer and closer to the enemy ship locked by Chen Senran, the opponent finally realized that something was wrong. It was originally the one who had the locking function to fight guerrilla attacks and made the other party feel dying. Now it seems that the other party has this ability, and is rushing over like a mad dog, ready to beat him to death.

After discovering this situation, the ships that were originally revolving around the Mingyuan and occasionally shot two guns began to chase Mingyuan desperately and kept firing guns to try to block them.

But the mad dog-like Mingyuan was too fast. Before the gunners could aim, it had already left.

The wind was stronger, and Chen Senran's newly replaced linen gown roar was rushing in the air. He pinched his eyebrows and said, "There are only the last seven hundred yards left, and it should be almost entering the range."

Before he could finish his words, a loud bang came out of the storm. It was obvious that the other party could not escape, so he stopped and fired first.

"It's the first gun..." Planck said this, but he was not prepared to use the same first gun to fight back.

The bombarded shells passed through the heavy fog and waves and hit the port side of the Netherworld, but only shocked the entire hull, without causing any damage to the terrifying sailboat made of black rock wood.

It is still moving forward frantically.

The distance between breathing has been shortened to two hundred yards. Pirates with better eyesight can even see the wooden texture of the hull of the ship opposite through the heavy fog.

This distance was enough for both sides to shoot wildly, and all the pirates couldn't help laughing wildly. As long as they approached the other party, the battle on the side would be like a tiger entering the flock. Each of them grabbed the sword in their hands, looked at Planck, and waited for their great captain to announce the order to open fire.

However, Planck did not speak until the distance was shortened to 150 yards, and another gun on the other side flew out of the barrel of the first gun, almost smashing the head of a tall pirate.

Planck was still silent.

One hundred and twenty yards.

The ship finally began to suffer damage.

The whistling shell broke a mast and left a hole in the thick black rock wooden deck.

The pirates' faces began to look a little ugly, but the majesty accumulated by Planck over the years made no one dare to say anything. They just held the sword in their hands tighter and breathed harder.

One hundred and ten yards, if you don’t fire, you will be bombarded directly with the cannon on your face.

The enemy's first gun sounded again.

It was at that moment that the wind and waves surged again.

Planck, who had been silent all the time, suddenly raised the long knife in his hand.

At that speed, the whistling wind and waves sharply split the roaring sound, making a nearly roaring sound.

He yelled in the boundless storm: "Swing the rudder sixty degrees. The sail is three across the port, and the wind is received on the port."

"Stop Sifan and let us... hit the fuck."

This order made everyone stunned, but this group of pirates followed Planck for many years and had never seen any kind of crisis. In just one breath, they shouted loudly, laughed wildly and began to quickly operate frantically according to Planck's orders.

At this moment, let alone those pirates, even outsiders like Chen Senran understood Planck's intentions. He approached him desperately and showed his enemy as weak, in order to make the opponent unable to turn over with a fierce attack at this moment.

The roar of wind and waves was like thunder. In the roar of thunder, the entire Mingyuan suddenly turned suddenly in an instant, from the state of being facing the enemy ship, which was about to fight head-on to the enemy's central hull from the side like a knife, like a sharp arrow about to hit a rabbit without realizing it.

The entire hull turned violently into the sea. The huge waves slapped directly from everyone's head. Almost everyone could only squat down and grab the things around them tightly, so as not to be dragged into the storm.

Even as stable as Chen Senran could not withstand such storms at this time, and grabbed the side of the ship next to him with both hands.

The storm was surging. In the storm, only Planck was still standing on the bow of the boat. He pulled the long knife in his hand and sent it back into the scabbard. He looked at the three-masted sailboat that was about to be smashed into pieces and smiled and said, "Do you know what the corner of the bow of my boat is called?"

He said it very lightly and slowly, but surprisingly, Chen Senran heard this clearly in such a storm.

"What's the name?"

"Mareocheanolu." Planck pronounced a name with a singular accent, "The tooth of the sea dragon, said to be my great-grandfather sailed to the end of the endless sea, killed an ancient sea dragon, and made of taking off its teeth, which could tear all things in the world."

The last word fell, and the Mingyuan tore the majestic waves, and the bow of the ship rushed out of wind and waves and fog. A rare ray of sunlight fell down, sprinkling on the bone-like horn that was snow-white and with infinite ancient aura, reflecting a hideous light.

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Chapter completed!