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At this time, the captain's mood should be the same as the previous deputy captain, because the person in front of him was too far beyond common sense.

Many times, what humans fear is not death itself, but the pain encountered in the process of death, but the...

Fearless and fearless.

Of course Qiubai was fearless because he had died once.

The captain saw a stream of light, which cut off the blood mist in front of him at a speed that exceeded the nerve reflex.

So Qiu Bai maintained his spirit and concentration, swung the strongest sword so far, and if he wanted to describe this sword...

Summer colors, lotus ponds, after rain, the scorching sun.

The plants with large round leaves are baked at high temperatures, and a lotus is hidden between the uneven stems and leaves.

A green bird glanced over the water surface, then suddenly pulled up and hovered, then gently lowered its head, avoiding layers of lotus leaves, rolling water droplets, and thorny stems, passing through the unfallen lotus petals, and pecking gently. Then, with its horny beak, it accurately seized a green lotus seed from the honeycomb-shaped hole at the top of the pedicel.

The lotus platform does not move and the figure does not move, which should be the basics.

This sword emphasizes agility and agile moves that hit the target with one blow without getting caught in the fireworks. It requires the user to have the ability to accurately capture the target, as well as the ability to penetrate and hit instantly after determining the target.

The conception and design are both good, but this is Qiu Bai's sword skill after all, and this person can play with blood no matter what.

The left hand was tightly attached to the sword girder and the palm of the right hand was pressed against the very end of the sword hilt. With the left hand as the axis, the one that exerted force and controlled the trajectory of the sword was actually the right hand. Then, at this time when the body was extremely twisted, the sword was stabbed out with extreme precision.

A slight sense of blockage came from the other end of the thin knife, which was then unobstructed.

At this time, the person who was most shocked was not others, but the captain himself.

He could clearly feel that he was cut into something cold from his skin to his muscles.

Then the tip of the knife passed through the gap between his fourth and fifth spine, along with the central nervous system in the middle, and even the throat and esophagus in front, were cut off at the same time.

Then there were muscles and skin.

But at this point, Qiubai did not continue to swing forward, but pulled back along the cut just now, and then picked up lightly in the center.

The lotus seeds were picked like this.

However, probably there is no way to carry this "lotus seed", so Qiubai replaced it with a thin knife.

A swordsman Qiubai's seventeenth sword:

"Lotus Bird"

The thorns that were all around the body began to dissipate little by little.

"Captain, I have never been arrogant enough to think that I can come to you like that just now. The 200 million head is very heavy."

"So... Are you satisfied with this posture that has become a little more Shura?"

Qiubai, who fell back to the ground from mid-air, knelt on one knee, and at the same time put his right hand next to his knee to support his upper body. Blood had already gathered under his feet.

If Qiubai is compared to honeycomb coal now... I'm sorry, honeycomb coal does not have so many pores.

But the left hand maintained a flat posture of holding a long knife, and the thin blade body was like a grape branch bent by fruit... bent to a curve that could be broken at any time.

There is nothing wrong with saying this, because Qiubai has indeed picked up what he wanted... an extremely fresh head.

"See...heard color"

What's even more strange is that there is a last word on the captain's head.

Although Qiu Bai's tragic situation was second only to losing his head, he avoided a real fatal attack in a very extreme way in the dense piercing attack... Without a little "predictive" ability, he would not be able to do such a thing.

"How can I know this kind of indifferent thing? But... you can't just pierce my kidney if you want to pierce my kidney." Meaningless words will only increase Qiubai's bleeding, but he still insists on saying nonsense.

Is there anything strange about life and death success or failure

There is nothing, because of summer, snow and winter flowers, nothing in this world is impossible.

As for Qiubai saying that he didn't know and it didn't matter... because at that time, it really didn't matter no matter what he did.

Fingers can be eye-catching, fists can be hit on the chest, bricks can lift people's forehead, swords can pierce the heart, and hammers can break bones.

But on the other hand, as long as you can poke the eyes blind, lift the forehead, pierce the heart, and break the bones, do you really need to worry about it?

In this sense, no matter whether it is low-end to use a poo to make people sick, or high-end to use something domineering or something violently eliminated, there seems to be no difference.

Of course, it is natural to be able to use domineeringness and not shit, which involves a person's style and hygiene.

But it is very pure that "killing intention" is more important than weapons and means.

So, this attack just now is actually a combination technique, which should be called:

"Killing Lotus Bird"

With the sound of blood dripping, Qiubai encouraged to stand up again, and his long hair was lifted to his right hand. Then he tried to use a long knife to support it, but the fragile weapon broke instantly.

The usage is too incorrect.

So Qiubai could only stagger a few steps to the side, then held it with one hand on the wall of the cabin, slapped a handprint, and walked forward one by one.

The sticky blood makes people feel bad when walking. At this time, Qiubai felt a little cold in his body and his vision was a little blurred.

Sure enough, his gameplay lost too much blood.

But his actions were still unstoppable, because he held a pass that was better than the deputy captain... No one on this boat would not know the captain, right?

I wonder if Qiu Bai is the only one who swipes his face in and out of the enemy's pirate group.

Even, he could communicate in an ordinary tone of a friendly unit, just as nothing had happened: "Cough..."

Coughing blood first is to respect.

"Friends, don't you think the naval shelling has stopped, if I'm not deaf yet."

"To be honest, I'm in a bad situation now, so... someone has confirmed that the Navy has leaned over?"

"Go!"

He waved his right hand and all the pirates piled up at the door retreated because... it was like the order given by the captain's head just now.

Fortunately, it's okay.

This is not the kind of pirate group composed of a few elites. After losing the captain and deputy captain, they have lost the ability to think.

Everyone knows that the final shot should be passed at this time, but the question is... who is willing to come and finish the shot

The captain's head and the deputy captain's body are all placed here.

Qiu Bai himself couldn't see what he was now, but like what he just described himself... Shura
Chapter completed!