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Chapter 674 The most serious loss

Ye Teng Heishu never expected that Zhang Tiezhu would fight him desperately, so he hurriedly rolled on the spot and escaped in a thrilling way.

But at this time, the sinister and shameless Anbei swordsman suddenly attacked from behind, jumped up and aimed his sword at Zhang Tiezhu's back.

Zhang Tiezhu had just landed and had no time to turn around to resist.

At this most critical moment for his bald head, suddenly a flash of light flashed through his head, and Zhang Tiezhu quickly threw the ghost-headed sword in his hand directly behind him like a ghost.

The ghost-headed sword seemed to have eyes. With a click, it directly cut off Anbei Swordman's sword, and then continued to move forward, aiming at Anbei Swordman's neck and swiping past.

"Ahhhh..."

This time, Anbei Swordsman was so frightened that he retreated in horror. He wet his pants in an instant and his legs were trembling in the soaked pants.

This sudden change shocked almost everyone and frightened the Dongdao ghosts present, as if they had seen a ghost.

It was just a very ordinary-looking broadsword, but it could fly and kill people automatically. This was simply unheard of.

When the danger was over, the Ghost Head Sword hovered in the air and did not continue to pursue the Anbei Swordsman.

At this time, Zhang Tiezhu had already reacted. He turned around sharply, grabbed the hilt of the ghost-headed sword that was hanging in the air, and rushed forward in a straight line like a sharp arrow.

It passed overhead.

"Cha..."

Suddenly a crisp sound came out, and when Zhang Tiezhu rushed to the ground behind Anbei Swordman, black blood spurted out of Anbei Swordman's throat quickly, like a fountain.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The Anbei swordsman covered his bleeding throat in horror, but he couldn't cover it with his hands, and the blood continued to spurt out.

"help me……"

Anbei swordsman yelled two vague words unwillingly, and fell straight to the ground with a bang, his limbs twitching non-stop, and then he became stiff and motionless.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat..."

Seeing Anbei Swordman die in front of his eyes, Ye Teng was also frightened. He had never expected that the sword in Zhang Tiezhu's hand was so powerful, it was like a god-like weapon.

Noteng Heishu didn't dare to continue fighting. Although he was not at a disadvantage yet, the knife was too powerful. No one dared to continue taking risks easily until he understood it.

Soon all these East Island ghosts retreated, and even the body of the Anbei Swordman was carried away.

Zhang Tiezhu did not chase after him, he stood there like a piece of wood with a pale face, as if his heart had been drained, and he suddenly fell down weakly.

"Boss..."

Sanmao originally planned to lead people to hunt down the escaping Dongdao Japanese, but when he saw Zhang Tiezhu falling down inexplicably, he rushed over anxiously and supported Zhang Tiezhu who was falling softly.

Although Sanmao was injured at this time, his stomach was injured, but fortunately it did not hurt his vitals. The wound had been tied by his own clothes, and his whole body was stained red with blood.

Zhang Tiezhu felt a little better after being supported by someone. He shook his dizzy head slightly and said feebly: "Sanmao, I, I'm fine. Help me into the room to rest. And, go outside, go look outside."

Pirate, he's hurt, go and carry him in."

"Okay, boss, don't worry, you have a good rest, my brothers and I will stay here..."

Sanmao hurriedly helped Zhang Tiezhu into the room, and then led others to find the pirates in the dark corner next to him, and then dealt with the aftermath in the hall.

Zhang Tiezhu asked someone to close the door, sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes and felt his body suddenly deteriorate.

At this time, his face was still pale, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit, or as if he had suddenly become seriously ill. His whole person looked bloodless and very weak.

Zhang Tiezhu quickly fell into meditation, and soon the Dragon King Seal on the soles of his feet began to activate. Waves of the Dragon King's aura spread throughout Zhang Tiezhu's body, slowly recovering his extremely weak body.

Zhang Tiezhu didn't know why. He didn't understand that at that moment, his body was suddenly emptied out, as if all the energy had been sucked away by the ghost knife.

In fact, the weirdest thing about this ghost sword is that it can automatically attack to protect its owner, but after the attack, a large amount of energy is needed to nourish the sword, which is considered a reward for the ghost sword.

Therefore, after the Ghost Sword automatically attacked to protect Zhang Tiezhu, the moment Zhang Tiezhu grasped the handle of the knife again, the energy in his body was drained.

But this is not actually the fault of the Ghost Sword. It can only be blamed on Zhang Tiezhu being too weak now. The Ghost Sword drained his internal strength by randomly drawing out a little energy.

When Zhang Tiezhu recovered from meditation, he had almost finished handling the matters outside.

At this time, Xiao Sanpao received the news, leaving two groups of people to continue monitoring there, and then hurried back alone.

"Brother..."

Seeing Xiao Sanpao running into the hall, Sanmao cried and knelt down in front of Xiao Sanpao.

"What's wrong, Sanmao..."

Xiao Sanpao's mind suddenly started. When he saw Sanmao covered in blood, he knew that something big must have happened at home. Xiao Sanpao quickly helped Sanmao up.

"Brother, I, I am incompetent. We suffered heavy losses this time. Brother Qinglang was also hacked to death by the Japanese..."

"What?"

When he heard that General Qing Lang was hacked to death, Xiao Sanpao felt dizzy.

Qing Lang is the brother who has followed San Pao for the longest time. It can be said that Qing Lang has been following Xiao San Pao since his debut. He never expected that he would die in the hands of a kid today.

"Also, there is boss Zhang Tiezhu, too..."

"What, what's wrong, boss..."

Before Sanmao could finish speaking, Xiao Sanpao was so frightened that he almost fainted.

The boss he recognized was an absolute hero. If the boss was hacked to death by a kid, then he would immediately lead his men to rush over and fight to the death.

"Boss, he seems to have been injured too. He suddenly fainted. Now he's locked himself in the room and is being treated..."

Because Zhang Tiezhu is a doctor, he locked himself in the room, so Sanmao thought the boss was treating him.

"Grandma, these little devils, I destroyed Tamar's ancestors..."

Xiao Sanpao hurriedly ran inside. He was really worried if he didn't see the boss in his current state.

But when he rushed to the door of the room, he was stopped by several of his subordinates.

"What's going on?" Xiao Sanpao shouted.

"Brother Sanpao, boss, boss, tell no one to get close, otherwise, it will affect his healing..."

After hearing these words, Sanpao calmed down. He also knew that Zhang Tiezhu was a god-like figure. He must have his own unique way of healing, just like what was shown on TV and could not be disturbed by outsiders.

"Take me to see Green Wolf..."

At this time, Xiao Sanpao had already shed the painful tears of a grown man and yelled at Sanmao beside him.

Sanmao didn't dare to say anything and immediately ran towards another room with Xiao Sanpao.

Sanmao didn't have time to tell Xiao Sanpao about the fact that the pirates also fainted, because Brother Sanpao was already too sad at this time, so Sanmao could only hold back for now and wanted to talk to his elder brother slowly later.


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