The sea is the home of these people. As long as they jump into the sea, even if Jiang Daoru has three heads and six arms, he will never be able to catch these people again!
"Want to run?!"
When Jiang Daoru came back to his senses, he found that these pirates had jumped out of the deck, their bodies had begun to fall downward, and they were about to jump into the sea!
"Tianzong Cold Blade!"
Jiang Daoru's body was slightly bowed, and he was holding the handle of the Tang sword in his right hand. The moment he drew the sword, countless cold blades whizzed out and turned into a sword light all over the sky!
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The pirates' bodies were suspended in the air, unable to avoid the attack of Jiang Daoru, the Tianzong's cold blade. Almost instantly, they were strangled into pieces of meat by the fierce cold light of the blade and fell into the sea!
On the other side, the old man, shrouded in purple smoke, used the five fingers of his right hand like hooks to gather all the ancient martial energy in his body and pointed directly at Mu Xue's pink neck!
"Crack!"
Just when the old man's fingertips were about to touch Mu Xue's pink neck, a huge force came from his wrist, making him unable to move any further!
"Do you think Chu doesn't exist?"
The next second, Chu Tianhe's cold voice sounded beside the old man, followed by a powerful ancient martial energy, which also hit the old man's chest!
In an instant, the old man's face changed drastically. He could feel the powerful force in Chu Tianhe's palm wind. If he was hit in the chest by a palm, he would definitely die!
The old man wanted to turn around and retreat, but his right wrist was grabbed by Chu Tianhe and he couldn't get away!
In desperation, the old man's left hand flashed a cold light and slashed directly towards his right arm. In an instant, blood spurted out, and the entire right arm was cut off by the old man. At the same time, the old man's body also retreated quickly.
Hidden in the thick fog again!
"Survival with a broken arm?"
At this time, Yan Ruyu also came to Mu Xue. Looking at the bloody arm in Chu Tianhe's hand, Liu Yemei frowned slightly and said: "This guy is quite decisive. If he had been slower just now, I'm afraid he will be dead now."
A corpse!"
After the words fell, Yan Ruyu's beautiful eyes glanced at the surrounding lavender fog, and her slender fingers began to change rapidly, forming a seal with her ten fingers, which turned out to be a Taoist seal!
"Array Formation·Hurricane Curse!"
As Yan Ruyu completed the seal, she took a sharp breath, and then all the ancient martial energy in her body gathered in her chest, and blew it out, forming a huge whirlwind, trying to blow away the thick purple mist!
At the same time, Chu Tianhe raised his right hand slightly, and the nine Dragon Soul Mysterious Needles shot out a trail of cold light and shot directly into the thick fog!
Soon, the lavender thick fog dissipated, and the old man was seen kneeling limply on the ground, lifeless. The center of his eyebrows, the temples on both sides, the heart, and the fatal point on his back were all pierced by silver needles!
Almost every silver needle is enough to kill the old man on the spot!
"How did you locate that person?" Upon seeing this, Yan Ruyu looked at Chu Tianhe in disbelief and couldn't help but ask.
In such a dense fog, Yan Ruyu can roughly judge the old man's position because of the existence of perception. But if he wants to be like Chu Tianhe, he can not only judge the old man's position, but also accurately judge the old man's position.
It would be too difficult to move forward so that the silver needle attacks at the most precise angle!
In this way, the smoke became a stumbling block for the old man, because in this thick fog, it was almost impossible to block an extremely thin silver needle!
"Whoosh!"
Chu Tianhe waved his hand slightly, and the nine rays of cold light instantly retracted his sleeves, and then said: "It is not difficult to lock his position!"
