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

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

Fearless.

Qiubai was of course fearless, because he had already died once.

The captain saw a stream of light, and with the speed of nerve reflex, the blood mist in front of him was split.

So Qiubai maintained his energy and concentration, and swung out the strongest sword so far, but if you want to describe this sword...

Summer color, lotus pond, after rain, scorching sun.

The heat bakes plants with large round leaves, and among the jagged stems and leaves, a lotus flower is hidden.

A blue bird skipped the water surface, then suddenly pulled up and hovered, and then lowered its head gently, dodging layers of lotus leaves, rolling water droplets, and thorny stems, passing through the lotus petals that did not fall, Gently pecked, and then used the **** beak to precisely grab a green lotus seed from the honeycomb-shaped hole at the top of the flower stalk.

The lotus platform does not move, the figure does not move, it should be the basic of the basics.

This sword is an agile move that emphasizes dexterity, one-shot hits, and no fireworks. It requires the user to have the ability to accurately capture the target, as well as the ability to penetrate defense and instantly hit the target after determining the target.

The idea and design are good, but after all, this is Qiubai's sword skills, and this person can play with blood no matter what.

The left hand clings to the hilt of the sword, and the palm of the right hand touches the end of the hilt. With the left hand as the axis, the force and the trajectory of the sword are actually the right hand. Then, when the body is extremely twisted, This sword, however, was cut out with extreme precision.

There was a slight sense of blockage from the other end of the thin knife, and then it was smooth.

At this time, it was not the others who were most astonished, but the captain himself.

He could clearly feel himself being cut by something cold from his skin to his muscles.

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

Then there are muscles and skin.

But at this point, Qiu Bai did not continue to swing forward, but pulled back along the incision just now, and then lifted it lightly at the center.

The lotus seeds were picked like this.

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

The seventeenth sword of Qiu Bai, a swordsman:

"Lotus"

The thorns all over the body began to disperse little by little.

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

"So... this posture that has become a little more Shura, are you still satisfied?"

Qiubai, who fell back to the ground from midair, knelt down on one knee, and at the same time put his right hand next to his knee to support his upper body, and blood had pooled under his feet.

If the current Qiubai is compared to briquettes... I'm sorry, briquettes don't have so many holes.

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

There's nothing wrong with saying this, because Qiu Bai has indeed picked up what he wants... an extremely fresh head.

"See... smell?"

What's even more bizarre is that the captain's head still has a last word.

Although Qiubai's tragic situation is second only to losing his head, in the intensive piercing attack, he avoided the real fatal attack in a very extreme way... If he did not have a little "prediction" ability, he would not be able to do this. kind of thing.

"How do I know such a trivial matter, but... you can't just pierce my kidney if you want?" Meaningless words would only increase Qiubai's bleeding, but he still insisted on piercing my kidneys. Talk nonsense.

Life and death, is there anything strange?

Nothing, because of Xia Xue Dong Hua, nothing is impossible in this world.

As for Qiu Bai saying that he doesn't know and it doesn't matter... Because at that time, no matter what you do, it really doesn't matter.

Fingers can catch people's eyes, fists can hit people's chests, bricks can lift people's heads, swords can pierce hearts, hammers can break bones.

But on the other hand, as long as you can poke blind eyes, flip your forehead, pierce your heart, and knock your bones apart, do you really need to care about whether the process is done with a knife, a gun, your hands, or your teeth?

In this sense, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether it is low-end to use Baba to make people sick to death, or high-end to use something domineering or something to violently destroy it.

Of course, it is natural to be able to use domineering without shit, which involves a person's style and hygiene.

But a very pure point is that "killing intent" is more important than weapons and means.

So, the blow just now is actually a combination skill, it should be called:

"Killing, Lotus Sparrow"

With the sound of dripping blood and water, Qiubai encouraged him to stand up again, and he lifted his long head on his right hand. Then he tried to use a long knife as a cane to support it, but as a result, the fragile weapon broke in an instant.

The way of using it is too incorrect.

So Qiubai could only stagger a few steps to the side, then put one hand on the wall of the cabin, slap a handprint, and walk forward one foot after another.

The viscous blood made walking feel very uncomfortable. At this time, Qiubai felt that his body was a little cold, and his vision was a little blurry.

Sure enough, his gameplay lost too much blood.

But his actions are still unstoppable, because he has a pass that is better than the vice-captain in his hand... On this ship, there will be no one who does not know the captain's appearance, right?

This way of brushing his face in and out of the enemy's pirate group, I don't know if Qiubai is the only one.

He can even communicate in the tone of an ordinary friendly unit as if nothing happened: "Cough..."

Coughing up blood first.

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

"To be honest, my current condition is very bad, so... Has anyone confirmed whether the navy is coming over?"

"go!"

He waved his right hand, and the pirates piled up at the door all retreated, because... just now it was like an order from the captain's head~lightnovelpub.net~ It's okay, 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 this time should be over to make up, but the question is... Who is willing to come over to make up?

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

Qiubai couldn't see what he looked like now, but as he just described himself... Shura?

In the history of hell, Shura has never treated himself so miserably.

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