Peace of the Pirate

The rain that had been brewing all night finally started to fall, as if it wanted to cleanse the world of sins. It started with a drizzle, but soon it became like a pouring rain.

Crackling, every raindrop is like a drum beat, hammering on the land. The pits created by the fighting are also filled with rainwater. Looking from the side, they look muddy and muddy.Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!

The cold rain hit them painfully, and their clothes were soaked and clinging to them, but the two people standing in the courtyard had no idea of ​​escaping. No matter how cold the rain was, it couldn't compare to the chill between them.

Dean wiped the rain from his face, stepped forward, stepped on a puddle, and the rain splashed everywhere: "A knife flow, furious."

"Jie~ Haha, it's useless. Now, your power can no longer match mine." Batuo easily blocked the white rainbow and laughed wantonly. The blood on his forehead was washed away by the rain and covered his entire face.

Drawing the knife and retreating, Dean got close again, one knife after another, interlocking with each other. After trying again, it was clear that he could no longer compete with his opponent. He could only hope that a series of offensives could make a difference.

However, Bator not only increased his strength but also his speed. Just because of Dean's close body, he was a little confused for a moment due to his height and long arms. When he got two more stab wounds on his body, he became irritated and worried. Hey, even if he was stabbed again, he would leave some traces on Dean's body.

So, when the two separated again, Ba Tuo's chest and right shoulder turned to the left, and the skin and flesh were torn.

Dean knelt on one knee, looking at the knife, with a trace of fresh blood on the corner of his mouth. Bato exchanged a punch for a knife. Based on the injury alone, Dean naturally gained a little benefit, but fighting always depends on this. To determine the outcome, no one can know who is worthy of this injury exchange until the final outcome is announced.

At least, Ba Tuo felt that he was making a lot of money: "With your body, if you receive three punches from me, your swordsmanship will be greatly reduced. If you receive five punches from me, you will never have the chance to hurt me. The victory or defeat is probably over." It’s settled.”

After wiping away the blood, I don't know if it was due to the rain or something else. Dean's face turned a bit paler than before: "Maybe you don't need five punches, maybe you can beat me with four punches, but you can still resist." How many times should I stab you? In the rain, your blood loss will be faster."

"Jie~ Haha." Ba Tuo smiled, not caring: "Only by putting life and death aside can you have a greater chance of winning. I will die first or you will fall first. You still need to try to know this. Come on, swordsman !”

It is basic common sense that blood loss will affect combat effectiveness, but there are always some individuals who will break these common sense. While walking, Bator's speed became a little faster.

What a monster... Dean gritted his teeth and faced it. He has been sailing in this sea for 20 years, but this is the first time he has encountered such a guy. This is also in Mariejoia. For This kind of unusual guy will always be the favorite of the Tianlong people.

boom,

Dean spat out a mouthful of blood and couldn't stop retreating until he hit a pillar and stopped his retreat.

There was another knife mark on the thigh, but Ba Tuo still didn't care: "Sure enough, this method is the simplest and clearest. Now, it's the second punch."

Dean didn't know where Bator's limit was, but he knew exactly where his own limit was. When he stood up, the cracks on the pillar behind him were as dense as spiders, and the longest one had spread to the top.

Taking a deep breath and feeling the pain in his body, Dean shook his head helplessly. He originally thought that following the young master to Mary Joa was akin to retiring, and he had already made the decision to say goodbye to his past life. .

But who would have known that he would encounter powerful enemies one after another in Marigioa. Bato's strength was obviously inferior to Fisher Tiger's. It was just that the fishman showed mercy that time, and the purpose was only to save people rather than kill people. Therefore, For Dean, it was even more sinister now.

And he can only rely on himself.

Bato didn't give Dean time to rest. His blood was losing every minute. Although he wasn't afraid of death, he didn't want to die either.

Bang, boom.

Dean's body flew out again, crashed through the wall and fell into the room.

"Swordsman-sama, are you okay?"

Holding back the fear in her heart, Kerla turned around the head in front of her and half-crouched next to Dean. Looking at Dean who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, she was so panicked that she could only take out a handkerchief to wipe it.

Broken bricks, wood blocks, blood, rainwater and corpses, the restaurant that was supposed to be a noble place has already become a mess.

Shaking his head and pushing away Kerra's hand, Dean stood up from the ground and faced Bato, who had already arrived in the corridor.

A small red and black puddle quickly formed under Ba Tuo's feet. He raised his fist and said, "It's already been three punches. I believe your body can no longer support you from using more heavy-duty sword moves." , it seems that I am still the one who can survive.”

Ignoring Bator, Dean asked Kella, who was hiding again: "Little girl, how are the young master's people?"

Both Baator and Kella were startled, and the latter replied hesitantly: "The young master is the best person besides mother."

Nodding, Dean sighed: "I thought so too. I would never have imagined that one day I would fight to the death for the Celestial Dragons."

Bato, who was ignored, felt insulted and rushed into the room directly: "Even when he was about to die, he was still talking incomprehensible words."

After taking a breath, Dean stretched out his hand to hold Kella in his arms, took two steps back, broke the window and retreated to the corridor on the other side.

The window was too small, so Bato squeezed out impatiently. After a while, he gathered strength and broke through the wall, shouting: "Where can you run, huh?"

When the dust settled, Ba Tuo saw Dean standing in front of him, holding a knife, and the little daughter he was carrying had long since disappeared: "Exchanging a knife for a punch, I have gained an advantage, aren't you very happy?"

Bator shook his head: "I will not be truly happy until I chop off your head."

Dean grinned and wanted to smile, but the pain quickly made the smile become stiff and funny: "I said, if you punch me four times, I will definitely lose, so I still have a chance to punch me."

Bato chuckled and said: "In your heyday, even one of your swords might not be able to defeat me now, not to mention that you have been seriously injured now. I don't know where you will find opportunities."

Exhaling a breath, Dean, who was over forty, seemed to have rediscovered the vigor he had when he first entered the sea: "If you try it again, you know where the opportunity I mentioned comes from."

His momentum was as strong as a mountain, and his sword power was unparalleled. Behind him, there was a faint white shadow rolling.

Ba Tuo's eyes narrowed slightly: "Pretend to be a ghost."

Just as he was about to move forward, a huge white ape flashed past his eyes. Bato was startled and stopped. When he looked closer, it was still just heavy rain.

Are you experiencing hallucinations due to excessive bleeding... Bato guessed that a quick decision must be made. Thinking about it, he moved forward again.

"Emperor, Junye." Dean murmured softly, and wiped his palm along Bai Hong's blade. The rainwater he had just wiped off once again covered the blade. When he raised his head again, there was blood behind him.

"I took off your head." Bator jumped up.

"The secret of One Sword Style, Heart Monkey Tyrant!"

The light of the knife flashed, and the heavy rain in the sky seemed to be cut off by a knife, blocked for a moment, and then continued to fall.

puff.

Batuo fell to the ground weakly, and the ground soon turned red. His last punch was not delivered after all.

Sheathing the knife, Dean looked at Kella who was hiding and smiled: "It's not safe here, let's leave quickly."

The latter's eyes were widened, frightened and speechless.

"There are slaves here, shoot."

Hey, hey, hey.

Flowers of blood bloomed, and a body fell into the puddle.

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