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"Enemy attack!"

Heart-wrenching cries suddenly rang out on the Minmin fighting ship.

It was immediately drowned out by a shrill scream.

Where Zhang Yuan's Xuanbing went, four or five elite Minmin warriors had no time to dodge. Their bodies were instantly cut off by the red sword light and they fell to the deck one after another.

Colorful viscera mixed with blood poured out.

These warriors all had the strength of the second or third level, and their vitality was quite strong. Even if they were cut in half, they did not die immediately.

Their screams caused the medium-sized warship to explode.

"Why?"

A Minmin warrior who witnessed the tragedy couldn't believe his eyes and let out a roar of grief and anger.

The Min people and Wuqi are blood relatives with the same origin, so why would Zhang Yuan, a barbarian, draw his sword against them?

But there were only a few people who were as confused as him. More warriors on the deck roared, drew their weapons and rushed towards Zhang Yuan, their eyes blazing with fire, wanting to avenge their people.

Zhang Yuan killed several warriors with one sword and continued to advance forward.

The Taowu sword in his hand emitted flames, sweeping away all the stubborn enemies blocking his way with its indestructible force.

Those brave and reckless warriors of the Min people crashed into the sword light, which immediately set off a bloody storm. Heads flew and limbs were scattered everywhere, turning the upper deck of the fighting ship into a Shura hell in an instant.

Hot blood flowed on the deck, winding into streams and seeping into the gaps between the wooden boards.

At the same time, the rising blood energy was wrapped up by the blade light and merged silently into the blade.

Blood marks appeared on the surface of this mysterious weapon, and the spirituality within it became violently agitated.

However, Zhang Yuan, holding the Taowu knife, did not feel the slightest bit of emotion in his heart.

During the past period of time, the number of enemies he killed far exceeded the total number before, and the number of barbarians who died at the hands of this mysterious weapon was approaching four digits. They had long been accustomed to killing and death.

Countless amounts of blood and lives also forged Zhang Yuan's iron will to fight!

On the deck of this fighting ship, he was like a ruthless killing machine, reaping the lives of enemies at his own pace, and no opponent could stop him.

Firm, cold, powerful...

Although a large number of Minmin warriors continued to rush onto the deck, trying to rely on their numerical advantage to surround and kill Zhang Yuan.

But they were like a praying mantis blocking the wheels of a car. Although they raised their weapons bravely, they were easily crushed on the spot.

"Form a formation!"

A master of the Min people roared loudly and wanted to organize a battle formation to fight against Zhang Yuan.

If low-level warriors want to fight against high-level warriors, in addition to using human wave tactics, there is another way, which is to form a battle formation and gather fighting spirit and momentum to suppress the latter.

Although the leader of the Minminli tribe had a good idea, how could Zhang Yuan give his opponent a chance to form a formation calmly on the limited space on the deck of a warship?

Zhang Yuan was like a lion charging into a flock of sheep, pushing forward all the way.

After a while, they attacked from the bow to the stern!

Behind him there was a bloody road strewn with corpses, which made the surviving people terrified.

"stop!"

When Zhang Yuan turned around and prepared for another round of killing.

An old man in a gray robe, escorted by several Min warriors, hurried onto the deck.

The corpses on the deck made him want to tear his eyes out, and he asked sternly: "Who are you?"

The Minmin elder couldn't believe that the enemy who massacred his own people was actually a strong man from the Wuqi tribe, so he suspected that there might be some misunderstanding.

But the next moment, he saw the Taowu knife in Zhang Yuan's hand shining with a strange bloody light.

The pupils of this Minmin elder's eyes suddenly shrank, and he answered his own question: "Blood Knife Human Slayer!"

Zhang Yuan's black weapon had long been famous in Damengze because it had killed so many barbarians.

The news was also widely spread among the people.

In fact, if Zhang Yuan had not spared no effort in hunting down the barbarians of the Wuqi tribe, the three allied forces would have attacked Jinsha Island much earlier and would not have been delayed until now.

Zhang Yuan smiled coldly and rushed towards the gray-robed old man with a knife.

It's really a bloody butcher!

Although Zhang Yuan's appearance was completely different from the rumors, Elder Min was 100% sure that he was the bloodthirsty devil that the Wuqi barbarians were so afraid of.

The Minmin elder glared and shouted angrily: "Abandon ship!"

He knew very well that in the absence of a strong man of the same level, it was impossible for the remaining Min warriors on the fighting ship to kill Zhang Yuan, the bloody butcher.

The only option is to let everyone abandon the ship and escape!

Before he finished speaking, the body of the gray-robed old man expanded rapidly like a balloon. His thick robe fluttered in the wind and an invisible aura emanated from his body.

His face turned red, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and blood oozed from his mouth, nose, and ears.

"kill!"

The Minmin elder suddenly swung the rattan stick in his hand and smashed it towards Zhang Yuan who was attacking him suddenly.

In an instant, the black and brown rattan stick as thick as an arm emitted a faint golden glow and whistled through the air with a sound like thunder!

Huh?

Zhang Yuan was a little surprised.

In his perception, the aura of the old man in front of him suddenly surged, and his power was comparable to that of a fifth-level strongman.

Moreover, the rattan stick held by the other party also gave Zhang Yuan a sense of threat!

With a flash of his eyes, Zhang Yuan activated the power of the black giant ant.

He never underestimated any opponent. The reason why he did not use the extraordinary ability of the Divine Nest host before was to deal with the powerful masters among the enemies.

With fifteen times the strength, Zhang Yuan swung his sword decisively.

The next moment, the Taowu sword collided with the black and brown rattan stick.

The outward blade energy suddenly collapsed and extinguished, and the blade and the staff produced the most direct and violent collision.

The dark brown rattan stick broke into two pieces in an instant.

Elder Minmin spurted blood and retreated!

At this moment, a ghostly figure appeared behind Zhang Yuan, and a sharp dagger pierced his back!

The assassin had hidden very well before and did not reveal any trace before making his move. The time he chose for the sneak attack was even better, hitting the critical point of the confrontation between Zhang Yuan and Elder Linmin.

The most important thing is that this attack was as fast and sharp as lightning, and the light from the tip of the dagger was extremely sharp!

However, Zhang Yuan seemed to have eyes behind his head and stopped at the critical moment.

Suddenly he turned around and swung his knife back.

The Taowu Knife was swung up from bottom to top, and the blade light condensed with strong murderous aura burst out, completely covering the arrogance of the dagger!

"ah!"

With a scream, a severed hand holding a dagger fell bloodily onto the deck.

An inch longer, an inch stronger.

Long sword versus dagger, Zhang Yuan wins!

In fact, the confrontation between the two sides was extremely dangerous, and he might get hit if he was not careful.

The results are simply unpredictable.

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