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Cry~

A falcon flew out from the cabin of the fighting ship and suddenly soared into the sky.

A red-painted bamboo tube is tied to its paw, indicating that the message it wants to convey is extremely urgent.

However, just as the falcon took off into the air, a red-eyed crow suddenly fell from the sky.

Launched a swift and fierce dive attack.

A claw flashing with cold light instantly grasped the falcon's neck with incredible precision.

Snap!

Before the falcon could even resist, its neck was broken.

The next moment, the red-eyed crow grabbed its prey and flew high.

Its pair of ruby ​​eyes were filled with pride.

Although the level 5 red-eyed crow is not as big as a large bird of prey, its combat capability is simply incomparable to that of a falcon used for communication.

Not to mention one falcon, even if there were eight or ten of them, they would still be no match for the red-eyed crows!

And on the Minmin fighting ship below the Red-eyed Crow, Zhang Yuan had just chopped off the assassin's head with his sword.

This was a petite and beautiful young woman. When her head flew high, there was pain and despair in her big eyes.

Zhang Yuan glanced past him and turned around to continue chasing Elder Min.

At this moment, the gray-robed old man staggered back to the stern of the battleship and leaned his back against the guardrail.

He has nowhere to retreat!

“Ah~”

Several Min warriors roared like wild beasts with red eyes, and rushed towards Zhang Yuan without caring about their own lives.

Trying to buy a chance of survival for their elders.

But how could these warriors, who were only at the third level of strength, withstand the sharpness of the Taowu Sword?

In the blink of an eye, the body turned into bloody pieces and fell onto the deck.

Apart from adding a bit of blood to the battlefield on the ship, it did not play any role.

"Huhatu!"

Elder Minmin, who witnessed this scene, had his eyes wide open. He stared at Zhang Yuan who was striding towards him, and suddenly raised the half-broken rattan stick in his hand, squeezing out a short spell from between his teeth.

The voice was filled with resentment so strong that it was almost tangible!

Zhang Yuan was about to swing his sword to kill him, when suddenly all the hairs on his body stood up and he felt a huge threat.

Without thinking, he flew backwards at a speed as fast as an arrow from a bow.

Bang!

Elder Minmin's body suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of dark red blood mist that shot in all directions.

Zhang Yuan's eyes focused, and he immediately stepped heavily on his right foot, suddenly using the force to leap high.

The moment he sensed the danger, he endowed himself with the extraordinary power of the golden grasshopper.

Directly increase agility by sixteen times.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Countless dark red blood drops flew past Zhang Yuan's bottom.

Many of the Minmin warriors who were still on the deck were unable to dodge and were hit by the blood drops produced by the elder's self-explosion. Blood holes instantly appeared on their faces and bodies.

So deep that you can see the bone!

Sharp screams and wails suddenly rang out, one after another, with different pitches, like a soul-cursing song from hell on earth.

However, the hit Min warriors did not fall down dead. Instead, they twisted and struggled, howling in pain. Their bodies swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye and their tendons squirmed beneath their skin.

It doesn't look like a human!

When Zhang Yuan landed back on the deck, these Minmin warriors, with madness in their eyes, rushed towards him frantically.

They are like zombies infected with the virus.

While losing his mind, he became extremely powerful and fearless!

But Zhang Yuan stood undaunted. He stood on the deck, wielding the Taowu sword, sweeping horizontally, slashing vertically, slashing diagonally and slashing heavily, shaking off layers of bloody and evil air waves, and killing the attacking Minmin warriors one by one.

Heads flew up and limbs danced wildly, smeared with thick, indelible blood.

After a while, calm returned to the Minmin Fighting Ship.

Zhang Yuan raised his head and saw drops of blood falling from the sky.

But before the blood could land on his body, it was blown away by an invisible force of energy.

The bloody and murderous aura that permeated the deck of the fighting ship was greedily devoured by the Taowu knife in his hand.

Like a glutton, never satisfied!

These evil spirits, condensed from the blood and lives of hundreds of Minmin warriors, were transformed into spirituality within the blade.

Make up for the origin of this mysterious weapon!

The clanging sound of the Taowu sword conveyed infinite joy and happiness to Zhang Yuan.

And a stronger desire to kill.

It's not satisfied yet!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Accompanied by the sound of messy footsteps, dozens of Minmin warriors rushed from the lower cabin to the upper deck.

The blood flowing all over the ground, the corpses lying all over the place, the heads rolling everywhere, this Shura hell scene made these brave people dumbfounded.

Then they saw Zhang Yuan holding the Taowu knife.

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, and the barbarian tattoo on his face stood out, with its fangs bared, claws, and twisted shapes!

"devil!"

The faces of the Minmin warriors were pale, some had trembling legs and could hardly hold the weapons in their hands, some retreated involuntarily, with fear in their eyes.

Although they were elite and brave, facing the murderous Zhang Yuan was like a vicious dog facing a tiger. Their fighting spirit and courage were suppressed to death. The fact that they did not piss themselves on the spot was already a sign of strong will.

“Don’t be afraid!”

A Min warrior growled, "There are so many of us, he may not be able to kill us all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuan swung his knife and killed him.

On the deck of the fighting ship, a bloody storm broke out again, and the previous scene was repeated.

However, having lost their core combat force, the remaining people are almost no different from lambs to be slaughtered.

Zhang Yuan killed his way from the upper deck all the way to the lower cabin, clearing out all the enemies hiding in the corners.

Don’t leave any one behind!

What a pity.

Standing on the bottom floor of the fighting ship, Zhang Yuan looked around and felt secretly regretful.

He killed so happily that he didn't leave a complete body.

The value of salvation has been greatly reduced, and it is estimated that it may not even be one-fifth of the normal value - the damage is too severe.

In fact, Zhang Yuan’s current demand for source material is far less than before.

Because up to now, the source essence he has gained through battle after battle has exceeded 15,000 points.

I haven't considered which host to invest in yet, so it can be said that the reserves are unprecedentedly abundant.

But it was this ruthless killing that created the bloody and evil energy that fed the Taowu Sword.

Although the Taowu Knife seems greedy, in fact, its demand for bloody evil energy has an upper limit, and now it has finally reached the limit.

The inherent spirituality of this mysterious weapon has fallen into silence.

No longer active.

However, Zhang Yuan could feel that it was on the verge of breaking out of its cocoon and transforming into a butterfly, and the short period of slumber was only for a better sublimation.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes and suddenly swung his knife at the wooden board at the bottom of the boat.

Snap!

The blade flashed, and a long crack suddenly appeared on the bottom of the boat, and clear river water gushed out.

Zhang Yuan calmly put away the Taowu knife.

He returned to the upper deck along the same route, praying for the souls of those who had died at his hands.

Until the battleship slowly sank to the bottom of the water.

Zhang Yuancai sailed away.