I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

"Laki Lu, you shouldn't come to my territory to run wild. If it were elsewhere, I might not be able to do anything to you, but this is Silver Island, where I, Wilson Sith, live. As long as I am still in the New World, this place It won’t be your turn to act wild.”

With a trace of ferocity flashing in his eyes, Sith leaped out, and with a pull of shadow, he was only one meter away from Lackey Lu in an instant.

Holding the hilt of the knife, Sith's heart sank as deep as water. He could see every breath and every beat of Lucky Lu's heart. For a truly top swordsman, even if he didn't need to see, hear, and domineering, Their hearts also have eyes.

The long knife flew, and the clear light went from the lower left to the upper right, cutting through the air. It was as gorgeous as the water curtain after the rain and the sky cleared, and the beauty was breathtaking.

clang!

White light bloomed, and the blade of the sword collided with Laki Lu's fist.

The air exploded during the impact, and the air waves exploded, as if a boulder had been dropped on a calm lake, causing ripples and then rising into the sky like a water column.

The Sith quickly changed his moves, the long knife kept separating and then rejoining his fist, and the roar of metal filled his ears.

The muscles in his arms swelled. Sith suddenly exerted force, and the long knife in his hand pressed down. The boundless force was like a mountain. The pirate ship under Laki Lu instantly made an overwhelmed sound, and cracks spread like a spider web. go.

Lackey Lu's pupils shrank, his mind was roaring, and he had no time to sigh at the tyrannical strength of the Sith. The tense muscles immediately let out a whine like paper being torn.

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, Sith raised his foot and kicked again, leaving an extremely clear shoehorn mark on Lackey Lu's chest. The whole person flew out, as if he had been hit hard by a truck. hit.

A mouthful of hot blood squeezed out of his throat, and Lackey Lu's face instantly turned pale.

Lackey Lu was not a person who did not dare to risk his life. His face was pale, but the blood in his chest was not cold. He slapped his hands on the ground and stood up. His eyes were as fierce as wild wolves.

"You guy, do you really think I'm a soft persimmon you can crush to death?"

With a roar, his pupils were filled with vague red killing intent, and he jumped up. His bloated body burst into steam in an instant, wrapping around his body like red flames.

As the fat burned, Lackey Lu's body shriveled up visibly to the naked eye, and his huge belly revealed the angular waistcoat line. The fiery red fist wind was like a blue dragon coming out of the sea, hitting the Sith directly.

The waves parted and formed a huge tornado.

"Humph."

The corners of Sith's mouth were slightly raised, his face full of ridicule and contempt.

"A soft persimmon? Don't think too highly of yourself. To me, you are no different from a weed on the roadside. Could it be that you deliberately target a certain weed because it is too thick?"

"asshole!"

Lucky Lu cursed loudly, and the anger on his face became even more intense, as if he had been greatly insulted, and even his eyes were filled with blood.

Sith snorted coldly, with no fear on his face. He turned the blade in his hand and went straight to meet him.

The white light flashes and arrives in an instant, like a bright firework ignited in the silent night sky.

Suddenly, a trace of doubt flashed in Lackey Lu's eyes, followed by endless fear, and a chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

boom!

The sword light cut open the fist, the blue dragon shattered, only a click was heard, and the bones of Laki Lu's hand made a shattering sound under the huge force.

The pupils were dilated and blood oozed out. The whole person was like a broken ceramic doll that could break if touched.

They failed, it was a total defeat. They were not opponents on the same level at all. What they did was no different from committing suicide.

Memories appeared in his mind like a marquee, and he seemed to hear the voices of pilgrims.

"Laki Lu~"

Then the sound got closer and louder, and Lucky Lu reacted suddenly, holding on and turning his head.

"captain?"

Just as he was about to stand up, Sis stepped on his chest with a cigarette and candy in his mouth, looking at the person not far away.

The pirate ship broke through the waves, and Xiangsi took the lead. He jumped up from the deck, stepped on some wreckage on the sea, and rushed over at an extremely fast speed.

Sis sneered, and moved the long knife in his hand as he pleased, dragging a blade several meters high and slashing it out, leaving a huge mark on the sea.

Xian Kesi frowned slightly, his right hand also slipped on the knife, and with his backhand, he slashed at him with the same sword light.

boom!

The two powerful forces met and collided violently. The sea surged and boiled during the impact. Neither of them was easy to mess with.

"It's so fast, Xiangkesi. I thought you would be late after I killed everyone? I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Sith stepped on Lackey Lu, and the black mist in his left hand thickened and condensed into a slender black spear. The tip of the spear was pressed against Lackey Lu's throat, and he said coldly to Xiangsi.

Xiang Kesi's brows were knitted together, and his face was terrifyingly dark.

"Wilson Sith, let Lucky Lu go. I will take the people away immediately and never touch Silver Island again."

"open?"

Sith's eyes widened, he looked at Xiangsi, then at Lackey Road, and put more strength on his feet.

"You want me to let him go? Why? Do you want me to give you face?"

Xian Kesi's face turned even darker in an instant. It seemed that he was still worried about the war, but the guy in front of him didn't give him any face.

"This is good for both of us. You let Lucky Lu go, and I will take the people away. Otherwise, do you think your base in the new world can really be stable?"

A murderous intent flashed through Sith's pupils, and his voice was undoubtedly a bit colder.

"Do you threaten me?"

"I'm not threatening, I'm stating a fact. This is not Justice Island, nor is it Marinefando. This is the new world, and the new world should abide by the rules of the new world."

"Rules? Whose rules? Your rules? Or the pirates' rules?"

Xian Kesi also pressed his hand on the knife, and the sarcasm fell clearly on his ears. It was clear that this guy just didn't want to let him go.

The void generated electricity, and the unparalleled domineering force suppressed it. The gun was loaded. The moment the cadres of the red-haired pirate group stood behind Xiangsi, the flintlock gun in Ben Beckman's hand was aimed at the Sith's head. , as soon as the negotiation failed, he would shoot immediately.

Xian Kesi held the knife in his hand, and with his brothers standing behind him, he felt extra confident.

"Wilson Sith, I have advised you, if you let him go now, I can still pretend that nothing happened."

"Oh, otherwise? Are you still planning to lift up my little silver island?"

Sith glared and suddenly yelled, he was not threatened.