On the high platform, Wu Qingqing looked down at this uninvited guest. Under the high platform, Ghost Cry raised his head.

Between the two, there is only a rudder between them, and this is the first time the two have officially met.

They looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths turned up at the same time, confirming that it was the person they were looking for.

Evil thoughts erupt!

With a muffled snort, Wu Qingqing took a step back, his eyes oozing blood.

The ghost cry disappeared in place, Wu Qingqing raised his hand, shook it hard, and in a blood mist, the ghost cry appeared next to Wu Qingqing, staggering under his feet.

The Black Cloud General beside Wu Qingqing reacted, pulled out the sharp knife at his waist, and rushed towards the ghost cry with a few of his subordinates.

Wu Qingqing closed her eyes and retreated again and again, at this distance, she was very dangerous.

The bell exploded, and General Heiyun and several of his men slammed into it, and Ghost Cry stepped forward with an arrow, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, and slashed downward.

How can it be so fast?

The Black Cloud General's eyes were occupied by a blazing white light, and a bloody arrow shot out from his forehead, and before he could make any movement, he was slashed with a knife.

The sharp knives stabbed in unison, and Ghost Cry threw out a flying knife, and then the long knife in his hand moved smartly, flying like an elf with the shaking of his wrist.

"Ding" twice, and two broken sharp knives fell to the ground. One clutched his throat, blood spurting from his fingers, and he fell to his knees with a hideous face.

The ghost cried non-stop, and in an instant, it passed through the encirclement of several people, and another red knife shot out.

Wu Qingqing raised his hand, his fingers caught the flying knife that was shooting, and his body paused slightly.

The next moment, the crimson sword shot straight at the ground. Along the way, a deep mark was made on the ground, and then a raging fire ignited.

She opened her eyes suddenly, blood and tears rolled down, flames surging in her eyes, and the crimson sword collapsed, and the flames along the way, including the red sword, were sucked into her eyes.

The next moment, two red rays shot out of her eyes. The ghost cried and slashed, the edge of the knife blocking two rays, and a flame rose in front of him.

The ghost cried through the flames, like a fierce cheetah, and rushed straight at Wu Qingqing. Wu Qingqing paused, stopped, and stroked his fingers to the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Bite!

The blades collided, and dazzling sparks burst out.

With a snort, the two knives were wrong, and the two figures stuck together.

Dingdingding......

The Devil Cry offensive was like a tide, slashing one after another, each knife was as fast as lightning, and the blade rubbed against the air, emitting dazzling firelight. However, Wu Qingqing was also fearless in attacking, her figure was so thin in front of Ghost Cry, and her knife skills were so clumsy, however, she did rely on prediction to fight with Ghost Cry.

"There's an assassin!" a scream was heard, and the surrounding crew members rushed with their swords drawn. Another crew member picked up a bow and arrow, but looked at the two people who were entangled, and never dared to shoot it.

Cold sweat fell, Wu Qingqing's burning eyes stared at the long knife in Ghost Cry's hand, and every time the knife came, her hair stood on end. The phoenix's instinct in her body told her that if she was stabbed, she would definitely die.

Die! Die!

Wu Qingqing's eyes were full of madness, and the intense sense of fear made her tremble, she had never been so close to death.

"Ahh

The scream shot out of Wu Qingqing's mouth, and the ghost cried violently, and the sharp knife in Wu Qingqing's hand broke in response.

Wu Qingqing staggered under her feet, and the blade almost grazed her scalp. Oni Cry also stumbled on his feet, blood dripping from his ears.

A strand of hair floated in the air, a flash of flames, and the hair turned to ashes.

In the brief flash of firelight, the two looked at each other again. Ghost Cry saw a smug smile and deep mockery in Wu Qingqing's eyes. His eyes were cold, Wu Qingqing's eyes were splashed with blood, and he closed his eyes in pain.

Ghost Cry staggered forward, his ears ringing, as if he had lost his ears.

Beads of blood slid down the black ram and dripped onto the deck, shattering the bones and dripping a drop of scarlet blood on the dark board.

A figure blocked Wu Qingqing in front of his death, and the next moment, he was torn in half by the long knife, and in the gushing blood, the ghost cried and saw Wu Qingqing who was getting farther and farther away.

Ghost Cry continued to chase forward, and three more people stood in front of him.

The sword light was intertwined, and in just a moment, the intertwined sword light shattered.

The two of them fell to their knees in unison, their wounds exploding open, and blood gushing out like a fountain of blood.

There was also a person who was pierced through his chest by the long knife in Ghost Cry's hand, and Ghost Cry walked forward with broken steps against him, his eyes through his neck, staring at Wu Qingqing's figure deadly.

Wu Qingqing's eyes were tightly closed, and blood continued to ooze from his closed eyes. She snatched the bow and arrow of one of the people next to her, and raised her hand to be an arrow.

Burst!

The person in front of him was pierced by the arrow, and the arrow did not stop there, and after penetrating one person, it continued to shoot at Ghost Cry, hitting Ghost Cry in the chest.

Obstruct!

The shaft of the arrow shattered, and there was an extra hole in the black bar, revealing the close-fitting iron armor inside.

The iron armor was dented, and the ghost cried and shuddered, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist.

"Drink!"

The blade turned, all the way up, tearing the man in front of him through the long knife.

The bell shook violently, Wu Qingqing sank, and she felt that she was firmly pressed by a mountain. When you look up, there seems to be an invisible giant sword above your head, which may fall at any time.

Several arrows came at and landed on Devil Cry. But they were not Wu Qingqing, the ghost cry just twisted his body slightly, and the arrows grazed his body, even if one or two hits occasionally, they were firmly blocked by the black big gun.

The sound of the bell spread invisible fear, and those who approached the ghost crying couldn't help but pause slightly, and their bodies were sluggish.

The ghost crying white horse passed through the crowd like a gap, and once again arrived in front of Wu Qingqing.

The knife was raised, and the bloodied ghost crying narrow eyes widened violently, and when the knife fell, it was when Wu Qingqing died in Huangquan.

However, the knife never fell.

Rumble!

The surging waves of qi exploded around Wu Qingqing, surging in all directions.

Wu Qingqing's surroundings, including all the people in Ghost Cry, were rushed out.

The deck was overwhelmed and creaked, and the planks above burst one after another, and sawdust was thrown into the sky.

The ghost cry who was being taken care of lost consciousness in an instant, and when he woke up, he was already in the air, uncontrollably smashed down.

Burst!

He spurted blood from his mouth, rolled twice on the ground, and then stood up. The black big fat on his body had been shattered, and most of it hung on his body, and a small half had turned into a black butterfly and chased away from the wind.

The tip of the knife fell to the ground, and Devil Cried loosened and tightened the handle of the knife with both hands. The bell swayed, and his chest rose and fell with the bell, and his breath was rapid.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the nostrils and eyes.

Every inch of skin doesn't hurt.

Now not only hearing is impaired, but also touch is impaired, smell and vision are also impaired.

The world in their eyes became hazy and distorted, their noses were already filled with blood, and in a trance, Ghost Cry saw Hell laughing and opened the door, countless ghosts flickered far and near, and they raised the sharp blades in their hands.

In such a situation, Ghost Cry's intuition was infinitely magnified, and he rushed to the side.

In the haze, he seemed to hear a crisp female voice: "Kill him!"

Then, one after another, there was a sharp pain in his body.

A sharp arrow pierced the body, but in an instant, the ghost cried and was hit by several arrows one after another. The role of the close-fitting iron armor is to protect the torso of Devil Cry.

Devil Cry lunges to the side, knocking out the two men who stand in his way, breaking through the railing and heading out into the ocean.

Wu Qingqing bent his bow and arrow, and with a slight glance, he released the string.

The arrow shot out at a rapid pace, hitting the Ghost Cry, who was still in mid-air. This time, the iron armor that had become cratered failed to stop it, and Devil Cry was pierced through the chest by an arrow.

In a string of crystal beads of blood, the ghost cried and fell into the sea and disappeared.

The crew rushed to the side of the ship, and the arrows continued to fall.

Wu Qingqing stopped them, sensed slightly, the corners of her mouth curled, this guy who almost killed her was dead. Her instincts were accurate, and since she felt that Ghost Cry was dead, then Ghost Cry was really dead.

Raising his hand to wipe away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, Wu Qingqing said with a smile: "What are you doing in a daze, work, Jiaolong ran away and killed you." ”

The crew stiffened, as if they had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly cleaned up the corpses, scrubbed the deck, and set sail again to chase the dragon.