The fifth floor of the shipbuilding.

When Shi Xiaole arrived, the twenty-eight Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperors actually died.

There are ten people left, six of them are Earth Realm Martial Emperors, four are Human Realm Martial Emperors, and the three Human Realm Martial Emperors except Zhan Liye are also in the land of the mountains and rivers, and they are about to die surrounded by ferrymen.

"Stone Sword Emperor, help!"

"Please ask Emperor Shi Jian to make a move!"

When the three of them saw Shi Xiaole, they were like seeing a savior, and they shouted desperately.

There are only ten ferrying warriors on the fifth layer, but they can't stand up to the strength that is too strong, each of them has top-notch realm strength, if Shi Xiaole comes late for a while, I'm afraid that even Zhan Renxiong and the others won't be able to hold out for too long.

Without looking at it, Shi Xiaole tapped his sword finger.

Pound!

With a sound in unison, ten top-level realm level ferrying warriors flew upside down at the same time, and they didn't get up for a long time, this shocking swordsmanship simply scared everyone.

An old man dressed in black with a crow embroidered on the front swallowed. He is the leader of the Jackdaw Society, the ancestor of the Jackdaw.

After living for so many years, it was the first time that the Jackdaw Ancestor had seen someone like Shi Xiaole. This made him look forward to the rivers and lakes in the outside world even more, I don't know if there are many young people at the same level as Shi Xiaole, and how strong are those real masters.

In a trance, ten ferrymen rushed again, but they couldn't stop Shi Xiaole's casual fingers, and they were knocked away like garbage.

The queen of red stamen is a mature woman with red eyeshadow and a variety of charms, she looks at the corpse of her companion on the ground and sighs at the miracle of fate.

The ferryman who made everyone desperate was so vulnerable in the hands of another person that if the people on the ground held on for a moment longer, they might not have died.

Inexplicably, the red stamen quietly leaned towards Shi Xiaole. Women worship the strong, especially on this boat, only Shi Xiaole can bring her a sense of security.

"Senior Brother Shi, what about those ferrymen in the rear?"

Zhan Liye suddenly asked. For so long, there is no reason why those ferrymen don't rush up.

Only then did everyone think of this, and they all looked at Shi Xiaole curiously.

Shi Xiaole said casually: "It's dead." ”

"Huh?"

"The ferryman is dead?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The red lady covered her lips with her hands exaggeratedly, making a little daughter feeling, and said in surprise: "Shi Gongzi, could it be that they were all killed by you, why are you so powerful!"

This is not all pretended, before this, everyone has seen the difficulty of ferrying samurai, and there is no way to do it, and after the red stamen, he can't think of what method Shi Xiaole used to kill them.

The Jackdaw Ancestor laughed: "The old man thought that this ship-grabbing operation would be a death and a life, and it would be difficult to have a chance to succeed, but it seems that he was too worried." With Shi Shaoxia here, what else can stump me and wait. ”

Everyone looked at the Jackdaw Ancestor strangely. As the boss of the Jackdaw Society, this old man has a good personality, and when the old man ruled the colorless realm, he never patted the other party's ass, but now he slaps the ass in front of Shi Xiaole, and the old face is gone.

However, when they thought of Shi Xiaole's strength, everyone felt relieved. Now everyone's lives are in each other's hands. To put it mildly, if Shi Xiaole wants to kill them, I'm afraid no one will be able to escape.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Everyone was about to ascend to the sixth floor, when a leisurely footstep sounded from the wooden steps in front of them, and they saw an old man in a moon-white robe coming down the ladder and coming down from the sixth floor.

"Hey, it's funny that there are so many people who haven't died. ”

The old man's gaze wandered around, and he stayed on Shi Xiaole for a particularly long time, and the corners of his mouth slowly showed an intriguing smile.

Everyone hated his previous Yin behavior, but seeing that he had a fearless appearance, and that he had come down from the sixth layer, they couldn't help but have an amazing idea.

The Jackdaw Ancestor asked, "Old man, where is the ferryman upstairs?"

The old man smiled and said, "Idiot, since I can come down safely, don't you think this question is superfluous?"

"You, you've got control of the ferryship?"

Zhan Renxiong's face changed greatly. Because he found that the ten ferrymen on the fifth floor, after the old man appeared, all looked at each other fixedly, like servants seeing their masters.

The old man laughed and said nothing.

A Realm Martial Emperor hurriedly said: "Heavenly Alliance Lord, congratulations, everyone is a member of the Colorless Realm, and it is really thanks to you that we were able to successfully capture the ship this time." ”

"Yes, the Lord of the Heavenly Alliance is the Lord of the Heavenly Alliance, and as soon as he makes a move, he is extraordinary. ”

"Along the way, I have to ask the Lord of the Heavenly Alliance to take care of me. ”

Many people began to praise the old man, but their eyes fell on the ferryman who came down from the sixth floor, there were eight people in total, and the aura of each one was not inferior to the old man!

What kind of concept is this, it is equal to the old master's side, there are nine top Heaven Realm Martial Emperors, such a lineup, all of them together can't stop it.

Even Shi Xiaole can't do it, he can defeat an old man, maybe he can barely resist two, but what about three, four, five......

The veteran who has mastered the samurai ferry, as if he is already the master of the ferry boat, no one dares to offend him, otherwise with the temper of the other party, there is only a dead end.

The old man looked up and laughed, laughing uncontrollably, the disdain, disdain and smugness in the laughter sounded extremely harsh, but those who were flattering did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

The old man in the past, although he ruled the colorless world, is not true to his words, at least he can't beat you, and he can still escape. But now, no one had the guts to offend him.

Can you escape the ferry?

"You're smart, but some people don't seem to be very smart. ”

The old man's eyes are playful.

With his skills, he almost sank in the sixth layer, but fortunately, in the battle of seizing the ship more than three hundred years ago, Du Seling had already fallen not far from the mouth of the wooden steps in the fierce battle. This time he went up and quickly seized it, and only then did he get it smoothly and take control of the ferry samurai.

It can only be said that even God is helping him, so what reason does he have to be unhappy? What talent, understanding, and chance are the most important.

"Boy, the old man has always cherished his talents, handed over the famous sword, and cut off his hands by the way, maybe the old man can spare you. ”

The old man stared straight at Shi Xiaole, like a hunter staring at the prey that was about to arrive.

Standing not far from Shi Xiaole, the heart of the red stamen was beating wildly, sad for Shi Xiaole, she knew that once the old man gained power, the first unlucky person must be this young man.

I just don't know what choice the other side will make, whether to fight to the death, or bow down and give in? But to be honest, the result of giving in will not be too good.

The people who were ready to flatter Shi Xiaole before avoided them one by one at this time, lest they be implicated. In their eyes, Shi Xiaole was at the end of his rope and worthless.

Only the Zhan father and son hesitated, and finally became firm, ignoring the different colors of others, they all walked to Shi Xiaole's side. Hongrui Xianghou wanted to move her feet, but when she saw Shi Xiaole's calm expression, for some reason, she suddenly couldn't move.

"Sect Master Zhan, Senior Brother Zhan, you don't need to be like this. ”

Shi Xiaole said.

Zhan Renxiong looked at him and said word by word: "Since you call me the sect master, I, Zhan Renxiong, will not sit back and watch you being bullied, Xiaole, you are a disciple of my Ten Swords Sect." ”

Zhan Liye didn't speak, but his actions already represented everything.

"Good. ”

Looking at the expressions of the Zhan father and son, Shi Xiaole couldn't help laughing, and then turned his head to look at the old man, his eyes were like swords: "Old thing, you cut yourself, otherwise I will make your death ugly." ”