Pirate Field Marshal

The battle is still going on.

However, the battle between Bach and Tiger Chi seems to be coming to an end.

Holding the long sword tightly, Bach took a deep breath. The long sword was swung with his arm, and blood-red sword aura with the intention of killing and killing appeared.

It hit Hu Chi again.

With his fists clenched, Hu Chi squatted half-crouched, his eyes filled with a frightening aura.

At this moment, Hu Chi was like a wounded beast, his eyes were so cold that it was touching and suffocating.

Swinging out violently, Hu Chi's fists collided with the sword energy. The sword energy was scattered in all directions, and the energy overflowed and dissipated into the world again.

However, this time the Tiger Chi didn't feel comfortable either. There were several shocking scars on his fists, and traces of blood seeped out. From the flesh and blood, it seemed that the cold white bones could be seen.

"Aren't you dead yet?" Bach looked expressionless, looking at the tiger idiot who was kneeling on one knee on the deck of the warship to offset his strength. Then Bach's eyes became colder and colder, "Why are your eyes so annoying?"

"Okay, in that case, I don't know if you can take the next move."

Looking at Hu Chi, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Bach's face.

I saw Bach slowly raising his right hand, and a terrifying murderous aura suddenly appeared on his body.

The long sword also trembled crazily at this moment. The surface of the long sword seemed to be covered with a layer of bright red blood, exuding an unbearable rich smell of blood.

"The Thousand Blades of the Killing Sword"

Facing Hu Chi, Bach suddenly swung the sword.

In the void, the long sword in Bach's hand gradually turned into a phantom, and then thousands of sword energy slowly appeared, took shape, and finally attacked towards the location of Hu Chi.

With the appearance of a thousand sword energies, the energy within Bach's body also dissipated three levels.

Previously, a thousand killing swords were blocked by Luo Ning's three personal guards.

Now, Hu Chi is the only one. Bach does not believe that the third level of physical strength in his heyday is not enough to kill Hu Chi.

Today, he, the tiger idiot, will eventually perish here.

Looking at Hu Chi, the smile on Bach's face became more and more obvious.

Although Bach's strength was once again weakened after the third level of physical exertion, he was still at the peak level of the Four Emperors after all.

Even if there are only two levels of strength left, Tabach is enough to protect himself in this war, or continue to fight.

Thousands of blood-red killing sword energy came through the air. Hu Chi raised his head slightly, his fists were covered with a layer of mysterious energy. Facing the approaching thousand killing sword energy, he chose to go head-on.

Indeed, with Hu Chi's method, it is absolutely a fool's dream to avoid these thousands of killing swords, and it is also extremely difficult to take it.

However, now that there is no second choice in front of him, Hu Chi can only choose to fight head-on.

At the last moment when the Qiandao Killing Sword Qi approached, Hu Chi turned his head and took a look at Hu Xing, who was still a little dull and numb, with blood-red pupils. A bitter taste could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

"Perhaps, our three brothers will be separated forever today."

"Although eldest brother knows, second brother, you definitely did not betray the army, and you definitely did not betray the marshal."

"But, what's the use of this? This world is ultimately about strength. Without strength, nothing can be protected and nothing can be protected."

"Even following the footsteps of the marshal and watching the rise of the army is no longer possible."

Finally, a thousand killing sword energies broke through the void and came to Hu Chi.

He was carrying out crazy bombing against the tiger idiot. His sword energy was sharp and terrifying, and it had nearly a thousand swords.

With his fists crossed, a transparent, mysterious, yet slightly primitive power emerged from Yu Huchi's arms, frantically counteracting the damage and pain caused by the killing sword energy to Huchi.

Even so, there was still pain like a tide in Hu Chi's mind, continuously impacting Hu Chi's bottom line of defense.

"bang"

Finally, the warship deck could no longer withstand the terror of the killing sword energy.