Pfft--
Rashu quickly pulled his arm out, and fresh blood splattered in the air, drawing a dazzling arc.
He lowered his head and looked at Blood Sickle, who was slowly lying on the ground in a pool of blood. His expression was calm.
Killing a pirate who was filled with evil did not pose any psychological pressure or burden to him.
This was not his first time killing someone.
It wouldn't be the last time.
Although it was against the navy's military rules to use such cruel methods to wipe out the pirates, Rashu did not care.
Just based on the evil deeds that this guy had done, it was too easy for him to be imprisoned in the city according to the procedures.
As for complaints?
Not to mention the few, just the number of complaints sent to the headquarters in the past year about Rashu's indiscriminate killing of pirates was estimated to be more than one person's height.
And in the end?
Didn't they all end up with nothing?
Blood Sickle was right.
In this world, strength spoke.
Even the headquarters did not dare to rashly offend a rising star like Rashu.
Not to mention that he had the Chief Instructor of the Navy, the former Navy General Blackwrist Zefa, standing behind him.
Rashu was silent for a moment in the wind and snow. After the blood in his hand had completely dried up, he slowly shifted his gaze to the twenty pirate ships docked by the coast.
More than half of the 20 pirate ships had been destroyed by Rashu's magnetic field control rebound cannon fire, but the main ship was still intact.
Of course, this was the result of Rashu's deliberate control.
Rashu's feet gently tapped on the ground, and his figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.
In the next moment, his figure had already appeared on the deck of the Blood Sickle Pirate Group's main ship.
Navy Type 6 'Shave.'
The secret of the navy, physical techniques that surpassed the limits of the human body.
Under the " careful " guidance of his old man, Zefa, Rashu had almost perfectly mastered the techniques of the Six Forms of the Navy at the age of ten.
Needless to say, he had suffered a lot.
Hard work was no longer enough to describe the cruelty of the day and night training.
Rather than describing it as "training", it would be more appropriate to say that it was "risking his life".
On the deck.
A dazzling golden light gradually entered his sight.
The moment he stepped onto the deck, Rashu caught a whiff of a mesmerizing scent.
Wealth.
The mountain of wealth in front of him was something that ordinary people could not accumulate in countless lifetimes.
Rashu naturally wouldn't be so foolish and na?ve as to hand over such a huge amount of treasure to the headquarters.
Putting aside strength, wealth was also extremely useful in this world.
Furthermore, Rashu had other plans for the use of this wealth.
However…
However, his gaze did not fall on the golden treasure in front of him at all.
Rashu's footsteps didn't stop. He just walked straight ahead.
His calm and cold expression gradually changed, and his gaze subconsciously locked onto a box at the end of the deck.
It was as if there was something in the box that attracted him. His heart, which had always been calm, began to beat faster and faster, and his footsteps became faster and faster.
It was a rectangular wooden box that looked very ordinary.
However, Rashu was keenly aware of an indescribably sharp aura seeping out of the wooden box. It was as if even this ancient wooden box could not completely block the sharpness of the divine weapon inside.
He opened the wooden box.
It was a sword.
The sword was long and slender, about two meters long.
The sword had two edges, and the body of the sword was as bright as autumn water.
The cold white moon was like a slightly curved crescent, emitting a dazzling light under the weak sunlight.
" I've finally found you…Wind Splitting Water…"
Rashu reached out and grabbed the hilt of his sword.
He suddenly swung his sword.
The sword seemed to have disappeared.
Phew--
A strong wind blew.
A pale white sword Qi shot out at an extremely fast speed, flashing between the sky and the ground.
What was even more shocking was that as the sword qi flew, it actually left behind a stagnant sword shadow in the void where the sword qi passed!
These sword shadows stopped in mid-air and gradually became blurry as time passed.
At a certain moment.
The sound of the air and the ground being cut apart finally rang out.
The terrifying wind was like a raging dragon.
One sword, Wind Splitter!
The Sword Qi was like flowing water!
A thousand layers of snow rolled up!
It was as if the snow and ice on the ground were like shadows, rising diagonally into the air.
It was magnificent.
Boom!
There was a loud bang.
A shocking huge sword scar spread from Rashu's feet to the coast a hundred meters away.
However, it stopped abruptly.
The wind and snow were chaotic.
A black figure slowly emerged from the chaotic snowstorm.
He was standing at the end of Rashu's sword.
It gave off the feeling that he had forcefully cut off this sword!!
"I didn't expect that the adopted son of Zefa Blackwrist would have such amazing swordsmanship…It's really surprising.”
A slightly hoarse voice came from afar. One could vaguely hear the curiosity in his tone.
The figure of a black cross became clearer.
Rashu lowered his sword and chuckled."
" I also didn't expect that the Seventh Prince Wu Hai, the number one sword hero in the world, would actually appear here…"
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