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One hundred and twenty-two curses (two chapters in one)(2/2)

The purple crystal sword is as beautiful as a work of art, but the sharp sword energy is extremely fatal.

Facing the "weak" feather man, Yao Xian had no interest in fighting at all. He walked into the crowd like a walk, and then slowly walked out.

But where he passed by, the strange heads separated.

The natural advantage of the feather man is not worth mentioning in front of the sword of Zhu Xie, which blows hair and cuts hair. The so-called martial arts trained by fighting on the ship and robbing merchant ships is even more of a joke in front of the demon sword immortal.

In Yao Xian's eyes, the attack was ridiculously slow and the flaws were even more unmeasurable.

He just chose a few places at will and waved a few swords, but his opponent seemed to have taken the initiative to die, sending his big head to the sword.

"Hey, even the value of exercise skills is useless, so it's better to end it soon."

So, Yao Xian took each step and every time he swung his sword, he brought several heads. Most of the heads died with his eyes open. They were still wondering how they died.

In the eyes of the Demon Sword Immortal, it is not a sword art, it is just a simple sword swing.

But the poor sailors couldn't even see Yao Xian's sword swinging clearly. The only thing they could do was to escape frantically and delay the arrival of death.

"Although it's very pitiful, your subordinates have a lot of lives, so it's time to be content. You'll have to pay it back a day after you've come out. It's better to be a sacrifice for the ceremony."

Yao Xian did not intend to let them go at all. Instead, he cut off his head full of fear as the ceremony required them, following the fearful requirements.

In Anne's eyes, it was a fabulous scene. The white-clothed death fell into the mortal world. Wherever he passed, all life would lose the right to breathe.

In a few seconds, only the old Locke and the old lame legs were left on the deck. They, as betrayers and cursed objects, will become important sacrifices for the next ritual.

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