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The fishing boat docked, but no one got off the boat.

Borrowing the hazy light from the hazy moon, Yan Xiaokai and Xia Bing found that although no one got off the boat, a person suddenly appeared on the bow.

This person was wearing a black full-body cloak, the brim of the hat was pulled low, almost covering his entire face, and a black face scarf was wrapped around it. He couldn't tell his age, gender, or even fat or thin. It's hard to tell.

Dressed up in such a weird way, standing on the bow of the boat, it seemed like a night ghost.

Yan Xiaokai had enough eyesight, but still couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, so he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Damn, it's so tightly wrapped, and the lazy and mysterious look is too pretentious!"

Xia Bing, who was lying beside him, said lightly, "You don't need to pretend!"

"Eh?" Yan Xiaokai was stunned, and asked hesitantly, "You mean, this is a woman?"

Xia Bing said: "Not bad!"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Are you sure?"

Xia Bing said: "Why don't you come and make a bet?"

Yan Xiaokai said: "What are you betting on?"

Xia Bing said indifferently: "Take off your pants, spank your butt!"

Yan Xiaokai narrowed his pupils, raised his eyes to look at her ears, and found that there was a small pocket monitoring intercom pinned to the rolled-up hair, "That... what I said to Yanzhu just now, you all heard it?"

Xia Bing said: "Not only me, but all members of the action team heard it!"

Yan Xiaokai was sweating profusely, his face turned green, as if his pants had been taken off and his buttocks had been spanked.

Xia Bing added: "They can still hear what we say now!"

Yan Xiaokai: "..."

After Xia Bing turned off the switch on the thing on the ear, Yan Xiaokai asked: "How on earth are you sure this is a woman?"

Xia Bing said: "Because I have seen it before."

Yan Xiaokai is not an idiot, but sometimes he is lazy and doesn't want to use his brain. Hearing her say this, he immediately reacted, "You mean, when you were tracking that batch of rare earth, the person who ambushed you halfway, This is the dress!"

Xia Bing said: "Not bad!"

Yan Xiaokai looked at the night man in the cloak on the bow, for some reason, he felt a bad feeling in his heart, and said weakly: "Sister Xia Bing, can we change it? I will deal with the little Yangma, and you will deal with it." People on board."

Xia Bing snorted coldly: "I would agree with what you said at the beginning, but now, do you think I will agree?"

Yan Xiaokai said: "I..."

Xia Bing said: "Don't you think their sword array is nothing special, do you intend to compete with them? Now that the opportunity has come, why are you retreating?"

Yan Xiaokai said: "Of course the sword formation of four people is nothing special, but if you look at the boat, there are obviously more than four of them!"

Xia Bing said: "Wouldn't it be more to your liking to have more women?"

Yan Xiaokai: "Huh?"

Xia Bing said: "You like group p!"

Yan Xiaokai: "..."

Yes, at this time, Yan Xiao couldn't drive anymore, because the woman in the cloak on the bow had already thrown two large travel bags on the beach where Nixi was, and then the fishing boat roared again. It was obvious that he was going to leave the shore, and Xia Bing had already grabbed his back lying on the embankment and threw him down fiercely.

"Mb, you bitch actually murdered your husband..." When Yan Xiaokai yelled and cursed like this, he was already in the air, facing the sea with a gorgeous arc, and the chrysanthemum bloomed immediately.

In order not to fall into the sea and die, at a critical moment, Yan Xiaokai quickly twisted his waist, turned around, turned over several times in the air, and finally landed on the deck of the fishing boat that was about to leave the shore.

As soon as his footsteps stabilized, the sound of sleeves flapping could be heard beside him. When he looked up, cold sweat broke out immediately.

Eight black-clothed men in cloaks and hoods surrounded him.

"Then what..." Yan Xiaokai looked at the eight people, and explained with some difficulty: "I was just passing by. I was accidentally pushed off from the top and landed on your boat. Do you believe it?"

"Choke!" He was answered by a tidy sound, and the eight men in black cloaks showed their long swords one after another, with cold light shining and murderous aura at their fingertips!

Yan Xiaokai sighed, "It seems that you don't believe it anymore! In fact, I don't believe it if I change it. Well, I heard that you are very good, so let's have a deeper discussion..."

With a sound of "Huh!", the silver light flashed for a while, and a long sword was stabbed at the chest. I don't know if these people are all dumb, or they just don't bother to talk nonsense with Yan Xiao. launched an attack.

Because Xia Bing had already learned about the depth of these cloaked women in black from Xia Bing, even though his skill had recovered by [-]%, Yan Xiaokai did not take it lightly. Just to distract them.

Now that this trick is not working, he can only let it go.

Although this sword was fierce, fast and sharp, it was nothing to Yan Xiaokai who was already standing on the edge of a top expert, his shoulders shook slightly, and he dodged the move sideways.

Facts have proved that Yan Xiaokai's caution is correct, because this sword is not only a false move, but also a signal to launch the sword array.

The sword didn't stop, seven swords from around attacked at the same time, intertwined into a sword, thunderous, powerful, obviously these eight people were going to cut Yan Xiaokai to death in the sword formation with one move.

Since his rebirth, Yan Xiaokai has encountered countless battles, big and small, from a rookie to a master, and the worst abuse was the battle with Shimizu Chiori on Bolan Street, but this time, history seems to repeat itself again.

With just one move, Yan Xiaokai felt a lot of pressure and couldn't breathe. Seeing the seven swords attacking, covering all the vital points of his body, blocking any escape route for him!

There is no war, no retreat!

At a critical juncture, Yan Xiaokai stepped forward slightly. With the momentum of the step, he bent his knees and leaned back, so that he fell short on his back.

"Choke!" The sword points were put together on the tip of his nose, and there was a sound of metal clashing, which was extremely clear and pleasant, but it was the sound of death calling.

One blow missed, the eight people did not retreat, the sword edge slashed wildly, like dividing a cake, trying to divide Yan Xiaokai into seven or eight pieces.

Before Yan Xiaokai's body could straighten up, the danger approached, and before he could think, he turned over on his side, rolling a few lazy donkeys on the deck one after another, narrowly avoiding another massacre trick.

Even though it was only two or three moves, Yan Xiaokai, who was already a borderline master, was already in danger. This shows how sharp and terrifying the sword formation formed by these eight people is.

Seeing that Yan Xiaokai was able to avoid the eight sword attacks one after another, everyone in black froze for a moment, as if they couldn't believe that someone could escape from their swords.

It was also this slight stagnation that gave Yan Xiaokai a chance to catch his breath. He jumped up from the ground and made a fake Tai Chi gesture. In fact, his back was already drenched in cold sweat. At this moment, he finally understood why Xia Bing had a frightened face when he talked about the sword array of the men in black. It turned out that it was really not ordinary.

The sword moves are tricky and weird, the coordination is perfect, its momentum is like a rainbow, and it swallows up mountains and rivers. In this kind of sword formation, not to mention masters, even masters may not be spared.

The eight men in black cloaks only paused for a moment, and after a pause of less than half a second, the silver light reappeared and made a comeback again.

This round, Yan Xiaokai dared to pretend that he was going to be beaten by others, so he gave a breath of energy and unreservedly performed the Nine Steps of Lost Trace!

The long swords fluttered, and the cold light shone, and the eight long swords were intertwined again into a murderous big one, and the covering covering the sky and the earth was opened to Yan Xiao, like a gust of wind and waves, trying to blow him up and tear him apart.

Mizong Nine Steps is undoubtedly a miraculous and powerful footwork. It is suitable for both offense and defense.

In the shadow of swords, lights and swords, Yan Xiaokai's figure slid back and forth like a small loach, several times he saw that he was about to be chopped into several pieces, but in the end he turned the danger into safety.

Despite having such magical body protection skills, Yan Xiaokai couldn't relax at all in the ruthless sword formation. Even though his skills had recovered to such a degree, he had to spare no effort to use his inner energy to perform the nine steps of the lost track, Because if he relaxes or is careless, these pervasive long swords may make his head move.

So sharp!

so horrible!

Forced to be clumsy in the sword formation, Yan Xiaokai, who was so embarrassed that he couldn't even catch his breath, couldn't help cursing secretly: Mb, did you all come from time travel?

Although Yan Xiaokai's disadvantage is so obvious, it is still difficult for eight people to take him down in a short while!

The bitter battle between one man and eight women went on endlessly like this.

Yan Daguan finally really felt the taste of group p—it's miserable!

On the shore, the battle has already started, but it is more tragic than that on the ship.

Although Xia Bing was as fearful of a sword array that wasn't scary at all, and didn't even have the courage to try again after one attempt, he had no pressure against a small foreign horse.

I saw her waving a whirring long whip, whipping that Nixi non-stop.

After a few whips, Nixi, whose skin was torn apart, couldn't hold back and fell down, rolling over and over on the beach, uttering cries that were more tragic than a broken virginity.

Xia Bing seemed to have abusive tendencies, and her long whip was merciless. The more Nixi screamed, the darker her whip was.

The moonlight wine quietly showing on Xia Bing's face was still as cold as frost, but there was excitement in those eyes.

This woman is very perverted!

She was having a good time under the shore, but Yan Xiaokai on the boat was living as dead as he was beaten by eight swords, he had no power to resist and could only dodge non-stop.

With a sound of "Hiss!", Yan Xiaokai's sleeve was cut open, a not deep and not shallow cut appeared on his arm, and blood instantly stained half of his sleeve red.

The burning pain made him angry suddenly, and the violent air surged up in an instant. After avoiding the sword that was slashed in front of his forehead, he shouted: "Grass, don't you think I am critically ill if I don't send cats? Look, hidden weapon!" "

After yelling, he threw it away with one hand...