Pirates of the Navy

Chapter 60 Breakthrough ([-])
The ghostly aura is scarlet and fluctuates sharply.

Long Yi moved his feet, the cold light pierced in his hand, above the three-inch sharp edge, he had begun to show the charm of wearing a tiger.

"drink!"

Shouting fiercely in his mouth, the youth's sword moves forward indomitably.

Ye Dao Shenzong couldn't get rid of the tiger, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to fight.

There was a flash of light in the slender eyes, Yato Shenzong watched the timing, Ziwan in his hand blocked forward, and accurately held Long Yi's blade.

"when!"

There was a loud noise, and sparks flew everywhere.

A gap the size of a grain of millet appeared on Ziwan's knife.

Feeling the feeling coming from the tiger's mouth, the long-haired old man's eyes narrowed slightly.The strength of this sword was greater than he imagined.

"Good good."

On the high platform, the bald old man put his palms together and smiled with a look of relief on his face.It's rare for his old buddy to look deflated.

"Although it is very similar, it is still far away!"

Ye Dao Shen Zongshou refused to bow his head, he could only speak to Long Yi abruptly.

"Then look at my move again, Gui Yinzhu!"

The green light flashed in the white eyes, Long Yi grinned, and his aura suddenly changed.

The fluctuations in the body spread to the sword body, and for a while, gold and iron hummed.

Ye Shou shook lightly, and a sword wave was quietly conceived.

"Innocent!"

Yadao Shenzong snorted coldly, how could he fail to see the opponent's intention with his strength, and before the opponent made trouble, the strength in his hand suddenly increased.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, he strengthened Ziwan's blade with great force, and the cold edge closed Ye Shou, this long-haired old man actually wanted to use his strength to suppress people, preventing Long Yi's sword move from forming.

"Om."

The fluctuation of the sword body quietly dissipated and returned to calm.

The corner of Long Yi's mouth curled up, his face showing joy.

Everything was as he expected.

"This is! What is this?!"

Yato Shenzongshou had not had time to speak a few words to the other party, and suddenly his expression changed drastically.

What the old man didn't expect was that when he suppressed the opponent's chopping wave as he wished, a mysterious and mysterious force went all the way up Ziwan's blade, and finally fed back to his arm.

At first it was numb, and then it was like ten thousand needles.

The power of waves erupted from the inside out, destroying every inch of meridian guarded by Yato Shenzong.

The long-haired old man seemed to be struck by lightning, and this unexpected turn of events forced him to dodge with his sword and back again and again.

First, he took turns fighting against the black clothes, and now he retreated from the master with one sword?

Who else can stop that arrogant outsider!
The disciples of the Yato God shouted wildly in their hearts, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

They looked at the blood mist outside the clan elder's arms in disbelief, and they were all dumbfounded.

Yato Shenzong Shu, the patron saint of Yato Shen's family, was injured!

That monster-looking little ghost really hurt that powerful Yato Shenzongshu?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, those Yadao disciples would not believe it even if they were killed.

Or rather, they dare not believe it.

"drink."

The fluctuating power in the body couldn't be dispelled, Yato Shenzongshou let out a soft shout, and his domineering aura covered his right arm, finally suppressing the disordered breath.

When the old man raised his head again to look at the calm young man opposite him, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

"what is this?"

Ye Dao Shen Zongshou spoke in a deep voice, his face no longer had a look of arrogance, having suffered such a big secret loss at the hands of this junior, he was really ashamed this time.

"The power of fluctuation, a kind of "Qi" in the body."

Regarding the power of waves, Long Yi didn't explain too much.This power originally belonged to the power system of another world, and no one else could learn it except himself.

"gas?"

After hearing Long Yi's explanation, Yato Shen Zongshou was still confused, but after glancing at the shadow of ghosts and gods behind the young man, he smiled in relief.

How can a person who is born with ghosts and gods have fewer secrets.

That being the case, why should he bother.

"Hey, Zong Shou, I promise you to contribute three points."

At this moment, the bald old man suddenly spoke loudly.

Ye Dao Shenzong was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't act immediately. He turned his head, looked at the high platform suspiciously, and asked solemnly.

"Really? Are you not afraid?"

"It's okay, I'll give you a chance."

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Yatogami Yatogami looked indifferent.

After a pause, the bald old man seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and looked at the silent Long Yi.

"Are you afraid of it?"

Long Yi remained silent, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Yato Shenzongshou and the bald old man didn't urge them either, and waited quietly for the boy's response.

"Not afraid."

Finally, the boy clenched the long knife in his hand.

The words fell, and the killing intent was soaring.

Yadao Shenzong's eyes were slightly open, and the black clothes on his body were buzzing.

This is a deal on the bright side.With a sword opportunity, change Yato Shenzong's attitude of guarding his whole life.

With one strike of the sword, he is like a boy who will not die.

No matter how reluctant he is, Yadao Shenzongshou must take Long Yi as the leader and be loyal in the future.

With one sword strike, he is like a young man invincible.

Needless to say, the result is nothing more than death.

Gamble, bet your life!
"I didn't expect you to agree."

Yadao Shenzongshou opened his mouth softly, and looked at the white-clothed boy opposite, with a rare trace of admiration.If the identities were swapped, he would never accept this gamble.

"It's not a problem to be always looked down upon by others, let alone."

Long Yi smiled lightly.

"I don't think I'm going to die!"

The long-haired old man was silent, holding the purple pill that Long Yi personally threw to him with both hands.

"Tai San is right. I was wrong. If you don't die, I, Yato Shenzong, swear that I will serve you as master in the future."

The old man stepped forward, dressed like a tiger.

The young man was unwilling to back down, so he fought back with his sword.

Sword against sword.

Time froze, and the bald old man closed his eyes slightly.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal shattering came, Yato Shenzong watched the broken purple pill in his hand, couldn't help laughing wryly, and shook his head slightly.

"Are you ready?"

Isn't it a coincidence that the entire sword body was broken along the tiny gap of Ziwan, causing the sword's momentum to kill suddenly collapsed?
The long-haired old man sincerely hopes that all this is just a coincidence.

He would rather believe that if the young man on the other side had divine help, his life should not die.

And absolutely unwilling to believe that from the beginning to the end, he, an old guy who has lived a long life, is under the control of the other party.

"Cough cough cough cough. Hehe."

The pale-faced Long Yi held the wound on his chest, coughed dryly, and smiled miserably.

"you guess?"

Yadao Shenzong was at a loss for words, he couldn't speak anymore, he was stunned for a second, he dropped Ziwan's knife handle, and bowed slightly to Long Yi.

"Little Lord."

The surrounding disciples of the Yadao God looked at each other and remained silent.Following Yato Shenzongshou's movements, they had to bend down to salute.

"Little Lord."

The bald old man opened his eyes and looked at the scene below the stage, he was relieved.

Touching his heart, the old man could not help but whisper to himself.

"It's fine if you don't break it, it's fine if you don't break it."

　I write each chapter very slowly because I don't want to write a journal.

　　I put my heart into every sentence, hoping to show you a different story.

　　
　
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