Pirates of the Undead

Yu Zhixi was dead, the scorching hell was in shambles, and Ling Ye sat heavily on the ground.

Although the jailers and prison guards who were watching around him were only tens of meters away from him, they all bent down after seeing this scene, and scattered with panic on their faces.

Characters who can hack the former warden to death, how dare they provoke, or report to the superiors and wait for someone more capable to send them to death.

“Phew.”

Feeling that the onlookers were leaving, Ling Ye let out a long breath.

The battle just now was really thrilling, and even he was not sure that the last sacrifice of his life would be effective.

It seems that it is still very necessary to have a weapon with excellent performance.

If the two knives had not been easily broken just now, the battle would definitely not have been so thrilling.

But with such a risk, the gain this time is definitely worth it.

Looking at the demon knife in his hand, Ling Ye originally wanted to show a smile, but a strong impact enveloped him.

This knife wants to eat him back!

Just when Ling Ye’s consciousness relaxed, Demon Dao Village Yu actually emitted a large black demon qi, surrounding Ling Ye’s body, wanting to control even his mind.

“What a terrible weapon!” Ling Ye exclaimed, but the smile at the corner of his mouth became more obvious.

“There is character, I like it. But – can you deal with my will?! ”

Gripping the handle of the knife with both hands, Ling Ye concentrated all his energy and instilled his superhuman will into the knife.

The evil qi inside the Demon Dao Village Rain is so strong that it has become a spiritual existence, just like a weapon with an autonomous consciousness, and has an instinctive resistance to those who want to master it.

According to legend, in the past, many people who wanted to master this knife worked hard to get the village rain, but they were controlled by it and became a killing machine in human form.

Yu no Hiru’s unusual murderous personality may also have been formed day by day by the influence of this knife.

However, Ling Ye has a superhuman will that has been honed for hundreds of years, and even the demons residing in the demon fruit can be tamed, how can the demon knife help him!

Under the ruthless crushing of Ling Ye’s high-intensity will, the aura inside the demon knife quickly defeated and obediently retracted into the knife.

In this way, this knife was completely submissive to Ling Ye and completely became his possession.

Although Murayu recognized him as the master, it would take some effort to fully master the demon power inside this knife and reach the realm of one-hit killing like Hiryu.

But even so, Ling Ye is already very

“The Twelve Crafts of the Supreme Speed… Finally got a handful ah, ha. Feeling the weight and texture of the famous knife in his hand, he smiled with joy.

Belonging to the world’s top weapons, as the pinnacle of swords, Murayu can clearly reflect the difference from other knives in appearance and texture.

The rough but smooth slender blade, the hard texture with carved and decorated handles, and the chaotic blade with a slightly cyan cold light all bring a solemn and cold atmosphere to this demon knife.

Coupled with the strange black fog that appeared when the demon power overflowed, Ling Ye felt that this village rain and his subhuman identity were simply very matched, and even the color tone was very coordinated.

“In this way, you can collect the first world-class weapon.” However, as a two-sword swordsman, it is obviously not enough. “。 While stroking Murayu’s knife body and walking towards the depths of the prison, Ling Ye’s thoughts had drifted far away.

“Which one should be targeted at the next 12 jobs?” Well, is it Hawkeye’s big black knife ‘night’, or is it the generation of ghosts who are also demon knives…”

“It’s a bit hard to decide.”

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Fluttering back to Monet, Ling Ye remembered the most important purpose of his trip.

There was no longer any obstacle in front of the secret prison, and the jailers who were guarding the door were all solved by Monet. All they need to do is break through the gate to reach their final goal and complete Lingye’s final mission.

Rescue granulated sugar.

With two gentle waves of the newly obtained village rain, the entrance to the secret prison was quickly cut into four pieces, and Ling Ye and Monet walked in with a big grin.

Seeing their arrival, the people in the prison shrank by the wall as if they were frightened, afraid that they would be harmed by some lawbreaker.

Ling Ye noticed that the rooms inside had very strict protective measures, basically isolated from the outside world, and every few meters he walked had to violently cut open a door before he could continue to move forward.

Walking along the prison room, Ling Ye did not find the figure of sugar for a long time.

Just as he began to feel worried, Monet pointed to a corner and pointed out for him a little green-haired girl who was holding her head and shivering in the corner.

“No, don’t come over… I didn’t do anything bad. Why are you doing this to me…”

Feeling someone approaching, Sugar thought that some terrible figure wanted to hurt him, and was so scared that he didn’t even dare to raise his head.

However, just as she closed her eyes and shivered, there was a crackling sound in her ears, and the weight on her wrist was released.

It was the Hailou stone handcuffs that were opened.

“It’s all right already, granulated sugar. It’s okay. Seeing that Sugar was afraid to be like that, Ling Ye felt a little funny on the one hand, and very distressed on the other hand.

Even he couldn’t imagine how many terrible things Sugar had experienced since he was locked up in this place.

So while comforting the sugar, he also put his hand on the little girl’s green hair and stroked it gently as usual.

“Ling Ye!”

Feeling the touch and familiar sound overhead, Sugar jerked his head up, his aqua blue eyes shining with incredible light.

“It’s Lingye! You’re finally here! ”

“I knew, finally, finally… Whew, whew…”

Getting up and swooping, the sugar hung on Ling Ye’s neck, and he couldn’t suppress crying.

Monet stood back, quietly watching the two, with an unprecedented smile of relief on his face. _

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