The water thieves were not prepared at all. They did not believe that there were such long-range bows and arrows in this world.

But after hesitating for a while, ten arrows were about to fly in front of him and stabbed them hard.

The deck several inches thick was like a paper-paste. With a trumpet, the arrows were half swept into it.

Some masts were shot, and with a click, they cracked a few fingers long and wide cracks. Under the heavy pressure of the sails, the mast was shaking and collapsed with a bang.

The worst thing is the person who was shot. The self-defense protective gear is like air. The person who was shot was driven backward by the force of arrows, fell backwards off the boat, and dyed the river red in the blink of an eye.

The water thieves were shocked by this powerful and terrifying arrow.

The original arrogant and domineering shout came to an abrupt end.

The strange quietness didn't even scream, because the person who was shot in the arrow died in an instant.

On the six-masted ship, the soldiers who had just finished shooting for the first round were also supported on the side of the ship to rest. This bow was really exhausting, and even after several improvements, it was impossible to shoot continuously. Moreover, at most five shots, the soldiers would be exhausted and they could no longer pull the bowstring.

Therefore, time became more and more precious, and the blood wolf urged the boatman to row the boat quickly.

The wooden oars slapped the water surface, alarming the dazed thief.

Bloody cannot make them give up greed. The fat-headed fish, the water thief, waved two short swords and shouted: "Chasing, hurry up and chase them all, kill them."

After a few roars, he immediately hid in the cabin, wiped his cold sweat when no one saw it, and cursed: "Damn it, what arrows are you?"

Just now, an arrow was flying over his scalp. The terrible penetration was full of cold sweat now.

After a moment of stammering, he crawled out again and shouted: "Run, rush, you're so fucking excited. Who stole their ship and let him be the second in command?"

After shouting, he immediately retracted his head, and then the terrifying roar of arrows came from outside.

After a riot, the masts of two ships were knocked off and they lost the momentum to move.

The water thief who was provoked to catch up with him was chasing him. Although the arrows were strong, their power was limited in the end and they could not pose a real threat to the large number of water thiefs.

After five rounds of arrows were shot.

The soldiers on the six-mast ship had swollen arms, which had completely exceeded their usual limit of strength.

The Blood Wolf ordered them to stop and let them rub each other's arms in pairs.

The Divine Arm Bow can no longer be used, otherwise the arms of these soldiers will definitely be destroyed. It is better to retain some strength now, even if you are caught by the water thief, you will have a last chance to fight your life.

At the same time, the water thieves who were closer to the range began to fight back with their crude longbows.

Wooden arrows fell on the six-masted ship in a crackling manner.

Although it is not very powerful, it is also a bit troublesome.

The blood wolf waved the iron sword to block the flying arrows.

The six-masted ship is like a fat swim fish slashing the waves, but behind it is a group of crazy piranhas.

As he looked closer and closer, the six-masted ship was already very clear.

The water thieves seemed to smell the sesame oil flowing from the fat meat.

The fat-headed fish had already crawled out of the cabin. He glanced with a telescope and excitedly motivated his subordinates: "There are very few people, get on."

Several of the fastest sloops rushed violently.

The sharp and unpleasant laughter of the water thief poured into the blood wolf's ears. He tilted his head and made a sound of bean explosion on his neck. When the water thief rushed closer, the sense of escape caused by the disadvantage of the number of people had long disappeared. Since he could not leave, fighting was inevitable, and the warrior's fanatical fighting spirit boiled.

Except for the poor boatmen who were still desperately trying to escape, the Blood Wolf and a group of soldiers had all their consciousness replaced by strong murderous intent.

There is only the concept of killing enemies in my mind.

However.

The sloop rushing in the front suddenly became a little strange.

Their speed is getting slower.

I heard a few thieves at the bow of the boat roaring in shock and anger: "The boat has entered the water, damn it, what's going on?"

The thief on this ship could only watch the other ships catch up with melancholy and rush towards the six-masted ship instead.

However, this melancholy lasted for only a moment and was replaced by gloating.

Because they heard that the ship in front also shouted in shock and anger: The ship has entered the water.

Not long after, bad news came from the five sloops rushing in the front.

Several large holes were chiseled at the bottom of their ship.

At this time, no matter how stupid they were, they knew that this was definitely not an accident.

"Someone is digging a boat under the water, damn it," the thieves shouted, and the five sloops quickly jumped into the water.

They are doing water robbery business, and they are undoubtedly all good in water.

So I didn't panic when the boat was chiseled, but everyone had to go into the water to slaughter the guys who chiseled the boat.

The abnormality on the sloop also fell into the eyes of the fat-headed fish.

Of course, he was not a fool, and he quickly noticed something was wrong and ordered: all ships should be alert and sent people to the water to protect the bottom of the ship.

In just a moment, seven or eight headless corpses rolled out on the water.

The broken necks that were pulling red and white muscles and ventilated were surging blood bubbles.

The cruelty has a bit of strange scene that makes the thieves numb on their scalp.

Fathead Fish and the others have never seen bloody people. They can accept it even if they are really disgusting when they are face to face.

But the water was quiet and there was no sound at all. Those who were confused and died, and no one could accept it.

"Be careful, don't act alone." It is impossible to retreat, the fat-headed fish yelled at the top of the water.

However, the corpse was kept coming out.

That large area of ​​water was stained red by blood.

"Is it a human or a ghost?" The water thief, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was also a little panicked.

After more than twenty people died, they finally surfaced one by one and retreated to the side of the ship.

With ships as the core, the water thieves floated on the water, staring at the water with blank and fearful eyes, fearing that the unknown "thing" under the water would turn themselves into a headless floating corpse.

It was not that no one saw that thing, but the turbid water quality affected their sight. They only saw their companions losing their heads under a dark shadow. When they wanted to go to rescue, the shadow disappeared at the bottom of the river. Judging from the outline, it should be a humanoid creature.

When the water thief was at a loss, Xuelang and the others knew that all this must be Yang Zheng's masterpiece.

Without caring about the passionate murderous intent, they urged the boatman to escape quickly. Although they wanted to kill all these thieves with their own hands, in the face of the irreparable number gap, they understood that it was not the time and there would be a chance in the future.

Needless to say, the boatman used his strength to row forward, and the six-masted ship gradually distanced himself from the water pirate fleet.

The Water Thieves never saw this scene.

The fat-headed fish's face was gloomy, and it was not the style of a water thief.

However...the shadow at the bottom of the water.

It is like a mountain oppressing in their hearts.

"Whether the boss is chasing me?" Several water thieves around Fathead Fish were still controlled by greed, staring at the six-masted ship gradually moving away and said viciously.

The fat-headed fish picked up the telescope and put it down, and the six-masted ship was about to disappear into the mist.

His fat right hand slammed his head on the side of the ship and said with a loud voice: "Chase."

As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow flew out of the water and pierced into the heart of the fat-headed fish with a "pop".

"Big boss!" Everyone was shocked and surrounded the fat-headed fish that had fallen to the ground. The arrow was just an ordinary wooden arrow, but it broke through the soft armor on the fat-headed fish's chest. The fat-headed fish was not dead yet, and the power of the arrow was finally not enough. It only entered an inch of the meat. The fat-headed fish was fat all over, and the injury was fine.

But this ghostly life-seeking arrow scared half of his life.

Did the arrow shoot from the bottom of the water or a wooden arrow? Under various factors, it hit his chest and could break the soft golden silk armor he had made with a lot of money. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his opponent was terrible. If the arrow was shot on the shore, he could not escape death. No one would care about his life. The fat-headed fish struggled to stop the ship. He felt that what he had to do now was to stay away from the six-masted ship...

The faster the better!

The six-masted ship finally left the water pirate fleet behind.

Blood Wolf and a group of soldiers sat down on the deck, and the boatmen cheered, this was a real escape from death.

Thinking about the tension, fear, worry, and panic that I was chasing just now, I have become a stimulus when I think about it, making them feel more precious about life.

There was a sudden thump at the stern of the boat.

Everyone had just escaped from the shadow of death and was extremely nervous. With a scream, everyone jumped up and made a starter move with more than a dozen swords.

When they saw the wet man clearly, the soldiers lowered their swords and said in surprise: "Sir."

After Yang Zheng flipped onto the side of the ship, he fell to the deck with his back to the sky. Even the soldiers shouted that he could not echo, so he shook his hands and then gasped for breath.

His face was a little bluish, obviously because of extreme hypoxia.

Yang Zheng had been at the bottom of the water for nearly half an hour, which was close to his physical limit. Even if Barbie transformed him with an extremely strong body, he could not not breathe. Moreover, at the bottom of the water, in order to maintain his mystery, he had been using his mental power, and the spiritual thread allowed him to firmly control the situation, chisel boats, and kill people invisibly.

So although Yang Zheng had shown his might just show his power, and he didn't have any injuries on his body, it was no easier than a life-and-death battle. He had tried his best to hit the fat-headed fish in the last arrow. It was not that he didn't want to kill him, but that he really couldn't do it. The arrow had exhausted his last bit of strength.

If the thief still did not give up, Yang Zheng would have to fight hard. At that time, it would be difficult to predict who wins and who loses.

At least most of the people on the six-mast ship could not escape the death situation.
To be continued...