Except for the last time he used the Qiankun Sword when he used the Qiankun Sword when he fought with Shangguan Long, the head of the Shangguan family, this was the second time Zhou Lang used the Qiankun Sword.
This is the sharpest weapon in his hand. As soon as the Qiankun Sword was released, the hair was broken and it was invincible. What's more, the people in the fighting team were just mortals.
This time, he really had the idea of killing. Since the people from the Fighting Group hurt so many innocent people to kill him, he decided to clean up these scumbags.
Therefore, he did not feel ruthless when he killed people. Every time he made a move, he was aimed at harvesting the lives of these bastards.
It may take a few seconds, or less than a second. Anyway, in the blink of an eye when Ye Qingcheng put down the force in his hand, all the people in the fighting team were lying on the deck. Except for the "Tyrant" with broken hands, all the other fifteen people were dead, which can be called a real instant kill.
All of these fifteen people died of death with their throats cut. When they died, their eyes were wide open, as if they were too reluctant and unwilling to accept it, and they also had regrets.
They regret coming to China and also regretting attacking cultivators like Zhou Lang. Otherwise, even if they failed to challenge the Dragon Group, they would not end up tragically dying on the high seas.
"Don't kill me...Don't kill me!"
When Zhou Lang walked towards the "tyrant" step by step, the guy begged. Now he realized the terror of the cultivator. In anger, the cultivator did not say that he had millions of corpses, but he had to kill dozens of people and could do it in every move.
"Tyrant, do you still want to survive? I ask you, did you ever feel a little kind of kindness when you killed so many innocent people?"
Zhou Lang held the Qiankun Sword in his hand and sneered. At this time, his heart was as rocky as a rock, and his murderous intention would not be shaken at all.
"I am the top soldier king, and my life is of course more valuable than those common people. If you kill me, Count William will take your life."
The tyrant said that at this time he was extremely scared and wanted to scare people with his master.
"It seems that the bullshit Earl William is your master. He has trained you bastards. Even if he doesn't come to me, I will go to him."
Zhou Lang sneered: "Do you think I will let you go today?"
"I'm not a Chinese, you don't have the right to judge me. If you kill me, it will cause international disputes."
The tyrant said with great pain that he knew that Zhou Lang would not let him go, but he still tried his best to survive. In fact, even if he went back, he would become a useless person because of losing an arm. Earl William would kill him. If he was lucky enough to die, he would definitely find a place to hide and live for the rest of his life.
"This is the high seas, you are all dead and the ship is sunk. Who knows I did it?"
Zhou Lang said, then he was no longer talking nonsense to the "Tyrant". With a swing of the Qiankun sword, a sword energy passed through the "Tyrant"'s neck. The head of the "Tyrant" rolled down, fell on the deck, rolled into the sea, and sank into the sea.
At this point, the fighting team was completely destroyed and there was no more surviving.
"The dead innocent soul, I, Zhou Lang, avenged you, and you can rest in peace."
The Qiankun Sword hurt people with its sword energy, and there was no blood stain on it. But at this time, the Qiankun Sword was like drinking blood and started to whine, and Zhou Lang murmured.
Although the civilians at the gas station were killed by people from the fighting team, he still felt that it was because of himself, so he felt very uneasy.
It was not until this time that he killed all the people in the fighting team and felt a little calmer.
The freighter was still sailing forward, and the movement on the deck seemed to have attracted the attention of the crew in the cab. In addition to leaving one person to drive the boat, two crew members with live ammunition ran out.
"Now it's your turn to deal with these little fish." Zhou Lang said to Ye Qingcheng, who was still a little stunned.
Ye Qingcheng felt that she was the king of guns and her combat effectiveness may not be inferior to Zhou Lang in actual combat, but now she realized that even if she had a gun in her hand, she would become a scrap metal when facing Zhou Lang.
Zhou Lang's movement speed was too fast, so she could not aim at Zhou Lang at all. Zhou Lang's swordsmanship and that sword were too powerful. He could kill people from a distance, and the efficiency of killing was far above guns. If Zhou Lang was her enemy, she would probably be killed instantly by Zhou Lang.
Hearing Zhou Lang's words, she also noticed the two people rushing out of the cabin. Both of them were armed with guns, obviously not ordinary crew members. And with the accomplices of the Fighting Group, such people, naturally deserve to die.
Whoosh!
Ye Qingcheng's name as the King of Guns is true. She raised the gun in her hand slightly and did not aim at it at all. Two bullets shot out and accurately shot the temples of the two crew members.
The two crew members had already fallen before they could fire.
"There must be a ship driver in the cab. I'll kill him and then let's leave." Ye Qingcheng said to Zhou Lang, about to come from the speedboat to the freighter.
"I'll do this, you can get the submarine first." Zhou Lang said.
This time, Ye Qingcheng didn't object to Zhou Lang's words. She sank a special speedboat into the water, put it into the submarine, and waited for Zhou Lang in the submarine.
It is not a simple matter to sink a speedboat into the water and get it into a submarine. In addition to the special equipment of the speedboat and the submarine, Ye Qingcheng has also undergone rigorous training, which is impossible for ordinary people to do. Even a cultivator like Zhou Lang, it is not that simple to do this without experience.
"This time I took out the Qiankun Sword, which should have shocked the girl Ye Qingcheng. I hope she doesn't admire me more and like me more."
Zhou Lang murmured in his heart, the person had already floated up, and then he held the Qiankun Sword in his hand and sank into the sea. He knew that men with energy and ability were the most attractive. A few days ago, he only showed a little skill, which made Ye Qingcheng very interested. Now he has shown more and more abilities. He felt that Ye Qingcheng might have fallen into his love for him and could not extricate himself.
If it were someone else, he would definitely be secretly happy. After all, Ye Qingcheng is the flower of the army and a beautiful woman who is fascinating to the whole country, but he is not happy because there are too many women, and any of his appearance and temperament are not inferior to Ye Qingcheng. He is worried that if he accepts Ye Qingcheng's feelings, it will cause a lot of trouble.
...
In the cab of the freighter, the man who drove the boat had locked the door of the cab. He also took out a pistol. He drove the boat with one hand and was on guard. His two companions did not come back. He knew that something must have happened, so his spirit became very nervous.
He knew the power of the fighting team. If something happened to those dozen people, the possibility that he would survive would be very small.
But what made him feel strange was that no one came to the cab to look for him.
He kept praying in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen.
But he will come whatever he is worried about.
Bang!
Suddenly, the bottom of the freighter shook a little.
He didn't understand what was going on, and a large amount of sea water poured in from the bottom of the ship, and the ship began to sink rapidly.
He had to run away. He opened the door of the cab and wanted to take out a lifeboat to escape, but it was too late. There seemed to be a big hole at the bottom of the ship. The sea water poured in quickly. He rushed to the side of the lifeboat. Before he could get on the lifeboat, the freighter had already sank into the sea.
The sea water poured into his mouth violently, and he immediately began to hold his breath.
His water quality was still very good. He actually swam out of the cargo ship, but he still did not change his destiny. A cold sword stabbed from behind him and stabbed his heart.
Soon, he lost consciousness, and the freighter sank straight into the sea and sank into the depths of the vast sea. No one will know what happened here before, nor will anyone know that such a ship has sunk into the bottom of the sea.
Because the sea water here is tens of thousands of meters deep, modern diving equipment cannot dive so deep, so naturally there will be no cargo ship sinking under the sea.
...
It was naturally Zhou Lang who sank the freighter.
He sneaked into the cargo ship, stabbed a big hole in it with the Qiankun Sword, and the cargo ship sank. Since he had killed these people, he had to deal with the scene, so that no one could find anything and would not cause any trouble to the Chinese military.
Ye Qingcheng clearly saw all this in the submarine's observation hole.
She didn't know what kind of cultivation master Zhou Lang was before, but she knew something from the "Tyrant" and others. Zhou Lang's strength can indeed be explained by the words "Cultivation Master".
"He's not a hundred-year-old monster, right?"
Ye Qingcheng said in his heart that among those film and television works and novels, it is normal for a cultivator to live for hundreds or thousands of years. Moreover, a cultivator can live forever, and he still looks young when he is hundreds of years old.
At the moment when Ye Qingcheng was thinking randomly, Zhou Lang had done everything, put away the Qiankun Sword, and entered the submarine.
"I'm ready to return, why are you still in a daze?"
Zhou Lang quickly evaporated the water vapor on his clothes with his true energy and walked into the cab of the submarine. Ye Qingcheng was in a daze at this time.
"Zhou Lang, are you really the legendary master of cultivation?"
Ye Qingcheng withdrew Feiyang's thoughts and looked at Zhou Lang and said, her bright eyes flashed, and under the cover of her long eyelashes, she looked more and more beautiful and charming.
Especially the clothes on her body were wet and dripping, which added a bit of temptation. Her clothes were worn thinly, and the clothes were tightly stuck to her body, so her figure was convex and concave.
Wet hair and perfect figure. For normal men, it was extremely tempting. Zhou Lang couldn't help but look hot when he saw such sexy Ye Qingcheng. He glanced at Ye Qingcheng for a few times, but in just a few seconds, he took his eyes back.
"Um."
Zhou Lang nodded lightly and sat down on a steel chair.
"How old are you?"
Ye Qingcheng felt the hotness of Zhou Lang's eyes, and instead of being angry, she felt that her figure was still tempting to men.
"Twenty-three, what are you asking about this?" Zhou Lang said.
"As long as you are not an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, we are the same age. Now we are idle anyway, so we can talk about love and love."