Chapter 47: Rescue in Peril, Sword Blade Sharp!

  The iron-armored crab relentlessly pursued, catching up to the last two or three of the Ji family's young masters, its pincers swiping through the air, bringing a bloody wind, and fiercely clamping down on one of the young master's waist.

  "Ah!"

  The disciple let out a miserable cry, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was instantly clamped to death by the iron pliers at his waist.

  Its body was torn in two, entrails, fresh blood and shredded flesh scattered all over the ground, staining the beach red, a ghastly sight.

  "Ah!"

  One after another, the two disciples were gradually caught up by Tie Jia Xie and killed one by one on the sandy beach, dying with their eyes open, blood flowing all over the ground.

  Every face was filled with despair.

  "Save me! Save my life!" Old Lady Ji yelled at the top of her lungs, running towards Fei Zhou with all her might, as if grasping onto a last straw for survival.

  None of them have achieved sword intent, and they can't even cut through a crab shell, so they all died one by one!

  The white-robed attendant on the flying boat looked at this scene with a cold expression, his face stern and indifferent, yet without any intention of intervening.

  Mo Bei turned his head and looked at himself, the white-robed attendant slowly explained: "The sect has an iron law, once they got off the flying boat, their life and death are their own business."

  "It's coming! It's coming!" Hearing the miserable cries ringing out from behind, Old Eighth Ji had already been frightened out of his wits, his whole body chilled to the bone. He frantically fled for his life, his speed actually increasing by several degrees as he desperately rushed towards the flying boat.

  At this very moment——

  "Quack!"

  A shrill scream suddenly rang out.

  Under the silver sand between Ji Lao Ba and Fei Zhou, a violent explosion suddenly erupted, sending dust flying into the sky.

  A dark, pockmarked and bumpy toad-like creature with webbed limbs emerged from the sand, leaping two or three zhang high and completely blocking their path.

  The white-robed attendant's eyebrows slightly raised, shaking his head and sighing: "It's actually the Sea Spirit Frog!"

  "I thought they still had one or two chances to escape. The white-robed executor's eyes flowed with a hint of pity: 'Now, it is certain death!'"

  At the same time, Old Eighth gazed at the Sea Spirit Frog in front of him, his last straw of hope completely broken, and he closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death.

  In front of me is a wolf and behind me is a tiger, I will surely die.

  The sea spirit frog stared at Ji Lao Ba, showing no mercy, opening its bloody basin-like mouth and revealing a row of three-inch-long sharp fangs. Three dark blue lights suddenly appeared in its throat and shot out instantly.

  Those three rays of light transformed into water arrows, arranged in a row in the shape of the character "one", stirring up a spiral shape, and suddenly struck down towards Old Eight and the others.

  Three water arrows, one of which was a disciple, flashed by and actually dodged!

  But the other two were not so lucky and were blown up in the chest and head.

  "Pffft!"

  One of the disciples let out a miserable cry, his chest was blown open by a powerful force, revealing a bloody hole, along with his internal organs being torn and shattered, flesh and blood blurred together, his body was knocked flying backwards, heavily crashing to the ground, fresh blood gushing from his mouth and nose, inhaling less and exhaling more.

  Another disciple didn't even have time to scream, his entire head bursting open like a watermelon, his death was extremely tragic and shocking.

  Long Hao Tian clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and stared intently at the scene before him, his eyes flashing with a mixture of light and darkness.

  Those people may be hateful, but they don't deserve to die.

  He finally let out a faint sigh and shook his head, saying: "Life and death are each predetermined by fate."

  "Huh!" Long Hao Tian only felt a gust of cool wind brush against his face, and his vision blurred for an instant.

  The next moment, Mo Bei's figure had disappeared in front of him.

  "Big, Old Big!" Long Hao Tian was shocked, stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and jumped off the flying boat with his sword, closely followed by Mo Bei.

  The white-clothed attendant looked at Mo Bei in shock as he rushed out, a hint of helplessness flowing through his eyes.

  "Boss, wait for me!" Long Hao Tian shouted loudly.

  When he burst into a drink, his footsteps were like flying, his hands grasped the sword and swung continuously, chopping in the air, making a loud noise.

  Listening to this voice, Old Eighth Ji's heart was filled with joy, and he subconsciously followed the sound source with his eyes. However, his gaze soon froze, revealing an expression of incredulity.

  Those who rushed over at extreme speed, wanting to save their own lives, were none other than Mo Bei and the two of them!

  "Monster, die!" Mo Bei Zhen shouted out loud, his wrist shaking violently, the long sword in his hand stirring up a whirlwind of sword flowers.

  The sword moved with a whooshing sound, and on its blade, a faint blue light flashed momentarily.

  "Heaven-shattering!" Mo Bei shouted in surprise, his body suddenly rising into the air, merging with his sword to form a streak of lightning that shot out directly.

  The sword's blade quivered violently, transforming into a sword aura that seemed like a flash of lightning tearing through the sky! It fiercely stabbed the completely defenseless Sea Spirit Frog's right leg.

  "Plop!"

  All that could be heard was the dull sound of a sword entering flesh.

  Hailingwa's thigh was instantly pierced by the sword energy, revealing a bloody hole.

  "Hiss!" The sea spirit frog that was about to attack Old Eighth suddenly let out a mournful cry and its body heavily smashed onto the ground.

  At this moment, Long Hao Tian also rushed over, his figure extremely fast as he charged towards the only remaining disciple.

  "Big crab, looking for death!"

  Long Hao Tian's sword fiercely chopped into the gap between the iron-plated crab's shell, his right foot stepped back, his waist twisted and leaned backwards, and his sword swept out!

  "Pffft!"

  "Ahh!"

  Longhao Tian's long sword pierced the crab!

  "Hurry up and help!" Long Hao Tian's two swords stabbed through the air once more, swinging to kill as he simultaneously bellowed.

  The old lady and the remaining surviving disciple suddenly woke up like a dream! The disciple who dodged the water arrow hastily got up, drew his sword and was about to rush over, coordinating with Long Hao Tian and the iron-armored crab.

  But Ji Lao Ba suddenly turned around and ran quickly to the flying boat, hiding in a corner, trembling all over, motionless!

  With a light touch, the northern leg tip landed steadily on the sandy beach. After a closer look, the heavily injured sea spirit frog let out a strange cry and jumped up, making several consecutive jumps on the sandy beach before fleeing. In just two short breaths, it had already jumped tens of meters away.

  "Hmph, think you can run? No way!" Mo Bei narrowed his eyes, and before he even realized it, his body had already dashed out, stirring up a gust of wind, leaving behind a long string of chaotic footprints on the sandy ground. He drew his sword and chased after Hailongwa with swift steps.

  That sea spirit frog, the more it jumped, the farther away it got. Mo Bei gritted his teeth and chased after it with all his might. However, the former's speed was simply too fast, its body too agile, and the distance between them grew further and further apart.

  Mo Bei could only stare blankly as the Sea Spirit Frog dove head-first into the sea, sending up a half-zhang high wave before disappearing without a trace.

  "Despicable beast, it really did escape quickly." Mo Bei stood by the sea, reluctantly holding his sword, gazing out at the vast ocean, waiting for about the time it takes to burn an incense stick before finally turning back in defeat.

  Mo Bei had just returned to the vicinity of Fei Zhou when Long Hao Tian hurriedly ran over, his eyes scanning Mo Bei's body several times with a look of urgency. Seeing that Mo Bei was unharmed, Long Hao Tian's worried expression eased somewhat.

  "What's up, boss? Is he dead?" Long Hao Tian asked curiously.

  Mo Bei shook his head, slowly inserting the Qingfeng into its scabbard: "No, that Sea Spirit Frog was indeed agile, too fast. I chased it along the beach for a whole incense stick's worth of time and still let it get away."

  "Hey, don't worry. If the boss can recreate one sea spirit frog, he'll definitely be able to recreate a second one." Long Hao Tian smiled: "By then, those abominable creatures won't necessarily have such good luck."

  "Oh, right." Upon saying this, Long Hao Tian tapped his forehead and a proud expression appeared on his face: "Boss, just now I actually killed an Iron Shell Crab!"

  As he spoke, Long Hao Tian twisted his ankle and made way for a body, an already dead Iron Armor Crab appeared behind him.

  "Huh?"

  Mo Bei's eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of unusual color appeared in his dark eyes as he looked at Long Hao Tian with suspicion and asked: "You killed him?"

  "Yes!" Long Hao Tian's face was stern as he nodded solemnly and said in a firm tone: "Of course, I'm the one who killed him."

  "Really?" Mo Bei's face was full of disbelief, his eyes narrowed, and the doubt in them grew thicker.

  Long Hao Tian nodded and said: "Yes! Boss, I have already grasped the sword intent and refined it into a Breaking Body Sword Qi!"

  Long Hao Tian chose to break the formless sword, and with a foundation in cultivation, he spent these days desperately cultivating, killing countless crabs, finally completing it yesterday, comprehending the sword intent, and refining the formless sword energy!

  "You little brat." Mo Bei laughed and scolded: "Good job."

  "Mo, Mo Bei..." A faint and hesitant voice sounded behind Mo Bei's back.

  The latter turned around to see that the surviving Qi family disciple had appeared behind him at some point, covered in blood, with a black mark on his face, looking disheveled and embarrassed, with an unnatural gaze.

  He wanted to speak but hesitated, his face flushed with anger, and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

  "Thank you, thank you."

  "Don't be polite, in the future, when your strength is not enough, don't come to take risks again." Mo Bei's expression was calm and he nodded casually.

  Long Haitian thought for a moment, put on an air, and with a tone of teaching, said proudly: "Our boss said it, think about your little lives. If you don't have the ability, don't come again, did you hear that?"

  "Listen, I've heard!" The man nodded repeatedly with gratitude and kept responding. Then he hastily walked towards the airship, boarded it, and refused to come down again.

  That girl was even more motionless, hiding in the corner, trembling constantly!

  As if they didn't want to stay on this island for a moment.

  "Boss," Long Hao Tian withdrew his gaze from Fei Zhou and asked, "What should we do next?"

  Mo Bei raised his head and gazed up at the sky, using his hand to shield his eyes from the scorching sun. His pupils still involuntarily constricted.

  "It's still early, today can't be wasted. Come on, follow me to that beach first, and take a walk in the dense forest. See if there are any iron-armored crabs or other monsters to kill."

  "Alright!" Long Hao Tian rolled up his sleeves and charged forward, loudly slapping the horse's buttocks as he said: "The great leader is wise and powerful, wherever he goes, all will be vanquished. Those monsters, which one of them sees the great leader and doesn't flee in terror... Ah..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Mo Bei gave him another fierce slap on the face.

  Long Haitian rubbed the back of his head and said with a full stomach: "Boss, why did you hit me again?"

  Mo Bei glared at him fiercely and cursed, "You're a jinx! What nonsense are you spouting? The demons have all escaped, what's the point of killing anything now?"

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