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"He's at the bottom!"

Wu Dengdeng! The stairs were rushing through the hasty steps, and the three of them rushed to the bottom of the ship. Qi Jing shouted again: "Who do you guys should not go down the stairs, pay attention to the situation on the first floor!"

The bottom floor was even darker, rows of cargo wooden boxes filled the cargo hold, blocking the view, and there was no sight behind them. Because the power had stopped, there was no light on the boiler room at the stern of the ship opposite, only some light leaked from the hole in the first floor nearby, and the rain-like blood flowing down the eaves hit several boxes of wooden boxes, scattered and ticked...

I think Xin Lie was standing there just now, finding the right opportunity to stab him with a sword, that evil demon!

"Be careful, don't run around." Qi Jing's voice was gloomy, and the two behind him quickly responded. He didn't dare to walk into the pile of goods casually. Who knew where the little evil demon would hide and what tricks would he use to kill him? He hadn't seen the spiritual cannon yet...

Pu Kun stood at the top of the stairs and looked at another stairway far away on the first floor. He was sweating profusely and shouted: "No one has come up, he is still on the bottom floor!"

There was no window on the bottom floor, so Xin Lie could not escape. Qi Jing pondered. As long as the stairs were sealed, and when the reinforcements arrived, Xin Lie would definitely die so much that he could not die again...

Just now, a "ding ding ding ding ding" sound suddenly sounded from the stern of the boat!

The plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Or is it preparing for something? Qi Jing frowned and felt a little confused for a moment. He was just a general in Xiong Tao. Xin Lie, who seemed impulsive and reckless in the giant rock, was definitely not just Xiong Tao... After thinking for a while, considering that Xin Lie had no helpers on the boat, he decided to go over and find out. If he fought, Xin Lie would die! He said in a solemn voice: "I'll go and see, don't run around, no matter what sound you hear, just stay here!"

"Okay!" Xuanyuan Junchi, Pu Kun looked at each other, nodded repeatedly, and stayed here without moving!

They watched Qi Jing walk into the pile of goods carefully, and swing the sword in his hand vigilantly in different directions, gradually disappearing into the darkness in the distance... Both of them became more and more nervous. Looking left and right, they felt like two lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Could it be that the turtle was caught in the jar, wasn't Xin Lie?

"Um..." Pu Kun swallowed with difficulty, keeping a close eye on the stairs over there, not daring to blink, but there was still no one...

"Xin Lie, come out! It's useless, you're dead today..."

Qi Jing slowly advanced step by step without any care. As the Qi Yao Martial Arts Master, he was forced into such a embarrassment by a ten-year-old Yi Yao Martial Arts Master. The evil warrior was indeed very capable. After walking for a long time, he stepped out of the dark cargo compartment and came to the stairs.

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There was no one! He continued to shout in an attempt to disturb Xin Lie's mood: "I know you are here! Come out, you can't escape. We have sent a signal flare, and hundreds of people will come from all directions. How can you escape?"

There was still a boiler room in front and the lowest stern water tank on the stern. Qi Jing walked into the boiler room with high alert and looked around the narrow cabin. Groups of gears were no longer running, and the boiler also ceased to fire. No one, but there was a little blood on the ground...

With a faint ray of light, he saw clearly, and a little blood stretched out to the water tank underneath, which was dark!

Do you want to hide in the water pressure cabin and then sneak attack me from behind? Qi Jing sneered and walked down the small stairs. Sure enough, the empty water pressure cabin in front was opening the cabin door, and there was a faint figure of armor inside. He ran quickly, gathered up all his strength, and the sword emitted a fierce flame and slashed it with one sword!

"Little evil demon, die--!!"

Bang clang! The armored figure immediately dispersed, but Qi Jing was surprised to find that it was just an armored rack built with wood fabric! Where is that guy!? Suddenly, a "bang" sound came from behind, and then another bang-! bang-! bang-! bang-!

Feeling dangerous!!

...

After killing someone on the wooden box, I heard the three people running down the bow stairs, Xin Lie ran to the stern water tank, and then immediately returned to the boiler room along the bloodstains.

He had already had many deductions and preparations. He had been lying outside the cab window and learned about their situation. Six people! Now three people! And the most difficult thing among them is naturally the Seven-Star Martial Artist Qi Jing! He had many competitions with Fred Huonan. Those experiences told him that he had a big gap with the Seven-Star Martial Artist! He fought head-on life and death, and there was no chance of winning. Even if he won, he would not be able to win completely.

Because the Qiyao Martial Arts' full force of attack exceeds 200 stones, even if he blocks it, he will still be damaged by fractures and internal injuries... At this time, injury is equivalent to death, let alone serious injuries!

You must win without any damage! So you can only take one path of wisdom.

He immediately made a choice, and Xin Lie deliberately tapped the gear with a dagger, making a clanging sound, with the purpose of attracting Qi Jing over... Then, he took a deep breath and got into the boiler. He suddenly felt a hot wave of heat. He used his daggers in each hand, inserted them into the chimney wall alternately, and climbed up for a meter or two, staying motionless like a gecko.

If only Qi Jing comes here, he will implement the first plan; if three people come, the two Yi Yao martial artists, or if one of them doesn't come, he will climb out of the chimney, run to the deck to kill two eagles, seize one eagle and run away...

However, soon

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Later, he heard Qi Jing's footsteps and shouts: "I know you are here!...How can you escape!"

He walked into the boiler room again. When the small stairs sounded a slight sound, Xin Lie took a breath and silently climbed back to the boiler spiritual crystal pile, and then landed gently. While taking out the spiritual cannon at his waist, he rushed to the water tank underneath. Seeing Qi Jing running into the cabin, yelling, "Little evil demon, die!!" A fleeting opportunity! He aimed directly at the other side and pulled the trigger! Bang, bang, bang, bang--!

Four shots in a row!

The feeling of danger! Oops! Qi Jing's nerve string suddenly tensed and broke. He suddenly turned around and waved his sword, and ding clang-! The long sword barely blocked a bullet, and his feet stepped aside at the same time, leaving the cabin door, and ding ding-ding clang--the other bullets hit the bulkhead one after another, bounced around frantically!

Is this the spiritual cannon? It's so fast! He gathered his eyes, waved his sword repeatedly, and cut off the crazy bullets. Gaikui should have asked the Li family to support a few more spiritual cannons, but this alone would not cost him his life! Next, Xin Lie was in trouble!

"Ahhhhh!" The running figure had already reached the front door of the cabin. Xin Lie had never been prepared to fight Qi Jing head-on. Taking advantage of the moment when he was suppressed by the spiritual bullet, he roared and grabbed the steel cabin door, bang bang-! The cabin door was heavily closed. He pulled the lock of the latch like a thunderous wind and thunder, turned his hand and twisted the valve on the wall of the ship, and opened the water inlet! He took a step back, staring at the cabin door with panting, and suddenly there was a "bang bang" sound!

"Damn it!" There was darkness around him that was unable to see his fingers. Qi Jing knew he had fallen into a trap and couldn't help but curse. He rushed to the cabin door, mobilizing all his strength to swing a sword. The fierce spiritual power exploded, but the cabin door was just trembling and not opened!

The cold sea water poured in frantically, and the water level rose higher and higher. After a while, it had already flooded his ankles. He was anxious and tried to block the water inlet with armor and other objects, but it was immediately washed away. He was sweating all over in an instant. The damn evil demon, the damn evil demon...

"Die!! Xin Lie--!!" Qi Jing punched the cabin door like crazy, his face was so anxious that he was so frightened that he couldn't do anything. He shouted tremblingly: "If you have the ability to open the door and fight me with a dignified fight! Despicable villain, come and hit me, trash--!!"

Boom, boom, boom—

"I am enough to deal with you six of you alone. Besides, soldiers are the devil."

Xin Lie said a coldly and left without paying attention. He had asked Hailanluo a long time ago that Shipping 257 was well-made, and the steel door of the pressurized water tank was so long that it was difficult for Wuzong to smash it even if he came; Qi Jing was just a

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The Qiyao Martial Arts Master has never tempered his internal organs. Even if he is so powerful outside, he is not much different from ordinary people in the water, and he will soon be drowned alive...

It took Qi Jing a whole day to shake the cabin door loose and fall off; it only took him a quarter of an hour to drown him.

So now, there are only two martial artists left!
Chapter completed!