Chapter 5603: Message

"Hahaha, big brother, this kid has gone crazy!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache heard Zhang Yifeng's cold words, and a playful look appeared on his face.

"Hmph, it is probably just a little cultivator from nowhere, and I am afraid he has never heard of the reputation of my Death Blade."

"Boy, now send me your gains in the small world and the beauties on your flying boat, and I can spare your life."

The bald man looked down at Zhang Yifeng and shouted arrogantly.

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and looked up at him slightly.

"Death Blade? I have never heard of this name."

With one hand behind his back, Zhang Yifeng looked at him arrogantly and said.

Hearing the contempt in Zhang Yifeng's tone, the bald man who called himself the Death Blade had veins on his forehead.

"Good boy, it seems that you are determined to die."

"In that case, there is no need to keep you!"

The bald man shouted, drew the golden knife from his waist, and was about to kill Zhang Yifeng.

"Wait, brother, you don't need to do it yourself to deal with such a small character, let us do it."

The monk with a mustache hurriedly stopped the bald man. He would not miss such an opportunity to show himself.

"Well, humph, then leave it to you."

After being stopped, the bald man thought that his move was too cheap, so he nodded.

"Don't worry, brother, leave it to me!"

"Brothers, kill these rubbish for me, kill all the men, and take the women away!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache patted his chest proudly, and then shouted.

"Ah!"

The dozens of monks around him roared at the words, and then rushed towards the flying boat.

On the flying boat, Su Zhirou had come to Zhang Yifeng's side.

"Yifeng, do you need me to help?"

A hint of disgust flashed across Su Zhi's beautiful eyes. She always hated those evil people who liked to kill without reason and rob others.

"No need. I just happened to use them to try out the things that Lu Shang gave us."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, then turned his head and winked at Xuanyuan Li and Ji Dali.

The two immediately understood and came to the two sides of the deck, and opened the two objects that had been covered with black cloth.

The two things turned out to be the unique naval guns of the Tianyu Empire warships.

In order to express his gratitude to Zhang Yifeng, Lu Shang specially installed two naval guns for their flying boat.

These two naval guns are the latest products of the Tianyu Empire, and they are extremely powerful and made by ingenious craftsmen.

"What is it?"

The middle-aged man with a mustache had never seen this naval gun before. Looking at the black muzzle, he couldn't help but frowned.

However, the next second, Xuanyuan Li and Ji Dali each injected their magic power into the naval gun.

With a loud bang, the sky was filled with light cannons, directly blasting dozens of nearby monks to pieces on the spot.

Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and rolled up the silk thread, and then collected all the storage rings of these monks.

"What, what?!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache stared at the bursts of light in front of him in amazement. The people they brought were instantly buried in those light cannons.

The middle-aged man with a mustache, trembling slightly, turned his head and looked at the bald man behind him.

"Big, big brother..."

He swallowed his saliva, and didn't know what to say for a long time. He was already scared by the scene in front of him.

"Good boy, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it seems that this is the treasure you got in this small world."

"But with this dead thing, it's okay to deal with these trash."

"Facing me, the Death Sword King Zhong, there is no chance for you to survive!"

The bald man roared fearlessly, and then suddenly pulled out the golden knife in his hand.

The red blood light condensed on the blade, and then it heavily pressed down towards Zhang Yifeng and others below.

"Under my fatal knife, wail in pain!"

The blood light gathered into a knife light and pressed down, about to cut off the flying boat where Zhang Yifeng was.

"Some strength."

Zhang Yifeng looked up indifferently, looking at the knife light that was about to fall in the air.

The next moment, a sword light shot up into the sky without any warning, directly shattering the knife light.

The sword light continued to move forward, heading straight for the bald man in the air.

"What..."

Before he could finish his words, the dazzling sword light went straight through his body.

The sword marks that burst up quickly covered the bald man's body, cutting him into countless pieces.

The blood rain burst out, directly splashing the face of the middle-aged man with a mustache next to him.

Feeling the sticky touch on his face and the fishy smell coming to his face, the middle-aged man with a mustache was shaking all over.

Before he could come to his senses, a strong suction force suddenly came from the flying boat.

However, in a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man with a mustache appeared on the flying boat.

Zhang Yifeng looked at him indifferently, and waved his hand to wash away the blood on his body.

It was not that Zhang Yifeng felt sorry for him, but he did not want the blood on this guy to dirty the flying boat.

"Please, please spare my life, sir!"

"This is all the plan of that fatal knife Wang Zhong, it has nothing to do with the villain!"

It took a long time for the middle-aged man with a mustache to come to his senses, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged Zhang Yifeng for mercy with tears and snot.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

"If I really wanted to kill you with my ability, you wouldn't be alive now."

Zhang Yifeng put one hand behind his back and looked coldly at the middle-aged man with a mustache.

"That, that's great, I'm willing to work as a horse for you! Sir!"

When the middle-aged man with a mustache heard this, he thought Zhang Yifeng wanted to keep him as a servant, so he quickly knelt down and kowtowed and shouted.

"Heh, I don't need someone like you to be my bully."

"I don't think you have much blood in you. You are just relying on the power of a fox and a tiger to dominate here."

"There is only one purpose for keeping you. This small world is where the natural emperor Su Yunshan takes shelter."

“You just have to get the word out.”

Zhang Yifeng looked coldly at the middle-aged man with a mustache.

"God, born to be an emperor?"

The middle-aged man with a mustache had his pupils constricted, and for a moment he even forgot to kowtow and beg for mercy.

That was a name that could only be heard accidentally in rumors. They were so brave that they dared to squat here to guard the person who was born to be an emperor.

"It's because I was short-sighted and offended you!"

"The villain must do his best to spread the news that this place is blessed by the natural emperor."

The middle-aged man with a mustache lowered his head and said with a trembling voice.

"Go away."

When Zhang Yifeng saw this, he knew that this guy was frightened and did not dare to disobey his orders.

"Thank you, sir, for sparing me!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache vigorously kowtowed to Zhang Yifeng several times, and then he flew up in a panic and flew away into the distance.

I'm afraid I won't dare to come back here for the rest of my life.