Chapter 152 It’s Impossible to Say… I Was Wrong

Before the message could be heard, Lu Qing's sword foot had already swept across.

These sea fist shrimps never dreamed that this mantis would actually dare to attack!

There was a huge gap in strength originally, and with the sudden attack of the knife, there was almost no time to react. Thirteen sea fist shrimps were cut into pieces by the fire knife.

Most of the corpses of Sea Fist Shrimps are broken in the middle, and there are still flames burning at the fractures.

The flames dissolved into bubbles and smoke as the body folded into the shallow water.

The smell of grilled seafood instantly fills the sea breeze.

The leader of the Sea Fist Shrimp was immediately shocked.

"You, you dare to use the knife on us, we are from the floating island..."

At the moment when the sound was transmitted, Lu Qing's wings flickered, and the brilliant light was extremely vivid and psychedelic in the sunlight.

Some quick-reacting sea boxing shrimps instantly entered a fighting state.

Their fists shine with metallic luster, and their short limbs store energy.

Their fighting method is: find the target and crush it with one punch.

Because it is a pure force strike, there is no limit to them in sea water. On the surface of shallow sea water, their power is even stronger.

However, facing the gorgeous and lightning-like Lu Qing, Haiquan Xia found that it was impossible to find the target, let alone crush it.

In just a moment, Lu Qing had already sheathed his sword.

Sixteen sea fist shrimps burst into flames and made a crackling sound, and their remains fell into the sea water.

Lu Qing moved his sword and inserted a section of the reddish remains of the Sea Fist Shrimp. He then twisted his triangular head and looked at the last leader of the Sea Fist Shrimp.

"The shrimp dinner has been prepared. Come on, let's have some together?"

After saying that, he didn't care about the other person, he just opened his mouth and took a big mouthful.

"Yeah, not bad, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

The owner of the broken body was not dead yet, he stared at his eyes and said, "Make up, let's make up for it."

Lu Qing opened and closed his mouth, the shrimp meat and the energy core went into his stomach, and the remaining shrimp heads were thrown into the sea.

You can still vaguely hear the words of the Sea Fist Shrimp, "If you eat the shrimp but not the head, you will really lose your head."

Lu Qing turned to look at the leader of the Sea Fist Shrimp again, "Hey, don't you want to eat?"

Eat for six!

These are good brothers who get along day and night.

"Mantis, you, you..." In order to survive, it controlled its emotions, "We are all warriors of the floating island, and are the trusted followers of the fish herder. If you dare to do this, you are not afraid that the fish herder will come and destroy your central island. To the ground?"

"Scared, scared me to death!"

Lu Qing raised his sword foot and the flames burned, "I was so scared that I couldn't help but get angry."

Obviously this is to kill them all.

Liyan's iron fist shone with metallic light.

"The fish herder will tear you into pieces and use your body and energy core to feed the bones of the ancient tribe!"

It's definitely useless to scare him, because Lu Qing doesn't want to do that at all.

But he wasn't in a hurry to take action.

After all, this Sea Fist Shrimp is the guard of the floating island, so he must know something.

Before asking...

Lu Qing's sword moved straight towards the opponent's iron fist.

The Sea Fist Shrimp instinctively punched out his iron fist.

The iron fist collided with the sword foot, but no sound of impact was heard.

Li Yan just felt his body light up, and when he looked through his protruding shrimp eyes, he saw that his powerful fists had already fallen into the sea.

There were still flames left in the wound.

The flames seemed to be burrowing into its flesh. If it penetrated its internal organs, it would be burned to ashes. It hurriedly plunged its remaining limbs into the sea.

"I'll ask, you'll answer!"

The leader of the Sea Fist Shrimp was still extremely tough, his eyes almost bulged out, and his body stood straight, "Don't even think about getting any news from me!"

Tough!

Just when Lu Qing was thinking about what kind of torture to use, the leaders of the various tribes who had heard the news had already rushed over.

When they saw the corpse of the Sea Boxer Shrimp floating on the sea and the leader Liyan, they were shocked!

This is the guard of the floating island and the fish herder's confidant.

Now he was killed like this by the master of his center...

Doesn’t this offend the floating island?

Not only does the floating island have extremely powerful fish herders, but it also controls something as unnatural as the flesh and blood of the ancient tribe.

Offended by it...

Spicy pills.

"Ah, the leader of the Sea Fist Shrimp on the floating island...this, this..."

"Why do you do this? Why do you do this!"

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

Da Shui, who was watching the show with great interest, raised his big head and glanced around, "Brother Qing, it seems that these leaders of various tribes want you to let it go."

Lu Qing was the most reasonable.

"Okay, let it go as you say. From now on, we will provide this braised prawn with two hundred kilograms of ancient blood and flesh every day. It is impossible for Dashui and I to touch our share, so we need you to pay the full amount." !”

The leaders of each clan suddenly looked at each other.

The output of the Central Islands has increased, and the future output may be more than 300 kilograms.

Lu Qing and Dashui account for 60%, and they share 40%.

They demanded that the leader of the Sea Fist Shrimp be released, and naturally they had to pay for the blood and flesh of the ancient clan in the future!

Even if calculated as four hundred kilograms, 40% of them is only one hundred and sixty kilograms!

The leader of the sea fist shrimp weighs 180 kilograms. Not only is the daily income not enough, but he also has to spend 20 kilograms...

After a busy day, I owe twenty pounds!

The leader of the stone-pierced seabirds stamped his feet.

"Young men, drag this prawn into the sea salt pit and heal its wounds and stop the bleeding!"

The one-legged crane also spread its wings and said, "I'm the best at picking out shrimp lines!"

Enclave Turkey: "There is a spice over there in the woods that is best for healing wounds. You must apply it!"

The Sky Swallowing Rat jumped up to express his dissatisfaction: "Are you mean? Its fist has fallen off, and you still want to treat it like this? It needs to be cultivated. Let's give it the stone slab that covers the cave entrance to provide it with a rest... What, the stone slab is too hard, then put a layer of firewood underneath."

"Firewood, stone slab, a layer of salt, spices, shrimp, and another layer of salt."

"It's cold, we need to remove the cold air for it, we can't use a big fire, we must use a small fire."

"By the way, marine life needs water to survive, and we Sky Swallowing Rat can take turns to release the necessary water for it!"

"You Sky Swallowing Rat can't do it, your urine is too sweet, it's not good for it to taste the sweetness, let us Iron-clad Star Cicada release it, large quantities are enough to satisfy you."

These leaders are not good at fighting, but they are all psychologically twisted.

For a while, everyone expressed their opinions, which was quite lively.

The leader of the Sea Fist Shrimp snorted coldly.

"It's just a group of scoundrels ruled by mantises. Use whatever means you have. If I, Li Mou, scream in pain, I will be your grandson!"

...

"Grandpa, I was wrong!"

The sea fist shrimp twisted its body vigorously on the stone slab.

The shrimp's strength and shrimp thread were picked, and its twisting force was not as strong as a chicken.

It would be better if it didn't twist. This twist made the sea salt spread more evenly.

As soon as the iron-clad star cicada released water resources, the sea salt turned into brine, which was thoroughly marinated.

The small warm fire of a few pieces of firewood has made its whole body red.

Under such a flame, it can't roast itself for ten days!

Isn't this torture?