Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The three men's sword energy pressed down on the merchant ship's deck, and several shipwrights were so frightened that they retreated and scrambled into the cabin.

Dugu Ce stood on the main ship, his expression slightly better.

Snow Knife Elder held off Dong Tianbao.

The three innate masters joined forces to defeat Ye Wudao.

Unfortunately, Zhang Junbao, who was standing next to Ye Wudao, had taken a step forward at some point.

Just one step.

The person had already stood in front of Qin Han.

The three swords were already in front of him.

The man in front aimed his sword at Zhang Junbao's throat, then struck his ribs from the left and stabbed his waist and abdomen from the right.

They worked well together.

They were ruthless enough to strike.

Zhang Junbao did not withdraw.

Raise your right hand and bring your two fingers together.

Zheng.

The sword in front of him stopped.

The tip of the sword was less than three inches from Zhang Junbao's throat.

But it could only go in three inches, and no more than half an inch.

The swordsman channeled his energy.

No twitching.

Draw again.

It still doesn't move.

Zhang Junbao held the sword blade between two fingers without even shaking his wrist.

The swordsman's face turned pale, and the veins on his arms bulged.

"How is that possible!"

Zhang Junbao glanced at the man.

"This sword of yours is mine now."

The words were spoken.

Zhang Junbao twisted his fingers, causing the sword to deflect.

The swordsman lost his balance and was pulled forward half a step, crashing into his companion on the left.

The swordsman on the left couldn't retract his sword in time, and his swordplay became chaotic.

The swordsman on the right, who was about to deliver a finishing blow, was also forced to change his move.

The three had just formed a circle when Zhang Junbao broke them apart from the middle.

Zhang Junbao loosened two fingers and naturally gripped the sword hilt.

Seize the sword.

Draw your sword.

Turn around.

All in one go.

The long sword that was originally aimed at Qin and Han is now in Zhang Junbao's hands.

Zhang Junbao glanced down at the sword.

"The sword is alright, it's the person who's lacking."

The innate master whose sword had been taken away looked grim.

"court death!"

The man drew a short sword from his waist, and the other two followed suit.

The three of them stood up again.

This time, they didn't rush to attack.

Having their swords disarmed in a single encounter, they already knew that Zhang Junbao was not someone to be trifled with.

Dugu Ce said in a deep voice from the opposite side, "Don't hold back."

The three swordsmen responded simultaneously.

"yes!"

The sword formation resumed.

The three shifted positions, their long and short swords clashing, their attacks flowing seamlessly together.

This sword formation was originally a killing technique developed by Xue Dao Sou for the Dugu family.

One main attacker.

One road is closed.

A follow-up kill.

With the three of them working together, even an ordinary expert would find it difficult to break the formation in a short time.

But Zhang Junbao only watched a few moves before his longsword began to move.

The Lesser Formless Skill is in operation.

Zhang Junbao's path suddenly changed.

The angle of the sword strike, the rhythm of the footwork, and the direction of the position change were all closely aligned with the sword formation of the three.

The three swordsmen felt something was wrong as they fought.

Wherever they attacked, Zhang Junbao would occupy it half a step ahead.

Wherever they guarded, Zhang Junbao would retreat half a step ahead.

Just as the three were about to switch formations, Zhang Junbao had already cut in first.

Just a few moves.

Zhang Junbao forcefully created a crack in the originally tight cooperation between the three.

The swordsman on the left was the first to give out.

Zhang Junbao's longsword pierced through the air, the tip pressing against the man's wrist.

The man's hand went numb, and the longsword slipped from his grasp.

Zhang Junbao caught it with his left hand.

The second sword is in hand.

A long sword in his right hand.

A short sword in the left hand.

Zhang Junbao looked at the remaining two people.

"Your sword formation is quite good, continue."

The remaining two swordsmen gritted their teeth and attacked again.

Zhang Junbao did not retreat, but thrust out both swords simultaneously.

One sword presses down on the left, another sword seals off the right.

The two innate masters could originally rely on the formation to hold their own, but with one of them gone, their coordination immediately fell apart.

Zhang Junbao's sword had no killing intent, yet every strike hit their most vulnerable spots.

wrist.

Shoulder.

Knee side.

Sword hilt.

Sword spine.

Each strike was light, yet they prevented them from launching any further attacks.

After a dozen or so moves.

The swordsman on the left was struck on the wrist, and his longsword fell to the ground.

The swordsman on the right was struck in the chest by the hilt of Zhang Junbao's sword. He retreated to the side of the ship, unable to catch his breath, and knelt on the deck.

Just as the last man with the short sword was about to rush forward to save the person, Zhang Junbao's long sword was already held in front of his neck.

The sword's edge didn't touch the flesh.

It was only half an inch off.

Zhang Junbao spoke.

"Don't move."

The man froze.

Zhang Junbao glanced at the three of them, then looked at Dugu Ce.

"Is this all the swordsmen you have?"

Dugu Ce's face was gloomy.

Three innate masters were defeated just like that?

Moreover, the other party never actually killed him.

If Zhang Junbao had wanted to kill them, these three would have fallen long ago.

Yun Yuzhen stood by the main ship, her breathing becoming much heavier.

Is this person really that strong?

Two young men were beside Ye Wudao, one carrying a knife and the other a sword.

None of them are ordinary experts.

What about Ye Wudao himself?

When Yun Yuzhen looked at Qin and Han again, she no longer dared to use the same probing mindset as before.

This person probably wasn't just here to join in the fun.

He was not some wandering swordsman who came to casually make a few flirtatious remarks.

Qin Han stood at the bow of the boat, his gaze not really falling on the three swordsmen.

Qin Han was looking at Dong Tianbao and Xue Daosou.

That's where the real head-on clash takes place.

Dong Tianbao had already exchanged more than twenty blows with Xue Daosou.

The two knives kept clashing together.

The deck was shattered by the force of the two men, leaving numerous knife marks.

Snow Knife Old Man is indeed difficult to fight; the old guy has too much experience.

Every cut is made with care, without seeking personal gain.

They could have continued to press forward, but they always pulled back at the most opportune moment.

Dong Tianbao tried several times to forcefully break through using the Six Secrets of Aohan, but Xue Daosou held him back with his sword technique.

The more he fought, the more alarmed he became.

Dong Tianbao is too young.

But this knife technique is very heavy.

What's more troublesome is that Dong Tianbao is playing more and more steadily.

At first, I was a little affected by the swaying of the ship, but later I got used to the deck completely.

Each time it lands, it uses the rise and fall of the boat to adjust its power.

seasick?

Snow Knife Old Man didn't think the young man with the knife would vomit like he did before.

Dong Tianbao pressed down with his sword.

Snow Knife Elder dodged to the side and slashed at Dong Tianbao's wrist with his backhand.

Dong Tianbao flipped his wrist, blocking the attack with the back of the knife.

clang!

The sparks exploded.

Dong Tianbao used the momentum to take a half step back, his heel bracing against the crack in the boat plank, thus stopping his momentum.

"Old man, you're really slippery."

Snow Blade Elder said coldly, "Your swordsmanship is not bad, but it's not enough to kill me."

Dong Tianbao grinned.

"That's hard to say."

Xue Daosou stopped talking and suddenly his swordplay became faster.

The Seven Killings Blade Technique involves seven consecutive strikes.

The knife was aimed at Dong Tianbao's vital points.

Dong Tianbao took six blows, but failed to take the seventh.

Dong Tianbao stepped right up to him.

Snow Knife Elder's brow twitched.

too close.

Long swords are bad.

But Xue Daosou reacted quickly, his left hand forming a palm, and he struck directly at Dong Tianbao's chest.

Dong Tianbao did not dodge.

He took a hard slap on the shoulder.

My body sank.

His right hand, however, had already raised the knife from below.

Snow Knife Old Man was forced to switch back to defense.

Another clang.

The two stepped back at the same time.

Dong Tianbao felt a numbness in his shoulder and twisted it.

"That palm strike was alright."

Snow Knife Elder's wrist trembled, and his face darkened.

This young man is not only ruthless with his knife.

His body is also strong.

What's even more dangerous is that Dong Tianbao dared to change his injuries.

Xue Daosou is a retainer of the Dugu family, not a suicide soldier who came to risk his life.

But Dong Tianbao is different.

He would be willing to risk his life for a sword if Qin Han gave him just one word.

Qin Han, watching from behind, spoke up to offer a reminder.

"Tianbao, stop playing."