Chapter 1588: Chapter 1588

Pirates are not sect disciples and have no sense of defending their country. They bully the weak and flee from the strong.

Anyone with discerning eyes can see that the newcomers on this island are incredibly fierce.

They wanted to escape, but suddenly realized that all the warships behind them had been swallowed by the sea.

Sword lights flashed by, giving them no time.

The new disciples descended like a god of death, frantically harvesting lives among these people.

They saw the devastation among the commoners and knew the cruelty of these pirates, showing no mercy when striking.

The people who could be pirates had cultivation levels at most at the Enlightenment Realm.

Truly skilled individuals, who among them would be idle enough to become bandits?

On the beach, blood flowed like rivers, and flesh flew in all directions.

Pirates fell crying in the sword lights, bodies split, screaming as they rolled on the ground.

The Yin Yang Sect F5, Fat Wang, Lu Buping, Zhang Yinyang, Geng Xiaojun, and Tan Yaozong led the charge.

Having suffered grievances on Purple Bamboo Island before, they finally found a chance to vent.

The five of them coordinated a kill, using the Five Elements Sword Formation specifically designed for them by Long Fei.

The five Earth Immortal Swords in their hands swept across, forming a dense web of swords, instantly killing more than ten people as soon as they hit the ground.

Their Core Formation Stage cultivation level was still of average power.

A group of women was truly formidable, all with cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul Realm.

The Sword Qi swept in all directions, a single sword drew up a hundred-meter-long Sword Qi, like a soft whip slicing the pirates in front into blood mist.

The pirates were all dumbfounded, not expecting to provoke such fearsome cultivators.

Such a level of sect was not something they could afford to offend.

Some, regardless of the raging waves, hurriedly jumped into the sea.

Before they could swim even a few steps, they were struck by Sword Qi from behind, bursting into a spray of blood in the sea.

Even Little Kirin secretly bypassed Lin Yingying and ran to the shore.

With a punch enveloped in flames, it smashed into the pirate in front, the heat of the punch instantly turning them to ash upon contact.

Over ten thousand pirates, in just a few breaths, were reduced to only a few hundred, all gathered around their leader.

The encirclement tightened, the beach densely covered with pirate corpses.

The leaders of various sects were on the verge of tears, expressions varied on their faces.

Hong Dahai shivered and cursed at Sunx Jianqing, "Sun, it’s all your fault for getting everyone into this disaster! Enjoying life at home, why provoke these gods of death for no reason!"

Tan Zhenbiao said grimly, "Stop the damn talking, the situation has happened, figuring out a way to escape is the priority."

Sunx Jianqing shouted, "Do not panic, before coming I already notified the higher-ups, reinforcements will arrive soon."

Hong Dahai yelled, "We still have to find a way to hold on until then!"

Chou Ying’s eyes were fixed on Little Kirin, coldly saying, "I have a way!"

His black wings shook behind him, a flash of black light in the air heading straight for Little Kirin.

With a sinister smile, he grasped his hook claw.

Little Kirin was guarded by four Poison Kings.

They dared not take action, looking down on these pirates, silently protecting Little Kirin.

Seeing Chou Ying’s attack, Little Kirin smirked, secretly instructing the four Poison Kings not to act.

A flame rose on his body.

As Chou Ying flashed past, he suddenly punched out, conjuring a Kirin Dharma Laksana above him, charging to the sky with a fierce roar.

The fierce blaze engulfed the sky, as Little Kirin’s fist enveloped Chou Ying within.

Chou Ying’s pupils shrunk, exclaiming in shock, "Kylin Bloodline?"

The temperature around his body skyrocketed, his flesh’s Essential Qi scattered in torrents, powerless under the Kirin Dharma Laksana’s devouring, a scream, then exploding into blood mist, evaporated into white mist by the flame. Read complete versıon only at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽

The pirate leaders trembled, not expecting even a child to be this formidable.

This little brat isn’t even 1.2 meters tall!

The Kun Feather Sect leader screamed hoarsely, "Big Brother!"

Holding long knives, they trembled and howled but dared not attack.

Sunx Jianqing, Hong Dahai, and Tan Zhenbiao were drenched in sweat, bodies trembling, faces full of hopelessness.

Long Fei, accompanied by Lin Yingying and a group of disciples, stepped out, coldly looking at them.

Sunx Jianqing tried to hold his fists in salute, saying, "May I ask which sect you belong to? We have some standing in the East Sea, with ties to Penglai, Yingzhou, and the Fangzhang Three Islands, and our sect has relations with Minzhou’s Great Wuyi Sect."

He tried to elevate their status, hoping to intimidate Long Fei and the others.

Long Fei coldly asked, "Is this your excuse for mindless killing?"

Sunx Jianqing’s face reddened as he struggled to clear himself, "They were my slaves, only because there was a restriction on this island. We feared their allegiance to the Demon Clan, so we took harsh measures. Now that the situation is clear, let’s end this here. We met unwittingly, if you claim this island, we will never set foot here again, what do you think?"

"Sure, as long as you can take one of my palms, I will let you go!"

The pirates didn’t expect Long Fei to agree so readily.

The villagers behind them, holding hoes, cried out with veins bulging, "Immortal, don’t let them go!"

"Immortal, avenge our brothers and sisters!"

"Immortal, don’t settle with the pirates!"

The villagers thought Long Fei was going to let the pirates go, each urgently shouting.

The disciples behind them stopped them, faces sneering at the pirates as if seeing a group of dead men.

The pirates, however, seemed to see a hope for survival, exchanging excited glances, imagining Long Fei feared their backing.

Sunx Jianqing shouted, "Very well, we accept your terms. But you must keep your word, if we take your palm, let us leave!"

Inwardly cold, he planned it out, thinking it was just a palm, they could let the followers around him block it.

As long as they survived, they would surely rise again.

Long Fei ignored him, raising his hand directly.

A massive handprint unfurled in the sky, spanning over ten meters, like a great mountain suspended in mid-air.

Hong Dahai shouted out, "Damn, what kind of handprint is this?"

Tan Zhenbiao cursed, "You, you’re deliberately denying us any path to survival!"

Sunx Jianqing’s eyes widened, who would have thought Long Fei could conjure such a colossal handprint.

The surging Earth Elemental Force, even a fool knew there was no survival beneath it!

He cried out hoarsely, "Daoist, everything can be discussed. If you are too ruthless, our sect definitely won’t spare you!"

"You go down and tell that to the villagers!"

Long Fei snorted lightly, pressing down his palm.

Mid-air rumbled, the space below the handprint suddenly trembled, rolling up a raging gale.

A group of pirates let out a cry, as if Mount Tai were pressing down, their body’s Essential Qi Barrier shattering loudly.

The handprint dropped a mere meter, and half of the pirates exploded into blood mist.

The immense pressure even frightened all the Yin Yang Sect disciples.

Little Kirin was exceedingly excited, secretly wondering when he could be cheap dad, wouldn’t he then dominate this world?