Traveling through the world's first

There was no way. Although his side was not weak in strength, he would definitely be the one to suffer the loss if a fight broke out.

Because as soon as the pirates fired the rockets, his cargo would be destroyed.

He couldn't afford the compensation even if he killed all the pirates, so he would rather spend money to settle the matter.

The leader of the Jiaolong Gang is the sturdy man in front of you, named Ichiro Yamamoto, and he is in the late stage of enlightenment.

In addition to him, there is another person who is in the late stage of entering the room and is the second in command.

There are two of them in the late stage of entry and three in the middle stage of entry, making a total of five people in the entry realm.

The remaining thirty or so people are all at the Dengtang realm.

Some were still on their own ships, drawing bows and arrows in their hands, while some followed Yamamoto and stood on the deck of the Yangzhou.

On Murakami Haruki's side, there are only three martial artists at the entry-level stage, and the rest are at the hall level, numbering only more than twenty people.

The two sides confronted each other on the deck and a war was about to break out.

"Hey, Murakami, you did pay, but that was the toll for the five cargo ships behind you. You didn't pay for this merchant ship."

Ichiro Yamamoto chuckled, but even though he was smiling, the scar on his face was twitching, looking extremely hideous.

"what do you want?!"

Haruki Murakami's face was as gloomy as water, but in order to calm the situation down, he had to spend money to avoid disaster.

"Well, Murakami, we won't make things difficult for you. Give us another hundred taels and we'll leave. Otherwise..."

Ichiro Yamamoto waved his hand, and the Japanese pirates standing on the small boat behind him lit the cotton on the arrows.

"How about otherwise?"

At this time, Wang Hao's voice appeared, loud and extremely cold.

"Young Master." Haruki Murakami hurried over to greet him.

"who are you?"

Ichiro Yamamoto looked at Wang Hao who walked out of the room and asked.

He doesn't even take a young man seriously.

"Who am I? The dead don't deserve to know my name." Wang Hao said, and brought Murakami Haruki to the deck.

"You little kid, have you been weaned? How dare you say such outrageous things?"

Ichiro Yamamoto showed his big yellow teeth with a look of contempt.

"Don't think that the guards around you can protect you. Take a good look and understand the situation. On the sea, we are the overlords...Ah!!!"

Before Ichiro Yamamoto could finish his words, Wang Hao waved his hand and slapped him away.

"Oh!"

Ichiro Yamamoto fell on the deck, bumping into several of his companions.

Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth and he looked shocked. What kind of strength was this!

Although Ichiro Yamamoto is a rough guy and the leader of the pirates, he is still sensitive to the strong.

"Boss, are you okay?"

One of the Japanese pirates who was knocked away by him, regardless of himself, quickly stood up and helped Yamamoto Ichiro up.

"It's okay." Ichiro Yamamoto shook his dizzy head and said softly.

"You little bastard, you actually hurt our boss. Are you tired of living?" The skinny Japanese pirate pointed at Wang Hao and shouted.

"Why are you barking like a dog?" Ichiro Yamamoto kicked the skinny Japanese pirate away.

Then, regardless of the injuries on his body, he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize the great man and offended you, sir. You are so magnanimous that you treated me like a fart."

Wang Hao did not reply, but turned to Murakami Haruki and the others and said, "All of you go back to the cabin, don't come out, don't look at the deck, understand?"

Looking at Wang Hao's terrifying eyes, Murakami Haruki and the two top martial artists beside him nodded.

"Yes, Master." Murakami Haruki turned to the others and said, "Let's go quickly. Leave this to Master. No one is allowed to peek! Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!"

After hearing what Haruki Murakami said, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

"You know, I just woke up and I'm in a bad mood. Also, the thing I hate most in my life is the Japanese pirates, so you all go to hell."

Wang Hao walked forward step by step, with a colder light in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Ichiro Yamamoto secretly became angry. He guessed that Wang Hao was at most in the middle to late stage of Hua Jin, and with so many of them, it was impossible for them to surrender.

As a pirate who kills without blinking an eye, he still has some character. Even if he dies, he will bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy.

"Brothers, go ahead! Kill this pretty boy and you'll be rewarded twenty taels of silver!"

When the Japanese pirates on the deck heard this, they drew their samurai swords and rushed towards Wang Hao.

Yamamoto and the other four warriors who entered the room did not move.

Because they know that Wang Hao is not easy to mess with.

The Japanese pirates shooting arrows on the surrounding small boats drew their bows and arrows and shot at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao waved his hand, and a gust of air rushed towards them. The arrows with flames instantly turned back and pierced the bodies of the Japanese pirates.

Wang Hao's move shocked them all.

However, the Japanese pirates on the deck did not retreat. Instead, they surrounded Wang Hao under the organization of Yamamoto Ichiro and were ready to fight to the death.

"Surround him! Attack together!"

"Gate める!"

Wang Hao looked at the group of Japanese pirates with an indifferent expression and just stretched out a hand.

In an instant, all the dozen or so Japanese pirates on the deck were disabled, including the five who had reached the entry level.

"The great method of absorbing energy!"

In five seconds, all the dozen people turned into mummies.

Then Wang Hao waved again.

More than a dozen mummies were thrown onto the sea, and then with a single hand, they turned into fireworks.

Buried at sea.

Wang Hao's face was rosy and he was intoxicated. The dozen or so internal forces and blood replenished him greatly.

His Grandmaster cultivation became more and more solid, but he still hadn't reached the top.

That’s right, after he reached the Grandmaster level, he didn’t know what to do next.

Grandmaster is also at the Grandmaster level.

It is not a realm, but just a name for the super powerful people in the Grandmaster realm.

Therefore, Wang Hao felt that the Grandmaster realm was not easy.

According to the previous three realms, Wang Hao would have reached perfection long ago after absorbing the internal energy of so many warriors.

But now, Wang Hao doesn’t feel like he has advanced at all.

"Okay, come out."

After saying that, Wang Hao came to the edge of the deck, leaned on the railing, and felt the sea breeze.

I was thinking, what is above the Grandmaster?

......

The ship sailed on the sea for three days and four nights, and finally arrived in the Central Plains on the morning of the fourth day.

Yangzhou City.

Wang Hao's hands were held by Qin Xinzhihua, and behind him were ten guards and Li Bai.

Li Bai has reached the initial stage of Hua Jin.

This morning, he picked up Wang Hao at the port, and then the group took a carriage to Yangzhou City.

When they arrived in Yangzhou City, Wang Hao did not take the carriage again, but got off and walked with them on the bustling streets.

"Oh, it's been a year, and I'm finally back!" Wang Hao said with emotion.

"Yes, young master, the master misses you every day at home." Li Bai replied from the side.

"Haha, don't worry, I won't leave this time when I come back. At least I won't leave for five years."

Wang Hao paused and said, "Little Li, your cultivation is pretty good, you're at the initial stage of Hua Jin."

"Thanks to the young master."

Little Leo bowed and said with a respectful look on his face.

"Yes, when I return, I will open my Sutra Library to you. Work hard and I will give you three years to reach the peak of the Transformation Realm. I will also provide you with elixirs in unlimited quantities."

Wang Hao looked serious, without the slightest intention of joking.

Li Bai looked at Wang Hao's expression and tone, and he replied: "Yes, Master, I will definitely not let you down!"

He felt that his young master's aura seemed even more terrifying than last year.