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.
