"If we keep talking, people are going to die!" Li Qianxia waved her hand, and suddenly Xiao Wu felt an overwhelming force of wind hit him. By the time he opened his eyes again, he had already dropped from the Cloud Platform and was plummeting towards the ground.
Crackers giggled excitedly, sticking his head out from the Cloud Platform, eager to watch the commotion.
A girl named Qing Shui was in a life-and-death crisis at this moment.
With the great sword rotating on her shoulder and her back, or being kicked out by her legs, sweeping like a pinwheel, these sand pirates dared not to approach her.
Once Qing Shui closed the distance, she quickly killed them in a few swift moves.
While killing, Qing Shui kept one thing in mind, a sand pirate group of a hundred people definitely had a leader.
