Ling Xiao was in the sky, having already locked onto the ship on the sea below.
"Since you're here, why leave in such a hurry?"
He suddenly descended, rushing towards the ship at an incredible speed, seeming as if he was directly falling.
When he was less than five meters away from the ship, his speed suddenly slowed, and he landed on the deck smoothly, the entire process as fluid as flowing water, responding effortlessly.
"Ling Xiao!"
On the ship, there were twelve martial artists in total, including Old Kingsley among them.
Seeing Ling Xiao appear, each of their hearts skipped a beat, knowing that Tianhai Kuanɡ Chao had already been killed.
And they also knew they could definitely not leave easily.
They looked at Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao looked at them.
Although all these people were dressed differently, with the Tai Chi Eye, he could see through their outer garments and noticed that each of them had a strange tattoo on their bodies.
