I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Naturally, the actions of the pirates could not be hidden from the people on the island. Anyway, no matter what they were doing, the changes of the pirates did not seem to be retreating.

But as long as they don't retreat and stay on the island, they are the enemy.

And there is one simplest strategy to deal with the enemy.

If the enemy wants to stay, you can drive him away, and if the enemy wants to leave, you can keep him. Anyway, everything doesn’t go his way.

These people are eating this bowl of rice and holding this money. Although they may not be able to really risk their lives, they dare not make a fool of themselves.

It will tarnish their reputation, make it difficult for them to find another job, and even affect their reputation.

Cultivators live a long life, and they value their reputation more than ordinary people.

Ordinary people can die and everything can disappear, but only for a hundred years, but people who are cultivators can't.

If they cultivate well, this reputation will last hundreds of years with them.

A good reputation is not easy to accumulate, but it is much easier to lose it.

Otherwise, why would they honestly come out to find a job?Just lose face and become a pirate.

After all, the job of pirates is real money.

So this scene appeared on Heizhu Island.

Here the pirate shouted.

"Brothers, find that little girl's position and follow me to make a fortune!"

"Roar!"

The monks on the island over there roared back not to be outdone.

"Friends, stop them!"

"Here!"

The two sides chased me and fled, and then got entangled and fought together.

Yang Zhao licked the salty rainwater dripping from his face, feeling that his brain was boiling, his eyes were boiling with anger, and his hands were full of ruthless moves.

Yang Zhao knew that today's battle would not be easy from the very beginning.

These pirates are just too slippery.

She was playing with these people just like an adult is to a child.

Although the pirates are the same as Yang Zhao, they all use low-level spells that are relatively common in the market.

But the two sides' understanding of spells and weapons is not on the same level.

If Yang Zhao could still overwhelm the soldiers of the Sujin clan with her own cultivation and magical weapons in Luyuan, then she would not have these advantages when facing these pirates on Heizhu Island.

The pirates practiced longer than Yang Zhao, used spells more flexibly than Yang Zhao, and their ability to fight people was not at the same level as Yang Zhao.

No matter how hard you practice yourself, if you don't fight with others, you won't make any progress.

To fight against people, what is needed is experience, and this experience not only requires

She watched helplessly, the pirate who was entangled by her still had the strength to destroy the buildings on the island, and these things would definitely be rebuilt after tonight.

Now they have a good time, leaving themselves a mess, and they can get angry no matter what they think.

"We have planted so many fields on our island. Now that the sea water rains, the seedlings in the fields will probably die!"

Thinking of this, Yang Zhao became more angry, and his moves became more ruthless.

Although Yang Zhao didn't talk to her about that land, she had reclaimed it little by little from the wasteland to the current state where it can be cultivated before her eyes.

The seedlings planted now are as high as the ankle, and the seedlings in the field these days are all fried and eaten by Yang Zhao, which greatly satisfies her appetite.

Now thinking that the vegetables are gone, and it will be difficult to grow them in the future, Yang Zhaoyi almost cried because of his grievances.

Even if it is seafood, eating people every day is unbearable.

Thinking of this, blood came to Yang Zhao's eyes, and his men worked harder.

However, she found out, and she didn't know if she was annoyed, that the pirate who was fighting with her began to give up the slippery delaying tactics, and chose to ignore her own head-on confrontation.

The pirate is a sea beast with fish gills. This sea beast looks like a fish but not a fish. It has four legs and is more than three meters tall. It can support such a large tonnage.

Yang Zhao had seen this thing in a dream, and she even knew where the deadliest part of this pirate was.

But it's useless to know, she can't hit, no matter how much her head knows, it's useless.

So Yang Zhao kept staring at those deadly places, but only picked one or two places to attack. He only dared to aim at the most deadly place, but didn't use his hands, thinking about how to make a cold blow.

But when the pirates gave up their slippery delaying tactics and chose to go head-to-head, Yang Zhao knew his chance had come.

She stacked Feng Lingzhu on top of each other, only protecting her front and rear torso, and twisted the dragon spear in her hand, intending to exchange injuries with the other party and kill the other party.

Yang Zhao dodges left and right to force the opponent's two moves, seizes the opportunity and rushes forward suddenly, facing the ice dragon that the opponent hits back, and pierces the opponent's throat with a spear head, and then suddenly sends spiritual power to attack the opponent's meridian, turning his hand The tip of the gun stirred vigorously.

I saw the two-meter-long animal-shaped pirate with eyes closed, trying to retreat, but he couldn't lift his strength at all; he wanted to use a spell, but the spiritual power in his body was like a punctured balloon, spraying out crazily.

"How the hell do you know..."

Before it finished speaking, it plopped and fell from the sky to the ground