Chapter 1483 Understanding the Sword Technique

"Stop her quickly!"

The imperial officials who called for help had no way to retreat. They originally planned to move the box to avoid damage, but after a little thought, they blocked the box in front of them without hesitation. Perhaps they made a choice between their own lives and other people's belongings.

The rapid stream of light suddenly stopped in front of the box, revealing a rusty straight knife.

The formation engraved on the mysterious box was activated by the attack, and a semicircular umbrella-shaped shield appeared three feet away in the direction of the knife tip. The edge was thin and the middle was rich, and the luster flowed to resist the penetration of the straight knife.

The straight knife trembled and buzzed, the tip of the knife was in a stalemate with the semicircular shield, and the formation's luster flickered brightly and darkly.

Feng Ying suddenly closed her hands and pointed forward, leaning forward and pushing forward with difficulty.

The rusty straight knives fired simultaneously.

Crunch!

The lustrous shield was dented, and there were a few cracks in the shrill friction sound. The young man who was fighting with the small stone immediately noticed the abnormality. When he turned around, he was so angry that he almost set fire to the human dynasty monks present.

"Incompetent! Waste! A bunch of waste!"

The monks who received the scolding ignored their comrades who had lost their vitality and attacked Feng Ying and the knife they were holding in a stalemate.

It was difficult to break through the protection of the box in a short time. The straight knife had no choice but to give up and flexibly circled back to Feng Ying's hand. Feng Ying still used various knife skills uncontrollably to fight against the enemy again, forcing the official holding the box to have to Backing up again and again.

In the distant sky, people jumped from several other ships and flew towards this direction quickly.

At the edge of the deck, with her back against the side of the ship, Yu shrugged. She jumped onto the side of the ship with her hands behind her back and sat down. She opened her water bag and drank water to watch the excitement. So far, she was just like Feng Ying, but now she realized that she was not chasing Huang Mao. It's the box that's to blame.

On the broken steps, Old Huixian frowned. Just when cracks appeared in the shield of the box, he vaguely noticed a strange and ominous aura, and concluded that it was definitely not a good thing.

"Go and save the female benefactor."

Without saying a word, the snake demon boy drew his sword. Before he could reach him, the light of the sword blocked the monks' sneak attack on Feng Ying.

The explosion accelerated, holding the knife with both hands and slashing it hard.

Several weapons and magic weapons collapsed, and people were severely injured and vomited blood and flew backwards.

They calmed down the imperial monks who had the numerical advantage in twos and twos, glanced at Feng Ying, turned around, and stepped hard on the sloping deck, causing splinters of wood to fly towards the officials in official uniforms.

The officials had already run away when the snake demon boy took action, and fled towards the edge of the ship. Outside the ship, there were several monks from the imperial dynasty who had just flown in.

Getting closer, getting closer, the officer could even see the facial expressions of his colleagues clearly.

Suddenly, I found that the happy expressions just now gradually turned into panic. They were looking behind me...

This official of the imperial dynasty was considered a veteran, and he was very clever. He did not choose to run away or fight with him, but directly threw the box in his hand. However, the opponent moved very quickly. When he threw it, the opponent was reaching out to touch it. Box.

The collision with the snake demon boy's hand triggered the shield, and the violent impact caused the box to fly in another direction.

The snake demon boy frowned. He didn't want to kill anyone, but he didn't know that the other party wouldn't cooperate at all. He grabbed the official's shoulder and threw it towards the group of monks who came to support him with a cold face, then turned around and chased the box.

Perhaps after receiving the order to die, the weak monks tried their best to stop the snake demon boy, and several others fought for it.

Yulisuo, who was watching the excitement in the corner, took out his bow and arrow.

Nocking an arrow, drawing the long bow, the box with the tip of the arrow tumbling in the air.

The bow string banged.

She hit the arrows again and fired rapidly. She didn't notice that her eyes were extremely long when she was shooting. Her eyes captured the trajectories of the monks and magic weapons, and then quickly calculated the gaps. The long arrows accurately passed through the chaos. The first An arrow hits and triggers the box's shield.

The arrow misses and collides with the shield, changing the direction of the box.

The second arrow once again corrected its falling direction through impact, and everything was accurately calculated, followed by the third and fourth arrows.

In this way, the box bounced several times in the air, miraculously evading the snatching of several monks.

A certain monk stretched out his hand and was about to catch it. Unexpectedly, the box popped open and almost passed by his fingertips.

"Eiko! I leave it to you!"

After releasing the arrow, he turned around and ran away. Afraid of being retaliated by the angry monks, he jumped behind the kind-faced old monk and glared at the fat bug.

at the same time.

The old man in golden clothes who was fighting with Long Face had an ugly face. He tried to pass by Long Face several times in just a short moment, but was blocked by Long Face and could not intervene. He had no choice but to compromise and discuss with Long Face. The strong men communicated with each other through spiritual consciousness and completed several conversations in an instant. .

"As long as you don't get involved in this matter, our clan will give you a lot of benefits. You can choose skills, secrets, treasures, and pills. It can give you a more noble status, and there will be powerful people preaching the truth."

"Not interested in."

"Why? Our clan is extremely noble and powerful. Don't you have a higher pursuit?"

The old man in Jinyi couldn't understand.

Long Face shook his head.

"Pursue? I have done it before. At that time, I was so passionate that I moved forward bravely. Alas, I almost gave up my heart when I found out that I was wrong. Fortunately, I met a teacher and found hope again. I also met a more noble ancient bloodline, and I was even almost beaten by her. Death, of course, now that I’m on her side.”

After speaking, he glanced at Tianzhu Peak under the night sky with a respectful expression.

The old man in Jinyi had no idea what Chang Lian was talking about and was dissatisfied with his refusal to solicit.

"Hmph, I hope you can remember what you said today in the future."

There was no hope of persuasion, so we could only call for help quickly.

on deck.

Feng Ying looked at the box that jumped over and raised the sharp blade with both hands, and rushed forward to slash uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the surrounding scene changed. The huge broken ship and the rain disappeared. What I saw was a battlefield dimmed by the sun and moon. Soldiers with armor and stomachs, huge metal mecha puppets, human and demon soldiers fighting against the demons. , crazy killing, a meat grinder-like battlefield with endless sight, the participants are like ants on the vast battlefield...

The metal warship in the sky collided with the exaggerated and weird demon warship. The debris was like rain, and the flames lit up the sky. The ground that was bombarded by spells into yellow sand flowed into a river of blood, and a mixture of red or black blood flowed...

Feng Ying inexplicably knew that before her eyes was the battlefield between the heavenly army and the demons.

It's a fragment of what happened.

The owner of the perspective was slashing with a knife just like him. In front of him was a demon wearing crude armor.

Unknowingly, he entered a mysterious state and understood the will and sword skills of the owner of the perspective at this time. It was even difficult to bear the terrifying ferocious and brutal will. He raised the knife and dropped it, and half of the body of the demon wearing a rough skull helmet was cut off.

The scene in front of him flashed back to reality, the box was right in front of him and the magic circle was activated.

Suddenly, everyone present noticed that Feng Ying's momentum had changed.

The blade fell quickly. Maybe the protective array of the box was too consumed in the previous battle, or maybe Feng Ying understood some kind of sword art conception. The previously unbreakable shield flashed at an extremely high frequency and then collapsed, and the blade cut into the box.

The broken ship was silent.

Old Huixian's eyes were kind and gentle, the wine bug on his shoulder raised his head, the rain behind him peeked out from the side, and the itchy yellow-haired mink stretched its neck to peek in the distance.

No one noticed that the moon was obscured by black clouds at some point...