Chapter 327 (2/2)
”Who?”
The white shirt immediately became alert. He didn't remember the voice of someone on the boat. Moreover, from the content of this sentence
”Be careful, Gong Mo Jiao!”
He consciously his own action and reaction has been very fast, but unfortunately, the other side's speed is obviously faster than him on three points! Just talking time, I see a flash of black shadow in the remaining light, followed by the scream of two people!
”Ah
”Er --!”
”Who?”
”Quick, do a good defense, how many people are there on the other side?”
In the crowd, two of them had fallen down. On their chest and abdomen, a long wound was directly across their upper body! All of a sudden, the deck was bright red!
And the most terrible thing is that they don't even know who they are, how many people they are and what they look like!
In the crowd, the white shirt was obviously the most powerful. In fact, it was also the strongest. At this time, he stood in the front, staring around the fishing boat. He had already taken out a long stick from nowhere.
”Gongmo cult Come on, you bastards The white shirt murmured to himself, and his eyes kept turning. He almost swept every corner within his reach, but he could not see the figure of the man at all.
Is there only one person? It must be a captain.
He thought so, and his eyes turned to the right at this time, but at this time, a gust of wind suddenly came from his left!
”Huh?”
To tell you the truth, the strength of this white shirt is not bad, and the reaction is not weak, but for this kind of Assassin type character, it is not enough to see!
The white shirt only had time to push a stick towards the position he had predicted. Then he felt a weapon like a sword hit his stick. The next moment, he felt a figure flying by, driving a sharp wind, and it hurt his face as if he wanted to get to the bone!
It's over!
This is the only thought in white shirt's heart.
With this confrontation, he will know the gap between the enemy and ourselves!
No wonder the other party dares to let him come alone! This kind of strength, even if it is a direct confrontation, how many rounds can I carry down?
White shirt closed his eyes, behind him, a scream came one after another, followed by the sudden appearance of the thick smell of blood in the air!
A fishing boat turns into a Torah in an instant!
Night, a quiet night, on the calm sea, the nearest person here is several kilometers, or in the sea. No one can see this scene. The salty sea breeze will blow away all the blood smell, and the deep sea bottom can hide them, even people and ships.
Here, it's a rare killing place!
But the man didn't
The ship is still that ship, but the whole ship's hull is full of ravines. On the ship's side and deck, you can see smooth cuts everywhere!
Not only that, there are countless corpses on this nearly subversive wreck
”Well Cough - bah
On the deck, the white shirt had lost its calm and elegant demeanor, and fell on the dirty deck. The clothes were wrinkled and stained with a lot of dust and blood. The right arm and right leg were twisted in a strange arc, and it was obvious that they had been broken!
In front of him, as if out of thin air, in the breeze, a tall and thin man stood there.
He is 1.8 meters tall and wears a military green robe. He wears a hood on his head and a metal mask on his face. It covers the part below the bridge of his nose and only shows his eyes like a poisonous snake.
In his hands, he held a silver moon cutlass. The blade was shining with blood.
Just now, it was with this pair of blades that he took the lives of more than ten people in the boat, and broke the right arm and leg of the white shirt with the handle of the knife.
”If you want to kill or cut, do it! Want to torture me? No way The white shirt lay on the ground, almost exhausted, and said with his last strength.
”Come on, I know that self explosion can still be achieved with the mana in your body, but I still hope you can calm down. After all, it took me some effort to control my hand and didn't chop you to death. What's more, I left you with smooth hands and legs so that you can get up.”
The man said, his voice like the echo from the ice cellar, deep and cold.”I've spent so much time just to save your life, go back alive, tell those people what you've experienced, what happened here, and let them know what it's like to be an enemy of Gongmo sect!”
The man lowered himself and touched his cheek with the knife in his hand: ”don't forget my name, tell them that I am under the five elders, general Ji blade!”