Chapter 126: Disaster is approaching and it’s hard to escape with wings
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Wang Gu Tian Ji
Behind the screaming pirate, Anichi held the hilt of the knife. With a cold gaze, he twisted his hand and crushed the opponent's heart. He immediately retreated to a safe place to look for the next opportunity.
Bartley kicked off his feet and immediately rushed towards the assassin who dared to attack him, but a long knife suddenly stabbed him from behind. He was halfway in front of him, and it was also the most uncomfortable moment when he couldn't use his strength.
Bartlet was shocked. The long knife stabbed him in the back in the blink of an eye, leaving him little time and even less space to dodge.
"Buzz!"
A dark aura of armed domineering immediately covered his palm, and then he tried his best to grab the long knife that was close at hand behind him.
"scoff~"
"Crack!"
The long knife was accurately caught, but at the moment when he showed a hint of relief, a huge force that he could not match came from the long knife, and his fingers were blown away almost instantly. Then, with a stroke of the long knife, several fingers flew up in all directions. .
Green raised his eyebrows and cut off the opponent's fingers without stopping, then slashed diagonally with his sword.
Bartlet endured the excruciating pain, finally landed on his feet, turned his body violently, and used the arm guards on his arms to block.
After the armored domineering force was crushed just now, he knew that his level of armored color could not be compared with that of the killer behind him, and if he tried to block it with his hands, he would have to lose a few fingers.
"clang!"
The long knife struck the arm guard. Although the color of the weapon was not as good as Green's, his arm guard was of good quality. At least it was not cut off, but only left a deep slash mark.
Green's body flashed and he was behind Bartley again, his fingers pointing out like lightning.
"Fingergun and Bayonet!"
"laugh!"
A dark trajectory went straight to Bartlet's back. If he was hit, it would be the same as being hit by a real bayonet. There would be no other end than death.
Bartlet did not expect that the killer who attacked him was not only extremely powerful, but also had extraordinary speed.
If it weren't for the faint sound of wind behind him, he wouldn't have been able to detect Green's attack trajectory.
At this time, he faced the lightning-fast strike without thinking, lowered his head and rolled over. Due to the excessive strength, he hit the ground with a bang, and his head was immediately bruised and bloody.
Although he failed, he also managed to avoid the thrilling blow.
Green was a little surprised. The guy in front of him was so slippery, and he actually dodged several of his attacks.
Without thinking much, his figure flashed in the shadows of the surrounding corners and disappeared completely.
But Bartlet felt the pressure increase instantly. An invisible killer was much more of a threat than a visible killer.
From the other side, another scream came. A pirate's head was missing and he was beheaded by a killer hiding in the dark.
At this time, all the pirates were in panic. There seemed to be countless monsters in the surrounding darkness, and they would devour their lives if they were not careful.
The fifteen killers are elusive, hiding in every available place, and sneaking in the darkness. They will come out and slash at the right time. Often, with just one slash, a pirate will die tragically.
Green didn't teach the assassination team much, but he always instilled in them the idea that if you can kill the enemy with one blow, don't wait until the next one, because you may not have the chance to strike again.
Bartlet was on full alert, guarding against the killer who would attack from nowhere, so much so that he didn't even care about the life or death of his own men.
He has a feeling that as long as he relaxes for a moment, he will face a fierce attack from the enemy. Every attack from the enemy is aimed at his fatal place. He believes that as long as the opponent succeeds once, his life will most likely be lost. Here it is.
"laugh!"
A flash of cold light reached the back of his head, and the sharp thorns on it made his hair stand on end.
The Hanmang's aura was restrained, and it didn't even make too much noise during flight. If it weren't for the sharpness above, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.
"Ah ah!!"
Bartley yelled and lowered his head suddenly, but felt a chill on his head, followed by severe pain and slippery liquid flowing down his forehead.
He ran forward a few steps in embarrassment, but found that no one was chasing him. He immediately reached out and wiped the blood flowing into his eyes, blinking as hard as he could to prevent the enemy from attacking again.
"Damn it! When did the Navy have such a perverted killer?"
Bartley cursed, tore off a piece of clothing and tightly wrapped the palm with the broken finger. While stopping the bleeding, he also tied the arm guard to the injured hand.
Blood continued to seep out from the severed finger, and the color began to become much lighter. If you look carefully, it already has a hint of pink.
Green had already coated the arrow with poison. It was not the poison he got from Magellan, but the poison he bought last time, but there was only a little left, just enough to apply some more on the blade. Fortunately, it worked.
Green stared at the blood dripping from the opponent's fingers and waited secretly.
Bartlet's strength is not too strong, but if he can easily kill the opponent, he doesn't need to forcefully assassinate him.
"Ok?"
Bartlet's body suddenly swayed. He hurriedly took a step to stand still, shook his head that had become dizzy, and said with horror on his face: "No, it's poisonous!"
Green's figure flashed and appeared behind the opponent. He lowered his body and stabbed upward with a knife.
The long knife covered in armed colors was like lightning, and when Bartley shook his head, it was thrust out from the neck into the throat with a 'pop' sound.
Bartlet's expression suddenly froze, and his throat made a sound of "ho ho". He stretched out his hand to grab his throat in vain, and his eyes seemed to pop out of his sockets.
Green's face was expressionless, he pulled back his arm to pull out the long knife, and then quickly retreated.
"captain!!!"
"The captain was killed!"
"Everyone, run! The captain has been killed. If we don't run, it will be over..."
The pirates were panic-stricken and fled.
However, the space in the house is limited, and the exits only have narrow doors and windows.
They couldn't care less about anything else at this time and squeezed out through the doors and windows as hard as they could, not letting anyone in.
This is a moment of life and death. Who would care about others? They all want others to run slower than themselves so that they can buy themselves time to escape.
"Go to hell!"
A pirate had a ferocious face, and he had already leaned out of the window. He turned to look at a pirate who was also squeezing over and viciously kicked his companion back into the house.
The pirate who was kicked back looked in disbelief. He didn't believe that his best friend actually kicked him back into the dangerous house in order to escape for his life.
With a 'Pfft' sound, a killer swung his knife behind the flying pirate, and a human head rolled to the ground, blood spraying out.
The pirate who had already climbed out of the window was only glad when he saw this scene. He was glad that his former good friend blocked the knife for him, and he was glad that he ran out.
The two pirates who had the same idea as him were squeezing out from the door, but at this moment, the light of the sword suddenly appeared, like several moon wheels suddenly lighting up in the darkness, drawing a sad arc, straight from Several pirates were beheaded.
Bartley kicked off his feet and immediately rushed towards the assassin who dared to attack him, but a long knife suddenly stabbed him from behind. He was halfway in front of him, and it was also the most uncomfortable moment when he couldn't use his strength.
Bartlet was shocked. The long knife stabbed him in the back in the blink of an eye, leaving him little time and even less space to dodge.
"Buzz!"
A dark aura of armed domineering immediately covered his palm, and then he tried his best to grab the long knife that was close at hand behind him.
"scoff~"
"Crack!"
The long knife was accurately caught, but at the moment when he showed a hint of relief, a huge force that he could not match came from the long knife, and his fingers were blown away almost instantly. Then, with a stroke of the long knife, several fingers flew up in all directions. .
Green raised his eyebrows and cut off the opponent's fingers without stopping, then slashed diagonally with his sword.
Bartlet endured the excruciating pain, finally landed on his feet, turned his body violently, and used the arm guards on his arms to block.
After the armored domineering force was crushed just now, he knew that his level of armored color could not be compared with that of the killer behind him, and if he tried to block it with his hands, he would have to lose a few fingers.
"clang!"
The long knife struck the arm guard. Although the color of the weapon was not as good as Green's, his arm guard was of good quality. At least it was not cut off, but only left a deep slash mark.
Green's body flashed and he was behind Bartley again, his fingers pointing out like lightning.
"Fingergun and Bayonet!"
"laugh!"
A dark trajectory went straight to Bartlet's back. If he was hit, it would be the same as being hit by a real bayonet. There would be no other end than death.
Bartlet did not expect that the killer who attacked him was not only extremely powerful, but also had extraordinary speed.
If it weren't for the faint sound of wind behind him, he wouldn't have been able to detect Green's attack trajectory.
At this time, he faced the lightning-fast strike without thinking, lowered his head and rolled over. Due to the excessive strength, he hit the ground with a bang, and his head was immediately bruised and bloody.
Although he failed, he also managed to avoid the thrilling blow.
Green was a little surprised. The guy in front of him was so slippery, and he actually dodged several of his attacks.
Without thinking much, his figure flashed in the shadows of the surrounding corners and disappeared completely.
But Bartlet felt the pressure increase instantly. An invisible killer was much more of a threat than a visible killer.
From the other side, another scream came. A pirate's head was missing and he was beheaded by a killer hiding in the dark.
At this time, all the pirates were in panic. There seemed to be countless monsters in the surrounding darkness, and they would devour their lives if they were not careful.
The fifteen killers are elusive, hiding in every available place, and sneaking in the darkness. They will come out and slash at the right time. Often, with just one slash, a pirate will die tragically.
Green didn't teach the assassination team much, but he always instilled in them the idea that if you can kill the enemy with one blow, don't wait until the next one, because you may not have the chance to strike again.
Bartlet was on full alert, guarding against the killer who would attack from nowhere, so much so that he didn't even care about the life or death of his own men.
He has a feeling that as long as he relaxes for a moment, he will face a fierce attack from the enemy. Every attack from the enemy is aimed at his fatal place. He believes that as long as the opponent succeeds once, his life will most likely be lost. Here it is.
"laugh!"
A flash of cold light reached the back of his head, and the sharp thorns on it made his hair stand on end.
The Hanmang's aura was restrained, and it didn't even make too much noise during flight. If it weren't for the sharpness above, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.
"Ah ah!!"
Bartley yelled and lowered his head suddenly, but felt a chill on his head, followed by severe pain and slippery liquid flowing down his forehead.
He ran forward a few steps in embarrassment, but found that no one was chasing him. He immediately reached out and wiped the blood flowing into his eyes, blinking as hard as he could to prevent the enemy from attacking again.
"Damn it! When did the Navy have such a perverted killer?"
Bartley cursed, tore off a piece of clothing and tightly wrapped the palm with the broken finger. While stopping the bleeding, he also tied the arm guard to the injured hand.
Blood continued to seep out from the severed finger, and the color began to become much lighter. If you look carefully, it already has a hint of pink.
Green had already coated the arrow with poison. It was not the poison he got from Magellan, but the poison he bought last time, but there was only a little left, just enough to apply some more on the blade. Fortunately, it worked.
Green stared at the blood dripping from the opponent's fingers and waited secretly.
Bartlet's strength is not too strong, but if he can easily kill the opponent, he doesn't need to forcefully assassinate him.
"Ok?"
Bartlet's body suddenly swayed. He hurriedly took a step to stand still, shook his head that had become dizzy, and said with horror on his face: "No, it's poisonous!"
Green's figure flashed and appeared behind the opponent. He lowered his body and stabbed upward with a knife.
The long knife covered in armed colors was like lightning, and when Bartley shook his head, it was thrust out from the neck into the throat with a 'pop' sound.
Bartlet's expression suddenly froze, and his throat made a sound of "ho ho". He stretched out his hand to grab his throat in vain, and his eyes seemed to pop out of his sockets.
Green's face was expressionless, he pulled back his arm to pull out the long knife, and then quickly retreated.
"captain!!!"
"The captain was killed!"
"Everyone, run! The captain has been killed. If we don't run, it will be over..."
The pirates were panic-stricken and fled.
However, the space in the house is limited, and the exits only have narrow doors and windows.
They couldn't care less about anything else at this time and squeezed out through the doors and windows as hard as they could, not letting anyone in.
This is a moment of life and death. Who would care about others? They all want others to run slower than themselves so that they can buy themselves time to escape.
"Go to hell!"
A pirate had a ferocious face, and he had already leaned out of the window. He turned to look at a pirate who was also squeezing over and viciously kicked his companion back into the house.
The pirate who was kicked back looked in disbelief. He didn't believe that his best friend actually kicked him back into the dangerous house in order to escape for his life.
With a 'Pfft' sound, a killer swung his knife behind the flying pirate, and a human head rolled to the ground, blood spraying out.
The pirate who had already climbed out of the window was only glad when he saw this scene. He was glad that his former good friend blocked the knife for him, and he was glad that he ran out.
The two pirates who had the same idea as him were squeezing out from the door, but at this moment, the light of the sword suddenly appeared, like several moon wheels suddenly lighting up in the darkness, drawing a sad arc, straight from Several pirates were beheaded.
