Chapter 1304: Deadly design

Lu Yun felt that the enemy he was facing was extremely cunning, because the **** flying weapon that struck him would still automatically track and turn!

Even for him, letting his flying sword chase and kill the enemy is an operation that consumes his spiritual energy very much. On weekdays, if it is not necessary, he would not choose such a coquettish attack method.

After all, for an imperial swordsman, manipulating his flying sword is a bit like a radio command guidance mode. The swordsman himself must predict the opponent's movement in advance, and then use his spiritual energy to control the flying sword to change the attack direction in advance.

Unfortunately, this command guidance mode is outdated for the guided weapons of the Ailan Hill Empire.

All missiles of the Ailan Hill Empire are already in self-guidance mode after launch, including high-precision infrared guidance mode and radar lock attack mode.

Air-to-air missiles launched from a long distance actually use expensive warheads in radar-guided mode. The radars on these warheads use the most sophisticated radar systems, which are expensive but very accurate.

They are enough to lock on human-sized air targets, and with ultra-fast reaction speeds, they can control missiles at several times the speed of sound to change their flight paths.

To be frank, the Ailan Hill Empire has always insisted on purchasing such expensive air-to-air missiles for the purpose of attacking single-person flying targets like magicians.

Therefore, once locked by this kind of missile, it is difficult to get rid of it again! In order to meet the designed attack accuracy requirements, this type of missile generally does not use collision fuzes, but radio proximity fuzes.

The warheads have also been carefully selected, using fragmented damage warheads-in order to detonate the missiles to create effective damage before the magician destroys these incoming missiles!

Yes, there is nothing wrong! These missiles are designed to "attack Vivian"! So when they attack the swordsman, their good performance makes people dumbfounded.

When the swordsman named Lu Yun wanted to accelerate his height to get rid of the missile attack, he was surprised to find that the terrifying weapon that was aimed at him also suddenly raised his head and turned to accelerate toward him. Come here.

Lu Yun was shocked, and quickly let the flying sword following his shoulder attack the attacking weapon, hoping to destroy the weapon and ensure his safety.

It's a pity that when his flying sword flew towards the closer and closer target, the terrifying target exploded by itself, and a huge fireball was formed at once, covering him and his flying sword together. .

Lu Yun felt his arm hit by something and fell to the cloud, his ears buzzed, and he felt his internal organs shifted and squeezed during the explosion.

He vomited a mouthful of blood, dyed his clothes red, and finally stabilized his falling figure, only to find that his flying sword, which had been nurtured for decades, had been damaged in the explosion.

Before he had time to be sad, he saw his half sleeves floating in the air currents in the sky. The explosion just now, the flying prefabricated fragments, severed his arm and turned him into a crippled man.

Regardless of being seriously injured, Lu Yun hurriedly dived down and flew away. He felt that flying in the sky in this way was a living target that could be slaughtered.

He stretched out his hand to cover his bleeding wound, and flew down through his teeth. On top of his head, there are also some swordsmen, evading those missiles in an embarrassing manner.

The entire battlefield seemed to be undergoing a tragic slaughter. The swordsmen had not even figured out who their enemy was, and they had fled in disarray.

In the past, such a powerful 300 masters would not be embarrassed in such a situation anyway. While cursing, they manipulated their flying swords to resist as much as possible the incoming missiles.

To be honest, they are already very tough, and many missiles have been cut down by flying swords before they hit the target. But some missiles hit the target, causing casualties to these swordsmen.

Finally, Lu Yun fell to the ground, staggered two steps, and finally stood firm. He raised his head and saw a lot of his colleagues who had already landed.

Some people, like him, landed quickly in order to avoid those fatal attacks, while others were hit by that attack and fell down.

Therefore, at this moment, some swordsmen were lying on the ground, their bodies being smashed to pieces, some were dealing with their wounds, some looking up at the sky, hoping to find a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Lu Yun tore off a piece of **** white sleeves and tied his broken arm tightly to prevent the blood from flowing out.

The blood sprinkled on the ground with a light blue light, and finally turned black and red, returning to normal dry blood.

"Who are they! Are they human?" A white-clothed swordsman still maintained full combat effectiveness. He fell by Lu Yun's side, looking at the sky and shouting bitterly: "We are fighting until now! I haven't seen a living person!"

They were faced with some very powerful puppets before, and then they were inexplicably attacked by huge explosions.

Until now, they were once again caught off guard, yet they still didn't even see the true face of the enemy.

Lu Yun also began to wonder whether this world was a puppet world, or a world controlled by a puppet!

Otherwise, how could the opponent be so powerful that after paying an unprecedented heavy price, the Heavenly Sword God Sect would never even see him once!

He took out a jade bottle from his arms, gritted his teeth and opened the cork on it, poured out the pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and a strong energy rushed into his body.

After stabilizing his injury, Lu Yun glanced at his broken arm, and the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed. He wants revenge, he wants to peel and cramp those **** who attack him one by one!

Just as he gritted his teeth with hatred, a somewhat mocking voice sounded not far behind them: "I said, do you think you will be fine if you fall?"

The surprised swordsmen bowed their heads and looked behind them. Not far behind them, a group of **** puppets in black robes and smiling masks were standing there with their long swords in their hands.

"It's just right!" The relatively intact swordsman beside Lu Yun shouted, and he rushed over with Feijian.

However, Lu Yun couldn't continue the high-intensity battle. He could only watch the battle that broke out in front of him, watching his senior brothers and disciples, and the vast number of enemies, fighting together.