Text] Chapter 388 I've made a break (middle)

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Chapter 388 Make a Break (Part 2)

The fierce battle in the cabin was in full swing, and on the deck, D'Addarian and Wuming also had a 'friendship'.

Wuming lives up to the title of staggering sword, and his shot is like a phantom in the dark night, mysterious and unpredictable. He shuttled through the heights, stepped over the beams, and jumped down to stab at the opportunity.

Dadarian was good at defending against attacks from all directions, but the attack from the top disrupted his rhythm and put him in a chaotic situation. . He was "provoked" by the pain, and his killing intent rose into the sky, creating a vague murderous aura.

"If you like high altitude so much, just don't come down." Dadarian pointed his sword to the sky, and a phantom of a beast condensed behind him. With another wave of the sword, the beast exhaled the sword breath and "shot" at Wuming.

Wuming stepped down and jumped off the beam, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.

The horizontal beam was swallowed by the sword energy, and the momentum of the sword energy did not diminish, hitting a "hole" in the dark sea. As if the sky had collapsed, a large amount of seawater fell from the hole, drenching the people on the boat, and the dark sea hurriedly closed to keep the seawater out.

Wuming snorted and stood firm on the other beam, like a standing black eagle.

"Your old ox pulling a cart doesn't work for me."

The destructive power of Beast Potianjun is amazing, but its speed is not as good as that of melee swordsmanship.

But this move was the strongest sword skill that Dadarian had created himself, and he couldn't bear the power of this move being underestimated by others.

"You have to pay for what you said." Dadarian swung two swords in a row, hitting two sword breaths, and his physical strength dropped sharply. These two strikes predicted the position of Wuming's dodging, but Wuming was still dodged by Wuming's fish-like movement.

Dadarian was exhausted, gasping for breath, and the beast behind him faded a lot.

Wuming hung upside down on the beam, like a black bat, he said: "As your physical strength decreases, your speed is getting slower and slower, and you have already shown signs of death. I will end your work soon. Life, you still have three seconds to meditate on the name of the Lord, praying for a happy attribution after death."

"Sorry, I'm an unbeliever." Dadarian restrained the beast shadow, rushed into the air with one step, and hung the sword on the side of his face.

The nameless body suddenly disappeared.

"The most unstoppable assassination technique, breaking the sixteen thorns"

Wuming appeared behind Dadarian, stabbed to the neck, Dadarian turned to resist, Wuming disappeared again, appeared under Dadarian again, stabbed the soles of his feet, Dadarian had nowhere to hide, "provocative" up The sword qi resisted, but the sole of the foot was still stabbed, and the blood was pouring.

This nameless move is designed to attack from the most unpredictable positions of the enemy, such as the back, under the armpit, the soles of the feet, and the top of the head.

Dadarian's defense was very difficult, and many "regular" defense routines could not be used, which made him feel powerless. The consequences of this are very terrifying. He has more and more wounds on his body, and barely avoids the attack to the vital point.

After the full sixteen moves, Wuming stepped back, Dadarian "inserted" the knife on the deck, knelt down on one knee, blood dripping all over his body.

A crack suddenly appeared on the deck, and the dissatisfied voice of the heart of the magic ship came out: "Hey, what's the matter with you kid? First broke my beam, and now stabbed me with a knife, are you? Are you fighting him, or are you fighting me? If you can't beat him, I can help you with my tentacles."

"Long-winded 'woman', shut up for me." Dadarian frowned and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"The 'female' person is always long-winded, really a man who doesn't understand the style, I hate you" The Heart of the Magic Ship closed the gap, and there was no sound.

Wuming stared coldly at Dadarian and walked step by step. Although there were many beasts and sailors who were fighting in "messy", no one dared to come and get in the way.

"Your tenacity is stronger than I thought. I thought I could kill you with sixteen thorns. However, although this move didn't kill you, it also made you half dead. In a serious injury situation like this, you're going to be slower."

The nameless two arms shook and threw out two black cloths with barbs.

"Let me reduce your speed by another ten percent and see how you can dodge my dagger."

Nightmare Coil

Wuming rushed out suddenly, shaking his arms, the two black cloths were like black snakes. Dadarian raised his body and slashed with his sword, but the material of the two pieces of cloth was very special and could not be cut. The black cloth bypassed Kohumaruta, and stuck to Dadarian's body. Wuming quickly circled three times and wrapped Dadarian with a black cloth.

Dadarian struggled hard, but the black cloth became more and more tangled, and the more and more tightly wrapped, he only had the right hand holding the knife to move, and the situation was in jeopardy.

The unknown general Heibu "handed over" the dagger in one hand and the dagger in the other, and said coldly, "It's over."

Dadarian was imprisoned by the black cloth, and the next blow would not be able to dodge, and he would definitely die. His blood-covered face sank in the shadows and slowly lifted it up, but there was no despair in his eyes, and he still maintained a high killing intent.

"You are fast, faster than me. Although I feel ashamed, I still have to admit it. Fortunately, I have a trick that can surpass your speed. Otherwise, I may really be recorded in your small book today. already."

"Compete with me, you are delusional." Wuming remained unmoved.

Dadarian smiled and laughed at himself: "He learned this trick casually at the beginning, which was a big blow to me, but after so long of comprehension, I have also learned this trick. Trick. Today, I will let you experience the sword skills of the tenth-order swordsman Artoris - the bird does not return."

After speaking, the Spirit Swordsman closed his eyes and cut off his five senses including vision and hearing.

"The bird doesn't return? I haven't heard of it." Wuming rushed over with a dagger at an unbelievably fast speed.

Although he couldn't see it, Dadarian felt the lightning strike.

"See" it, so it can be faster than the other party.

Dadarian shouted violently, and swung out the great sword in his hand. It looked like an ordinary sword, but it slashed at an unnamed vital point, and the wound stretched from the throat to the heart. The gushing blood quickly dyed the nameless black clothes red.

Wuming's eyes widened in disbelief.

Dadarian glanced at the dagger that hit the air sideways, and then looked back at Wuming: "The bird will never come back after it has flown. You will fly to **** with that bird."

The eyes of the nameless Chaos finally appeared bright, as if they had found their soul before they died. His power was taken away by the **** of death, and the dagger fell to the ground when his hand was released. His eyes turned red, his body began to get cold, and the past came to his mind, and he giggled bitterly: "It turns out that death is such a feeling, I used to let others experience death, and today I want to experience it myself. I thought I was going to win, but I ended up like this."

Dadarian did not dare to relax his vigilance, stared at the other party, and did not speak.

Wuming vomited a large mouthful of blood and took a few steps back, his voice weakened, and he looked up at the top of the pitch-black head, not seeing any light: "I saw myself in you, an empty self. , what is in this body? What am I chasing? Money? Fame? No, those things are easy for me to have, and I don't want them at all. Until now, I finally know what I want. "

Dadarian remained silent, and Wuming continued: "What I want is an end. A man who is tired of killing but can't break free from the shackles of the Empire has no end except death. Now, I can finally take a break. now." He looked back at Dadarian, "I'm called nameless, but I have a name, do you want to hear it?"

"Go ahead. Although I may not remember." Dadarian shrugged.

Wuming smiled, which was unique in his lifetime: "That's okay... By the way, by the way, I remind you that my dagger is poisonous."

"..." An angry pattern appeared on Dadarian's forehead, and he raised the knife, "I wanted to leave you a whole corpse, but now I regret it."

"Haha..." Wuming's laughter faded, and he fell to the ground, silent.

Dadarian was very impulsive, but he did things carefully. He was afraid of being anonymous and deceitful. He went up to make up a knife. After his nerves were relaxed, the pain on his body and the severe pain caused by the poisonous "medicine" suddenly intensified a lot. With a grin, he hurriedly took out a vial in his arms, bit off the stopper, and gulped it down.

It contains the well-known holy water in the pirate group - the blood of the leader.

"Tangke, your blood tastes really bad." Dadarian staggered to his feet and looked around. There was only one of the three who had attacked. He was being besieged by sailors and demon beasts, and the situation did not look optimistic. He rushed up, took care of the officer neatly, and then walked to the gangway to see Tangke's situation.

Dadarian heard the sound of Tangke's fighting, but he couldn't confirm which floor it was. He was now seriously injured and his hearing had decreased.

"Black Pearl, which floor is Tangke on?" Spirit asked angrily, kicking the wooden wall.

"I'll tell you the beautiful girl." A crack opened in the dark wall, and a playful voice came out.

"How beautiful are you~lightnovelpub.net~ Dadarian has no feelings for 'women', but his aesthetics have not collapsed.

"Uh...the beauty of the soul?"

"I'll go find him myself."

"Just call me a beautiful 'girl'. I'll tell you when you call me."

"I don't want to say things that go against my heart, it will be disgusting to death."

D'Addarian ignored the boyish entanglement of the Black Pearl, searched all the way, and reached the lowest deck, where he saw the fierce battle.

Both Tangke and Michael became **** men, one struck a sword, the other punched, and they fought hard, forming a storm that destroyed the surrounding wooden boards.

Dadarian changed his color slightly, and laughed, "You say that I fight like a lunatic all day long, don't you?" He held the knife intently, stepped forward and asked, "Tangke, do you want me to help you? ?"

Coincidentally, the two of them made a blow to each other and suddenly separated. Tangke spat out a mouthful of blood and said coldly, "Don't do superfluous things, the winner doesn't need help."