Chapter Seventy-Five: Serious Injuries
When Luo Chen was caught in a duel with the lieutenant general, on the southern coast of Batlia Island. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Torrential rain poured, lightning and thunder thundered in the air.
Jason and his cat were running briskly towards a hidden forest.
The little lord squatted on Lu Jiu's shoulder, holding an umbrella for the latter.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a dull voice came, and even from a distance, the three of them could feel the trembling of the entire island, and their pupils couldn't help but shrink.
"This is, his trick. ”
Jason and the little master glanced at each other, and their faces became even more solemn.
In order to make it safer for them to leave, the guy did not hesitate to expose himself to the light and confront the enemy head-on.
"Let's go!"
With a low shout, they quickened their pace again.
Half an hour later, Lu Jiu looked strangely into the jungle ahead. This place is already a very remote location on the island of Batria, and almost no one comes here. However, at this moment, she actually saw it here.
A ship?!
She was even more curious about how it got ashore!
The ship is not large, but it is also twenty or thirty meters long, and its terrifying weight is difficult to get ashore once it is put into the sea. And here, Lu Jiu looked at the sea three hundred meters away, and was stunned again.
With nothing else around, it's arguably the most remote part of the island of Batria.
"Meow, meow!"
At this time, the little master began to urge Jason.
The latter looked at the Logan in front of him, took a deep breath, and then strode forward.
Lu Jiu looked at Jason blankly, not knowing what the other party was going to do.
But just three breaths later, a shocking picture came into her eyes.
"Hah!"
Jason exhaled, his hands slammed into the Rogan hull.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the huge Logan roared with a trembling roar, and then, as Jason gritted his teeth and shouted, he was picked up violently.
"Up!"
Oh my God! Lu Jiu had never seen such a powerful guy, relying on the strength of pure flesh, he actually picked up a boat!
"Crunch, crunch!"
In the next second, Jason took another deep breath, hugged the huge Logan, and walked around.
"Gone!"
Looking at Lu Jiu in a daze, he could even remind him.
Compared to the huge size of the Logan, Jason's burly figure also seemed very small at this moment. But it was this small body that had such great power, holding the Logan forward.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
With each step, Jason left a deep footprint on the ground.
Ten minutes later, the two of them and their cat came to the shore.
"Boom!"
Between lightning and thunder, Jason exhaled again and lowered the Logan into the ocean.
"Alright, let's get on the boat and get out of here right away!"
After doing all this, Jason said in a deep voice.
Lu Jiu couldn't help but glance at Jason in a daze, this big man, his strength was simply shocking.
"Come on, as soon as we get out of this area, the captain can get out of here as fast as he can. ”
Jason reminded.
Then, the two of them quickly uploaded, Jason took the helm, and in the face of the storm, they quickly sailed away from Batlia Island.
"Crackling"
Golden lightning brightens up half of the sky.
Thin raindrops slowly flowed down Luo Chen's cheeks.
On the deck of the warship, he and Vice Admiral Moya stared at each other. The eyes of both sides were extremely sharp, and after a few short contacts, they both realized each other's difficulty.
Suddenly, the lightning lit up again.
At this moment, Luo Chen's footsteps trembled and he moved forward again.
This time, he didn't use the sword drawing technique, nor did he use the Dugu Nine Sword again.
"Groan!"
The sound of the sword groaning was crisp, and Luo Chen's speed was as fast as a meteor, rushing towards Moya.
In Mo Ya's eyes, Luo Chen at this moment seemed to have turned into a swimming dragon, hovering and rushing into the sky, thundering and making his heart tremble.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?!"
Again, doubts appeared in Moya's eyes.
"Dada-da-da!"
A series of clear footsteps rang out, faster and faster, and finally joined together, like thunder.
In just an instant, Luo Chen's sword had already arrived in front of him.
"So fast!"
Moya's pupils contracted, and it was a sword that was faster than drawing a sword. But there is a completely different difference between the two, the knife drawing technique is the moment when the knife is drawn, and the speed is extremely fast.
But this sword is the speed of the other party.
His sword, his body, at this moment, it was as if it had turned into a streamer. Even, Mo Ya could no longer see Luo Chen's existence, but could only see the sword flying in the endless rain curtain.
Like, this sword!
Fly!
"Hundred Steps Flying Sword!"
A fierce light was released in the pupils, and in just an instant, the sword had appeared in front of Moya's eyes, and then quietly moved.
"Dang!"
Moya's heart trembled, and he almost slashed forward with his twin knives.
Blocked!
His mind relaxed, the speed of this sword was terrifying, and he couldn't see the offensive in the other party's eyes at all.
An offensive that is completely different from the sword drawing technique puts him at a disadvantage.
However, after a breath, Moya's pupils contracted, and her heart began to pound.
"What?!"
The sword that was blocked actually broke away from the palm of the opponent's hand in an instant.
"What the hell is going on?"
Mo Ya had never seen anyone dare to let go of the long sword when the two sides were fighting.
This is self-defeating!
His eyes narrowed, and he was about to attack again.
However, the long sword that confronted him with his two swords and was released was actually at this moment, as if it was controlled by another force, and the blade actually began to rotate.
It was incredibly fast, accompanied by the sound of a sword slicing through the rain curtain.
In an instant, it reached his neck.
Then, with such a quick stroke.
At the same moment, Luo Chen passed by him.
All this happened very quickly, like a white horse passing through a gap, between lightning and thunder, it was completed.
Touching his neck blankly, Moya saw a scarlet blood.
"I'm hurt!"
Suddenly, a huge anger surged in Moya's heart.
"Good, good!"
"Strong, really strong!"
At the same time, Luo Chen, who was back to back with Mo Ya, was holding a sword in his left hand and his eyes were heavy.
"Still not over?"
The two stood back to back, and at this moment, let the rain curtain pour, but they didn't turn around to confront.
"Whew, whew!"
Moya could be heard panting violently, and the effect of the iron block was not invincible, even if he used it at the last moment.
But it can't be changed, the neck is still the most vulnerable part of the body, he is still injured, and he is still seriously injured!
He could even feel the heart-rending pain of every breath he had, and he could feel the passage of his life force.
However, he still did not give up this battle.
He is still standing, as long as he stands, he is not defeated!
"Luo Chen!"
With a loud roar, Mo Ya turned around violently, brandished his twin knives, and attacked again.