By beating Achahn wildly, Xu Yichen felt that all the pressure he had put on in the recent period had been released.

Achahn is very powerful, so strong that the demon hunter doesn't dare to stop his fighting combos, and the devastating power between the opponent's gestures makes Xu Yichen very sure that once he loses the opportunity and is seized by the other party, he will probably never have a chance to turn the tables again.

The enemy in front of him is indeed constantly improving in battle, and many times he can resist one or two moves of himself, but Xu Yichen is not worried, there are many geniuses in the New Huaxia Army, and there are many geniuses in the Sword Holding Pavilion, he has patiently taught them for a long time, but none of them can hone their skills to him so perfectly.

It was countless nights, constantly repeating, modifying, refining, and finally coming up with the most suitable way to fight for himself, and Archahn may have obtained all kinds of bonuses under the blessing of Chaos, but he couldn't change his inside, just an ordinary and even a little cowardly mortal.

Maybe in another ten years, he will transform into a seasoned warrior and an invincible demon king in the game, but now, Xu Yichen hugged the opponent's shoulder armor, and the bone spur instantly pierced his palm, and then hit the wound with his knee on the lower body that had not completely healed.

Now he's a younger brother, still the eggless kind.

Previously, in the false space generated by Tzeentch, Xu Yichen was less than two meters away from the gray knight signal receiver, and he once signaled with his eyes that the demon hunter who had regained his self-consciousness, but the other party shook his head hard, and even threw the necklace in the opposite direction of Xu Yichen with all his might.

Then, Xu Yichen watched the necklace gradually blur and finally disappear there, which was also something that Tzeentch had imagined.

Just like Tzeentch promotes his advertising slogan, he wants to know for a long time, he knows what he wants, only the saint Tzeentch, don't be trapped, the little deal between him and the Gray Knight, the evil god has already seen it.

The demon hunter used Achaun's mournful cry again, and used his joint technique to put the opponent to the ground again, Achaun tried to cut off his arm with his wings just now, but he forgot that the pair of newly grown wings connected to his latissimus dorsi, Xu Yichen had already anticipated his intention through the vibration of the muscles.

In the midst of the tumbling, the demon hunter once again ripped off the other party's wings and threw them far away, cutting off seven or eight rotting crew members with sharp wings, and then nailed them to the hull of the Solace.

The Solace tried to help its master, and a large number of poisonous tentacles grew in the moss on the ground, writhing to trap the demon hunters, but each time they were crushed by their masters.

Xu Yichen is like the best dancer, controlling the posture of his dance partner!

The Demon Hunter consciously struck the opponent's lower body many times, because he keenly noticed that Comrade Acharn, who still regarded himself as a member of the human race, was more sensitive to such injuries than the Chaos enemies he knew.

Xu Yichen is not only a warrior, he is a soldier, he is also a torture expert who is proficient in people's hearts, a senior judge, he knows how to quickly break down a veteran's psychological defense, how to make people confess everything they know, just want to die quickly.

That one may not be able to threaten a mutant who can be reborn with a severed limb, but it will definitely make an ordinary person's soul quickly lose interest in this 'game' and leave an indelible impression on the other person's heart.

"Damn the Seris!" When Achain lost his little brother again, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, what kind of father Nambul's mission, what chaos God's chosen experience, what mission rewards, go to TM!

With the power of the [Corrupted Tree Heart], Achahn bought himself a second, instantly recovered from the injuries all over his body, and then flapped his wings and rushed forward, directly breaking through the hull of the Comfort and rushing into the pitch-black water.

He fled.

Xu Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, he was already at the end of his crossbow, and the experienced political commissar could certainly see the other party's previous plans, he had enough time to interrupt Achahn's movements and let his hope of escape turn into a phantom.

But why bother, this is already the best ending, Xu Yichen is constantly gasping with the [War Calamity] big sword, he can't inflict fatal damage on the other party, he can only continue to create pain, wear down the fighting spirit, and hit Achaun's self-esteem.

Perhaps the next time they met, the power of Nurgle in Achahn's body had already removed his pain nerves; It may also be that the other person has comprehended the power of Slaanesh and can turn pain into joy; Or maybe Archaun can be blessed by fear and masochism, obsessed with his own blood and wounds; Even Tzeentch can help him to understand that physical pain is all false, and only the spirit lives on.

Anything but Slaanesh! The demon hunter was sincerely looking forward to it, he really couldn't imagine what it would be like for the other party to make a few gasps when he beat the other party like today, he couldn't accept it.

Outside the big hole that was smashed on the Solace, there was icy sea water, Xu Yichen couldn't tell how many meters under the sea was here, but the mysterious power of the Solace firmly locked the pressure of the seawater penetrating inward.

It's just that at the edge of the cave entrance, the slightest stream of water continues to flow like tears, as if lamenting his escaped master and his ill-fated self.

"The ship sinks, just wait for future generations to archaeology at the bottom of the sea, don't float up and find trouble." The Demon Hunter maliciously stretched out his index finger, and the Pure Fire burned on his finger.

As if sensing what the Demon Hunter was going to do, the moss on the ground continued to surge, and translucent humanoid embryos quickly condensed, and the imprisoned sailors were absorbed by the plague warship throughout the Solace, and then reborn like fruit around the Demon Hunter.

But it was too late, and the Pure Fire easily pierced the invisible film, and a stream of water spurted out of the hole left by the finger under tremendous pressure, washing away all the filth in its path.

The Demon Hunter resolutely exited the chamber, believing that the laws of physics would help him with the rest.

The enemies around the warrior monk Feng Wuyi suddenly all fell to the ground, and then they were quickly disintegrated and disappeared, he had seen all kinds of impossibilities on this ship, and this kind of strange thing was no longer in his eyes.

The corpses of the three naval soldiers were in front of him, although it was impossible to distinguish them, but the fragments of clothing that belonged to the Song Imperial Navy alone, and the black hair on the corpses could prove their identity.