Zhao Ying retreated, step by step, and directly stepped on the specially treated and strengthened wooden plank under his feet, and the green tendons on his hands and arms were bulging, constantly trembling.

"Bell!"

Zhao Ying took another step back, and saw that the iron rod in his hand began to twist and deform under so many collisions.

The corners of Zhao Ying's mouth were already twitching, Zhang Chui's strength was not as good as that of a third-rate martial artist, but the strength of this body, I am afraid that he did not even have a martial arts master, it was completely innate.

The so-called genius, this is completely bullying people with force.

An ordinary first-class martial arts master, with a full blow, can have a strength of more than 5,000 catties, while a martial arts master is even more powerful, at least more than 10,000 catties, or even more than 20,000 catties.

Zhang Chui's shot, is there more than 10,000 catties?

Even if it was bleeding from the mouth, nose, eyes and ears, Zhang Chui was still extremely happy, and the eight-sided purple gold hammer's additional attribute - heavy attack can double the power of the shot.

In the hands of Zhou Qinghou, it is absolutely impossible to beat the strength of Zhang Chui's current shot, not even half, because the base value is different, even if it is doubled, it is more than the person with the higher base value, and the conversion is not as simple as doubling the person with the lower base value.

Hitting this attribute requires people with natural divine power to be able to play it to the fullest.

The eight-edged purple gold hammer was almost split into a mass of afterimages.

The sound of colliding with the iron rod was continuous.

Liu Wei had just come out of the cabin, not far from the place where Zhang Chui and Zhao Ying were fighting, and the continuous collision sound came, making him snort, and blood seeped out of both ears, which was shocked.

"Bell!"

Zhao Ying watched the iron rod in his hand bend into a bow, and his heart trembled in distress, and he was also beaten.

This iron rod is a first-class divine weapon, not as good as the ancestral dragon stick, but it is not a big road goods, and it was brutally broken by Zhang Chui with brute force.

"The royal way, the dragon stick method. Zhao Ying was also ruthless, his eyes were red, and the crooked coiling dragon stick in his hand, just like a real coiling dragon, actually turned and stabbed Zhang from the gap of the eight-edged purple gold hammer.

"Don't break the bell jar. ”

The golden bell emerged and shattered in an instant.

The eight-sided purple gold hammer in Zhang Chui's hand was no longer smashed, but stabbed straight through.

At the end of the eight-sided purple gold hammer, that is the tip of the gun, at the critical moment, it can be used as a gun, the handle is one meter long, plus the hammer head is more than thirty centimeters, plus the tip of the gun, it is almost one meter five.

The corners of Zhao Ying's mouth twitched, and the iron rod in his hand was blocked, and the originally curved iron rod became even more curved, and then he jumped into the sea without hesitation, and was about to jump into the sea to escape.

This can't be fought anymore.

If he continued to fight, Zhao Ying doubted that he was going to be hammered by Zhang Chui's double hammer.

Zhao Ying finally knows now why Yang Xuefeng died, probably in addition to underestimating the enemy, he was also hammered to death by Zhang Chui's power.

A martial arts grandmaster, he died so aggrieved, it's too miserable.

Zhao Ying only felt a little cold, the current junior martial artists, are they all so talented? With their talents, they are comparable to their decades of penance.

Zhao Ying looked down and saw only a pair of green eyes staring at him, and a spear had already pierced his chest.

Zhao Ying was a little confused, when did Zhao Ziyun come?

How do your horses do it?

It's a pity that Zhao Ying can't ask it anymore, the suspicious life that was beaten by Zhang Chui Shuang Hammer before, the original keen intuition, was also confused, and he didn't notice Zhao Ziyun's existence, and was shot through the heart.

"Grab my head. Zhang Hang glanced at it, vomited blood frantically, and then muttered quietly.

Zhao Ziyun looked up, even though the sound of the Henghai breaking waves was loud and the cannonballs were whistling, she still heard Zhang Chui's words clearly.

Zhang Chui looked at Zhao Ziyun as if he was reaching out to pick his head, and quickly retracted it in fright.

This scene, even if I have seen it, I still feel a little scary.

The corners of Zhao Ziyun's mouth grinned, and she smiled, but unfortunately, her face was blocked, and no one could see her smile clearly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, where is Liu Dacheng? Hurry up and steer the sails to accelerate. Lin Hai's voice came from the stern of the boat frantically at this time.

Zhou Qinghou gasped, and his body was also drenched in blood, his injuries had not yet healed, and this time it was even more serious.

Fortunately, the three second-rate martial arts masters did not hesitate to jump into the sea to escape after seeing Zhao Ying jump into the sea and escape.

Zhang Chui is so fierce that even Zhao Ying, a first-class martial arts master, can only jump into the sea and escape, will they stay and wait to be hammered to death?

Then, Zhao Ziyun picked up a gun and killed a second-rate martial arts master, and the remaining two dived into the sea and ran away.

"Hurry up. Lin Hai was still shouting frantically, and Liu Dacheng, Liu Wei, Chen Xiangdong, and Zhang Yunfan were also under the command of Liu Dacheng, helping to control the sails and make the Henghai accelerate.

"Holy shit, don't be so ruthless. Zhang Chui ran to the stern of the ship, and also saw that more than 20 ships from the other three sides were facing him sideways, doing horizontal sailing, and among these hulls, one by one the holes opened, and the black barrels poked out, all aimed at this side.

The previous battle seemed to be short, but in fact, the time consumed was not short, and it was sandwiched in the middle by the other two ships at once, even if it was just passing by, the speed was still slowed down, and at this moment it was already being overtaken, within the range of a kilometer.

Within a kilometer, that is within the effective range of the cannon, even if it is halfway, the shell may become more erratic due to the resistance of the air and the direction of the wind, but the direction will not change.

Even if the hit rate of the cannons of this era is metaphysical, it can't withstand the salvo of dozens and hundreds of guns.

Cannons, in Zhang Chui's previous life, whether it was the sixteenth or seventeenth century, which had just begun to develop, or in modern times, all needed clusters to be able to exert their greatest power.

In the era of artillery, the god of land warfare, that's not a joke, a completely covered strike, the hit rate is a little metaphysical, but it's the same as plowing the ground to plow you over again, what metaphysics is not metaphysics, it doesn't exist, everything is all for you to be cannon fodder.

", why isn't the protection of the wind god accelerated by three hundred percent?" Zhang Chui couldn't speed up and accelerate at the moment, and directly added it to the range of running out of the shelling.

One of the three attributes of the wind god's protection is one percent of the acceleration.

Normally, it is already very fast, but in Zhang Chui's opinion at this moment, it is too slow.

"Can you knock those shells flying?" Zhang Zhuo turned his head to look at Zhou Qinghou.