The inky sky was pouring endless torrential rain into the sea, several lightning bolts were swimming among the clouds, the waves on the sea were roaring, and the ghost ship was slowly flying into the depths of the unknown sky.

"Lijialu" stood at the top of the mast, with a dark dome of dense fog behind her, and the wind howled, but it could not lift the hem of her skirt. Unlike the idle ghosts, only her eyes are blue and white, and the rest are no different from ordinary people.

The ghost of the Holy Maiden silently opened its longbow, and its movements were as if caressing the strings, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, and the wind and rain suddenly became stronger.

The knights on the deck were sluggish, denser than the rainstorm, and something came at them with a terrible degree. Charlene decisively gave up her offensive and retreated sharply in the direction of the mast, her figure blending into the dark sky.

Jarre could vaguely see something invisible, piercing a series of raindrops and shooting from all directions. His degree couldn't keep up with his eyesight, so he could only muster his fighting spirit to protect the door of death and try his best to carry it.

The young knight's sleeves fluttered, the hunting sounded, and the body shrouded in black light suddenly sparked countless sparks, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness.

"Lijialu's" pupils were biased towards the female knight, and the remaining seven paladin ghosts seemed to receive some kind of command at the same time, and they all swung their swords towards Charlene.

Seeing this, the female knight showed a haze on her face, jumped on the top of the wheelhouse without saying a word, turned over and jumped back a few times, and retreated straight to the stern.

The holy ghost retracted her gaze, her pale pupils aimed at the male knight, and her jade fingers hooked the longbow, only to stop humming, and with the roar of the wind, the rain spun and separated.

Yalei blasted a fist cannon at the same time, and two completely different forces collided in mid-air, exploding, and the deck was affected by the aftermath, breaking the hole that reached the bilge, and recovering in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh! The knight's tall, muscular figure pierced through the smoke and dust, and rushed towards the mast with lightning and flint.

As if sensing some kind of threat, a silver arrow stretched out from the void and fell into the smooth palm of "Lijialu", and the arrow flew smoothly and landed on the longbow.

Accompanied by a gripping sound, the silver arrow shimmered with white-blue light, and the arrow dragged its slender shadow to the air.

It's too late to use the fist, it's too bad, Yalei thought, and immediately subconsciously turned his body away, and there was a loud bang, his eyes narrowed due to a burst of intense white and blue light, and at the same time, he only felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and the sensation of his entire left arm disappeared.

The arrow sank into the shoulder blade, and the wound was charred on one side, and the end was stuck in the bone. The knight aroused his ferocity, and in the sprint, he directly forced the arrow with his fighting spirit, broke it into two pieces in the air, and threw it off the deck.

The invisible rain of arrows sprinkled down again, and Yalei resisted in a muffled voice, draped in dense sparks, and pushed forward stubbornly. I don't know who taught it, a good saint girl, and she practiced her bow skills so high.

By this time, he had broken through to the side of the mast, and with a sharp blow from his knees, the mast snapped and broke.

The young knight grabbed the broken mast with one arm, and with a roar, he lifted the mast dozens of feet high and smashed it into the deck.

Bang! The deck superstructure, including the helm room, storage compartment, etc., was smashed to pieces in an instant.

"Ligaru" floated lightly down the deck the moment before the mast touched the ground, and a silver arrow was set up on her fingertips.

The torrential rain came with a shrill whistling sound, and Yalei jerked his right arm up, his fighting energy pressed into the fist peak, and slammed his fist into the place that made him creepy.

The deck arc burst out, and the arrows burst through the black ball of light, but the angle was also distorted. Kankan slashed across the knight's left cheek, and he could feel the air flow from the blade of the arrow.

I won't give you another chance to shoot your arrows!

Yare stomped on the deck below his feet, leaned forward to create a small whirlwind, and galloped forward close to the ground. Five steel-clawed fingers tore through the air, grabbing at the ghost of the saint without mercy.

"Lijialu"'s blue and white eyes flowed like water, and the corners of her lips bloomed with a bewitching smile, and she reached back, and the black smoke of the void swirled, turning into a huge six-foot-long scythe.

Originating from the pure beauty of the saint Ligaro, wearing a long black dress on the day of the ball, with a bloody and murderous curved sickle, this strange incongruity, but unexpectedly reveals a different kind of beauty.

Raising the weapon from her height seemed like a no-brainer to the ghost, and she leapt into the air and slashed from above.

Where the blade passed, the rain split in two.

From the cut airflow, you can feel the chill of the blade. In a trance, Yalei felt that what he was facing at the moment was like a real mythical god of death, cold and full of despair.

I'm not alone!

The young knight quickly withdrew his fingers, and with all his strength broke through the deck, half of his body collapsed to avoid the edge.

The moment he brushed shoulders with death, Yalei's spirit condensed in an ethereal moment, and one arm hit the back of the sickle like a long whip, and in an instant, the ghostly movements of the saint stiffened.

The knight took advantage of the victory, and with another elbow pressure smashed the sickle off the deck, and stepped on the back of the sword. In a hurry, the steel bucket qi enveloped the whole body, and a mallet hit the face door of "Lijialu".

The ghost fluttered backwards, and the scythe dissipated into smoke, condensed, and fell back into her hands. The slipper tapped the deck, and there was a shadow of light, and she slashed back at the knight.

Ya Lei frantically poured the fighting qi into his fingertips, and with the help of the steel fighting qi defense and the fighting qi explosion, the finger cone was as fast as a meteor, hooking or picking, and the sharpness of the curved sickle was removed.

"Lijialu"'s body seemed to have no weight, and there was no limit to it, and it became faster and faster, gradually forming a phantom of overlapping and entwining knights, and every flicker, with a long sound that pierced the air.

Yalei carried the black flame in one arm, constantly pointing at all corners of the air, as if tearing out the black light mask, and the crisp sound of sporadic gold and stone staggered.

His expression was a little subtle, not painful and dignified, but simply intoxicated.

Happy!

The young knight burst out laughing, it had been a long time since such a hearty feeling had appeared, and the last time was in the Dream Pavilion of the Flower Tyrant.

For a long time after that, even against Raul, the madman, he didn't enjoy the real battle.

Every inch of bones, every muscle, trembled in the collision, the body and mind were on the verge of limit, and the chaotic emotions were all far away from themselves in the battle.

This feeling made his blood boil, and the furnace broke the steel war pattern, and sometimes it was empty and sometimes real floating on the surface of the body.

The fingers of the knight's right hand, in the continuous swing, gradually grew a layer of fine scale armor, and the fingertips were rapidly bone-shaped, forming a dragon's claw-like blade.

This is the limit of the limb blade, the sign of the beginning of the Hayabusa!

Yalei pinched the blade of the scythe with his five fingers, and with a vigorous flick, the holy ghost's ghost showed a trace of confusion, and her body hung upside down and flew backwards. In mid-air, she held the scythe against the deck, cutting a deep rift and making a sharp and piercing sound.

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