In naval combat, hand-to-hand combat occurs only when one side defeats the other with absolute superiority. The current form does not allow Angus and Braid to think too much.

The closest distance between the ships of the two sides was less than 500 meters, and the cannonballs continued to fall on the surface of the sea, splashing with the rain falling in the sky, intertwined into a dense net, and the magic bullets that shone with various colors of light were dotted among them, announcing the beginning of the cruel war.

Emerging from the water, Brad breathed as he observed the behemoth above his head, the enemy's main battleship.

It took nearly thirty percent of his strength to get here at such a fast speed, and he had to fight quickly.

Clinging to the hull of the ship, Bred climbed up with his hands and feet as fast as he could, the chaotic footsteps showed the busyness of the enemy soldiers, and in the fierce rain and cannon fire, who would have thought that a large living man would climb up from the bottom of the ship.

Brad grabbed the side of the ship with one hand, and his body slid onto the deck like a snake, his eyes quickly scanning his surroundings before scurrying towards the most prominent cockpit. He was extremely fast, his body almost touching the deck, like a black lightning bolt.

"Where did all the usual training momentum go? After fighting for a long time, I couldn't even touch the side of the other party's boat!" In the cockpit, a middle-aged man in a colonel's uniform yelled angrily, "Inform the commanders of the ships that whoever lets the enemy escape, he doesn't have to come back!"

Brad slowly calmed his breathing, his originally beautiful brown eyes were soaked in the night with a cruel black, and his short gray-white hair danced violently in the wind.

"My lord, Major Luca's battleship on the flank is on fire!" one of the guards hurriedly reported to the middle-aged commander. The commander was so angry that he trembled, he had seven warships, but the other side only had one, and they didn't do much, they themselves were injured first, shame!

"Bastard, tell Luca, it doesn't matter if he dies or not, the enemy ran away, I let his whole family get his guilt, a bunch of rice buckets ......"

Before the words fell, a sharp black figure came in from the window like lightning, and the two guards beside the middle-aged commander fell to the ground instantly, and after a short period of stagnation in the cab, they fell into a huge panic, Brad's sword seemed to be an understatement on the commander's shoulder, but it was full of strength, and the middle-aged commander was so frightened that he stiffened.

"What...... Who?"

Brad ignored him, his sharp gaze swept over everyone present, and said coldly: "Everyone is not allowed to move, otherwise it will ......"

The sword on the commander's body was handed forward menacingly, and the commander was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he didn't dare to come out.

Everyone stared at Bred in shock and fear, is this a person or a ghost? Where did it come from? The other soldiers who ran over when they heard the movement were equally shocked and overwhelmed, how could it be that their own territory was so easy for people to break in and arrest their own commander?

Brad stood behind the middle-aged commander, grabbed him by the back of his neck with one hand, and slowly led the man out of the cabin:

"Get your people to stop attacking right away. ”

"I ...... I ......" the commander couldn't even speak.

"Did you hear it, quick!" Bred frowned slightly, this person is too timid, where does he look like a soldier? And he was restrained so easily, it was not normal!

As if in response to these questions, the soldiers on the periphery suddenly rioted, followed by a burst of light applause.

Bang Bang Bang –

Breed was shocked, and stared at the person who walked in from the outside, it was the lieutenant colonel who had just boarded the ship to check, and he was followed by the samurai, the samurai held his hands on his shoulders, and the knife rested in his arms, with ease.

"Welcome!" Brandon smiled insincerely, and slowly walked towards Brad, "I'm really lucky to have seen two assassins with extraordinary skills in such a short period of time, hehehe, congratulations!"

"Stand there and don't move!" Breed warned coldly, "or I'll kill him!" The blade cut a deep blood mark on the commander's neck.

The commander let out a scream: "Ah...... Brandon, save me, save me......"

Braid's eyes suddenly cold, and he quickly glanced at the colonel who was panicked and had no image at all, and quickly turned his gaze back to the lieutenant colonel opposite, as if he understood something.

"Shut up, you idiot!" Brandon scolded unceremoniously, and then looked at Brad with a cold smile, "It's useless for you to threaten me with him, if I hadn't been stabbed by that companion of yours, I wouldn't have handed over the command to this idiot because I went down to heal my wounds, not only did I lose a battleship, but I couldn't control you, what a miscalculation!"

"Yes!" the samurai behind Brandon whispered, a white bandage looming from the neckline of his chest, apparently he had fought Angus before.

Breed's eyes were slightly closed, and he was a little more cautious in his heart: this person could live under the Angus sword, his strength should not be underestimated, and his physical strength was insufficient, so he only hoped that the enemy's injuries would be more serious, so that he could fight quickly.

Thinking of this, Brad suddenly threw the commander at Benson, and he himself rushed towards the window next to him.

"Poof" two muffled sounds, the commander who was thrown into the air didn't have time to rejoice, he was mercilessly slashed twice by Benson, the commander couldn't even scream, his body had already fallen to the ground, his frightened eyes were round, lifeless.

Bred was secretly surprised, he didn't expect them to even kill their own people!

Before there was time to react further, Benson had already picked up his knife to catch up.

Brad held his sword to fight, and a silver light with infinite killing intent attacked Benson who was rushing forward, Benson tapped at his feet, moved slightly to the right, and the blade swirled, counterattacking at the top of Brad's head.

Brad's face remained unchanged, his body jumped upward, the long sword in his hand stabbed one by one, the tip of the sword was against Benson's sword, and with the weight of the falling, the sword pressed down.

With a flick of his wrist, Benson withdrew in time and slammed into Brad's cheek. At the same moment, Breed's sword missed, and the tip of the sword plunged straight into the hull deck. In an instant, all the weight on his body pressed on his left hand holding the sword, and Brad reacted extremely quickly, and in mid-air, he slammed his legs apart, and in a flying whirl, he kicked Benson in the shoulder, and successfully dissolved the knife he slashed at himself.

Benson took a hard blow, but he didn't snort and took a half step back.

Brad falls back to the ground.

Between the lightning and flint, the two have already exchanged more than a dozen moves, and their movements are extremely fast.

Braid had to admit that the strength of the man in front of him was really strong.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Benson said, "Compared to that guy just now, you seem to be a little worse." ”

Brad knelt on one knee on the deck with his sword in hand, and listened to Benson's provocative words, and his color did not change even a cent.

Brandon left the cabin, leaned against the doorway with his hands on his shoulders, looked up at the dark night sky, let the rain smash his face all over his face, but did not care at all, and heard Benson's words, and said with a slight dissatisfaction.

"You're talking too much nonsense. ”

Benson's response was to swing his knife again and slash at Brad, who met his ***, but did not touch it hard, just lightly carried the tip of his sword through the blade, and at the same time, he quickly chased after Brandon, who had just stepped up and was about to leave—this was the purpose of his trip, to assassinate the enemy commander, the mission was not completed, and there was no time to entangle with a guard.

Benson's face changed, and he hurried to catch up.

Without the slightest trick, Braid raised his sword and stabbed it straight at Brandon's back, but the tip of the sword stopped abruptly two centimeters away from his body, and the sword body was wrapped in an invisible force, and there was no way to move forward half a point at all. At the same time, a sword light slashed down, and Brad tried his best to break free from the restraints, and the sword was raised upwards to block the knife.

Brad suddenly had an ominous premonition, Benson couldn't be so fast, but the person who appeared in front of him ...... When I looked closely, it was another samurai dressed in the same costume as Benson, wearing a hideous devil's mask on his face. And there was more than one person, a samurai appeared in front of him, on the left and right, completely blocking his movements, and the murderous aura was amazing.

When Benson arrived, he saw this scene: "Young Master?"

"If you want to kill me, break the 'Four Ghost Sword Domain' first!" Brandon smiled without looking back, and then changed to a lazy tone and said, "Forget it, there is still business to do, let's go!"

"Oh!" Benson agreed, somewhat reluctantly, retracting his knife and following Brandon away.

As they spoke, two samurai suddenly jumped up and struck at Brad. Brad didn't think much of it, and quickly slipped out of the vacated position of one of them, he couldn't stay in their encirclement, it was too dangerous!

Small groups of three to four people attack and defend the array, this way of fighting Brad is too familiar, and he also knows the danger and weirdness in it, once surrounded, he will definitely die.

As Brad moved, the other two people who were still standing in place also moved, and the four of them slashed at Brad at the same time. Breed swung away the ghost knife that attacked from the upper left with a sword, his body accelerated instantly, several ups and downs, and quickly dodged the front and back attacks, and at the same time, he turned around with a sword and stabbed the ghost mask who was facing him, but he was also cut on the arm by the knife cut down from above, and blood gushed out from a large mouth more than ten centimeters long.

It's dangerous!!! It was a blessing to have just dodged the attack at the cost of sacrificing his right arm.