Si No. 3 was still being pulled into a broken wave by the eight-eyed giant chapter beast.

The blood collection device of Division No. 1 was finally temporarily repaired with the brainstorming and efforts of Lao Pan and Nanfei, as well as several people who had been in charge of the power cabin.

The operation of the blood collection device not only eliminated the traces of blood left by the eight-eyed giant octopaure, but also allowed the No. 1 and No. 2 power fluid pools that had been exhausted by Desi No. 3 to be continuously replenished.

If at this time, they changed the power pool that supported the operation of the defense array from No. 3 to No. 1 or No. 2, with the high-level blood of the eight-eyed giant chapter beast, Si No. 3's defense would be restored to the semi-purple level, even stronger than before.

Because the power fluid of the previous Division No. 3 is only copper and silver.

Therefore, whether it is sailing or combat attrition, it will be so fast, and there will be so many casualties.

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"Look in this direction, it's actually going to the No. 1 Sea Eye!"

In the captain's room, Lao Pan took over the third division again.

Looking at the nautical chart of the Yunke District, Lao Pan confirmed.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Anzhi obviously heard something wrong.

"Beasts regard the sea eye as a forbidden place, and once they get out of the sea eye, even if they die, they will not go to the sea eye.

During the sea-eye storm that year, I watched them scramble for the first place, as if I was very afraid of the sea-eye.

We intercepted a Golden Bead Beast and inflicted heavy damage on it right in front of the Sea's eyes, allowing it to escape our attacks as soon as it retreated back into the Eye of the Sea.

Because the area of the sea eye is covered by a transparent shield, only sea beasts can enter and exit, and no matter how strong our attacks are, they will be neutralized.

But it will not retreat until it dies, and would rather die at our hands than retreat.

We came to this conclusion because we had caught a low-level sea beast and thrown it into it, but it was unharmed.

After knowing this characteristic of sea beasts, many hunters are willing to spend a lot of money to stop the beasts before the sea eye. ”

Lao Pan spoke eloquently and explained in long words.

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"Could it be that you want to kill us?"

Lao Pan's words made everyone silent for a long time, and the assumption of hitting Nanfei broke the silence.

"Or maybe there's a being of its rank to be born, or maybe it's having a partner nearby?"

Sochi also used his brains to speak.

What he meant was clear to everyone, the same race would eat each other, but if there were other races, they would definitely join forces first.

This is the character of the race in the blood and bones.

"In that case, wouldn't we be dragged to death by it?"

The words of the brute tiger are very straightforward.

"Kill!"

Chen Anzhi originally wanted to slowly consume it, but this guy actually calculated them in turn.

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"Your uncle!"

Chen Anzhi took a sip.

Lao Pan misestimated the recovery power of the eight-eyed giant chapter beast, and Chen Anzhi also underestimated its recovery speed.

It ran all the way for two or three hundred miles, and so much blood flowed out from the sickle, and there were a few broken eyeballs on its head that kept gurgling blood, and it was not weak from blood loss.

On the contrary, it is even more ferocious than when he first fled.

Now not only has it been hit by two more sickles, but there are also more than a dozen armor-piercing arrows, and its drag speed is faster, and it can also suddenly stop and counterattack from time to time, and with the rebound of the formation, it has injured some of its own side.

"Brute, give me the stick!"

Chen An shouted, and the wild tiger flew and gave him a stick.

This stick was bought for Chen Anzhi when he was in Weizhou, and he saw that it was good, but he used the original one.

It's a pity that for Chen Anzhi, this is still not a satisfactory weapon, if the Duanwang knife is here, he promises to suck the blood of this big guy.

It should be Confucius.

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"Brother An, I'm also fighting!"

Hit the south and fly, please fight.

"I'll go too."

Zhao Long also spoke.

"I'm going too..."

"I'm going too..."

After Zhao Long, there were more than a dozen Innate Realm Admirers to follow.

They had already vaguely guessed the reason why Chen Anzhi was suddenly so angry, and then Si No. 3 spared no effort, almost using all weapons, and attacked at any cost.

Because, the eight-eyed octopus beast may be pulling them to their death.

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"It's still the same tactic as before, I'll stop it first!"

Chen Anzhi said.

After all, their group of people does not have the existence of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and they will not be able to fly with their energy, and Si No. 3 is still being dragged at high speed.

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"Oars reverse, hook and sickle at its head, prepare!"

After getting Chen Anzhi's signal, Lao Pan, who was in charge of the ship, began to order the helmsmen of various departments.

"Reverse!"

"Put!"

With a sudden pull, the eight-eyed giant chapter beast in front of him suddenly stumbled, almost going backwards.

You must know that now the semi-purple level Si No. 3 is using its blood as a power source, and its power is naturally stronger than before.

If it weren't for the fact that the rope of the hook and sickle and the screw would not be able to bear it, Lao Pan would have done this a long time ago.

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"Poof!"

With a stumbling stumble, the last hook on the Blade 3 blasted through one of its broken eye sockets with the wrath of the entire ship, and got stuck in its skull.

The pain-biting eight-eyed giant chapter beast screamed miserably, stopped its pulling pace, and instead kept up with the backward Si No. 3 in pain, so that the rope should not be so tight, and the pain would be reduced.

This was beyond Chen Anzhi's expectations.

I knew that this was the case, so I shot it in the head.

But it can only be imagined, its Kong-like tentacles are very protective of its head.

Let a few hooks miss, and then be wound by it into a counterattack attack, so that Si 3 suffers from it.

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"Kill!"

It didn't give it time to react and breathe, but rushed out with a roar, stepped on the rope, smashed the yellow dragon with a straight momentum, and stabbed the hook sickle in the eye socket again, so that the hook sickle went three inches deeper.

The eight-eyed giant chapter beast that was about to catch its breath roared in pain again.

"Brother An, let me!"

Seeing that Chen Anzhi's attack had a miraculous effect, he hit Nanfei and roared, and his momentum was like a mountain, and he shot towards the end of the hook sickle.

That's his fame skill, backing the mountain.

"Bang!"

With a sound, after knocking the hook sickle into the foot again, Nanfei was bounced off the deck, so that the people and things on the deck were shaken up by an inch.

It can be seen that the force of this collision is heavy.

Then, blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, and he hurriedly swallowed the medicine and refined, losing the strength to fight again.

"Bang bang bang..."

After hitting Nanfei, one after another figures rushed forward and followed, making the eight-eyed giant chapter beast wail continuously, and the eight tentacles slapped and attacked indiscriminately.

This fang, fierce.

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"Collect the sickle, shoot the waste eye!"

Seeing such a miraculous effect, Lao Pan ordered.

The reason why the hook sickle can be hooked is because it has a barb.

As long as the barb is flat, it can be pulled out and retracted.

In order to speed up the recovery and reloading, the people who still have the strength have run to the hook and sickle position to work together to shake the wheel.

And at this time, Chen Anzhi was still in the eye sockets of the eight-eyed giant chapter, and he couldn't let this guy take advantage of this opportunity to get a respite.

Because there are no more people who can hit the hook and sickle.

He made a stick out of his stick and kept picking it up at the end of the hook sickle:

Eighty... Eighty...

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