The Cursed Ship Chapter 30: 10-character cut
The corpse that was still there just now, why did one disappear silently without paying attention?
Zheng Yang didn't have time to think about it. The first reaction was to take two big steps forward to gain strategic space, and then his waist rotated, driving the machete and slashing behind him.
The knife cut through, but Zheng Yang's judgment was not all wrong, and the headless sailor was five meters behind him.
I saw it grabbing the bare spine bone on the neck with its backhand, and pulling out a long sword slowly and quickly...
Fuck, do you want to be so cruel to yourself?
Zheng Yang rolled his dry throat, swallowing with difficulty.
A humanoid monster drew a long knife from its stomach, and this one drew a long sword from its spine.
is harder? What about the next one?
Zheng Yang put the machete on the left, put the palm of his left hand against his right wrist, and began to accumulate energy... How did it feel a bit like the sword drawing technique of the prodigal son?
Spirit energy poured into the body from nothingness, Zheng Yang condensed his energy and spirit, and his surroundings became very quiet.
Okay, it was a dead silence.
The headless sailor walked quickly, charging like a knight, engulfing him with an invincible aura.
is close to a distance of two meters, it has a sword...
唰唰……
The two sword lights intertwined into a cross shape, and instantly fell on Zheng Yang.
"I fuck!"
Zheng Yang couldn't respond at all. The difference in strength between the two sides was too great. He was already well-positioned, and he only needed to grasp the opportunity to get a thunderous blow.
However, when he realized that the headless corpse was about to shoot, the cross cut had fallen on him.
Zheng Yang flew out, his right forearm, forearm, face, and chest were cut open, bones are visible, and the whole person slammed upside down on the huge winch.
"Damn, how can it be so strong!"
Zheng Yang turned over and lay on his back, feeling that it was going to be cold this time, and his vitality was quickly leaving his body.
"No, I still have hole cards!"
Zheng Yang called psionic energy to suppress the injury, still lying on the ground, but the machete had been placed on the left again by him.
come on, I'll lie down on the ground, facing me...
The headless sailor rushed forward, and every step he landed, he made a loud bang, accumulating strength for it.
was another two meters away, the headless sailor held up the long sword, as if he was about to hack down and chop the powerless Zheng Yang into two sections.
The blood-colored light above the sword body, scarlet and weird. Without the speed of the cross slash, the sword power is as thick as it can split a mountain.
is now!
"The thorns burn!"
Zheng Yang triggered the spell, and the flame instantly spread from the palm of the hand holding the knife to the machete, crossing all the blades without stopping.
The energy and spirit of the whole body are pouring out, Zheng Yang has only one thought left at this time-the sword!
唰~
The machete brought out a three-meter-long fire knife, from left to right, from bottom to top, like splitting the sky and cutting through the waist of a headless sailor.
The headless sailor's body froze, and the long sword held high still pointed at the sky, but it could not be smashed again. Starting from its waist, flames spread out, blazing, and quickly enveloped the whole body.
In the flames, its upper body fell down, and before it hit the ground, it turned into flying ash with its lower body.
A little white light a little bigger than the last time the Sailor Monster shot into Zheng Yang's head. But Zheng Yang was already at the end of the crossbow, and the injuries on his body could no longer be suppressed, and blood spurted out.
"Pump~Boom..."
"Pump~Boom..."
"Pump~Boom..."
There is a voice.
This is not the sound of footsteps, it is more like a heartbeat, coming from an unknown distance below the tower.
Something is approaching here.
Zheng Yang relaxes as much as possible, slows his breathing, and keeps his breathing as long as possible. The powerful recovery ability of the werewolf gene only played a role in delaying the onset of the injury at this time.
He must hold on until the thick fog rises and send him back, otherwise he doesn't know what the consequences will be.
Now this true feeling of dying has caused Zheng Yang to overturn his original judgment and start to wonder if his real body was transferred to this ghost ship.
If there is a power that can transport a person to such a place, then it is also a basic operation to recover from the injury when the person is transported back, and it cannot be concluded that it is an illusory dream.
My thinking is getting slower and slower, my mind begins to blur. The double physique and resilience brought by the power of the bloodline only delayed the deterioration of the injury.
"Pump~Boom..."
"Pump~Boom..."
The heartbeat came under the tower, and the atmosphere of depression and fear spread from below to the tower.
Finally, the mist came out of nothing and enveloped Zheng Yang.
Zheng Yang felt relaxed, and vaguely saw a huge head rising from below the tower. The airflow from the nostrils could almost blow him away.
In the next second, Zheng Yang's consciousness sank and plunged into darkness...
This time, Zheng Yang didn't wake up right away, he felt as if he had been asleep for a while. When I opened my eyes, Chaoyang had already shot into the cabin through the gap in the curtain.
Zheng Yang hurriedly got up to check the time. Fortunately, there were still twenty minutes until seven o'clock and he didn't oversleep.
He quickly cleaned up the bed, washed it in three minutes, turned the bed back into a sofa, and then walked up to the bow and took the bamboo pole to prop the boat off the dock.
The three paddle-mounted machines actually have reverse gears, but the power in the battery is not much, and it is quite fast to use a bamboo pole to support it.
When Zheng Yang returned to the sailing dock, Erima and Eva also arrived at the time. They were wearing sunglasses, each carrying a bulging backpack, and they didn't know what they were carrying.
Elima’s dressing today is very casual. She is wearing a long printed dress with blue flowers on a white background and blue long hair folded and put it behind her head with a big hairpin~ IndoMTL.com~ plus excellent His figure and unparalleled beauty show the charm of a mature woman to the fullest.
Eva is dressed in youthful vigor, wearing white tight trousers and small boots, with tight legs and small ass. His upper body is a white short-sleeved T-shirt printed with cartoon little monsters. The long blue hair inherited from his mother is tied into a bunch, hanging from the back edge of the white golf sun hat, full of vitality.
Zheng Yang stood at the bow, opened a section of the protective fence, and picked up the two of them on board.
It was the first time that Eva saw Zheng Yang’s boat, and she exclaimed in her crisp voice: "Wow, what a beautiful boat!"
The last time Elima stood at the dock and watched the sailboat, it was obviously different from now. There was a question in her eyes, Zheng Yang immediately explained: "It was a new ship before, but it was renovated yesterday, and it just drove back!"
Three people enter the cabin, and it’s convenient inside. The coffee table has sofas on one side and floor cabinets on the other, and they are all window seats. When they put the backpack on the floor, they took out all kinds of food.
fruits, drinks, biscuits, bread, canned food, ham...
"Zheng Yang, I brought you breakfast!" Eva took out a bag of still hot bread and two boxes of warmed milk, and gave Zheng Yang a sweet smile.
Zheng Yang is also happy, smiling and saying: "Wait for me, I will sail the boat first, and eat on the road later."
With the mother and daughter watching, Zheng Yang explained the skills of raising, controlling and steering the sail, as well as the principle of sailing against the wind and the "Bernoulli effect" of the spinnaker.
The sailboat left the dock, and there was only a slight second-degree southwest wind. Zheng Yang raised the spinner, unfolded the solar panels, and sailed to the waters where he last fished for tuna.
Why did you go there again?
Because Zheng Yang's five elements are short of gold.