Honorary title of the system

Chapter 213

Nearly half a year has passed since he left the port of Kesovo. During these six months, he has encountered various crises. If he is not careful, he may fall into the abyss. Fortunately, The goddess seems to have always cared for him. On this unknown and thorny road, Plank has slowly broken out of his own world.

On the wide palm covered with lines, a small black vortex is constantly annihilated as his palm is continuously closed and opened, and the regeneration seems to be endless.

In just a few tens of breaths of time, dozens of cold corpses have already fallen on the deck of the cargo ship.

"Tick tock..."

The bright red blood kept dripping from these sailors, and the dripping blood gathered together and flowed towards the slanted corner of the deck.

The strong smell of blood continued to permeate, but these sailors under Plank did not feel the slightest discomfort. The long-term battle had already made them accustomed to the smell of blood, and they even slowly began to enjoy the smell of blood.

In a luxurious cabin on the cargo ship, on a weak big bed, two beautiful girls were naked, with perfect bodies in full view. If it were normal, Cassel would have rushed in like wild wolves. Go up, but tonight, he has no interest at all.

For some reason, the irritability in my heart became heavier as time went by. Suddenly, the cargo ship vibrated violently, Kassel was thrown directly out, and then his body hit hard on the cabin door.

His bloated body rolled on the ground several times before he managed to get up. Just as he was about to order his subordinates to look at the situation outside, one of his confidantes rushed in, "Master Cassel, it's not good, pirate... The pirates are coming up."

"What..." Kassel's face changed suddenly when he heard the words of the confidant, and he was instantly gloomy.

"Go, quickly put the lifeboat down." Cassel's face flashed a bit of hesitation, and then he made a decision in an instant.

You can earn money if you lose your money, but if you lose your life... then you have nothing.

"Trash, a few pirates have already scared you into this state. This batch of goods was ordered by the Earl of Della. If you lose this batch of goods, do you think you still have a way to survive?" Just as Kassel finished speaking, a figure I don't know when it suddenly appeared, and then a cold voice slowly spit out from the opponent's mouth.

Seeing the man in front of him who was wearing a blood-red cloak and whose face was covered by a strange mask, a look of fear immediately appeared on Cassell's face, and then he almost cried and said: "Master Gurung, I too I don’t want to offend Count Dela, but in this situation, there is nothing I can do.”

"Hmph, just a few pirates scared you into such a state. Don't worry, I'll do it myself later. You just need to deliver the goods to Earl Della safely. You know the Earl's temper. What an accident, not only you, but also me, there is absolutely no good fruit to eat." The man called Gu Long looked at Kassel who was already trembling with disdain, and then said coldly
While the sailors on the deck of the cargo ship were dealt with, the battle on the other two frigates had also reached its final stage. Slowly approaching the cargo ship.

"Head, it's all settled." Mond held a huge shield in one hand and a giant ax tightly in the other, jumping over from the frigate like a polar bear.Seeing the opponent's actions, Plank was really worried that the deck would be broken by him directly.

"It's just that those guys are so careless. I haven't swung my ax a few times, and all these guys are dead." Swinging the giant ax in his hand a few times, Mond muttered, and said a little bit.

"Okay, don't complain, don't worry, there will never be fewer battles in the future, and your ax will never be too hungry." Looking at Mond whose IQ is obviously not online, Plank also doesn't know what to laugh It was still time to cry, and finally patted the other person's shoulder helplessly.

"Oh?" Hearing Plank's assurance, Mond's eyes lit up instantly, and he kept looking around, as if wishing that an enemy would come to him immediately.

Seeing the other party's actions, Plank patted his forehead speechlessly.

"Captain, there were quite a few sailors hiding in the cabin just now. The sea area is not peaceful now, so there may be more troubles. Let's get rid of them as soon as possible." Gore looked around in the darkness and said worriedly. Said.

"En." Plank nodded, and opened the cabin door first. Just as he was about to step in, there were several rapid whistling sounds of "swish".

"Hmph." Plank's spiritual perception is so keen at this time. The moment the whistling sound sounded, he immediately let out a muffled grunt, and then the "scimitar" suddenly came out of its sheath, and the long sword was in his hand like an arm. , and waved it out in midair at an unimaginable speed.But what happened next surprised the sailors who hid in the cabin and shot.

Dangdang!
As the long sword in Plank's hand drew a few graceful arcs in mid-air, and then only heard a series of violent metal collision sounds, the few lead bullets that flew out were unexpectedly slammed by the long sword in his hand. It was cut open, and the huge power contained in the lead bullet was also suppressed by him.

The shattered lead bullets fell feebly from mid-air. This scene couldn't help but stunned the sailors who shot inside. They never thought that the opponent was so strong that even the lead bullets could block it. .

If Plank had experienced the battle at the Kesovo port before, although he would definitely have no problem receiving a few bullets, he would rely entirely on his own strong physical fitness to fight hard. It is absolutely impossible for the long sword to block lead bullets.

However, this also shows that at this time Plank has reached a whole new level of comprehension of sword skills and sword skills.

The cold wind was whistling, as if it was blowing the prelude to the dark night little by little.

The blood that was warm before has slowly cooled down, dripping into the boundless ocean.

On the cargo ship, the "scimitar" in Plank's hand was flying like a dragon and a snake, stopping the bullets fired by the sailors who were still somewhat unwilling to give up in the cabin.

Looking at the sailors who were still struggling for death, Plank's face turned cold, and a burst of purple light suddenly appeared on the "scimitar", as cold as the light of the bright moon, but compared with the latter, the purple light was less A bit of soft feeling, and a bit more killing intent.

"Chichi..."

Several sailors who forced themselves to calm down and fired did not understand what was going on. They only felt a pain in their chests, and then the cold sword light tore their flesh and blood. After that, their consciousness gradually disappeared, and their bodies fell down weakly. The tunnel gun held tightly in his hand also slowly slipped down.

For the past six months, Plank has been practicing the Tiger's Breath Exercise every day. Although it has almost no effect on improving his physical fitness, the purple internal force derived from the Tiger's Breath Exercise is getting stronger and stronger. Pure and thick, as early as one month ago, he suddenly realized that the purple internal force in his body could already be transmitted to the outside world through his body, producing effects similar to sword energy and sword energy.And in the next month, with his continuous practice, the use of sword energy has been able to send and receive freely.

Although he had heard Sikong Hou talk about some levels of internal force, but at this moment Plank couldn't figure out where the purple internal force in his body had reached. The system couldn't show this point, let alone judge it himself.But the more he practiced the Tiger's Breath Body Training Technique, the more he felt that this set of techniques was infinitely mysterious, and there seemed to be many essences in it that he could not understand.

After the few sailors with guns were eliminated, there were only a dozen or so sailors holding swords or sticks with frightened faces left. Naturally, these people did not need Plank to make another move. He gave orders, and the sailors under him rushed in.

The iron shield sailors rushed to the front. Like the summoned white feather archers, they also brought a shield when they were summoned. The shield was dark, simple and heavy, and it was made of unknown materials.

After the iron shield sailors, followed closely by those white-bladed sailors, the bright blade light kept flashing, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, in a blink of an eye, with the sound of howling, these poor lambs all died tragically under the sharp claws of the tiger.

Whether it is an iron shield sailor or a white blade sailor, the physical fitness of these summoned sailors is much higher than that of ordinary people, and after they are summoned, the first thing they do is not to go to battle to kill the enemy, but to work together with the rest of the sailors. Training, and after that, it is bloody and cruel actual combat.

Each of Plank's current sailors has experienced countless blood pours, and only in this way can they completely release their blood, and only in actual battles can they gain strength. faster progress.

The unnecessary resistance didn't last too long, but at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and then a sharp dagger slashed across the air, the blood-red light flashed away, and then the hard shield in the iron shield sailor's hand It was torn apart in an instant like thin paper.

And at the same moment when the shield was destroyed, the iron shield sailor almost instinctively threw the half of the iron shield in front of him without even thinking about it.

"Huh?" Seeing that the other party's actions were so decisive, the figure that suddenly appeared was also a little surprised, then lowered its body and easily avoided the incomplete shield that smashed over his head, and then the blood-red dagger was like a swift and fierce attack. The poisonous snake jumped straight at the iron shield sailor's chest.

when!
Plank took a few random steps with his feet on the ground, but in the blink of an eye, he had already covered a distance of nearly ten meters, and then the "scimitar" stabbed forward, blocking the sharp blow.

The dagger was blocked, feeling the power contained in this sword, Gu Long was startled, knowing that he had met a real master, but at the same time, the killing intent in his body became stronger, he licked his lips, his face With a slightly intoxicated look on his face, he seemed to have smelled the blood in the opponent's body.

The dagger was about to be retracted at the touch of a finger, and the evil eyes stared at Plank through the cold mask on his face, and then the blood-red dagger passed across his neck, as if to challenge Plank.

Feeling the bloody breath emanating from the other party, Plank secretly said in his heart: "Tier [-] killer."

After a failed strike, Gu Long's figure flickered a few times, and he wanted to leave here. His original purpose was to create chaos and fear through continuous assassinations. Now that he was unsuccessful, he was naturally preparing to withdraw.

It's just that his figure has just moved, and in some narrow cabin passages, lead bullets are flying rapidly.

"Bang bang bang..."

The continuous and rapid gunshots were like continuously burning firecrackers, and the momentum was not weakened in the slightest with the passage of time, but became more and more violent.

The musket sailors fired in groups of five, and in a blink of an eye, more than 20 lead bullets flew out like rapidly falling meteors. In this narrow space, the flying lead bullets were particularly bright. In a blink of an eye, dots of sparks flashed continuously from the barrel of the gun, and bursts of gunpowder smoke quickly filled this somewhat narrow area.

A shrill scream came out of his mouth, and then bursts of blood mist continuously emitted from Gu Long's body, and the rapidly moving figure brought out afterimages in this narrow space.

Poof... poof...

Gu Long never expected that these sailors would be so decisive. At this moment, he used his speed to the limit, and his figure kept dodging back and forth. Even so, two lead bullets pierced his body.

One buckshot landed in his abdomen and another pierced his left shoulder. Fortunately, the injuries caused by the two buckshot bullets were not serious.

His body was injured, and Gu Long's face was also a little pale, but his already red eyes were completely covered by bursts of bloodlust.

Anger, shame, and all kinds of emotions flooded into his mind, making him rush forward like a mad wolf, regardless of life and death.

It will take a certain amount of time for the tunnel gun to be filled, but what "welcomes" Gu Long is white feathered arrows that are as fast as lightning.

A white-feathered archer has long been ready to go, and seeing that the other party is so "brave", they naturally will not show mercy.

The white feathered arrows are like waves of white waves, which seem to wash away everything in front of them. Feeling the amazing impact of the feathered arrows, even though Gu Long has gradually lost his mind, his body still almost instinctively dodges.

(End of this chapter)