With the arrival of these words, a huge wind blows towards the face, almost suffocating, and there are even screams of innocent souls and loud cries for mercy in the darkness, as if there is a huge flag in this small cabin. Dancing at high speed, fluffy!
Such a loud sound of movement was naturally intended to alarm the pirates who stayed behind on the Black Pearl. They had already gathered on the deck, and then holding sailor knives and axes, they raised their torches and poured down yelling. The Black Pearl, which was all-powerful in the Caribbean Sea, suffered a big loss the day before yesterday, which made them extremely depressed. Now that they had obtained this sufficient excuse, they naturally wanted to vent their anger crazily.
In front of Sheyan, there was a clear sound of the ice breaking, and a horseshoe the size of a bowl with unmatched power suddenly tore open the shackles of space and time and trampled on it. Above the cabinet of Morgan Falk's diary, the cabinet fell apart in an instant! It directly scattered into a powder the size of a fingernail! Then it turned into a little bit of ice dust and fell, showing the power contained in it.
Fortunately, Sheyan had already tied a thin transparent thread to Morgan Fogg's diary, and pulled the notebook with his hand as soon as the horseshoe appeared! Pulled this book over. He narrowly avoided being trampled by that horse's hoof.
But after such a slow moment, half of the demon horse Moore's huge body was exposed from the void, and trampled mercilessly on the cabin of the Black Pearl, causing the entire Black Pearl to shake violently. Then Lord Fokker, who was riding on the body of the demon horse Moore, also showed a big hand wearing a steel chain armor glove.
The index finger and middle finger of that steel black hand were joined together, pointing coldly at Sheyan!
At this moment, Sheyan felt as if he had fallen into a terrible nightmare.
It was like in the darkest hour before dawn, a few pairs of big hands pressed down on his neck forcefully, and it was firmly stuck! It's hard to breathe! At the moment when he was about to die, he screamed and struggled out of it. An invisible force seemed to grow out of his body. The slap made his nose bleed profusely and his teeth splattered, but it slammed him from the air. Waking up abruptly from the nightmare.
But even so, the feeling of suffocation still exists, as if viscous poison is attached to the throat!
Not only him, but also the sky, clouds, and air outside seemed to be forced by this terrible pressure, and they all fell silent in a low voice. Only the waves that would never stop were whimpering unwillingly.
so powerful! !
At this time, if other people looked at Fang Sheyan, they could see a layer of black air lingering all over his body, bending and rolling in his five sense organs like a snake, crawling in and out, very strange.
Of course Fang Senyan will not wait to die here foolishly at this time, he has planned for a long time, the purpose of course is not to fight with Little Lord Fokker here. Although the demon horse Moore is very majestic, it also has a disadvantage, that is, it is very large in size, and if Lord Fokker is riding on it, it will occupy a very large area. It is absolutely unrealistic to run in the narrow bilge of the Black Pearl.
So Fang Sheyan threw himself directly out of the door, but behind him was a series of cracking sounds of ice. His balance seemed to be affected at this time, and he landed on his face in a panic. Ben.
But at this moment, Little Lord Fokke was already riding the monster horse Moore, and he rushed out of the bottom cabin like a tank, and pieces of wood flew everywhere he passed! There are crackling sounds everywhere. Although it is different from those demolition professionals, the bilge of the Black Pearl was immediately ravaged, and at least five or six doors were scrapped. There could only be room for two people to walk side by side, but it was expanded by the friendship of the Lord in plate armor, so it really became a wide passage that could allow horses to run eighty yards.
Fortunately, at this time, the fake-eyed man Strike had already rushed down with a group of people carrying torches, and Sheyan immediately rolled over in embarrassment and shouted:
"Damn it! Why did you idiots come here, the enemy is destroying our black pearl!"
At this moment, Fang Senyan deliberately wiped some dust on his face, and the fire was flickering and dim, who would recognize that he was not a crew member of the Black Pearl? The most important thing is that no matter how powerful Little Lord Fokker is, at least his momentum is loud enough, and while showing his arrogance, he held the audience as soon as he came out, and made a group of ridicule with his face steadily. He was also destroying the black pearl, so Strick immediately took a rusty kitchen knife, strode forward and said angrily:
"You bloody idiot! This is the floor I just wiped... get down on your knees and lick it dry..."
The last word "clean" was uttered by Strick during the inverted flight! Little Lord Fokker didn't make a move at all, the demon horse Moore very simply raised his bowl-sized left front hoof and kicked it!
Schank yelled, and the whole person flew upside down, and even his own fake eye landed on the ground with a "click" and bounced several times. His whole body was kicked by the horse's hoof. There were only clicking sounds, and it was unknown how many partitions and panels in the cabin were damaged during the inverted flight.
What's even more ridiculous is that he probably didn't hold the ax in his hand firmly when he was kicked, so he was kicked and flew out, and the ax in his hand spun around in the air a few times before falling heavily, " "Boom" and slashed deeply to the floor.
Struck was attacked, and the rest of the pirates on the Black Pearl couldn't just sit back and watch, they all bit their pigtails and rushed up with weapons and roars. Although their combat effectiveness is not too strong, it is relative! How could it be mediocre to be the crew of the three legendary battleships? According to Fang Senyan's deduction, even if their undead physiques are removed, their combat ability will at least not be inferior to that of Heifan, Davis and others. That's why Sheyan never planned to meet these perverts from the beginning to the end.
Seven or eight crazy pirates rushed forward at the same time, which was quite unfavorable for Little Lord Fokke in such a narrow place. At this time, Little Lord Fokke raised his head slightly, his cold eyes shone coldly under the plate armor with a mask, and even the iron plates on the plate armor he carried with him were stirring like a golden wind, scanning people's eyes , also brought a sharp coldness, as if it wanted to pour the chill of death into everyone's internal organs.
Taking advantage of this great opportunity, Sheyan turned around and fled, but Lord Fokker suddenly stretched out his right hand, and cut about forty-five degrees from top to bottom in the air. Suddenly, a streak appeared from the place where the right hand cut In the endless void, a large cloud of black air gushed out from it, surrounded by a bit of deep blood, and shot forward, aimed at Sheyan and flew over!
Death Coil!
Fortunately, the speed at which the black air was ejected did not seem too fast. Fang Sheyan suddenly rushed to the side and hid in a corner that was out of sight. However, the black air was like a tarsal maggot. He also made a big turn and chased in very simply. Immediately, Sheyan uttered a miserable scream.
There was a sneer and sarcasm in Little Lord Fokker's eyes, but his actions were quite serene and unhurried. Looking at him, it seemed that he was not surrounded by seven or eight pirates on the Black Pearl, but was surrounded by himself. before the throne.
I didn't see any movement from him, he had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and then slightly pulled out half of the blade, which was transparent. If it is condensed like ice, then there are very bright blood-colored textures spreading on it, and they combine to form a vivid rune, which seems to be clearly engraved in people's minds. Once it falls into everyone's eyes, I don't know. Why, there was a low whimper in my heart for no reason.
Uneasy hissing.
"go to hell."
Little Lord Fokker said indifferently: His voice is actually not loud, but muffled and heavy, like a chopstick being directly inserted into a person's eardrum, it shakes all the viscera of the person who hears it. Impatient and irritable, it is difficult to calm down.
Then he aimed his sword at the pirate in front of him and slashed down! Wherever the blade of the rune went, even the moisture in the air was condensed out, making a crackling sound.
A pirate raised his sailor ax to block it. Where the ax and the blade touched, a large amount of ice immediately condensed, and even quickly spread to the surface of his body, freezing it into an ice sculpture in an instant.
Little Lord Fokke sneered in disdain, and swept again, but another pirate appeared, with knuckles on his fists, and hit the ice sword! There was a sound of gold and iron clanging! Immediately afterwards, he followed up with another punch, hitting the armor on Little Fokker's chest.
Only at this time, Lord Fokker had already slashed down with his backhand, chopping down the pirate on the ground, and the guy was quickly frozen. And the demon horse, Momoore, raised its four hooves and trampled on it ferociously.
Another pirate rushed forward, and Lord Fokke buried himself, then drew his sword again and swiped back, cutting the pirate from his left shoulder to his right crotch, splitting him into two, strangely, but not Blood flowed out. Immediately afterwards, the pirate was still able to move his arms, and then he moved his body together, and without getting up, he screamed and hugged Momoore's horseshoe!
"It's him!! It's him, I recognize him! The old captain died because of him, and the boatswain Hanst was also killed in disguise by him! This is the damned Lord Fokke."