Chapter 1073

The situation on the land of Qingyuan seems to be much more serious than Sean thought.

On the day after he and Silan reached an agreement, the sound of a trumpet was heard far before dawn.

As Sean, who had been in the army for a long time, he was no stranger to this voice. However, compared with the songs circulating in the land boundary today, the horn song of floating island is more low and long, and can even hear the history condensed by the precipitation of years.

Then the war began.

This time, it was an attack led by Locke and the rebels. The fortification base just built by Silan had not even had time to install the defense equipment, so he was forced to take part in the battle. This made Silan angrily curse several times, and even suspected that there were traitors in his army. Otherwise, how could Locke choose the perfect time as the attack time.

But Sean thought it was just a coincidence.

Because in this attack, he can feel Locke's obvious eagerness - as an assassin type career, he should not lack patience, and Sean especially believes Locke does not lack these. After all, he has had a hand with Locke before, so he knows that Locke is not a hot headed person. He knows how to use his own advantages to make the war develop in a favorable way.

But this time, Sean didn't feel it from the atmosphere of the battlefield. There was only a kind of fanaticism.

Desperate enthusiasm.

Sean wanted to know what made Locke change, but since he had reached an agreement with Shiran, it was natural to give priority to the content of the agreement. At least, he must lure Locke to Silan, and then kill Locke to complete Silan's behavior of "brushing his reputation". Under this premise, whether personal curiosity is satisfied is no longer within Sean's consideration.

So Sean has been out of everyone's sight since the beginning of the war.

His only goal is to find Locke.

It may be difficult for others to distinguish Locke's whereabouts, but it's actually not a problem for Sean. Because the floating island people have different training methods from the local people in practical training, so that they don't know how to perfectly converge their breath. Therefore, it has become a convenient place for Sean with real eyes.

But this time, things didn't change as smoothly as Sean thought.

Because Sean didn't find Locke in the battlefield!

Qingyuan land defense base is a small fortress built with Qingyuan magic transmission array as the core. Although the scale is not large, it is more than enough in terms of the floating large library. Of course, all this is based on the fact that after the completion of the construction of the fortress, more fortress defense equipment can be installed - although the scientific and technological development of the territory is very rapid, some things are not the more advanced the better.

For example, magic crystal cannon.

This is a special cannon invented by gibriel against the gods in the twilight era. With magic spar as the power source, it can launch a shell similar to that of the legendary strong man. Moreover, compared with the legendary strong, they can't keep shooting at their peak all the time, but the magic crystal gun can keep firing a shell every three to five minutes. If you don't consider the service life and the permission of blasting, you can even launch a gun every minute.

Now, in the boundary of the miracle continent, there is no magic crystal gun. There are only ordinary guns. It's OK to deal with ordinary soldiers and the strong above the holy land. This kind of urban warfare equipment is basically a kind of decoration.

Of course, with the emergence and deepening of magic guide technology, magic guide guns will soon appear in the earth - this is the special urban warfare equipment that is really ahead of magic crystal guns.

At present, there are four magic crystal guns in the base in charge of Silan.

According to the plan, the four magic crystal guns will be installed today to guard the four gates of the fortress. In addition, there will be some other urban war equipment also began to be installed. So if everything goes well, the fortress will become a solid fortress in the evening. At that time, no matter how Locke leads the rebels to attack, it is impossible to win the fortress easily.

This is the reason why Shiran will gnash his teeth - Locke's early attack completely disrupted Shiran's plan.

But what is more difficult is that Sean has swept around the wall of the fortress and never found Locke. Moreover, the development of the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to the floating Islanders. Originally, there were not many people left in the fortress, because most of them were sent to support Qiufeng plain. The people left in the whole fortress were even less than 100. This was because several vanguards returned, otherwise the number would be less.

But now, with the death of more and more students, the rebels have not only an advantage in number, but even weapons. They are no longer the dilapidated agricultural tools or abandoned rotten weapons. In this way, the rebels who were sentenced to exile because of their ferocity are naturally much more effective than these students.

……

A sharp arrow with a roaring sound like wind and thunder crossed the battlefield hundreds of meters away and pierced the eyebrows of a young student.

The strong impact force even rolled the student's feet off the ground and fell to the ground several meters later.

Dust rose with the breeze of the fallen body.

The young student's face still wore the look of not being angry when he bravely killed the enemy; His right hand always firmly grasped a war knife. Even if he fell to the ground at this time, his right hand still didn't loosen.

It seems that even he didn't react at the moment of death.

"Captain!"

"Captain Foya!"

The sudden blood made the scene a little chaotic.

Several equally young students immediately burst into tears.

This is a small team with less than ten people.

At the beginning of the war, the team was strong enough, and they could kill the rebels on the wall with the benefit of weapons. However, with the passage of time, the loss of physical strength and the loss of personnel, this team, which initially had a size of nearly 20 people, had to start to retreat, and even was once surrounded by rebels who broke through the city gate and attacked from top to bottom.

If not for their captain Foya's decisive decision to abandon their defensive task and fight a bloody path with the rest of the staff, they would have been completely surrounded and annihilated. Nevertheless, after rushing out of the encirclement, there were only 12 or 3 of them left, so they had to change to guerrilla warfare. Unfortunately, in the current trend of failure, the loss of personnel can not be avoided.

The goddess of luck obviously no longer cares for these poor students.

With the death of their captain, two distracted students were immediately killed by the besieged rebels.

The number of people is less than ten.

However, there has never been a soft hearted approach to war.

Dozens of insurgents who have been armed with new weapons, do not know whether they are stimulated by the smell of blood in the air or by witnessing the arrival of death, they began to become unusually crazy. They made meaningless shouts, and then launched a final charge, encirclement and suppression against these students who could be said to be disabled and defeated.

No mercy.

No surrender.

Yes, just cruel killing.

In the death march composed of screams, roars and screams, these students finally turn into cold bodies.

……

Like the death scene in front of us, it is staged in the whole fortress at this moment.

Although the protagonists in most death plays are these young students, there are always one or two exceptions occasionally.

The black shadow of the sword is like a blooming flower.

Blood has become the nourishment for the vigorous growth of this flower.

This was a section of the wall of the fortress, and Sean, who was running fast, did not stop because of the rebels on the wall. The black king in his hand is like a part of his body. He can change freely on his hands without Sean's hard control. Then he shakes countless black sword Qi and spreads in all directions, killing all the rebels who hinder Sean's progress.

However, Sean is no longer moving forward independently at this time.

Behind him were more than a dozen young students with different injuries. These people are the lucky ones saved by Sean from passing by when he was looking for Locke, but because Sean moved forward too fast, some seriously injured guys can't keep up, so they all fell behind on the way. But even if these guys didn't fall behind, they couldn't help Sean.

We can only keep a short distance from Sean - without hindering and ensuring that Sean has enough fighting space, we and others will not be cut by the enemy and fall into the enemy's encirclement.

The front buried his head in charge of Sean, and didn't care who was blocking him.

All he knows is that any guy who is hostile to himself is his target, that's all. As for judging whether there is hostility, it's even simpler. Since Sean has opened the real eye to look for Locke, how can he let go of another function of the real eye - Sean has completely stopped looking at each other's clothes, looks and looks, and only rely on his halo and energy to judge the enemy, US and strength gap.

When Sean again wielded his sword to kill several rebels who tried to slow down Sean's attack, the surrounding rebels seemed to finally find their reason, no longer blindly launched a death attack on Sean, but began to retreat slowly.

This change in momentum naturally makes Sean suddenly relax the pressure he needs to face.

However, these rebels did not leave, but surrounded Sean and the students who followed Sean in a larger circle, with an attitude of "I can't beat you, I trap you". But these have no meaning for Sean, because the strength of these rebels can't shake Sean at all. For him, it's just the difference between killing 100 people or 10 people.

Taking a deep breath, Sean was a little tired and continued to entangle with the rebels endlessly.

The black fighting spirit began to escape from Sean's right hand, turned into very subtle strands of energy, and then slid down Sean's fingers to the black king.

After entering the holy land, Sean had a new understanding of the four sword skills taught to him by bass. Of course, this may have something to do with Sean's official title of "sword saint". Because of this, Sean's achievements and growth in swordsmanship naturally seem extremely amazing. He has even been able to disperse his fighting energy into multiple strands, and then integrate it into the sword skills taught by bass, so as to cooperate with the outbreak of higher lethality.

And this kind of combat skill is especially good at playing in the face of many people's siege.

If we must say that there are defects, it is that this kind of combat technology is somewhat indiscriminate between the enemy and ourselves.

But anyway, Sean doesn't think there is any distinction between "enemy and ourselves" among the people on the floating island, so even if there are any other side effects, it's not something that Sean needs to pay special attention to. The only thing he wants to solve now is the pile of rebels in front of him who seem to be unable to kill them no matter how hard they are.

It seemed that they felt a strong death threat, and the rebels looked at Sean with unspeakable fear.

The morale of the rebel army fell to a low point in an instant.

But Sean didn't give them much time to react and think.

At the moment when the atmosphere of fear began to spread and spread, Sean suddenly took a step forward. The wrist of his right hand shook and turned into wisps of scattered energy. Suddenly, Sean was reconstituted in the sword body of the black king - at this moment, it was like the strong beating sound of the Dragon's heart, those close to Sean, Both the rebels and the young students were bleeding from their seven orifices in an instant. In severe cases, they even fainted after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The black king, at the moment when the sound like a beating heart sounded, the whole sword body lit a black flame, as if the sword body itself was shaped by a flame. At this time, it just lifted the seal and restored its original form.

A strong sense of fear of death spread in all directions like a tide.

Countless people began to scream and flee in panic.

"Sword wound. Sigh of the soul startler!"

Sean held the black king back and plunged into the ground!