Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 689
Chen Tai'a once again blocked the bombardment of the wind and thunder cannon with his only remaining wing, but even so, his vigilant eyes did not relax, because in addition to the wind and thunder cannon, he also had to be on guard against the demon sword s attack.

But this time, the fishermen on the deck of the ship didn't make any sound, and there was a dead silence.

Immediately afterwards, another gust of wind, thunder and artillery struck, and the demon knife in Bai Huhou's hand roared like a beast almost at the same time. The blade sliced ​​through the night like lightning, and slashed at Chen Tai's wings.

But this time, because of the vigilance in advance, Chen Tai'a's wings were not cut off like before, but after resisting the blow, Chen Tai'a vomited a mouthful of blood.

It was obvious that he was injured again.

Zhou Changwang and the others on the deck clenched their teeth and clenched their fists so tightly that their nails were almost embedded in their flesh.

At this moment, they suddenly discovered that oil lamps were hung one after another on the fishing boats their father was riding on. These oil lamps were covered with a layer of red paper covers.

These red oil lamps are extremely conspicuous in the night.

The meaning of hanging red oil lamps on fishing boats is completely opposite to that of hanging yellow oil lamps. The general meaning is: don't come near me, there is danger here.

The red light on the fishing boat basically means farewell.

The biggest purpose is to make it easier for family members to search for their dead bodies at sea in the future.

The fishermen on the deck knew this better than anyone else.

But none of them said anything, they just knelt on the deck weakly one by one, crying silently.

"Little brother, we chatted very well today, but you don't need to worry about us any more, just take your life! Take my stupid son home!"

Chen Tai'a didn't see the red oil lamp under him, he was thinking about the countermeasures, but the old fisherman Zhou Guangde's hoarse shout suddenly came from his ear.

As if worried that Mrs. Chen didn't hear clearly, he shouted every word very hard.

And when Chen Tai'a turned his head away, all those old people had already jumped into the sea, and sank to the bottom of the sea without any struggle.

There were only four empty fishing boats left, wandering alone on the increasingly rough sea.

"Why? Why don't you trust me?"

Chen Tai'a looked at the empty fishing boats in confusion.

He didn't understand whether it was letting them board the boat before, or jumping into the sea desperately wanting to die at this moment.

He didn't understand why these people didn't believe in his kindness so much, and he didn't understand why they underestimated his determination to save them.

But at this moment when he was stunned, the sharp blade of the demon knife had already cut through the night silently, cut through the only wing left on his back, and stood on his back with one blade, the whole body The person is separated instantly.

The fishermen on the deck who were still immersed in grief turned pale at this moment, as if it was hard to believe the facts in front of them.

"Hahaha, the big monster is nothing more than that, hahaha..."

Standing in the stormy night, Bai Huhou laughed wildly, the laughter intertwined with the thunder, and the ten-foot long knife in his hand exuded a terrifying killing intent.

"You bastards, you think you can fight against my fairy alliance with just a big monster, and you don't know how to live or die!"

Bai Huhou raised the demon knife in his hand and pointed the sword at the fishermen on the deck.

"I'm not so terrific. I'll give you half a stick of incense. Killing one can save one."

He looked at the fishermen with a sneer, as if looking at domestic animals.

What Bai Huhou meant was that he wanted to see these fishermen kill each other.

The fishermen headed by Zhou Changwang and Tao Yong glanced at each other, and then picked up the long spears used by the dartfish on the ground with determined faces.

However, the darts in their hands did not point at their companions as Bai Huhou expected, but all pointed at him in the air.

"The revenge of killing relatives is not shared, even though we die, we will not regret it!"

Zhou Changwang, Tao Yong and the young fishermen behind them roared.

Hundreds of darts roared out through the air and shot towards Bai Huhou in the air.

It's just that before the hundreds of darts got close to Bai Huhou, they were smashed to pieces by the saber energy around him.

But the actions of these fishermen still surprised Bai Huhou, and at the same time he was very angry.

"A bunch of monkeys who only know how to yell."

He only felt that his majesty as the fourth lord of the Xianmeng had been challenged.

"Give me death!"

As he spoke, he saw the demon knife in his hand slashing towards the sea boat.

The Baihuhou knife seemed to be really angry. Before the blade fell, the huge coercion had already caused the whole ship to sink suddenly. You can believe that after the knife falls, let alone the fishermen on the boat will be killed. The sword energy is crushed into powder, I am afraid that the ship will be split into two.

But just when the blade was about to slash down vertically, a figure suddenly appeared under the blade.

And immediately, facing the falling long knife, the man directly raised his arm, and directly caught the knife with his hand.

With a loud "bang", the demon sword's sword energy raged all over the sky, and the remaining power of the sword's momentum directly caused the sea to sink.

But what is puzzling is that that hand is still intact and pinching the blade of the demon sword.

It was obviously a hand with flesh and blood, but the demon knife and ghost in Bai Huhou's hand seemed to be chopped on the black iron that had been cut for thousands of years, and it was impossible to cut it off at all.

"How are you still alive?"

Bai Huhou suddenly withdrew the demon knife from the man's hand, then looked at him in astonishment and said.

Also stunned were the fishermen on the deck.

Because they discovered that the one who received Bai Huhou's knife was none other than Chen Tai'a who had already decapitated before.

"You'll know right away."

Chen Tai'a looked at Bai Huhou as if he was looking at a dead person.

After speaking, he said to the fishermen below him without looking back:

"Go into the cabin."

His voice carried an unquestionable majesty, and he was completely different from the friendly boy next door.

Probably because of the previous lesson, even though the fishermen were full of doubts this time, they didn't ask a word, one by one, they scrambled and crawled into the cabin at the bottom of the sea boat.

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"

Bai Huhou sneered.

Although it is strange why Chen Tai Ah is still alive, it is clear that now is not the time to dwell on this issue.

He poured all of his remaining blood energy and true energy into the monster knife in one breath, and the clear blade with a little bloodshot began to turn blood red, like the blood-stained fangs of a wild beast.

And as the demon sword demon changed again, the entire sea area was completely enveloped by a disgusting smell, which smelled very much like the stench of rotting corpses.

(End of this chapter)