The Cursed Ship

The fire of the soul of the black skull on one side is immortal, and the fire in the eye sockets flickers, and the dark spirit can pull the scattered bones to gather, intending to reorganize the bones.

The cavalry team that had rushed through the passageway began to slow down, and it was naturally impossible for them to remain indifferent after being attacked by such an attack. In the next moment, they will change from the back row to the front row, chasing down that nasty human.

But how could Zheng Yang miss such a good backstab opportunity?

After smashing the last skeleton warhorse with lightning, Zheng Yang covered his entire body with lightning and chased after him.

"Pop~"

The black skull on the ground was shot at the back of the skeleton cavalry. Lightning invaded the head and destroyed the soul fire in the black skull. All its bones disintegrated, and a red light flew towards Zheng Yang.

The skeleton cavalry stopped advancing, and before they turned around, Zheng Yang had already killed him from behind. The hook and sickle knives opened and closed, killing the skulls and rolling all over the floor.

Hundreds of war horses, all of their power lies in the lance and frontal charge. It's a pity that this is a passage, and the ten-meter-wide passage is not enough for them to quickly turn around when they ride side by side.

After stopping at this time, failing to turn the spear head for the first time was equivalent to completely losing defense. They were no different from the Chinese cabbage waiting to be harvested in the field.

This was a unilateral slaughter. The lightning on the hook and sickle was contaminated on the skeleton, and the skull was completely killed as it rolled, and the fire in the eye sockets went out.

The red light shot at Zheng Yang continuously, and Zheng Yang almost groaned in relief.

When the black skeleton in front of him turned his horse's head and spear, Zheng Yang had already killed more than 30 black skeleton cavalry and war horses. Don't think that the skeleton warhorse is harmless, it can definitely kick Zheng Yang tens of meters away.

Kill kill kill!

Zheng Yang was already flying, and continued to rush up. As long as there is no charge, these black skeleton cavalry are just a larger number of opponents of the same level to him.

The next moment, Zheng Yang was taught to be a man again.

The skeletal cavalry who had already turned their heads raised their spears at the same time, and seven or eighty black lights shot out, intensively intertwined into a net of black lights without dead ends.

Zheng Yang's heart shuddered, and the protective force field shook out.

The thorn guardian force field rotates, removing part of the black light's attack power, and at the same time bursts of thunder flames in the collision, the intensity is obviously weakened by 70%.

Fight!

Zheng Yang continued to oscillate out of the thorns force field, and the power continued to stack, resisting the attacks of the black light tenaciously.

At the same time, he continued to wave the hook and sickle with both hands. He used the fighting skills of cross-cut and shadow claw on the hook and sickle.

This is an ultra-high-intensity battle. Zheng Yang is distracted and multi-purpose, not only has to continuously oscillate the protective force field, but also maintain several signature outputs at the same time, and then take into account the combat skills.

His mind is running at full capacity, like supercomputer overclocking operations. While exerting super high control ability, he also tries to calculate the enemy's attack angle and gap, adjust the rhythm of his various abilities, and complement each other to achieve a more labor-saving output.

After all, an individual is like an engine, and the maximum output power is limited, and maintaining multiple abilities at the same time will only weaken the power of each ability. By mastering the rhythm, you can focus on strengthening the power of a certain skill at the most suitable time, while taking into account other skills.

Under this pressure, Zheng Yang's protective force field became more flexible, and the effect of unloading and rebounding became more obvious. The direction and frequency of the psionic movement in the shock have been improved, and the power stacking effect has been increased by 50%.

His attacking skills are also improving. At first, he could be blocked by the Black Skeleton with a spear, and even the burst of lightning was dissipated, and he was even forced to step back to the entrance of the passage by the neat formation of the opponent.

Gradually, after Zheng Yang mastered the rhythm, he began to take advantage of the flaws that the black skeletons could not use in the passage, and used the black skeletons and war horses to create angles to avoid the back row attacks, and the two swords cooperated to cut off the skulls.

Every time a black skeleton is killed, Zheng Yang's pressure is reduced by one point, and the fighting rhythm becomes more and more skillful. After absorbing the red light, his bloodline power is growing, which is tantamount to increasing the maximum output power of the engine, and the power that can be output is also increasing.

"More than half of the weaving of the third layer of the thorn ring has been completed. When this team of skeleton cavalry is killed, it will definitely overflow!"

Zheng Yang was delighted, which meant that he had reached the limit of accumulation on the third level.

Next, as long as the group of spirit fish help him replenish the foundation of the first layer, and then make up the space that has been reopened for the second and third layers, he can advance to the fourth transcendent level with the help of breaking through the thorn burning method.

Kill the skeleton soldier...slash the skeleton horse...kill the skeleton soldier...slash the skeleton horse...

Zheng Yang kept doing the same thing over and over again. His fighting skills were almost cost-effective, he had a degree of advance and retreat, his moves were unpretentious, but his efficiency was getting higher and higher.

Huh~

The twenty-meter-long hook sickle suddenly shortened, and the hook blade at the end unexpectedly hooked off the neck of a black skull in the middle...

"Boom~"

The hook sickle was blocked by the spear, and a flash of lightning suddenly shot from the top, smashing the black skull's head...

"Who said that you can stab an undead without a gun head... No, who said that you can only throw out lightning with your hand? Isn't the hook and sickle changed by the hand? I use one point of blood to maintain the transformation and use nine points of lightning psychic energy Can't it?"

Lasting for more than 40 minutes, Zheng Yang cut off the head of the last skeletal warhorse. Lei Yan followed the hollow in the neck and intruded into the horse's head, destroying the soul fire inside.

Until the last soldier and horse, none of the skeleton cavalry escaped.

Zheng Yang glanced at the boat lights tens of meters away, flashed and teleported back to his yard.

This is a very exciting battle, killing more than 100 black skeleton cavalry and their horses of the same level of strength alone~www.ltnovel.com~Although it is with the help of the geographical advantage, Zheng Yang still feels great achievements. sense.

The gain is so great, not only the third layer of thorns ring is completely woven and completed, but also Zheng Yang’s combat awareness and proficiency of various combat skills have been greatly improved. Various skills are easy to come by, and they can be skilled without calculation. The right rhythm.

This wave has accumulated enough blood power, even more than twice as full, scattered deep in the body.

After the third layer of the thorn ring is woven successfully, there is still a lot of surplus energy that is turned into dew and mist to adhere to the thorn ring.

Lei Yan is vigorously tempering this ring of thorns, it purifies at any time and absorbs the mist to grow at any time, always maintaining a perfect state.

Before making up the foundation of the first and second stages, expanding the accumulation space and digesting the power of these bloodlines, Zheng Yang does not need to go out to fight with monsters for the time being.

He stood in the yard, carefully recalling the battle just now, and further summing up his experience.

It was not until the past three hours or so that Zheng Yang repeated the experience several times in his mind, and found some better fighting skills.