Lu Yun felt that the enemy he was facing was extremely cunning, because that damn flying weapon attacking him could automatically track and turn!
Even for him, letting his flying sword chase down the enemy is an operation that consumes a lot of his spiritual power. Normally, he would not choose such a coquettish attack method if it was not necessary.
After all, for a swordsman, controlling his own flying sword is a bit like the radio command guidance mode. The swordsman must predict the opponent's movement in advance, and then use his aura to control the flying sword, allowing the flying sword to change the attack direction in advance.
Unfortunately, this command guidance mode is already outdated for the guidance weapons of the Elanshir Empire.
All the missiles of the Airanshir Empire are already in launch-and-forget self-guidance mode, including high-precision infrared guidance mode and radar lock-on attack mode.
Air-to-air missiles launched from long range actually use expensive warheads in radar guidance mode. The radars on these warheads use the most sophisticated radar systems, which are expensive, but have very high accuracy.
They are capable of locking onto human-sized air targets, and with ultra-fast reaction speed, they can control missiles several times the speed of sound to change their flight paths.
Frankly speaking, the purpose of the Airanhill Empire's insistence on purchasing such expensive air-to-air missiles is actually to attack single-flying targets like magicians.
Therefore, once locked by such a missile, it is difficult to get rid of it! In order to meet the design attack accuracy requirements, this type of missile generally does not use collision fuzes, but radio proximity fuzes.
The warheads have also been carefully selected, and all fragmentation warheads are used - in order to detonate the missiles to cause effective damage before the magicians destroy these incoming missiles!
Yes, that's right! These missiles are designed to "attack Vivian"! So when they attack the swordsman, their performance is so good that it makes people laugh or cry.
When the swordsman named Lu Yun wanted to speed up his height to get rid of the missile attack, he was surprised to find that the terrible weapon pointed at him suddenly raised its head and turned, speeding towards him.
Came over.
Lu Yun was horrified and quickly let the flying sword following his shoulder attack the incoming weapon, hoping to destroy the weapon and ensure his own safety.
It's a pity that when his flying sword flew towards the target that was getting closer and closer, the terrifying target exploded on its own, forming a huge fire ball, covering him and his flying sword together.
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Feeling that his arm was hit by something, Lu Yun fell down from the clouds. His ears buzzed, and he felt that his internal organs had been moved and squeezed by the explosion.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing his clothes red, and finally managed to stabilize his falling figure. Only then did he realize that his flying sword, which he had nourished for decades, had been damaged in the explosion.
Before he had time to feel sad, he saw half of his sleeve floating in the air currents in the sky. The explosion just now and the flying prefabricated fragments cut off his arm, turning him into a cripple.
Regardless of the fact that he was seriously injured, Lu Yun quickly dived and flew downwards. He felt that flying like this in the sky was a living target for anyone to slaughter.
He reached out to cover his still bleeding wound, gritted his teeth and flew downwards. Above his head, there were some swordsmen who were helter-skelter avoiding the incoming missiles.
It was as if a brutal massacre was going on above the entire battlefield. The swordsmen didn't even know who their enemy was before they fled in disarray.
In the past, such powerful 300 masters would never be in such a mess. They cursed and controlled their flying swords to resist the incoming missiles as much as possible.
To be honest, they were already very powerful. Many missiles were cut down by flying swords before they hit their targets. However, some missiles hit their targets, causing casualties to these swordsmen.
Finally, Lu Yun fell to the ground, staggered two steps, and finally stood firm. He raised his head and saw many of his fellow disciples who had already landed.
Some people, like him, landed quickly to avoid those fatal attacks, while others were hit by those attacks and fell down.
Therefore, at this moment, some swordsmen were lying on the ground, their bodies smashed to pieces, some were dealing with their wounds in disgrace, and some were looking up at the sky, hoping to find an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.
Lu Yun tore off a piece of white sleeve with blood and tied his broken arm tightly to stop the blood from flowing out.
The blood with a faint blue light spilled on the ground, eventually turning into black and red, returning to normal dried blood.
"Who are they? Are they human?" A white-clothed swordsman still maintained full combat effectiveness. He fell next to Lu Yun, looked at the sky and shouted bitterly: "We have been fighting until now! We have been fighting even
Not a single living person was seen!”
They faced some very powerful puppets before, and then they were inexplicably hit by a huge explosion.
Until now, they were caught off guard again, but they still hadn't even seen the enemy's true face.
Lu Yun also began to wonder if this world was a world of puppets, a world completely controlled by puppets!
Otherwise, how could the other party be so powerful that the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect would not be able to see him even once after paying an unprecedented heavy price?
He took out a jade bottle from his arms, gritted his teeth and opened the cork on it, poured out the elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, and a strong energy rushed into his body.
After stabilizing his injury, Lu Yun took a look at his broken arm, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He wanted revenge, and he wanted to skin and cramp the bastards who attacked him one by one!
Just when he was clenching his teeth with hatred, a somewhat mocking voice sounded not far behind them: "I said, do you think that everything will be fine if you fall down?"
The surprised swordsmen all lowered their heads and looked behind them. Not far behind them, a group of god puppets wearing black robes and smiling masks were standing there holding long swords in their hands.
"You're here just in time!" The swordsman beside Lu Yun, whose combat power was still relatively intact, shouted and rushed over with his flying sword.
However, Lu Yun had no choice but to continue the high-intensity battle. He could only watch the battle that broke out in front of him, watching his senior fellow apprentices fight with countless enemies.
