"Ah!" Accompanied by screams, these swordsmen, who could not fly in the first place, watched helplessly as the flying magic weapon under their feet shattered into pieces under the heavy load.
The wooden board broke where the bullet hole was, and the shining talismans shattered and disappeared one after another.
The swordsman controlling the flying boat had a desperate look on his face, trying to stabilize this not-so-huge magic weapon, but in the end he could only watch helplessly as this thing that held everyone's hope of escape completely shattered in front of him.
Come.
At the broken place, swordsmen had already fallen. A few swordsmen were smart. They used the last bit of support left by the flying boat to jump up and back to the sword peak.
Many of the remaining people followed suit and jumped back to the Sword Peak. But there were still many people and the remaining corpses that fell to the ground with the flying boat, falling from a thousand meters altitude.
The other airship flew towards the distance without looking back, and it seemed that no enemy was chasing them. Following them, there were several similar airships that took off from other places.
"Back?" A group of furious swordsmen who had just been kicked off the flying boat looked at their fellow disciples who had just jumped back to the sword peak, with cold smiles on their faces.
They have lost all hope now, so they have become very dangerous. The few swordsmen who escaped were a little panicked, and they quickly waved their hands and begged for mercy: "No! Don't! We..."
Before a few people could recover and prepare for the battle, several flying swords attacked from all directions, killing them.
"Go to hell! You bastard!" A leading swordsman spat coldly beside the corpses of several people, then turned away and walked back.
"Go to the center of the magic circle! When we get there, we are thinking of a solution!" He is a swordsman who seems to have a relatively high level of cultivation, so naturally there are many people following him.
These people now had no chance to escape, so they began to huddle together for warmth again, appearing to be more disciplined than before.
"You guys and others, keep an eye on this place! If there is a flying boat that comes back to rescue people, arrange for people to go up in order! Those who create chaos will be killed without mercy!" The swordsman, who seemed to be calm in the face of danger, said to him while walking up the mountain.
Several fellow disciples around him ordered.
"Senior Brother! We..." Several junior brothers looked grateful and wanted to ask this backbone to stay.
"Listen to my arrangements!" However, they only spoke the beginning before they were interrupted by the senior brother: "I'll leave this to you. I'll take people to the center of the magic circle to see if we can think of a solution there!"
As he said that, he led a few swordsmen who were already red-eyed and walked onto the broken and damaged intestine path.
On the steps, there were corpses of swordsmen lying in various directions. When they stormed here, they were suppressed by the opponent, and many people died here.
Now, the enemy seems to have left, leaving only the collapsed stone steps and mottled bullet marks on the stone wall.
Soon, the collapsed and broken steps and corridor stopped in front of them. Several people could only adjust their breath and jump to the opposite side of the steps.
The vision began to become wider, with falling boulders everywhere and some traces left by the explosion.
In this wide place, they saw the body of their master. The old swordsman, with his stomach broken and gutted, was sitting against a big stone, his head lowered and his body already stiff.
Opposite the old man, they also saw the damaged corpse of an enemy. Inside the armor that had been shattered by the impact was a puppet that had lost any reaction.
A few people briefly checked the battlefield, and then they realized that even if they went to the central magic circle, they might not be able to do anything.
"Unless those people leave, we won't be able to defeat them even if we go there." A swordsman said in a depressed voice.
He had just attacked this small trail with a group of people, but the result was that they dropped hundreds of corpses and failed to penetrate the opponent's defense line.
Now they know that the other party is obviously a powerful being on the same level as their master. Even if there is only one person, they are no match for these rotten fish and shrimps.
"If they don't leave, or even if only one of them doesn't leave, we can't defeat them." Another swordsman said depressedly.
He looked at the armored puppet at his feet who was leaning on the stone and had lost all power, and his heart was full of frustration.
Because he has been practicing the art of sword control for so many years, his combat effectiveness is only a little bit. In fact, it is not as powerful as the puppet in front of him...
This kind of blow was simply unbearable for him, and he was reluctant to accept the fact that he was worse than a puppet agency.
"Then we have to go too!" The senior brother at the head clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me!"
They were naturally familiar with this sword peak, so they found the center of the array very quickly.
At this time, Lu Wuyue had already controlled the huge sword peak, adjusted the angle, and accelerated towards the other sword peak.
"Someone is coming!" Long Jie raised her weapon and aimed in the direction of the door. Their location was actually a room built on a cliff. It was probably similar to a ship's bridge, so it naturally had to be built with a view.
Very good place.
"The people inside... we can talk!" Senior Brother's voice came from outside the wall: "We... just want to talk! Don't attack, okay?"
Without waiting for a response from the people inside, the senior brother, who had behaved calmly along the way, finally mustered up the courage and walked through the door.
As soon as he entered the door, his knees weakened and he knelt on the ground. Then, he raised his hands, waved a leaflet in his hand, and said loudly: "I surrender! It says you will not kill prisoners! I
I want to live! I surrender! Take me out of here..."
Outside the gate, the swordsmen who came all the way with the eldest brother looked at me and I looked at you. They looked confused: Aren't they here for a decisive battle? It seems...it seems that the eldest brother didn't say that they wanted to fight.
"This... seems to be a way to survive?" A swordsman looked at his companion who was also confused and asked tentatively.
Then, he saw the swordsman opposite him also walked into the door, and quickly knelt on the ground: "I surrender too!"
"No..." The swordsman looked at the others again, and then he also raised his feet and walked into the pavilion where the central magic circle was located: "I surrender too! I'm here to surrender too!"