The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Chapter 439 Rayleigh’s Crisis (Part [-])

Chambord Islands, No. 17.

"cp0"

The answer appeared like a guess, causing Rayleigh to twitch his left hand at the same time.

The moment the bright fireworks rose, the black and translucent claws and the pitch-black sword were intertwined.

What followed was Joey's barely detectable left hand. This time he did not have a hardened weapon attached, but went straight to Rayleigh's right abdomen at a diagonal downward angle.

"Not a trace of murderous intent"

When seeing and hearing color lost its effectiveness, Rayleigh relied on his body's instinct to turn his body sideways at the critical moment and did not end it.

The old man named Joey had no emotion in his deep pupils, just like the cold mechanical ding, ding, ding.

Joey released his left hand under Rayleigh's huge force, and his hands were in the shape of eagle claws, outlining afterimages all over the sky. Every attack he made was extremely sharp, and there was no frenzy caused by the speed of the attack. surging wind pressure.

Hey, hey, Lei Li, who had not fought with anyone for a long time, even though he was mentally prepared, his body still had not reached its peak condition, so he soon developed a few shallow wounds on his body that were difficult to prevent.

"Chasing Souls in the Underworld"

Knowing that he couldn't follow the opponent's rhythm, Rayleigh took the risk of getting two more wounds on his body, pulled his left arm, and leaned forward as fast as lightning to thrust out a bit of cold light.

The decisiveness and severity of this sword interrupted Joey's aggressiveness for the first time since the beginning of the battle, and even made him take two full steps back.

Taking this opportunity, Rayleigh slashed horizontally with a surging sword energy that split the air. The sharp edge with a sharp cry was dodged by Joey with a move of suddenly shrinking into a ball.

"Is it possible for humans to do the six-style paper painting?"

The more frightened Rayleigh became, his right hand instantly placed on the hilt of the sword, holding the sword with both hands, and he instantly pulled down and banged.

Joey, who was attacking like a piece of paper, was the first to get behind him when his sword energy hit the mangrove. Rayleigh, who knew how fast he was slashing, knew clearly: the opponent's speed was really terrifying.

"curl wave"

After blocking Joey's assassination again, Rayleigh, whose body was fully awakened by the fatal crisis, began to fight back for the first time. Swish, swish, swish.

The long sword he waved with both hands turned into a wavy sword shadow all over the sky. The black vortex was like a darkness that could swallow everything. Joey, who was attacking from dozens of angles, began to retreat.

One step, two steps, three steps

When he took the third step back, as if he had reached some critical point, Joey's figure disappeared in a flash of light. Before he could turn around, Rayleigh let go of his right hand, and drew a crescent moon with his left hand holding the long sword behind him. Ding

The moment a huge force surged behind him, Rayleigh's right elbow struck hard on the back, and the clear sound of impact spread again.

Rayleigh, who moved with the help of two recoil forces behind him, completed his turn and caught a glimpse of the trace left by Joey when he disappeared just now. Only a handful of thumb-like grass was bent: What is this, a ghost step?

Ding, ding, ding was another series of fatal attacks. Rayleigh, who had adjusted his condition, dealt with it much more calmly than before. He even left a shallow white mark on Joey's claws: that was the mark covering the weapon. skin under color

Just at this moment, a bubble floating from the ground stood between the two of them, and under the colorful light and shadow, Joey's figure disappeared again

Rayleigh didn't panic. The same moves wouldn't work for him. He just needed to stay where he was and adapt to any changes.

"Why don't you come?"

Rayleigh, who was not attacked immediately, naturally thought of the prefix "Soul Chaser" before the opponent's name.

It is not a goshawk that spreads its wings across the sky and soars thousands of miles, but looks like a very eerie and terrifying death. The bird that meets this condition is the owl.

It is a symbol of bad luck and death.

The sharp claws and the black sword tip clashed in the electric light and flint. Rayleigh's sword became faster.

Joey's attack could no longer force him to defend in a panic, even if the opponent's assassination method was really powerful.

Reilly admitted that this old man, who had taken off his "scholar's coat" since the beginning of the war and turned into a killer, was the most difficult enemy he had ever encountered, but that didn't mean he couldn't resist.

A violent crunching sound suddenly sounded from Joey's body. The next second, an arm like a scorpion's tail was reflected in Rayleigh's pupils.

Pfft Although Rayleigh tried his best to avoid it, three straight blood marks were still left on his forehead. However, his subsequent fierce counterattack was in vain as the opponent quickly retreated.

Tick, tick, the blood that lay on his forehead flowed down so freely, sliding across the corners of his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and even entered his eyes without blinking.

"We can't continue fighting here. The environment is too favorable to the opponent."

Rayleigh, who didn't intend to cut down too many mangroves, let alone destroy the ground beneath his feet, took the initiative to step out with his right foot. At this moment, Joey also appeared with a roar.

Terrifying fluctuations and aura emerged from Rayleigh's body, giving people an absolute sense that as long as they dare to get close, they will definitely kill the enemy. This is the overlord color belonging to "Pluto" Rayleigh.

From the puncture point of "Chasing Souls in the Underworld", Joey understood a truth. If both the stone and the stone were to die, he would definitely die because of his old age and frailty, but the other party would only be seriously injured by his attack: this is related to the fact that he received The order to kill the opponent does not match.

Joey's temporary change of direction gave Rayleigh valuable time.

Different from Joey's movement, Rayleigh's body, which stepped on the amazing air wave, quickly shot into the distance and was deceived.

After realizing that he had been frightened by the opponent's bluff, Joey chased after him. After thinking about it, he discovered Riley's "naivety"

With Rayleigh's swordsmanship and strength, he could have wiped out the geographical advantage he occupied with just a few swords, but he used a stupid method of shifting the battlefield, thus exposing his back.

The murderous intention on his back disappeared in a flash, but Rayleigh did not make any counterattack. Instead, his foot speed increased a bit. Considering the opponent's professionalism, how could he make such a mistake.

Joey did this, just waiting for the moment when he turned around to be on guard, and then clicked from another place

Rayleigh swung the long sword in his left hand, and used the curved edge of the "soft sword" to block Joey's attack from behind with his palm raised, but he actually did the opposite.

Ding, ding, ding, there were sparks of lightning all the way. Even though Rayleigh, who had lost the opportunity, adjusted his body, he was severely suppressed by Joey again.

"This time it's a draw."

After a psychological game with each other, Rayleigh, who had a few more wounds on his body and his clothes were scratched and nicked everywhere, finally came to the sea where he wanted to fight. Crash, crash.

Even though he looked very embarrassed now, Rayleigh still smiled amidst the turbulent waves of the sea: "The sea is the battlefield of pirates."

"I still can't understand the feelings of you pirates."

On the coast, Joey who stopped walking had a more searching emotion in his eyes. Rayleigh, who thought the opponent would attack without hesitation, was surprised: "Some things in this world are destined to be understood by doing it yourself."

"Right"

Joey, who seemed to agree and was talking to himself, glanced back behind him. When his eyes turned back, the extra nostalgia in his pupils faded away like the tide, and instead, a kind of silent loneliness surfaced in him: "Let me see how deep your feelings are, Pluto, Rayleigh."