Is this thing really human?

It's obviously only the third level, but it can receive a salvo of four naval guns?

Is my personality suppression fake?!

Xu Dong's worldview was impacted, and Xu Dong's heart was in turmoil. All the curse words from birth to now were rolling in his throat, but he was unable to utter a single word in pain.

Because the brutal force is still pressing down, if the agitation in his chest leaks at all, he will be crushed to pieces!

On the side, Zhao Yinshun was also amazed by his powerful attack power.

The [Physical] attribute with over 5,000 points of passive damage reduction can’t handle it?!

Even if the 50% damage reduction of [King Kong Body] is turned on, there is still a trace of gunpowder smoke in his face!

This also means that these naval guns will hurt him...well...although not much...

The distracting thoughts in my heart disappeared in a flash, the energy of Qi and blood that had switched to defense began to steam again, and the distant and rich dragon's roar echoed in the sky again.

At this time, the other Japanese pirate ship spirits also discovered this scene, and all relaxed smiles froze on their faces.

What the hell?

Not dead? Not disabled? Not even injured?!

Am I dreaming?

Many people pinched themselves subconsciously, and the severe stinging pain made them feel shocked. They came to their senses and rushed to rescue.

Feeling the approaching aura behind him, Zhao Yinshun raised a cruel smile on his lips, and a bright gilded halo evaporated around his body.

So what if I ask you to fight for ten minutes?!

The muscles under the skin rolled like a python, and the armored ship, which had decelerated briefly, began to move crazily again. Even if the steam boiler was desperately pressurized, it could not resist the push of the small body.

Seeing that they were only a few hundred meters away from the lake shore, the anxious ship spirits began to release firepower regardless.

Anyway, their old-fashioned artillery couldn't penetrate Boss Xu's armor. Hundreds of muzzles poured out continuous firepower, falling on Zhao Yinshun like raindrops.

But what made them despair was that the artillery fire that could destroy the city could only splash golden ripples three feet away from the body of the young man in white. The translucent gilt film was like a wall of sighs, sealing all the damage.

Shut out.

"Horse riding, what kind of monster is this?!"

"You can't penetrate his skin!"

"The artillery is ineffective, so we can only use the ship-cutting knife to fight in close combat!"

…………

The toughest metal horn turned into a huge ship-cutting knife. A dozen ship spirits waved their weapons and rushed towards Zhao Yinshun with a tragic momentum.

"I'll hit you to death with my horse!"

Carrying the belief of dying together, the fifth-level ship spirit accelerated to the extreme and split the lake surface, rushing to Zhao Yinshun's side with an unstoppable momentum.

Most of the strength was put towards the front. Looking at the enemies attacking from the side, the young man frowned slightly.

But at this moment, all the rushing ship spirits turned around in fear and looked at the dense water column exploding around the main body.

Where did the shelling come from?

Even more sensitive than their spiritual senses, Zhao Yinshun clearly sensed that his own fleet, which was supposed to have left the battlefield, had returned and was forming a battle line, pouring artillery fire madly at the chaotic Japanese pirates.

Even the disabled [Tianhong] was hanging at the end, trying hard to release supporting firepower.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc, catching the short-term flaw of other ship spirits. Zhao Yinshun unhesitatingly stretched out an arm and pulled out the White Emperor Sword from his waist.

【Floating Dream Shadow Sword】!

The shrill platinum sword light instantly swallowed up all the Japanese pirate ship spirits. Without observing the results of the battle, Zhao Yinshun sheathed his sword, pinched Xu Dong who was about to resist, and continued to push him!

Thousands of meters away, huge sword marks were opened on the hulls of more than a dozen sail warships. Terrifying wounds were densely covered in every corner of the ship. One Tier 3 warship was even almost cut in half!

When the sword light subsided, the blood-soaked ship spirits looked at the armored ship that was gradually moving away, and then at the chaotic fleet behind them. They were in a dilemma for a while.

But at this time, Zhao Yinshun was almost approaching his destination. The bottom of the armored ship came into contact with the sand on the shore of the lake, causing turbid waves to roll up.

Feeling the resistance of the earth, the young man in white did not relax. Instead, he gritted his teeth and used the overdraft force to forcefully push the giant ship with a displacement of several thousand tons onto the shore. Most of the entire bottom of the ship was exposed to the air, leaving only the propeller.

The following parts are still in contact with the water.

Phew~

Zhao Yinshun casually let go of the sluggish enemy in front of him, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and sighed with satisfaction.

"Your battleship is great, and now it's mine."
Chapter completed!