The young martial artists were sleeping soundly. The others didn't dare to make a sound. As for the staff, they didn't speak. The entire beast-catching ship was very quiet. Only the sound of the waves could be heard. There wasn't even a night pearl on the ship. They were sailing in the dark. Only the white bone chairs with people lying on them emitted a weak fluorescent light. It looked very strange.
But the people lying on the white bone chairs were all asleep. They couldn't see this abnormality at all. The rest of the martial artists standing on the side didn't eat or drink and didn't dare to doze off. They were all nervous. It was another hard night. Tonight seemed to be even colder.
"It's too cold. I can't stand it."
A martial artist couldn't stand the cold, so he decided to prop up a true essence shield to resist the cold. He couldn't lie on the white bone chair, but he could prop up a true essence shield by himself.
"Don't!"
The people next to him wanted to persuade him, but it was too late. This person propped up his true essence and propped up an eggshell-shaped shield. It was still flashing, and it was particularly conspicuous in the dark night sky.
"Whoosh … …"
A black shadow suddenly flashed. It seemed that something flew onto the ship. Before anyone could clearly see what it was, this thing had already smashed into the martial artist's True Essence shield. The shield broke like an eggshell. The person inside groaned and then there was no movement.
What's the situation? Everyone didn't dare to make a sound. They could only use the starlight to observe. Du Feng also focused his eyes and looked over. He found that there was a fist-sized hole in the man's chest. Judging from the size of the hole, the thing that just passed through his chest should not be as big as a fist. Because of such a fast speed, the wound caused by the impact should be larger than the diameter of the object.
In other words, the thing that just flew over was at most a small thing as thick as a wrist. It didn't seem like a flying sword or some kind of hidden weapon. Hidden weapons didn't make such a sound when they flew.
"Everyone stand back to back and communicate in secret."
The bearded man could be considered to be relatively calm. He organized everyone to stand back to back, holding a shield in their left hand and a weapon in their right hand in a circle. In this way, even if something flew over, there would be no reaction.
"Brother, what was that thing just now? Did you see it clearly?"
A young cultivator in the crowd had an unnatural expression on his face because he had been very close to the corpse. If that thing was slightly off course, he might be the one to die.
"Flying fish or birds!"
Everyone thought that the staff on the beast-catching ship had used weapons to ambush them, or that they had encountered some kind of evil creature such as a sea ghost. Now that they heard the bearded man's words, they all felt that it was somewhat unbelievable. Du Feng, on the other hand, felt that it made sense. According to his observations, it should be a small flying fish. Jumping out of the dark sea, and with the sound of the waves as cover, it was not easy to be discovered.
"Whoosh …"
As if to verify this conjecture, another black shadow streaked past. This time, it did not attack the group of people standing, nor did it attack Du Feng or the man in the felt hat. Instead, it flew towards the person lying on the bone chair. There was a certain amount of light in the area around the White Bone Chair, so everyone took the opportunity to see it clearly. It really was a small fish.
This fish looked very interesting. It was only 20 centimeters long, and its sharp mouth alone took up half of its length. Its body was only as thick as an ordinary person's wrist, and it had three pairs of transparent wings. Its mouth and body were gray and translucent. If it weren't for the light from the White Bone Chair, it would not be easy to see it.
"This is a Flying Swordfish. Be careful."
The man in the felt hat really knew a lot, and he told Du Feng about this small fish. It turned out that this fish was called the Flying Swordfish, a small fish unique to the North Sea. It was characterized by its fast speed, and it liked to jump out of the sea and fly with the wind. Its three pairs of wings were very small, like those of insects. But it vibrated very fast, and it was quite agile.
The north wind was blowing tonight, and the beast-catching ship was sailing against the wind. The Flying Swordfish was like a real flying sword, flying with the wind, and it was moving opposite the ship, just like the human martial artists on the ship, forming a very fast pair.
The previous martial artist's True Essence shield was too obvious, and it happened to attract this kind of Flying Swordfish. In addition, the sound of the waves was relatively loud, and it pierced through his chest without any preparation. At this moment, the second small flying fish shot directly at a young martial artist who was sleeping soundly on the White Bone Chair. He was sleeping like a dead pig and didn't know anything. In everyone's eyes, he was dead meat.
"Bang …"
He didn't expect that the small flying fish would suddenly explode just as it was about to touch his body, spraying him with a putrid smell of blood. The interesting thing was that no one was woken up by such a loud noise. Including the young martial artist who was drenched in fish blood, he was also sleeping soundly and didn't react at all.
Damn, that White Bone Chair had an active defense function. Even Du Feng was stunned by what he saw. The Flying Swordfish definitely didn't explode on its own, but was killed by some kind of force. The only difference between that area and other places was the White Bone Chair. Who else could it be but it?
"Keep watching!"
The man in the felt hat secretly communicated with Du Feng through voice transmission, asking him to continue watching. He saw that the blood that was drenched on the young martial artist was gradually fading. It was as if someone was adding water to red ink, becoming fainter and fainter, and finally disappearing.
Du Feng seemed to understand that the reason why the White Bone Chair was glowing tonight was to attract the small flying fish to the ship. As for the starlight from the four stars of the Ghost Mansion in the southern sky, maybe it was just a coincidence. But if it was a coincidence, it was too unbelievable. Just as he was thinking about this, he heard a series of whizzing sounds in the air.
"Wrap yourself tightly with the blanket!"
Du Feng could tell that a large number of Flying Swordfish were flying through the air, and he was considering if he should take out a shield to block them or something. Once the number of small flying fish started to fight, there would definitely be accidental injuries. But the man in the felt hat said to just wrap himself tightly with the thick blanket.
Then, Du Feng saw a spectacular scene. Flying Swordfish shot straight at him, as if someone on the ground was firing crossbows. Most of the Flying Swordfish rushed toward the White Bone Chair and exploded as soon as they entered.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The explosions on the ship didn't stop, and under normal circumstances, those who were sleeping should have been woken up. But none of the young martial artists lying on the White Bone Chair woke up. Even with the blood of the Flying Swordfish and their broken organs splashing on their faces and mouths, they had no intention of waking up.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
