A group of Terran powerhouses are all very pessimistic at the moment.

There is no hope for the current situation.

Even whether they can have the ability to send some juniors out is still unknown.

The Panyan is the capital ship of this fleet, and it is loaded with an origin-level killing weapon, and the origin ancestor of the Panxiong clan, Iwayama, personally suppresses the formation.

Theoretically speaking, it is absolutely suppressive to encounter an ordinary origin powerhouse.

Even if it is stronger, it will not fall into disadvantage, and while maneuvering with it, it can also take care of the surrounding ships.

But now, they need their help at any cost.

As you can imagine, the situation is so dangerous.

And most importantly, today all five ships of the fleet are cut.

None of the six senses can be detected, and the specific time situation is not known at all.

This is absolutely suppressed.

They are now the turtles in the urn.

Just that evil eye, they can't get rid of it.

Perhaps when the Rock is completely destroyed, they will soon follow in their footsteps.

And even if the Rock doesn't fall, it can barely protect itself.

In the current situation, it is also difficult to take care of them.

In this case, the Rock can't be desperate because of them.

It's true that we're allies.

But only allies.

When you can hold a hand, you can pull it.

But if you fight for your allies, it doesn't exist.

The Pandas won't, and neither will the Terrans.

Now.

With the Tianhe ship above.

As the leader of the human race powerhouse drew his sword, the others also unsheathed their swords.

The entire ship was staffed by sword.

The costumes are also white and white, with moire patterns printed on them.

"Haoran Sword Qi, it's very good!"

"What's the name of your sect? Where did it come from? ”

Zhao Baiyi was raising his head and brewing emotions.

Just waiting to contribute to the sword of the predecessors.

She was also able to go in and get a feel for what true kendo was.

This time, everyone, including a group of seniors, will really go all out, and even the potential will explode directly.

Such a sword is not trivial.

What kind of sword will burst out and what kind of scene it will cause, she is looking forward to it.

It's a rare opportunity.

Maybe I will see it once in my life.

Although now there is a crisis.

However, as a swordsman, her life's pursuit is the ultimate path of the sword.

Swordsmen are not afraid of life and death battles.

Just to pursue the mystery of the way of the sword!

Death is a matter of day!

At the end of his life, he was able to witness the true way of the sword.

Even if you die, you have no regrets!

So.

Although she is in a crisis, she has excitement and expectations that others do not have.

It's like she's finally waiting for this crisis.

But as her sword trembled, so did her man.

The entire deck of the ship was filled with the hum of swords.

The sword intent above is vertical and horizontal, making this ship seem to have turned into a world of swords.

Zhao Baiyi also had no distractions and was immersed in it.

But at this most critical moment.

A voice came from her ear, questioning.

The voice seemed to come out of her ears.

It's crystal clear.

That's not the most critical!

The most critical thing is that she broke the defense.

The sword intent that had finally gathered, as well as the consciousness that had blended into it, went all the way up, and gathered towards the rules of the predecessor's sword, were all dispersed under this inquiry.

The breath in her heart, the heart of seeking the truth, is all gone!

The only good news may be.

It's all like this, generally speaking, she will be counterattacked, and the heart of Kendo is shattered.

But actually.

She didn't have anything to do.

The body consciousness, including the will of the sword, was intact, and she even faintly felt that there was something special in it, waiting for her to feel it well.

However, Zhao Baiyi didn't have time to study now, and she didn't have time to think about why she was fine.

She wanted to figure out who was causing the trouble now.

Who made her break the defense!

Outrageous.

But it's strange, although she feels angry in her heart, she can keep her sanity and calm down!

It's a weird feeling.

Zhao Baiyi turned his head with an awkward feeling.

I saw a young man also dressed in a white robe.

Of course, this is not the main thing!

The main thing is that only the color of the clothes between them is the same.

Elsewhere it's nothing.

But on this ship, there are only people from their Divine Sword Sect!

Their Divine Sword Sect usually wears uniform clothes, and they generally don't appear to be strangely dressed.

Plus the question that just popped into my ears.

What sect do they come from? Where?

This undoubtedly means that the person in front of him is not from the Divine Sword Sect, and even whether he is a person or not.

After all, the art of transformation, when it reaches a certain level, is not unusual.

Zhao Baiyi glanced around.

At this moment, for one more person, except for her, no one around reacted.

It also means that she is the only one who is found.

He looked at the sword in his hand.

According to her temper, if it doesn't feel right, it's time to use the sword.

But in fact, she doesn't have this desire now.

The person in front of her, she was sure she hadn't seen before, and she wasn't sure if the two sides were friends or foes.

But now she even put away her sword.

It's weird.

Zhao Baiyi obviously felt that his thinking could still turn, and he was sure that he was not controlled, but all unreasonable behaviors were done smoothly.

There's only one answer.

In front of her was a senior, at least for her.

And the other party doesn't know where they came from.

In other words, this senior was not on the ship from the beginning.

And now they are trapped, and the ships are closed.

It's scary to think about!

There is a high probability that the youth on the opposite side is friend or foe.

He's now mixed in, and it's dangerous for the ship.

Between the emotions of the electric turn.

Zhao Baiyi felt anxious in his heart.

She wanted to be reminded.

But she found that no matter how she spoke, the people around her did not react at all.

As for the movements, she simply couldn't make them.

It is more appropriate to be controlled, or to be affected.

And quietly, Zhao Baiyi didn't feel anything.

If it weren't for the fact that everything seemed abnormal, she would never have suspected that she had been controlled.

"I didn't control you, I just influenced you a little bit to make you less impulsive."

Chu He said with a smile.

He really has no habit of controlling people.

Generally, it is the body that emits a kind aura and influences.

He doesn't like this kind of thing with thought control.

"I'm a good person, and a normal person, I just saw that your ship was in trouble, so I came in to take a look!"

Chu He continued.

"Really?"

Zhao Baiyi spoke, and she felt in her heart that this was true.

But she suspected that she was being controlled to feel this way.

The situation is so dangerous now.

They fell into the void, blockaded by an unknown existence, and the ship itself was protected.

How could someone come in without a sound.

Origin powerhouses can't do it, right?

The Tianhe is known to be able to block the three blows of the origin.

"If I were going to do something to you, or control you, how could you still think normally right now?"

Chu He smiled.

Don't talk about thinking.

If it weren't for him, there might be a few living people on this ship.

Just that wave.

But the origin-level power is making a move, and it is not an ordinary origin power.

Just those Heavenly Venerables on the ship are enough to protect themselves.

Relying on them, it is a joke to want no casualties.

Of course, they didn't deeply feel the specific power of the evil eye at that moment, and it was normal that they didn't force the number in their hearts.

If you really feel it, it's whoever touches it and who dies!

There will be no exceptions.

There is also no chance of much thought.