Fantasy World Transmigration

A short piece of light blade, in Chen Ang's hands, is like a ray of deadly light, always silently appearing on the sand people's vital points, often before they have time to see the blazing white sword edge jumping with sparks, They heard the buzzing sound of swords coming from under their necks, and then a trembling electric shock plunged them into darkness forever.

In Anakin's eyes, the sandman's attack was as violent as a violent wind and sandstorm. Each blow of the alloy rod in their hands was enough to smash the skull of a banza beast, and the plasma and toxin on the alloy rod were enough to kill a beast. Crayton. But these robbers killed in the bloody storm couldn't do anything to the man holding the sword in front of him.

In his hands, the light blade seemed to have life, like a nimble swimming snake, walking between the blade sticks swayed by the sandman, and every jump made the sandman's nimble body appear clumsy and full of flaws.

The sword light quickly pierced their openings, easily taking away the lives of sand people one after another.

Soon, the sand people noticed the fallen companions around them one after another. They wailed hoarsely, and their shrill voices spread dozens of miles away. Although the sand people were fierce, they were still flesh and blood after all. Fearless death, also felt fear, soon dispersed.

Chen Ang chased their backs and assassinated three more sandmen. He saw more than a dozen sandmen turned over the sand beasts and ran away in embarrassment. When they left, there were only one-third of the original number. The rest of the banza beasts that had lost their masters wailed in confusion, hovering in front of their former masters.

"Teacher, the sand people are difficult to deal with!" Anakin hurriedly climbed down from the silver plate, and looked at the sand people with dead bodies on the ground seriously, "They will remember the people who killed their own kind. You, the great tribe of Sandmen in the Badlands, will initiate and participate in the siege. They will regard you as their sworn enemy."

"A deadly enemy? Then let them see me as a natural enemy!" Chen Ang patted him on the head indifferently, "No matter how the sand people choose, they are left with two simple options, life or death !"

"We don't have to make a choice, the underdog is the one that needs to be considered."

Anakin raised his head in surprise and looked at Chen Ang.

"Anakin, as my disciple, the most important thing is to stick to your principles, do what you think you should do, and bear the consequences. I chose to be patient before because I couldn't bear the consequences of doing so. Because then I don't have the power to protect you."

"Principles without power are pale promises. Power without principles is a sharp edge. This is the spirit of a chivalrous man. It is free and at the same time sticks to the bottom line."

Pointing to the corpse on the ground, Chen Ang asked him, "Now tell me, what is your principle?"

Anakin looked at the blood around him, and thought for a long time, "The sandmen are bandits in the wasteland, and many families were broken because of them. When he attacked the teacher, I wanted to kill them, and I thought I should kill them, but I I can’t kill people who have no resistance, I think all I can insist on is just being cautious.”

"Well said, Anakin! You must always remember today's words. When you face the temptation of darkness, you should keep in mind and treat killing with caution. The spirit of a chivalrous man is free, but he bears the consequences of his actions and Responsibility, sticking to inner principles, should be constant.”

Chen Ang waved for the silver plate, and stepped on it, "Okay, now those sand people should think they have abandoned us, according to Tatooine's rules, we should go to receive the spoils!"

The red electronic eyes flickered slightly,

In the projected light screen, several blue spots of light stayed at a hidden position on the map, and the feet trembled slightly, and the silver disc shot out.

Anakin bowed his head in silence for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Teacher, are you a chivalrous man?"

Chen Ang looked into the distance of the desert, but didn't answer for a long time. On the silver plate, only the sound of the two people's clothes flapping in the wind could be heard. Anakin thought he had said something wrong, just when he hesitated to talk to Chen Ang. When apologizing, Chen Ang suddenly spoke.

"I am, there is a part of me that belongs to the spirit of Xia."

"What about the other part?" Anakin asked curiously.

"The other part, it should be the spirit of the immortal! Carefree, seek up and down, insist on self, grasp the heart, the hero is a person, the immortal is a road..."

"Just like a Jedi Knight?" Anakin held the handle of the Shining Blade and read, "No passion; calm mind. Don't follow ignorance; follow true knowledge. Don't indulge lust, calm understanding. Nothing perishes, only the Force .”

He suddenly put down the light blade, and looked at Chen Ang with sparkling eyes, "Teacher, I want to be a fairy man. I like its creed better, and it feels free."

"Haha! This is different! You should just be your Jedi Knight!" Chen Ang laughed and said, "I'm just a seeker, but I've only seen a small part of the road ahead. , after I really understand, I will tell you when I come back, and ask about your choice!"

While speaking, a huge canyon could be faintly seen ahead, like an ugly crack, running through the rocky plateau in front, the silver plate stuck to the cliff and quickly dived into the canyon, in the distance, a vague silver shadow, Shine in the sun.

"What's that?" Anakin set up a pergola curiously, squinting his eyes and staring at the small silver dot. As the silver plate approached rapidly, the silver dot kept getting bigger, and he could see it in a short while. There was a blurry shadow.

"It's a spaceship! A large spaceship!" Anakin exclaimed excitedly, pointing at the flat silver shadow in the distance, excited, Chen Ang adjusted his direction, and quickly flew towards the spaceship from a more concealed angle. go.

Only when he was able to enter, Chen Ang realized that this is an abandoned spaceship, it must have been in an accident, and the huge impact scar on the starboard side proves this. The blue dot in the radar flashed at the position of the spaceship. From the sky, it could be seen that several tents of sandmen were set up outside the spaceship, and some sandmen were coming in and out of the spaceship.

It seems that the spaceship that unfortunately died was used by the sand people as a stronghold.

Such a big piece of fat was placed in front of him, of course Chen Ang would not miss it. The silver plate flashed and slid right under the spaceship, where several sandmen were resting. Seeing Chen Ang, they took up their weapons in a panic, Chen Ang could even see the bloodstains from the battle just now on those weapons.

The leading sand man roared, and said in a difficult way in Tatooine's common language: "Outlanders, get out of here! Otherwise, die!" Dozens of sand men gathered behind him, staring at Chen with extremely resentful eyes. hold head high.

Some sandmen who had never experienced that battle began to move around the corner.

Chen Ang pulled out the handle, neighed softly, and the blazing light blade poked out his head, "Sandman, leave my spoils, otherwise, die!"

Before the words were finished, several sandmen couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed forward with a roar, while the rest of the sandmen hesitated for a moment, and followed. This time there were more sandmen, and the leader of the sandmen was the first among them, holding an alloy stick that was at least twice as heavy as ordinary sandmen, and made a sound of piercing through the air.

The sharp and ferocious head of the chaotic blade, flashing with blue electric light, hit Chen Ang's heavenly spirit with incomparable force. Behind him, several alloy rods with protruding blades came out of the sand man's hand. , splitting towards Chen Ang.

The lightsaber in Chen Ang's palm turned, and he held the hilt with his backhand. His body suddenly sprang out, turned into a stream of light, and rushed into the middle of the sand people. His body twisted into a strange shape, shrunk into a small ball, and avoided the sand The first wave of human attacks.

The body suddenly collapsed like a spring, and the light blade stuck to the body, drawing a strange arc. The light of the blade stuck to the sandman's body, and every time it flickered, a sandman robber would fall.

Chen Ang's footsteps suddenly staggered into a complicated change. He turned over and came to the sandman leader's back from the front. Then the light blade stabbed out and easily sank into his spine. Then the light blade turned around, causing the wave The high-energy particle beam completely destroyed his nervous system.

Plop.

The body of the leader of the sandmen fell with a crash.

Chen Ang floated his corpse and stood in front of him. He immediately felt the vibration of the corpse in his hand. Dozens of shotguns smashed the leader of the Sandman into a pool of mud, but Chen Ang had already circled behind them, and the light blade in his hand lightly Just a touch.

Before they could react, the heads of the two of them drooped heavily, revealing the half-opened back of the head, their bodies were about to shake twice, and they fell heavily on the ground.

Chen Ang's reaction was simply bullying the sandman too much. He flew the light blade in his hand, calmly calculated the vital points of the sandman, and killed them one by one with the smallest range. Every time the light flickered, it would always be accompanied by The sound of falling.

Soon, the sandman tribe could not hold on anymore.

Several sandmen in shabby clothes rushed up desperately, entangled Chen Ang tightly, and the rest of the sandmen scattered in a hurry. They only had time to carry some food on their backs, and left here in a state of embarrassment.