Chen Xing's support allowed the old monster Hei to take a breath and stand up again. However, he advanced instead of retreating. After stabilizing his balance, he immediately attacked Wu Hai.
Wu Hai crossed his arms and blocked it forcefully. The psychic armor on his body burst into bright light and exploded suddenly.
Psychic blast, a horizontal extension skill of psionic armor, detonates the psionic energy covering the body surface to form an energy shock, causing area-wide damage.
The old black monster was caught off guard and was thrown several meters away. He fell heavily to the ground and spurted out a second mouthful of blood. The psychic energy in the body has been exhausted, and the psychic armor can no longer be used, so it can only rely on physical resistance. Fortunately, the advantage of the Xuan Zhi bloodline is defense, and the body is as hard as steel. If it were an ordinary person, he would be lying on the ground unable to move after being hit by such a series of blows.
This time Wu Hai did not chase and fight, but stood on the spot, folded his arms and said with a bit of arrogance, "I think it is not easy for you to practice. We are both guards and the pillars of the country. You go." The reason why he let the other party go. Leave, not out of sympathy, but to deal with the enemy as quickly as possible. His target was Chen Erliu, who was designated to be killed by the king. If a few words could persuade the enemy to retreat and save energy to deal with the core target, why not do it?
The other party was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly yelled: "Young man, don't even think about it!" A thin blue light appeared in the palm of his hand, and he rushed towards him.
Wu Hai was immediately furious. The other party was so ungrateful, so go to hell!
He roared, strode like thunder, and struck the opponent's chest with his long fist.
At the moment of the confrontation, the tall figure was as steady as a mountain, while the thin figure was shot backwards like a cannonball, leaving only a cloud of blood mist floating in the night sky.
"You don't know what you can do!" Wu Hai spat, his shaggy face full of disdain.
But just when he thought the other party fell to the ground, a thin figure stood up unsteadily among the ruins of the collapsed shack.
"Uh, uh..."
The old black monster was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and there were shocking lines of blood on his wrinkled face, but his eyes were still calm, firm and stubborn, like a fighter who was ready to die.
Wu Hai's two copper bell-like eyes narrowed into a line, and a cold light as cold as a knife shined through.
He gritted his steel teeth and said word by word, "Okay, very good..."
In an instant, there was no wind blowing from his hair and beard. Invisible pressure permeated the air, and the surrounding area became increasingly quiet and dark, as if a life-and-death battle was brewing.
“There is a road to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in.”
"Since you want to die, I'll give you a good ride!"
Wu Hai punched each other with his fists, and among the splashing sparks, a strip of light flew out from the darkness behind itself, snaked into the snake, extended rapidly against the ground, and passed under the feet of the black old monster in an instant.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a track of light.
Qin Gui, who was watching from a distance, immediately shouted that something was wrong. Regardless of Jian Yue Canglian's obstruction, he rushed towards the battlefield and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old ghost, let's go!"
But he saw the man standing tall, his black robes fluttering in the wind. Facing the impending killing blow, he responded with a long roar, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, and charged forward without hesitation.
"Crush him!"
Accompanied by Wu Hai's beastly roar, two bright lights shot out from the darkness, and a sharp flute rose into the sky.
The next moment, a rusty subway rushed out of the void, the iron car shook violently, and the roar of metal resounded through the night sky.
"No!"
Qin Gui's eyes were red and he stretched out his hands, trying to grab something, but he was still hundreds of meters away. He could only watch helplessly as the steel monster hit his old friend with thunderous momentum.
"Bang bang bang..."
The wheels rubbed against the rails, causing sparks to fly. Facing this giant steel beast, his thin body was like a dead leaf in the storm, but he still faced it fearlessly.
"Bang!"
Accompanied by a huge impact, the broken body was thrown backwards and submerged in the collapsed shack, completely silent.
The speed of the car slowly dropped, and the bright red color on the front of the car was particularly dazzling. The track on the ground turns backwards in a "U" shape, and the car body gradually becomes transparent, as if it is driving into the void and disappearing into nothingness.
Galaxy Railway, the inherited counterfeit weapon of the Silver Eagle Leader martial arts family.
The power was so huge that Chen Xing couldn't help but take a breath. If the old monster hadn't taken the risk, they would have been killed instantly.
"Everyone is at your position and ready to fight!"
When you figure out the enemy's attack methods, it's time to launch a general attack! Chen Xing jumped out of the bunker and rushed towards the enemy's dormitory building while suppressing fire. Jian Yue Cang Lian followed closely behind, holding the sheathed knife and bouncing rapidly on the shack, like a flying white shadow.
"Jian Yue Cang Lian is in charge of the harpist, I'm in charge of Tie Liao Da, and the sniper will be left to Mr. Qin."
Qin Gui looked motionlessly at the position where the old black monster fell, and seemed not to hear what Chen Xing said.
"Cheer up and don't let Mr. Hei down!"
Qin Gui, who was in a sluggish state, gradually came back to his senses, with flames of hatred igniting in his eyes, he locked on the sniper on the rooftop, spread his legs and ran away.
"Come all over, I'll kill as many as you come!" Wu Hai said viciously.
For a strong guard-level warrior, the distance of several hundred meters can be reached in an instant, and the battle begins immediately.
Qin Gui rushed to the front, but he was not dazzled by hatred. He rushed to the side of the dormitory building in an arc, stepped on the windows and rushed to the rooftop.
Chen Xing rushed straight to Wu Hai downstairs. The weapons in his hands had been replaced by assault rifles and pistols from sniper rifles, and he kept shooting at the opponent. Black titanium bullets exploded like raindrops on the psychic armor, bursting out with dazzling light.
Jian Yue Cang Lian followed behind Chen Xing. The Wolf King jumped out of the void. Jian Yue Cang Lian did a backflip and rode on the wolf's back. Bai Lang quickly bypassed Wu Hai, who was being attacked by Chen Xing, and jumped up from the front of the dormitory building.
In mid-air, her long hair was flying, her white skirt was floating, and a flash of silver light lit up the night sky.
The Sky Crow Sword comes out, Falling Crow Style!
The sword radiates from top to bottom, like a falling star, slashing straight towards the harp owner.
The latter's expression changed slightly, probably because he didn't expect the attack to be so sharp and swift. He stretched out his hands upward to strengthen the shield above.
"Qiang!"
The sound of the sword was as clear as a dragon's roar, and a straight line appeared on the psychic shield. The spiritual energy on both sides was surging, trying to fill the gap.
The moment the white shadow hit the ground, the masonry of the rooftop was torn apart by the long and sharp heels, spreading in all directions like a spider web. I saw her twisting her waist, her white skirt blooming like a lotus, and a ray of silver light drawing a straight line from bottom to top.
The protective shield of the huge star was forcibly divided into two halves, and it could no longer condense its form and shattered.
Ruth's face turned pale and she wanted to ask her companions for help, but she saw Zhu Zexi being entangled by an old man and pulling away from him. She gritted her teeth, pulled out the combat dagger from her waist, and stared at the woman who had cut off the shield.
Jian Yue Canglian took a step back, sheathed the sword, holding the sheath in one hand and the handle in the other, slowly lowering her body, the harp and the woman reflected in her starry eyes.
"Little bitch, come on~"
Ruth forced out a sneer and tried to challenge her calmly.
Jianyue Canglian looked like a piece of thousand-year-old ice as always, with no expression on her fair face.
Quietly, the withered bones that were plucking the strings stopped and slowly turned their bodies suspended in mid-air. Green light flowed out of their eye sockets.
