A fierce murderous intention suddenly condensed behind Lin Zihan, a metal halberd, the trident's halberd exuded a dazzling light that was even more brilliant than gold, the gun body swung, the halberd stabbed lightly, and a strike The thorn stabbed straight into Lin Zihan's back.
The dim white light under his feet dissipated, and Lin Zihan's exoskeleton bloomed with frost-blue light again. Lin Zihan's eyes looked in front of him. The place where the metal storm had passed was empty at the moment. He suddenly felt a sharp force behind him. The air blade is approaching.
"Extremely cold~" Lin Zihan said slowly. On this empty sea of corpses, a stream of white frost spread out from under Lin Zihan's body. The surrounding corpses were instantly covered with a layer of frost, and it started to rain in the sky. Heavy snowfall.
At this time, Lin Zihan still didn't care about the halberd behind him that was about to fall to his back. Instead, he had a proud smile on his lips, as if he was waiting for Li Long's halberd to pass through his body.
"Boom~" The loud noise came as promised, and a powerful impact instantly blew away the falling snowflakes around, flying in the sky like dancing butterflies. "Ding~" Under the loud noise, no one noticed the crisp and subtle sound. The halberd in Li Long's hand fell on Lin Zihan's back. The blade of the halberd stayed in front of a blue light for an instant. It can penetrate Lin Zihan's body even slightly.
Ten flying knives gathered on Lin Zihan's back, with their tips facing each other and their ends pointing outward. A huge ice flower blocked Lin Zihan's back, blocking the domineering golden light.
Yan Yaoqing opened his eyes in the wind and snow, squinted through the heavy snow and white hurricanes, and looked at Li Long and Lin Zihan with dazzling golden light. Lin Zihan still had his back to Li Long at this moment. There was a bit of joy in the indifference.
Li Long only regarded Lin Zihan as a monster, a young man with extremely high talent in the field of driver, and a rapidly improving exoskeleton driver, but he ignored one thing, that is, Lin Zihan and the Void Core (End) brain) adaptation is 100%.
For Lin Zihan, wherever his thoughts reach, the exoskeleton will react quickly, as will the flying knives controlled by the exoskeleton. The perfect adaptation brings not only the high speed of nerve signal transmission, but also Lin Zihan's mental ability, which far exceeds that of Li Long, who is a Silver Glory level.
In the extremely cold field, it not only weakens the opponent's strength and slows down the opponent's speed, but the terrifying thing is that Lin Zihan's spirit can cover every ice flower, and the ice flowers fall one by one and condensed ice crystals. , will all be Lin Zihan's eyes, becoming Lin Zihan's eyes attached to his sixth sense.
The ice flowers behind him bloomed, and the falling petals turned into ten flying knives, locking the halberd in Li Long's hand, making Li Long difficult to advance or retreat.
"Kill~" Lin Zihan did not turn around, but slowly took a step forward, gently raising his toes, and a few pieces of ice and snow moved under his feet. The soles of his feet stepped firmly on the frost, and the few snowflakes suddenly dispersed and disappeared into the white ice.
Ten flying knives locked Li Long's halberd. Eight flying knives suddenly fell from the sky and were mixed in the white ice and snow. Li Long did not even see the flying knives hidden in the ice and snow for a while.
"Dang~"
"Dang~"
The flying knife fell, drawing streaks of blue lightning. The blade touched Li Long's golden exoskeleton. Circles of ripples spread out, and the golden light diminished sharply, leaving only the slightly dead golden color.
The halberd in his hand was restrained by the flying knives, and his body was blocked by the flying knives. Li Long was completely unable to use it at this moment. He could only let the flying knives brush against his exoskeleton, hitting his shoulders and back again and again. , frost-blue ice and snow cracks were cut out on the waist.
From the beginning to the end, Lin Zihan's eyes were looking at the blackened corpses in the distance, and he suddenly felt a little melancholy and confused. Seeing the corpses on the ground, Lin Zihan began to doubt for the first time that his so-called cruelty as a killer was not as good as human beings. Compared with greed and desire, it can be a bit cruel.
Those who died in their own hands were a little more unfortunate or lucky than these people. People will die after all, but some die generously, some can't help themselves, and some die with hatred.
"Li Long, you have killed so many people and surrounded and suppressed so many coalition army officers. Don't you have a trace of regret in your heart?" Lin Zihan put one hand behind his back, and the hand holding the sword in his right hand was loosened and no longer clenched. The hilt of the knife, looking into the distance, seemed a little more lonely and lonely.
"Hmph~" Even though Li Long was trapped by Lin Zihan at this moment, he did not show any timidity at all. Instead, he still said righteously: "They traitors have tarnished the military might of the federal army. Keep them as scum. I can't see..."
"Boom~" Lin Zihan pressed down hard with his left hand, and eighteen flying knives suddenly rose and fell heavily. The powerful impact was no less than that of meteorites from the sky, leaving a huge crater next to Li Long. The earth cracked and countless corpses turned into powder.
The huge sound drowned out Li Long's words, as well as the corpses turned into black charcoal around Li Long. White snow mixed with black powder was flying. Between the intertwining of black and white, a majestic dance slowly came to an end.
Turning around and looking between the black and white, the golden man was still standing there, pointing the halberd provocatively between his eyebrows. Lin Zihan could no longer suppress the murderous intention in his heart, "Although I am not a saint. , but I have also confessed my past. It’s a pity that I can’t stop killing, and I can’t control my competitive spirit, but you actually regard killing and death as a means to maintain your so-called military power. Really? It’s unreasonable.”
As Lin Zihan spoke, he swung the sword in his hand, and a burst of cold air flew out along with the blade. Under Lin Zihan's feet, layers of ice spikes grew crazily, spreading rapidly towards Li Long.
In the blink of an eye, an ice spike suddenly rose under Li Long's feet. Li Long's toes brushed against the rising ice spike, and he turned backwards. He also used the rising ice spike to push backwards. Quickly distanced themselves.
Li Long, who had lost the balance of the flying knife, was like a bird that had regained its freedom. He moved left and right on the battlefield. He waved the halberd in his hand and cut off the protruding ice thorns. He rotated to avoid the diagonal arrows. Growing ice spikes.
At this moment, Lin Zihan's heart was filled with murderous intent. It was the rage that wanted to kill Li Long, but it was definitely not a desire for battle or respect for his opponent.
With his toes running over the bones on the ground, Lin Zihan walked through the ice flowers, waving the sword in his hand, and suddenly there was a fist-sized ice flower on his left hand, floating in the palm of his hand, emitting a light blue light.
"Bang~" Li Long turned around, trying to avoid the ice spikes that suddenly appeared under his feet. He held the halberd at his waist and waved it, sweeping across the ice spikes. As the ice spikes shattered, they turned into ice slag. Behind Li Long, a thick ice spike appeared, blocking Li Long's way to dodge.
Li Long's body hit the icicle heavily, knocking out a big hole in the icicle. Lin Zihan also waved the sword in his hand and appeared in front of Li Long, with a slash of the sword. When he came out, the sword in Lin Zihan's hand fell between the blades of Li Long's trident, and they were locked together.
"Kill~" Lin Zihan roared again, and the flying knife embedded in the ground suddenly flew out, returned behind Lin Zihan, and stabbed Li Long between the eyebrows.
Lin Zihan, who possesses two weapons, a fighting knife and a flying knife, is more flexible and has more choices in terms of combat skills, fighting skills, and hand-to-hand combat. As a man with superior mental ability, after leaving his job, controlling the flying knife is not Difficult matter.
Pressing his left hand on the handle of the knife, the ice flowers in Lin Zihan's palm instantly sank into the blade. A stream of frosty blue ice flowers slid along the handle to the blade, leaving clear ice flower marks on the blade.
At this moment, Lin Zihan's face flashed with traces of frosty blue, and lines of ice spread along Lin Zihan's neck to Lin Zihan's chin. His left hand pressed on the handle of the knife, and blue lights flew out from his palm, and the frost began to gather. On the blade, the sword in Lin Zihan's hand suddenly became a little more generous.
The flying knife pierced Li Long's eyebrows. Instead of piercing Li Long's eyebrows and ending the battle as Lin Zihan expected, it instead penetrated into the dark metal giant ball and was trapped in it.
What Li Long has mastered is the ability to control metal, which is not limited to his own exoskeleton armor and weapons. After gaining the amplification of metal, Li Long can control all metals within a hundred meters around him, and those who died in battle The sharp blade in the officer's hand naturally became Li Long's favorite weapon.
The flying knife was bound by the twisted metal in the metal ball. In reality, it was trapped like a prisoner in a prison, and could only uselessly hit the blackened metal around it.
"Metal Troll~" Li Long shouted in a low voice, and suddenly let go of the trident in his right hand, and took a step back. Countless blades behind him began to gather. Those various types of swords were in Li Long's hands. Under the huge pressure released by the arm, 1 twisted and deformed, reorganized bit by bit, and connected...
Behind Li Long, a black behemoth suddenly appeared. It was a tall behemoth. The metal all over its body was dark in color. A faint metallic luster appeared on the already mottled metal surface.
"Metal trap~" Li Long said, and a huge metal wheel appeared behind him, slowly heading towards Lin Zihan.
The huge metal wheel was like a clock. The black metal in the middle line gathered into chains and rotated, more like a huge strangulation array. It passed behind Li Long and appeared above Lin Zihan's head.
At this moment, Lin Zihan held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand. He waved the sword in his hand and threw out Li Long's halberd. His feet hurriedly clicked on the spot and retreated. His feet brushed against the corpse on the ground, black charcoal. No weapons can be seen among the corpses.
The weapons that were originally beside the corpse have now become part of Li Long's Golden Number Troll and Metal Trap Formation. The metallic luster bloomed, revealing a trace of ancient vicissitudes. At this moment, Lin Zihan looked at Those black metals felt a strong sense of oppression in their hearts, the kind of oppression that came from blood and death.
