Numerous wreckage of the building floated in the air, and the fighter's body also floated slightly weightless.
But the thrust of the Onimusan mecha no longer touched the ground, so the impact was minimal, and the speed was actually faster.
The green energy was so rich that it formed a gray turbid current, pulling the ubiquitous gravity and converging on Guan Luoyang's palm.
He raised his eyebrows, facing the tip of the spiral knife that had arrived in front of him, and struck out with the palm knife.
Daoqi knife techniques are often characterized by sharpness.
And the characteristic of sharpness is often inseparable from "thin".
Thinner things are sharper.
But Guan Luoyang's slash did the opposite. People couldn't feel the slightest bit of freshness and sharpness at all, but could only feel the incomparable "thickness" and "heavyness".
After pressing down with a palm, the spirally rotating high-heat mecha sword was not cut open, but crushed.
The shocking gray wind broke away from Guan Luoyang's hand and crushed forward.
The speed of this gray sword energy naturally exceeded thirty meters per second, triggering the mysterious effect of Holzmann's shield.
The energy field that should have been invisible to the naked eye emerged under the huge pressure, like a thin film built along the outline of the mecha's body, with a distance of one meter between it and the surface of the mecha.
But now this film is emitting an extremely unstable light.
The energy field shield of the Holtzmann effect has a certain probability of triggering a fusion reaction at the subatomic level when encountering a pure energy attack, causing the attacker to suffer a nuclear counterattack.
However, the sword energy of Guan Luoyang's sword was formed by robbing gravity. The essence of gravity is gravity that can interfere with the microscopic level.
The preconditions for the fusion reaction were disrupted, and the energy field suddenly became silent and was broken by the gray wind.
Balot, who was in the cockpit, saw in a daze that the night sky was pressing down, and then he fell into permanent darkness. The entire Onimushin mecha was greatly compressed and deformed, and then was pulled by the chaotic gravity. Field tear.
Wherever the gray wind passes, the wreckage of the building and the dust on the ground all suffer the same fate. First, fragments of matter float up, gather into larger groups, and then are torn into smaller pieces.
The swirling dust waves were like a curtain that undulated one after another, traversing this block.
Eight hundred meters in front of Guan Luoyang, leading straight to the coast, all obstacles turned into floating fragments like this, and there were also balls of water floating in the air on the sea.
He lowered his palms, and many pieces of broken concrete fell, and the seawater scattered and returned to the surface.
Some of the surrounding fighters were looking at his side, some were looking at his back, but no one could be in front of him. Everything was silent and silent.
Everyone was silent for a few seconds, and like frightened cubs in the mountains, they jumped up, ran around, and quickly dispersed.
After all, this is just one of the thirty-six bases.
No one wants to be an enemy of that kind of person just for a place like this.
Guan Luoyang stepped toward the underground base, suddenly feeling something, and turned around to look.
On a tall building about six miles away, a dazzling golden beam of light scattered and penetrated the tall building horizontally.
Before the golden light dissipated, another ice-white air flow swept away from the damaged stairs, thunder raged, and lightning danced in the cold air.
………………
When the first base was discovered by the former governor, the red light shot straight into the night sky, projecting a large light red round spot on the night clouds.
The building where Irving was located welcomed several uninvited guests.
The dark floor was alerted by the flickering light of the flashlight and the chaotic sound of gunfire. The guard on the ground floor pulled the trigger on the three figures who came to visit without any hesitation.
When the bullets slid past both sides, the air flow disturbed Fang Ping's hair covering his eyes, revealing the cold eyes underneath.
Di Shaolong, who was standing beside him, took a step back so that he could draw the sword more calmly.
When Fang Ping's inseparable sword came out of its sheath, no one saw the body of the sword. What was reflected in everyone's eyes was just a desolate blue round light.
Whether it was the flash of flame from the muzzle or the light of the flashlight, they all seemed insignificant under this blue light, and an unforgettable desertion swept over the hall.
The hazy deep blue full moon rose slowly, and the moment it touched the ceiling, it shattered like a dream and disappeared without a trace.
bass!
The curved knife has been returned to its sheath, as if it has hooked the souls of all the gunmen on this floor and put them back into the sheath.
A red dividing line was drawn from their foreheads on everyone's bodies, and they fell down one after another.
Di Shaolong shook his head and said: "Fang Ping, you go up, I'll go down, Xiaorou, you stay here."
The silver-gray haired girl nodded, and a long and narrow crack appeared on the ceiling. Fang Ping's figure had penetrated through it, tracing upwards layer by layer.
Di Shaolong shouted at the crack: "Be careful, don't be impatient, and be careful not to be attacked by surprise."
Say it, Di Shaolong walked to the elevator first.
The elevator door, which was not powered, did not respond to the arrival of the guests. He reached out and inserted his hand between the door cracks, pulled back with his two palms, and tore off the elevator door.
The elevator did not stop at this floor. There was a hollow and dark elevator passage behind the door. Di Shaolong looked around and jumped directly.
It has to be said that although Fang Ping was taciturn, his efficiency was indeed high enough. He went up one level at a time, and anyone who attacked him was cut into two by the melancholy light of the sword.
When the power outage floor was originally built, it was divided into countless work areas. No matter how good a swordsman is, it is very troublesome to distinguish who is the target from the sounds of footsteps and breathing.
But after dead bodies were everywhere and the sound of breathing disappeared on the entire floor, it was easy to confirm that the target should not be here.
——If Owen can be killed so easily, then he is not a target, just a dead person.
Of course Irving is not dead. He is sitting on the soft and warm red carpet on the highest floor, watching the fighting video.
The lights in the lobby on the floor were not turned on, and only the faint light from a few computer screens illuminated his short-sleeved shirt and beach shorts hanging down to his knees.
The brief sound of fighting coming from downstairs was mixed with the video volume. Owen listened carefully for a while to make sure that it was not Guan Luoyang or Shenwu Maha.
A man with a knife.
There shouldn't be a single swordsman like this in the Violet State.
In Owen's impression, there is no good knife that can kill people from the bottom to this level so quickly.
Poof! ! !
The blue light disappeared in a flash.
The floor cracked, and the red carpet covered the entire hall. Along with the concrete partitions, the concrete in the center of the crack was crushed by the knife, turning the long and narrow crack into an approximate diamond shape.
Fang Ping's figure jumped out of the diamond shape, stood on the edge of the gap, and turned to meet Owen's eyes.
"well!"
Owen let out a subtle sigh, missing his odd troops again. If those few people were still there, at least it would not be so easy for the enemy to kill him, the big boss.
If you don't have strong enough subordinates to support you, and you have to personally fight any character you encounter, you won't have the style you should have as a protagonist.
"Foreign guests, I don't think I have ever dealt with people like you. If you are just searching for the fruit of the gene tree, you should go underground. What do you mean by fighting your way up?"
Fang Ping glanced up and down, comparing the young man in front of him with the photo information Brad had shown them. Although the age difference was a bit big, the physical appearance was consistent.
"Are you Owen?"
He said, "We received a report from Brad, the current governor of Violet State, that what you have done has seriously violated international regulations and caused extremely bad effects. You will be arrested by the executive officers of the Red Star War Beast East China Sea Branch, such as If anyone resists, kill them on the spot."
Owen was surprised at first and said, "Brad?"
This guy has the guts to betray me and take the initiative to find outsiders to intervene?
Even if he really had this intention, these people wouldn't be able to come so quickly.
In a flash of thought, Owen had guessed what was going on, and said with a smile: "Are you here for Brad, or are you here for the Shenwu family? I heard that back then, most of the Shenwu family's industry was seized by the Red Star War Beast. Those who were deported, after so many years, Shenwu Guiyi or someone else, caught your attention again?"
In just a few seconds, he was able to guess the real situation. This ability of observation, association and deliberation made him worthy of being a self-made man who has accumulated a huge wealth.
But Fang Ping had seen this kind of people a lot, and he showed no emotion on his face. He still said coldly: "If you confess, you will be lenient. If you are willing to actively cooperate and tell more about the conspirators, it will be good for you." of."
"Hahahahaha, coincidentally, I don't like the word wide."
Owen laughed and said, "The wide road means that too many people have walked on it, which means vulgarity, ordinaryness, and triviality. But those narrow and harsh paths often mean that three hundred percent, Even ten times or a hundred times the profit.”
"Thousands of mountains and ravines are dangerous, and there are many steep cliffs on the ladder to heaven. If you make a mistake, you will end up dead."
Fang Ping held the handle of the knife, and a desolate atmosphere enveloped the place instantly, with cold wind and bitter rain, as hazy as death.
Objectively speaking, in the hall on this floor, there is still no hazy mist, no cold moon and cold wind, only the light of the computer screen and the dry air environment.
However, Owen's body surface had a real moist feeling, and his nose seemed to smell the cold smell that only occurs when it rains for too long.
He did not reject the discrepancy between senses and reality. Instead, he took a deep breath and looked at Fang Ping expectantly.
Looking forward to seeing Fang Ping’s knife in person.
Fang Ping just grabbed the handle of the knife and stared at the opposite side. The color of his pupils became darker and darker, giving people the feeling that his eyes had expanded to occupy the whites of his eyes.
"Aren't you going to use the knife?"
Owen waited for a few seconds and said, "Let me guess, is it because your only criterion for using a sword is to kill the enemy, and my intelligence is still useful, so you are in Ju..."
Click, click, click, huge ice cubes like natural crystal clusters suddenly grew in the hall. Starting from the crack in the ground, they bloomed in every corner of the hall in an instant.
The red carpet-covered floor, the walls hung with famous oil paintings, the cool white ceiling, and the floor-to-ceiling windows made of tempered glass are filled with such ice cube clusters, and they are still growing.
Even the computers in front of Owen were suddenly frozen by ice. Ice blocks from all directions extended towards him at the same time, fierce and cold and hard.
Bang! !
Owen's figure was sealed by the ice, and half of the volume of the hall on this floor was occupied by this huge ice block.
The other half of the hall where Fang Ping was located was also covered with ice crystals.
Frosty air drifted over, and Xu Xiaorou appeared beside him.
"Be careful, this person won't be blocked that easily."
Fang Ping still stared at Owen in the ice and reminded him.
The reason why he didn't draw his sword just now was naturally not because he was afraid of accidentally killing the opponent, but because his sword technique was essentially a very complicated and simple move.
At first glance, no matter who you want to kill, what weapon you are facing, or how many obstacles there are between you and the enemy, you can just cut them off with a single blow.
But before the knife that went straight to the subject, there were countless ingenious calculations in space, so that it was unavoidable, unstoppable, and seemed to be full of divine and demonic edge.
But just now, Owen was sitting on the ground looking so unkempt, and Fang Ping couldn't find a sure-shot angle.
Xu Xiaorou's clear big eyes turned slightly, and she waved her hand towards the ice cube and pointed out her finger.
From the green-white fingertips, a wisp of inconspicuous cold air bloomed with blue light and was ejected. It looked ethereal and soft, but the moment it touched the ice, thousands of dazzling electric snakes burst out.
The superconductivity phenomenon at ultra-low temperatures reduces the resistance to extremely low levels. As long as there is a slight voltage, the current can be as large as a crazy thunder beast, roaring and destroying creatures surrounded by the cold air.
Sacred Heart Art, Emperor Tian Kuang Lei!
Under the roar of the electric snake, the frozen computers were first destroyed like dust. Then, the huge ice cubes expanded due to internal cracks, causing the floor to sink and the ceiling to bulge.
The tempered glass that came into contact with this big ice cube was also shattered and fell.
Owen's figure disappeared at the most dazzling moment of lightning.
The ice block that occupied half of the hall was knocked out of a human-shaped passage by him, spraying out of the floor with surging lightning and debris.
It seemed that at an altitude of several hundred meters, a glistening ice fountain suddenly spewed out from inside the building.
Clang! Clang, clang, clang! ! !
Owen's figure was suspended high in the sky, and the ice shards and lightning all over his body were blown away by the wind, but not a trace of the burnt smoke emitted after an ordinary person was electrocuted.
A sonorous and powerful sound came from the strong body, whose clothes were not even damaged. The loose skin of the palms was tightened, and the fingers were pressed together one by one.
The sound his knuckles made during this process was like bearings made of fine steel, tightly arranged one by one under the stamping of the machine tool.
If the relaxation and tightness of ordinary people are just the difference between curly hair and strings, then the tightness shown by Owen now is like a few loose golden threads as thin as a hair, integrated with the whole body. The difference between the highest strength alloys.
From the fingers together to the turning wrist, the entire arm and even the entire body, every muscle fiber is merged to the point where there is no flaw.
The texture of the skin on the back of the hand becomes visibly smoother, with no pores or wrinkles.
"This can be considered the first serious battle with this body of mine..."
Owen lowered his voice and looked at his palms with a look of obsession, "My body, my skills, don't let me down!"
Phew!
He stretched out a palm.
With the support of capital and watching thousands of schools around the world and countless images of fighters fighting, Irving also summarized his own fighting theory.
In his opinion, the true meaning of fighting is nothing more than arcs and straight lines.
Letting one's limbs, one's Qi, and one's strength infinitely move towards the most perfect arc or straight line is the only truth in pursuit of supreme destructive power in fighting skills.
This thorn is a unique form that represents a straight line...
Original martial arts: Sunlight kills with a thousand spears!
The most direct thing in the world is light.
Spear-like golden rays erupted from Owen's arms, shooting into the floor and hitting the remaining ice blocks in the lobby.
These lights were originally incorporeal, and the ice cubes were as solid as steel.
But this time when the two came into contact, it was as if illusion and reality had been reversed.
Those ice cubes are like phantoms, penetrated by substantial beams of light, easily and silently, not to mention blocking the lethality of these rays, even the most basic, using the characteristics of ice cubes to refract light, The phenomenon of reflection cannot be achieved.
These lights are not like light at all. After breaking the ice cubes into a sieve, they are like piercing the illusion, leaving dense holes on the walls of the hall, penetrating the obstacles of the walls layer by layer, and creating another layer of the entire building. One side shot out.
Thousands of rays formed a cone, with Owen's arm as the vertex. In the process of expansion and scattering, the entire floor was destroyed.
The walls full of holes collapsed, the ceiling shattered and fell, and the whole building clearly felt the vibrations and shaking, permanently missing a floor.
Owen stared at the collapsed building, quite satisfied with the power of his blow, but he also noticed that the people in the building were not dead.
The ice-white air current is still spreading, and wherever the cold air passes, lightning always follows behind.
Although there were many obstacles, Owen seemed to see a girl standing up among the ruins.
Is it a girl? ? Such majesty and fighting spirit have blurred gender and even the species of mortals.
It still has two attributes: ice cold and thunder and lightning, but this time it is not the Sacred Heart Art created by an old turtle who has lived for thousands of years by luck, but a set of palm techniques.
"Falling waterfall, angry tide!"
