Chapter 1380: Serial Strike
What to do?
Yang Yi's mind was racing, and he knew very well the consequences of being discovered.
With just one alarm, twenty flying magic weapons would instantly slam at them, and they didn't need to think about Yang Yi to know what the consequences would be.
If he dies, Yang Yi is not afraid, but there are Shen Hongyue and others next to him, and Yang Yi will definitely not let them be harmed in any way.
It seems that there is only sacrifice for yourself.
In just an instant, Yang Yi has already decided his next action, and in this short period of time, Yang Yi has formulated an action plan that requires courage and precision execution.
Sixty percent survival rate.
Silently reading out the results of his analysis, Yang Yi smiled indifferently, naturally, he automatically ignored his survival rate of only thirty percent.
Rustle!
The footsteps of the iron-eating demon beast were getting louder and louder.
10, 9, 8......
Silently calculating the pace of the iron-eating demon beast, Yang Yi still couldn't be quiet in the last ten seconds of his life.
"You automatically time it, and in three minutes you're heading towards here, remember never to look back. Lowering his voice, Yang Yi quickly pointed out the direction to Shen Hongyue and the others.
"Where are you going?" Shen Hongyue's reaction was very fast, and through Yang Yi's tone, he had probably guessed what Yang Yi was going to do, because those rustling voices also reminded him, after all, Yang Yi's nervous expression when he encountered these voices when he entered the underground shelter before made him understand the seriousness of the matter.
"I'll join you soon. ”
"No, we're together. This time, not only Shen Hongyue, but also Zhu Aiping and Nan Guo Ziqian also felt that things were not good.
"You have no hope of surviving when you go out, don't forget, I can survive here, and you can't. Yang Yi almost roared out in anger.
At the same time, Yang Yi turned his head, now that the best time has come, Yang Yi can no longer delay. Yang Yi rose suddenly.
Taking out the top-grade flying sword, Yang Yi slashed towards the top of the sand dune.
Rumble!
Under the impact of the huge True Qi, the entire sand dune suddenly collapsed, and the yellow sand and gravel were like the tide at the bottom of the sand dunes where Yang Yi and the others were hiding, forming another new sand dune.
Seeing that he had successfully hidden Shen Hongyue and the others under the deeper sand dunes, Yang Yi immediately rushed towards the Iron Eating Demon Beast's storage magic weapon.
The explosion of the sword slashed by the top-grade magic sword had already attracted the attention of the flying magic weapons, and Yang Yi could only be regarded as truly hiding Shen Hongyue and the others by leading these flying magic weapons away.
At this time, Yang Yi didn't have to worry about the true qi in his body, after all, if he could escape farther, he would have more room for maneuver.
And Yang Yi's goal is the underground shelter, although there is a magic crystal library that can explode at any time to provide the entire underground shelter magic crystal, but there are also many buildings there, if Yang Yi wants to live, these tall buildings can provide him with space to hide, otherwise in the empty desert, Yang Yi has no choice but to be the target of the flying magic weapon.
Airplanes!
The sharp air scream suddenly remembered, Yang Yi only glanced slightly, and saw that the two squads of ten flying magic weapons had quickly left the team and rushed towards him.
There are still a hundred meters, as long as one hundred meters Yang Yi can rush into the underground shelter, but this short distance of one hundred meters, a short time of three or four seconds is enough to decide Yang Yi's fate.
With a roar, Yang Yi ignored it, and the true qi in his body burst out with all his strength, and rushed forward.
But it's just a matter of one's own strength, compared to the flying magic weapon that drives the magic circle with a magic crystal.
Just in the blink of an eye, Yang Yi had just rushed out, and the flying magic weapon had already slammed over.
Before the flying magic weapon arrived, a dozen or so continuous true qi impacts had already arrived, and under the strong sunlight, these true qi flashed with colorful light, like colorful rainbows, but Yang Yi knew that any of these beautiful rainbows were enough for him to smash.
The route of progress had been sealed, and Yang Yi had to abandon his previous plan, change direction in an instant, and suddenly jumped backwards.
Although he temporarily avoided the attack of the flying magic weapon, but at this moment, Yang Yi's hope for survival became much slimmer, and in the empty desert, the flying magic weapon could completely use Yang Yi's people as targets.
Boom! True Qi bombarded the ground with brilliant colors, and more than a dozen deep hollows suddenly appeared, splashing yellow sand all over the sky, and the huge attack power and scorching temperature actually melted the splashed sand and gravel together in an instant, forming a sand wall composed entirely of sand and gravel in a short period of time. A sand wall up to more than 20 meters high.
Looking at the sand wall in front of him, Yang Yi quickly retreated, retreated, retreated.
Rumble!
In a fraction of a second, the sand wall collapsed in front of Yang Yi, and the highest part of the wall was only less than a meter away from Yang Yi.
Changing direction again, half of the true qi was infused into the top-grade magic sword.
With a sudden shake of his hands, Yang Yi completely ignored the hurricane-like wind and dust that formed after the collapse of the sand wall, and rushed forward again.
Although there is only a glimmer of hope for survival, Yang Yi will never give up.
The speed has been mentioned to the highest, and Yang Yi has reached the limit.
Suddenly, in the dust, a miserable green light shot out, shooting out into the distance with a huge explosive power.
Brush!
Jian Mang didn't hit any flying magic weapon at all, and the distance difference was extremely large, but Jian Mang had his real target, that is, the iron-eating demon beast that had been floating in the air to store the magic weapon, this resource gathering magic weapon with extremely poor defense.
At this moment, Yang Yi suddenly rushed through the sand and dust, and continued to rush towards the underground bunker.
Boom! Something strange happened, although the sword rays that Yang Yi shot out were far away from the flying magic weapons, as if they wanted to be beaten, a small pair of five flying magic weapons closest to the sword suddenly blocked the direction of the sword mang's advance, and a burst of intense light flashed from these flying magic weapons, forming a translucent shield, which turned out to be the guardian magic array.
With a muffled sound, the sword and the guardian circle of the flying magic weapon quickly collided together, and the sword disappeared immediately, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the protective magic circle jointly supported by the five flying magic weapons also dimmed instantly.
In three seconds, Yang Yi only had time to strike with all his strength, although it was calculated that these flying magic weapons would not let any of his attacks fall on the body of the iron-eating demon beast, but Yang Yi could only involve some flying magic weapons, and at this time, there were still five flying magic weapons that had already aimed their cannons at Yang Yi.
Impact!
Yang Yi no longer had any choice at this time, even if the five flying magic weapons had completely locked him, Yang Yi still had to rush forward according to his plan, and only by strictly following the plan he had made before could he win the slightest hope of survival.
The brilliant colors lit up again, and the five flying magic weapons fired almost simultaneously, and the dense impact of True Qi firmly controlled Yang Yi in the center.
Third from left. 2nd from right, 1st from right......
Seeing the impact of true qi, Yang Yi suddenly calmed down in an instant, and he already knew the ending, and now he could only bet on his luck.
The impact of true qi fell intensively, and the brilliant colors repeatedly washed the air.
In the brilliant colors, Yang Yi turned out to be a beautiful dancer again, and his dance was very different from the previous dance steps.
Drawing a strange arc and stepping on small steps......
Yang Yi half-closed his eyes, while recalling the steps comprehended by the trajectory of the silver cyclone in his body, while controlling people precisely, at this time, everything could not disturb him, and everything could become his help. In his eyes, those brilliant True Qi shocks with death were just some harmless pillars of light on the stage, and the constantly splashing walls of crystal sand were just streamers, and the real dancers should hover between them with the most beautiful dance postures.
In a second, in a tight second, Yang Yi unexpectedly drew a strange arc through the sniping of the five flying magic weapons, and magically dodged the attack of the dense sword that was almost like a cage.