Sensing the menacing approach of the wooden thorns, the liquid metal struggled desperately.

But the choice is very interesting.

It didn't try to disperse to escape, it would have become less powerful, the strength of the resistance would have decreased, and it wouldn't have tried to come together to resist, in which case it would have slowed down.

The only way for liquid metal to do so was to recklessly increase its speed and swim towards the nearest row of cars.

Wrap all the cars, before the wooden spikes descend, instantly penetrate, disappear into the car, and when the car body is pierced, the liquid metal has already swam out, rushing to the next target, the wooden spikes appear again, and so on.

"It's absorbing useful parts of the vehicle to speed up recovery!" Wang Peng said softly, and there was no other reason to make liquid metal so crazy.

The same words were also spoken separately in the mouths of the little Taoist priest Hai Qingzi in the green robe and the girl listening to music.

The black-clothed wooden ruler's face turned red, as a senior master, he didn't even have three young people who had knowledge, which made him unhappy at the same time, and it was not easy to explain, because he was dizzy.

However, the black-clothed wooden ruler glanced at Wang Peng.

With his cultivation, he had already discovered Wang Peng's existence, and he had always been unimpressed, until he heard Wang Peng's words just now, that he felt that Wang Peng, who looked like an ordinary person, was also a little weird.

At the very least, Wang Peng turned out to be the first person to see and say the purpose of liquid metal, and this has shown that Wang Peng has at least extraordinary eyesight.

However, in the current situation, the black-clothed wooden ruler didn't have time to care about Wang Peng, retracting his gaze, he suddenly opened his ten fingers upward, and in an instant, pieces of dense wooden thorns appeared, and at the same time they were divided into several groups, attacking towards different places.

There is a vehicle near liquid metal, and there is a liquid metal body.

This time, the black-clothed wooden ruler chose to strike in clusters, with unprecedented intensity, and in all places, it was repeated twice, and no one was spared.

As a result, this time the liquid metal changed its strategy and chose hard resistance.

And as soon as it penetrated into the car, it did not come out immediately, and when it reappeared, the liquid metal was significantly enhanced in terms of brightness and volume.

The liquid metal gathered again, and when it swam to the next target, it gathered higher and higher, and gathered faster and faster, and almost within five seconds, a human figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

It's a resemblance to a skull with a thin layer of skin, and a little light flashing in the eye sockets.

Seeing this, the black-clothed wooden ruler reunited with the streamer of his palm, and his vain broken sword appeared again.

"Take your life!"

Shouting, the black-clothed wooden ruler swung his sword.

The skull turned its hands into a sword and a sword, and without hesitation, it met it.

The vain sword is worthy of being a sword, and the black-clothed wooden ruler is also worthy of being the deputy leader of the subordinate group of the external operations detachment in the consortium, avoiding the knife in his right hand, he stared at the opponent's left-handed sword, and picked up the sword trick, which was a dozen or so flash stabs in a row.

"Smack~".

Due to the more than a dozen strokes of the black-clothed wooden ruler, all of them were stabbed, and the opponent's left hand sword was in the same position, not biased in the slightest, coupled with the sharpness of the vain sword, even the sword surface turned by liquid metal could not withstand such a blow, and fell apart.

However, the fragments of the sword in the left hand did not disperse, but each was pulled by a thin piece of metal, turned into a net, and covered the head and face of the black-clothed wooden ruler.

The black-clothed wooden ruler didn't care about the image, and directly shrunk back, the tip of the sword in his hand was backwards, a little on the ground, and when his body rushed forward with his strength, the vain sword had already been crossed in front of him, from the bottom up, to the brain of the metal skeleton.

But the other party was still thinking about the mesh made of fragments.

As soon as the left arm of the metal skeleton was retracted, the net cover itself also had automatic acceleration kinetic energy, and as a result, at the same time that the black-clothed wooden ruler's vain sword slashed at the other party, the net cover also covered his arm holding the sword.

After all, it was affected, and the Broken Sword did not completely split the metal skeleton's body in two.

The place where the skeleton was injured instantly stretched out from all sides, dense tentacle-like things, entangled with each other, kept fusing and fused, and the wound healed quickly at a visible speed.

The black-clothed wooden ruler didn't care about the state of the metal skeleton now, and the metal cover on his wrist was constantly penetrating under his skin, not to mention, it was still slowly spreading up and down, as if it had a tendency to take the opportunity to devour him.

Handing the sword to his left hand, the black-clothed wooden ruler swung his sword without hesitation, trying to cut the metal cover open.

It was indeed easy to cut it open, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it out of his hand.

Basically, the metal cover was slashed open, but as soon as the sword left, it gathered together again, and that's not all, it kept stretching along the arm, constantly seeping under the skin.

The black-clothed wooden ruler had already sensed that the metal cover was about to break through his defenses and wipe away his most superficial skin.

"Spicy next door!" The black-clothed wooden ruler scolded secretly, he was also fierce enough, his left hand was raised, and the sword was lowered high, directly hitting the part of his elbow, cutting off his right hand.

If you don't cut it, you can't do it, and if you don't make a decision, I'm afraid that the whole arm won't be saved.

However, the broken arm is nothing to the black-clothed wooden ruler, and it is not unheard of when he is carrying out various operational tasks externally.

According to his own statistics, in the past 20 years, he has broken his arm four times, twice his thigh, and once when his waist was split, but in the end, thanks to the support of the consortium, he recovered.

Left and right, he shook the delirious sword, played a sword flower, and got used to it.

It doesn't matter that the arm that has fallen to the ground, because there is no longer the protection of its own strength, has been completely swallowed by the metal grille.

The fierce black-clothed wooden ruler pinched the most powerful sword trick, and was about to make a special move against the metal skeleton.

"Wow!"

A knife, taking advantage of his lack of defense, slashed into his shoulder, but only a little bit in, was broken away by the black-clothed wooden ruler.

Unfortunately, the black-clothed wooden ruler forgot the lesson, and the knife broke away from its main body, and began to turn into another net like the left-handed sword that had been broken before.

The black-clothed wooden ruler backhanded, picked up the net cover, and threw it to the ground, but at this time, the place where the opponent's right hand knife broke away turned into a spout again.

A large amount of liquid metal, facing the black-clothed wooden ruler, spewed out of the spout at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone didn't expect that the liquid robot, which had been killed twice, had become so difficult to deal with, although the strength of the body was not yet known.

Even the black-clothed wooden ruler was restrained at the moment, dealing with panic, so that he was embarrassed.

(End of chapter)