The entire theater of operations.

In the large rear area of the defense, the situation is becoming more and more obvious.

Under the impact of the Ten Thousand Souls Legion, there are only three areas that can hold still.

These three areas are supported by three large mechs.

Three mechas, two white and one red, are blocked in the torrent of all souls.

Like a reef standing in the black water, it firmly stabilizes the whole situation.

Compared to them.

The flying Ten Thousand Souls Legion is like countless black pressure small flying insects, which can be smashed with a single sword.

Each of the three of them has an extremely terrifying perceptual resonance, which is turned on by a high-intensity sense of time.

The giant swords in the hands of the three mechas seemed to disappear, and they couldn't be seen at all.

There are only clumps of phantoms, flickering around from time to time.

But the invincible posture of the three mecha did not last long.

Soon, inside the Legion of All Souls.

A black pan-of-the-art body, parting from the legion, transformed into a giant black panther, flicking its two tails, and lunging towards one of them.

"Sequoia, you think you've won?"

The black panther roared, and the moment was fully opened, turning into a black phantom, and suddenly entangled with the red mecha in it.

"I don't want to win, I'm going to cut you garbage!!" the red mech roared. Swing your sword and explode at full speed.

The speed of the two was almost the same, and they suddenly fell into a stalemate.

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On the other side, a large white mecha swung its sword and slashed at two miscellaneous soldiers.

Suddenly, he stepped back.

Smack, just avoiding a black claw mark.

"You cut it well, didn't you? ”

A black panther pantheon, which also had two tails, quietly appeared behind the white mecha.

"It's not cool at all, it's boring to cut this garbage. The white mech turned, threw away the shield, and held the sword in both hands.

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Another area.

The last big white mecha was about to step forward to support the others.

Suddenly, he brushed twice, and two black panther pantheons appeared beside him.

"Where do you want to go?"

"You're the genius pilot who's been quite famous lately, Phantom Sword Rem? ”

The two-headed black panther panacea is obviously also a standard body.

It's like the Council of Stars imitating a seventh-level pangsoul.

These Black Panther Pantheons are also obviously imitating human mechas.

Their body structure can be transformed into a humanoid mecha mode at will, making it easy to hold weapons and armor.

The two black panthers quickly transformed into leopard-headed human bodies, with two more claw fists in their hands.

"I'm Rem, but where did you hear about the shameful nickname of Phantom Sword? ”

Inside the white mecha, a cold and flat male voice came out.

"If you're sure, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him together, and then go to the support of the others!" said another black panther pangholism.

The two black panthers didn't say much, the sense of time turned on, and the body brought out the afterimage of the debut, and instantly entangled with Rem in a circle.

The battle is at a stalemate.

That's when it happened.

Another black panther pan-of-the-art body galloped from among the many pan-speculative armies and rushed straight to Rem's location.

Obviously, it is to gather superior forces and kill the pillar mechs of the stars first.

The hearts of the three people on the Star Fang suddenly tightened.

It was already a bit difficult for them to deal with the four Black Panther Panstics.

This type of pan-soul body is naturally extremely fast and extremely aggressive and destructive. Extremely difficult to deal with.

In this small encirclement and suppression battle, among the intermediate mecha divisions invited, there were only six who could deal with the Black Panther Panter.

There are three pioneers in front and three defenders in the back.

It's already allocated.

Originally, according to intelligence, there were only five Black Panther models in this stronghold at most.

They had already dealt with four in the rear, and now suddenly there was another panther.

This means... It is likely that the information is seriously wrong!

"There is an error in the intelligence, prepare to retreat. Rem reminded in a low voice in the channel of the Stars Military Department.

"What are you afraid of! I'll carry this one!" the redwood inside the red mecha caught fire.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were almost reduced to two phantoms on the counter.

"You're crazy! You want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Withdrawn, withdrawn!"

"My daughter is still in the stronghold!!!" Sequoia said angrily.

"The situation is not right. This stronghold is more powerful than we expected, and it will be wiped out. Rem said calmly.

He raised his hand to block a panther rushing from the side, and a backhand elbow struck the other panther staggering away.

But the third panther went straight to his position.

Rem's eyes narrowed, and dealing with two black panthers was already his limit.

If it were more, he would also have to withdraw the flagship.

Just as he started his engine and prepared to evacuate.

Suddenly, the extra panther turned around and swooped straight for a space on the edge of Rem.

Clang!!

The momentum of the black panther rushing forward was like hitting a reef, and the front was firmly blocked by a white mecha.

The panther instantly turned on the sense of time and pounced on the other party again.

But no matter how fast he was, the white mecha was still neither fast nor slow, accurately blocking the blows again and again.

Rem and Sequoia were all a little stunned.

"Where did this guy come from? I remember that among the mechists we invited, there were no special masters?"

"I don't know, no matter what, it's good that someone is blocking it. Kill!"

Rem agitates perception, resonates with all his strength into the sense of time. Fight with two black panthers again.

In this skirmish, there are only six of them who are a little famous mecha division.

Rem is the convener of the encirclement mission, so he naturally knows the list best.

Now this extra person has no fame at all.

"Could it be that he is a master who hides in the people?"

Rem didn't have time to think about it, and the pressure on the panther became more and more intense, forcing him to concentrate and concentrate on coping.

The entire rear theater of operations was divided into four pieces at once.

The three Rem blocked three Panthers.

The last black panther was blocked by the white mecha that appeared behind.

Wang Yiyang sat in the cabin.

Hands are densely packed on the worktop.

The white mecha he used, the sword and shield, grasped the rhythm of the black panther attacks again and again.

Obviously not as fast as the opponent, but still firmly blocking its attack.

Despite blocking each other.

But he still clearly felt that although the mecha division of the stars was strong, in terms of speed and flexibility, it was far inferior to this black panther pantheon.

These Black Panther Pantheons are themselves modified bodies and do not need to be manually operated like a mecha master.

At the same time, they are not confined to human form, as long as it is conducive to improving actual combat, they can be modified into any shape.

Even the core chip of the brain that carries consciousness. I can change it at will, too.

This allows them to exert 100% of their body's combat effectiveness.

And the mecha masters also need to resonate with the mecha, and they also need to manually operate the movements.

In any case, it was at least two beats slower.

In other words, to deal with this panther body, you must at least perceive a little better than him. Or the fighting skills are much better than him. ”

Wang Yiyang raised his shield and blocked the panther from sprinting.

The force of the impact carried him backwards.

"The first layer of life swordsmanship can't handle it. That's the second layer. ”

He raised his greatsword and adjusted his senses to the frequency of the shock.

Each layer of the Life Sword Technique corresponds to a different breathing rate.

This frequency forcibly increases the level of control of the opponent.

The higher the number of layers, the more you can grasp the rhythm of your opponent. The more you can find the flaws and fatal points of your opponents.

Combined with the silent killing intent instinct that Wang Yiyang once obtained, the effect is stronger.

Raised to the limit of the sixth layer of perfection, Wang Yiyang can even achieve the effect of vaguely predicting the opponent's movements one second in advance.

It's just that that perception is too expensive. He couldn't support it for long, either. Can only be used as hole cards.

"One layer increases the perceived consumption by about ten percent per minute. After the improvement, the reflexes and accuracy can be improved by 15% in the test. Let's see the effect first. ”

Wang Yiyang purely regards the panther as a tool to exercise himself and test himself.

He swung his sword, continuously blocking the attacks of the black panthers around him.

The panther clearly felt that his opponent was different from what he had just been.

Just now, the other party was just able to block him, but in fact, after a long time, he still won't be his opponent.

But now, the opponent's pace and speed seem to have improved.

This kind of ascension is not the feeling of opening up the sense of time.

"I don't feel the time when I don't have it....!This guy, what's going on!?"

He had only seen this technique before among some of the masters of the genre of the stars.

At that time, he felt that those companions who had been killed by the mechists of the genre were simply rubbish.

Now it was his turn to really face it, only to realize that the situation was not good.

"Evil Sect!" the panther agitated his senses, increasing his speed again.

At this time, his perception was infinitely close to the ninth-level state.

The body seemed to turn into black lines, constantly surrounding Wang Yiyang and attacking rapidly.

Again and again, again and again, again and again.

Every time, it's like being counted by the other party.

What's even more terrifying is that as time goes by, the black panther gradually feels that his own attack and retreat, defense, and even the movement route are beginning to be mastered by the other party one by one.

He's like a flying insect that crashes into a spider's web.

No matter how much you struggle, you can't get rid of the fate of being gradually pulled into the middle.

Phew!

Finally, a blade broke through his barrier, leaving a scar on his shoulder.

This is followed by the second and third courses.

As time went on, the panther had more and more scars on its body.

He gradually felt powerless.

And the opponent didn't even turn on the sense of time.....

This made the despair in his heart grow bigger and bigger.

Finally, he was negligent and slowed down.

That's it.

Phew!

A white greatsword stabbed into his left chest with precision.

"Thank you for the sparring. Wang Yiyang said calmly. Greatsword slashes.

Phew!!

The whole body of the panther tore apart and split in two.

Rumble!!

In a huge explosion, the flames exploded and turned into fireballs.

Wang Yiyang raised his shield to block his body, stepped back a little, and looked at the others.

It's just that the number of the Ten Thousand Souls Army is obviously wrong at this time.

The star army in front of the ship group is retreating.

From a distance, the Star Army was surrounded and exploded.

It's the same with ship groups.

On average, a Stellar battleship will face two Panacea battleships.