"Boom!"

Two explosions sounded together, and the rockets stopped by the 'Fire Lin Sword' burst into mid-air like two fireworks juxtaposed.

After all, they still failed to focus on the intended goal.

"Take care of my 'sister'!" Mo Xie gritted his teeth and threw this sentence at Alice, and then his figure rose from the ground and directly crossed the container that separated him from the 'Tyrant Squad'.

This inhuman 'bouncing' ability fell into Alice's eyes, causing the latter's eyes to shrink, but Alice didn't know how to do it.

Take care of this zombie who is clearly more than the 'tyrant' level?

Are you kidding!

However, Mo Xie obviously didn't care about Alice's thoughts, as long as Alice didn't take advantage of his absence to make up for the 'Axe Sister', he would be thankful.

"Fire Lin Sword!"

In mid-air, Mo Xie recalled the 'Huolin Sword' again, I have to say that the quality of the 'Huolin Sword' is really conscientious, it is just a little hot at this time after withstanding the explosion of two rockets, and there is not even a trace of crack in the whole body.

Many good things left by our ancestors have been buried by time and forgotten by the world, in fact, martial arts, rivers and lakes and even divine weapons have appeared and existed, and now they have been replaced by foreign guns and cannons.

And tonight, Mo Ye will use this sword to face foreign guns and cannons!

"Roar!!"

The 'Tyrant' team on the opposite side was already preparing to add a few more rounds when they saw that the previous attack had been blocked, and at this time, Mo Xie's head was undoubtedly providing a more hateful target.

"Bang bang!"

Five rockets in a row!

The 'tyrants' who are remotely manipulated by the personnel in the base have systematic tactics, in which ranged attrition always takes precedence over hand-to-hand combat.

"Fireball!"

Mo Xie knew the positioning method of this rocket, and he was already preparing the 'Fireball Technique' when he jumped out of the back of the container.

The common problem of heat-tracking missiles is that they will be misled by objects with similar heat to the target, and the temperature of Mo Ye's 'Fireball Technique' was controlled just right by him.

The fireball shot out, and Mo Xie jumped out diagonally at 90 degrees in the direction of travel of the whole person and the fireball, and at this time he did not fly, but sped on the ground.

His footsteps stirred up the sand on the ground, and no one could see his exact location between the dust.

Mo Xie was like incarnating into a sandy swimming dragon, outflanking the position of the 'Tyrant' team in an arc.

The rockets were unsurprisingly deflected, and their explosion sent a large wave of sand in the sand.

"Da Da Da

Gatling, one of the Tyrant's standard equipment, began to roar, and three Tyrants were shot, and the other two Tyrants each raised a large sniper rifle to Mo Xie's surprise.

This model of sniper rifle is used to snipe tanks, and the barrel is so large that it looks like a cannon, but it is just right on the shoulders of the 'tyrant'.

Although Mo Ye is suspicious of the 'tyrant's marksmanship, Mo Ye does not dare to take it lightly in the face of these existences that are likely to have been strengthened by black technology.

The speed of the "Sharon" suddenly increased by a few points at the moment of the gunshot, and the position became even more coquettish, so that for a time the bullet could not fall on its "head".

Spanning a distance of hundreds of meters was only a matter of ten seconds, and Mo Ye, who had come up with anger, showed his strength without reservation at this time, although it was weakened by the Holy Scripture.

"Go!!"

The 'Huolin Sword' should have been fused from a flying knife in its previous life, and the number of times it was used as a flying knife tonight has exceeded the number of times it was used to perform swordsmanship, it is estimated that Mo Xie himself almost forgot that this was a sword and not a flying knife.

The "Sharon" was still dozens of meters away from the 'tyrants', and Mo Xie threw out the sword in his hand, this sword did not seek to hurt the enemy, but only to disrupt the shooting of the "snipers" - under Mo Xie's perception, he could clearly see the strange sniper gestures of the 'tyrants', and what was even more unscientific was that these muscular guys were really aimed at him.

His trajectory was gradually predicted, and if he didn't interfere with the 'tyrants' at this time, let alone "sniping", even Gatlin's bullet landing point would almost catch up with him.

After all, Mo Ye's speed at this time only exceeded the naked eye, not the speed of the bullet.

With too much suppressed strength, he couldn't show that kind of speed.

The 'Fire Lin Sword' took off his hand, and with Mo Ye's sprinting speed and the addition of sword qi, this sword was so fast that it left several afterimages in the air.

"Huh!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The poor 'Fire Lin Sword' was shot again, but Mo Xie exerted enough force on the sword that the 'Fire Lin Sword' still successfully inserted into the body of a 'tyrant'.

But......

This sword is extremely obscene! It has been inserted into the vital position of the 'tyrant' without dying!

"......" Mo Ye really can't bear to look at this picture......

"Roar!!

It seems that the 'tyrant' also has a sense of pain, and the 'tyrant' who was hit by the sword screamed miserably, and fell to the ground very humanely, covering the vital point.

However, the guy forgot to take his finger off Gatling's trigger, so he ......

"Tubu!"

Gatling's bullets shot through the sand (imagine rolling in the sand, your gun will most likely be crushed in the sand) and fired without a target, and the 'Tyrant' was standing relatively low in the group, so a few bullets landed on his teammates......

As the saying goes, 'outside must be inside first', it seems that the staff in the umbrella company who is controlling this team at this time are also believers in this theory, and a 'tyrant' with a sniper rifle does not hesitate to turn around and shoot at a teammate who falls to the ground and shoots indiscriminately.

"Boom!"

The sound of this sniper rifle is about to catch up with the steel cannon, and even the movement of the rocket is lighter than it, and this shot reminds Mo Ye of the "Golden Gunman" inexplicably.

This shot emitted a thick smoke and fire, and after this thunderous gunshot, the 'tyrant' who fell to the ground had become a puddle of rotten meat, and the close-up of this guy's body in the country was to the extent of a mosaic.

All this happened for a second, and this second was already able to do a lot for Mo Ye.

For example......

"Drink!"

Mo Xie rushed out of the "salon" that covered his tracks, and took advantage of the 'tyrant brother' at the back of the team to cause a mess, and slammed a fist into the chest of a 'tyrant' who had revealed his flaws because the main controller lost his mind instantly. (The face of the 'tyrant' is too ...... Mo Xie can't do it. ）

These 'tyrants' can't play guns at all once the main controller doesn't give orders in time, just a short time for the main controller to lose their mind, and there is a fault in their firepower network, this is the tactic that Mo Xie has formulated from the beginning: let the opponent's command have problems first, and then quickly break them one by one, otherwise he will have no chance to fight back in front of the team composed of 5 fully equipped 'tyrants'.

"Bang~!"

How powerful is this punch? Even Mo Xie only dared to use the 'Qilin Arm' to send out a punch that contained his momentum at this time. And the 'tyrant' who had been tricked didn't even snort at this time and died, and a fist with a dark red luster pierced out of its back.

This punch actually pierced its chest!

This is the first one!

Mo Xie didn't withdraw his hand or stop his momentum, he directly resisted the 'tyrant' who was pierced by his fist and continued to rush down the route he had already predetermined!

The second 'tyrant' was in his path, a 'tyrant' with a sniper rifle.

"Bang!"

Powerful inertia and the corpses of its teammates mercilessly crushed it to the ground, their bodies dragging a long furrow through the sand.

“Double_Kill！”