"Bang bang bang~!"

I have to say that the quality of the Sentry Aircraft is really excellent, and its weapon system is still intact after being buried under the snow for I don't know how long.

A barrage of bullets shot out of the 'old antique''s hands, each aimed at the dodge trajectory that Mo Xie might have chosen.

Well, the one above is a euphemism......

To put it bluntly - all the bullets missed.

The stream of consciousness is out of place......

This 'old antique' that doesn't play cards according to the routine stunned Mo Ye, or its routine disrupted Mo Ye's routine.

"Ding Ding Ding~!"

Holding his right arm in front of him, Mo Xie forcibly stopped the momentum of his charge.

The bullets mercilessly sealed all his forward and retreat paths, and Mo Xie found that his situation was extremely embarrassing now.

"Roar~!"

I don't know where this antique sound system is installed, this machine is constantly making noise, even passers-by who are innocent want to destroy it.

"Brother!"

The snow slope that had blocked Mo Xie's tracks before collapsed due to the appearance of the sentinels, so at this moment, Mo Xie's dangerous situation fell into the eyes of the 'escape trio'.

Matthew shouted loudly, trying hard to struggle back, but after all, he was missing a leg, and his body was weak, Zhang Xiaohu and Zhang Xiaosu dragged Matthew away like a sack.

"Don't waste a piece of your brother's hard work!"

All the suspicions that had existed before were left behind by Zhang Xiaohu, because at this time, too much suspicion was an insult to the man who bravely stayed behind to delay time for them.

He knew that Mo Xie might not be able to delay for long, and even the most powerful human was too vulnerable in the face of sentinels.

The shot was enough to kill him.

"Xiao Su! Don't hold back! Run!"

The snow was knee-deep, and every step seemed like stepping in the mud, but in the desperate escape, everyone ran almost fifty meters in less than a minute.

They lost Matthew's crutches in a desperate escape, but the situation was urgent, and no one noticed this detail.

"Fire Lin Sword!"

In the rain of bullets, Mo Xie relied on a unicorn arm to protect his body, and he could see what kind of impact the long years had on the old antique in front of him.

The bullets it fired had lost their accuracy, only its rate of fire had not yet dropped, and the rain of bullets was so dense that it was impossible to get in.

Mo Ye kept looking for a gap to escape from the rain of bullets, but he never found it.

The only thing he could do was his right arm, and if he acted rashly, he might get a bullet through here.

At this time, the only way to do this is to use weapons.

"Whoosh!"

The summoned Huolin Sword burst through the air, and Mo Ye grabbed it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Go!"

The energy that was injected into his right arm exploded at this moment, and in order to make this throw more powerful, Mo Ye even borrowed his waist strength.

"Smack!"

The unplanned action ushered in a bullet that would not have hit him, and Mo Xie was shot in the left shoulder.

This was the first time he had hung a lottery since he came into this world.

One bullet hole in exchange for 500 points!

"......!"

There is no need to describe too much about the sharpness of the Huolin Sword, after all, it is the number one divine soldier in "Fengyun", if it is not a good master, its prestige should never be lower than that of Xueyin.

The blade sank directly into the old antique's head, and the continuous gunfire finally came to an end. The blade sank directly into the old antique's head, and the continuous gunfire finally came to an end.

Mo Xie gasped heavily, and knelt on one knee with his right hand holding his left shoulder. In just a few moments, the blood that had been pouring from the wound had traveled along the lines of his arm to his fingertips, and was dripping from his fingertips.

Even on the icy snowfield, the blood that flowed from Mo Ye's body did not congage into lumps in the first place. The dragon bloodline, even if it is greatly restricted by the hemp incense bone, will still inadvertently reveal its extraordinary side - although the difficulty of condensing is useless.

"Earn 500 points, current points 1275 points. The voice of the pit father of the "Holy Codex" sounded in time, saving Mo Xie the step of personally checking the life and death of the old antique.

"Oops?? Finally rich??" Only after living a hard life did he know the benefits of having money, but this point was still not enough for Mo Ye at this stage.

Heal the wounds and get rid of the poison, get a fast means of transportation, Mo Ye's points are not enough to deal with the former.

Good steel should be used on the cutting edge.

"The Holy Book dispels 40% of negative statuses!"

Xueyuan is by no means a good place, and Mo Ye has already understood from what happened just now - the "Holy Scripture" may have arranged a lot of "little monsters" for him along the way. The two were just appetizers.

The more thoroughly the poison of the hemp fragrant bone is dispersed, the better, plus the previous 20%, and now Mo Ye only has 40% of the negative state left.

Although the sword qi at the dantian still couldn't be raised, his spiritual power index had already begun to rise.

The long-lost perception finally returned to him.

"Fire Lin Sword. ”

It's a good habit to take back your weapon afterwards.

"Boom!"

The Fire Lin Sword flew upside down from the old antique's head, and as if a switch had been pressed, the old antique exploded.

It is worthy of the 'ancestor' level antiques of the first few generations, and it comes with gorgeous special effects both in and out.

In those years when the Sentinel had not yet gained overwhelming superiority in war, every machine had a self-destruct program attached.

On the snowfield, the sound of this huge explosion was like a bell.

"There's a sense of foreboding......"

Maybe it was because his spiritual power was restored, Mo Ye seemed to sense something, and it was an indescribable feeling.

It's ridiculous to say, he felt that this snowfield was 'alive' when he was half-kneeling in the snow with his wounds covered.

There was a slight tremor from beneath the ground, like a prelude to an avalanche.

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After drinking the wine that had expired for a long time, Professor X took a nap before waking up.

Perhaps outsiders don't know that Professor X misses the taste of this wine whenever he has to make a heavy decision, and subconsciously he thinks that this wine can bring him good luck.

In these last days, good fortune even trumps strength.

"Logan. ”

Login to the room where the main brain is placed in the plane, which is only a miniature version, and the power is far less than that of a normal-sized main brain.

But without it, Professor X's brain waves would not be able to break through the inexplicable interference on the snowfield.

"Professor?"

The last thing Logan wanted to hear on his way back at the moment was Professor X's voice.

"I'm sorry, Professor, the mission has failed, and I'm retreating to the edge of the snowfield. ”

A true warrior will never make excuses for his failure, even if the reason for this defeat is not his own at all.

"Logan, he's about 100 kilometers east of you. ”

Professor X already knew the whole thing from the moment he 'connected' to Logan, so he gave Logan this news.

"What?"

Logan a flurry.

You're so funny about me!

It's a minefield to the east!

And it's the hardest hit area in a minefield!

"That's right, I've captured his mental power, and he's still alive, albeit in a bit of a bad state. ”

Professor X never lies, so even if the situation is ten times weirder, Logan will believe it.

"Okay. ”

Turning the course, Logan knew that the time to sell meat was coming again......

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