The tongue of fire ceased as abruptly as it had begun, the gunfire dissipated and the smoke filled the ground, and in the smoke the huge body of the iron corpse folded its arms on top of each other's heads. The pen is fun and the pavilion looks like www.biquge.info shy little girl holding her cheeks.

Wisps of cyan smoke wafted up and down his body, invisibly giving people a great pressure.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stare at the place where the smoke fell.

"Roar!! A roar of rage, I don't know if it was pain or anger, only that it spewed out from the mouth of the iron corpse, rolling up waves of air in mid-air, blowing away the smoke of gunpowder.

In the face of modern weapons, steel and iron bones are indeed not an advantage, finger-thick bullets, thousands of jets, in just over a minute to complete the pouring, the iron corpse's waistbone, chest, half of the head, half of the arms are gone. To my surprise, under the suppression of such dense and terrifying firepower, the peachwood sword was actually divided undamaged.

We all saw the iron corpse open its arms, the only remaining eye emitted a red light, and the thick black smoke rolled out of the body, which actually made a sizzling sound, and the corpses, roads, and blood on the ground that were shattered by stray bullets formed an inexplicable killing field, and the iron corpse stood there, high, weird and murderous.

"Bullets, reload!" The company commander shouted loudly, but no one around him.

"No, no, no. There is only one box of regular reserves. A small soldier said next to the company commander.

And then what......

I, Zhang Lu, and everyone else saw that in that zila sound, the wounds of the iron corpse that had been beaten off so much 'flesh' were healing.

Can't let it heal! My heart roared.

"Zhang Lu, let them stop shooting! If you can run, run quickly! I roared and jumped out of this side and swooped down on the iron corpse. It's an opportunity, it's going to heal, but there's not enough evil energy in the body, I know, I've seen it since it healed the wound on my forehead.

Bear? Or die? I was hesitating about what spell to use as I ran.

The curse of death for the living is to deprive people of the right to live, and the curse of death for the dead is to destroy the soul of the other person. But does the Iron Corpse have a soul? Is the physical body still alive to deprive me of my death curse?

Like madness, I rushed forward.

Relying on the mana in his body, he was quite strong, and almost wastefully pounced on the half-crippled large iron corpse. I can't even take a half-crippled piece of goods, right?

The blood-red eyes of the iron corpse also looked at me, emitting a red light, and the fierce gaze was like a knife trying to cut through everything in front of me.

"Roar!!"

It finally identified me, my presence, my breath, the mana fluctuations in my body, making it feel like I was the culprit who hurt it.

The black smoke on the iron corpse's body began to shrink, and it actually knew how to save physical strength.

The mangled body didn't affect its movements in the slightest, and it pounced like me.

Relying on the infusion of mana all over my body, my physical strength has exceeded the limit that people can reach, in a sense, I have a hundred years of mana and superhuman strength is about the same, of course, this is just an exaggerated metaphor, but I can't help but say that the power that bursts out of my body is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

Step down, I felt that the original solid asphalt road under my feet was soft, and I stepped on it with all my strength with every step, and the wind against me made me feel like I was walking in a viscous slurry.

But all this is different from the seriousness of outsiders.

Every step I took shattered the frozen road surface blown by the north wind, splashing pieces of oval rubble, and several shadows were separated from my body, looking at it was still ten meters away, but the next moment, another me appeared fifteen meters away.

Afterimage!

The most profound martial arts category in martial arts novels is real, real, and realistically appears in front of everyone's eyes.

But what was even more terrifying was that the big man rushed towards me, and its feet also crushed the ground, breaking into a terrible crater of footsteps.

"This ...... Is this still human? The company commander grabbed the hat on his head and held it in his palm.

Zhang Lu also watched all this in horror, but he didn't know why he didn't show such a terrible side when he was underground in the criminal police team.

If I knew, I would have said, I would have thought so, but at that time, the mana in my whole body was almost exhausted, how could I be so flamboyant and fearful?

Touch!!!

The two powerful forces are like the superman that bursts out when the strong collide in a science fiction movie, and in the moment before the overlap, the air pressure formed at high speed first contacts together, and the air particles after running and rubbing at high speed collide together, stirring up a huge wave and making an explosion sound. Immediately after the two barometric pressures collided, a faint, but absolutely dazzling bolt of lightning appeared.

And then, my whole body hit the big guy's chest.

Bang! Again, the sound was small, but the destructive power was extremely amazing.

The big guy flew upside down and knocked over a van not far away.

According to some boring theorem of physics, velocity x weight = impact force. My weight of more than 100 pounds, coupled with a speed of nearly 200 meters per second, produced enough impact force to knock over a truck. Of course, if it is actually loaded into a truck, I guess it will also become minced meat.

But this time, I don't feel good either. Although I had mana protection, the huge reaction force also made me fly upside down, but luckily I grabbed the peachwood sword stuck in the chest of the big man the moment I flew out. With the help of the power when I drew my sword, I flew upside down and unloaded that force after flying more than three meters.

Poof, grunt~~ I got out of a distance of seven or eight meters, and then my throat was sweet and I spurted out a mouthful of blood. The force was so great that I was hurt internally.

But now was not the time to heal, I propped up my body with my peachwood sword, wiped the bloody corners of my mouth with my sleeve, and spat out the bloody blood in my mouth, and my eyes were also wide with anger, and I pounced again with bloody red eyes.

"Iron corpse of bullshit!! It's not that Lao Tzu knocked over!! I held the peachwood sword and howled wildly, my body after mana infusion, it seemed to have the power of ten thousand pounds, at this time I firmly believed that I could pinch steel and break iron, and even when I ran, I could feel the sound of friction between the joints.

"Roar!!

The Iron Corpse howled madly, and the feeling of death came to it once again.

Until this moment, the extreme danger of hovering on the edge of life and death actually made me smile, what a fucking thrill!! It turns out that when I first followed Ye Yi, was it because of such a stimulus? In the face of life and death, you can see through it, be fearless of it, and finally despise it! No matter who the opponent is, no matter what the consequences, is it my nature to take risks?

For the first time, I had this kind of perception, just as I had unleashed all of my strength for the first time.

In the last few months, I have been consciously or unconsciously suppressing the madness in my head, suppressing the changes brought about by absorbing a hundred years of power.

I must admit that I am not a qualified leader, much less a qualified fighter.

When I found out before the Chinese New Year that there would be very strange changes when my mana was infused into my body, I was trying my best to hide them, I was afraid that such changes would change my life! However, now when I am facing a strong enemy and facing an iron corpse, I really know that my life has changed.

The strength of my arm after being infused with mana was so terrifying that I once accidentally bent the dumbbell at home into an S shape. But now......

I finally stopped fearing the horror that this power brought to me, and it had a place to go! Iron Corpses! Let me be the first to try how terrifying I am after such a change!

Spat out a stitch of blood stuck in my throat, I stopped, and stabbed my mahogany sword into the hard, stone-like asphalt. Tearing at his clothes, he felt his heart beating, and a steady stream of mana was being generated from there.

A savage feeling permeated my heart, I was going to hand-to-hand combat! Go and fight! I don't want to use any spells! They give me too much dependence.

No, I don't understand what happened to me after using a hundred years of mana. I want to fight, I want blood, I want the pleasure of breaking my opponent's bones. Subconsciously, I felt that I was not good like this, but now I can't control this desire at all! That's right, it's desire!

"Kill !!" I roared and pounced.

My eyes were already red, and I didn't know why I wanted to drink blood and bite something with my teeth!

At the same time, the large iron corpse also pounced again, and the two huge forces collided violently again, and instead of flying upside down with it again, I overlapped each other.

The action of fighting (fighting) kept flashing in my mind, as if every essential, every angle of attack had been repeated countless times.

Lock horns!

I grabbed the iron corpse's intact wrist with one hand, and pressed the other against his chest. The difference in height made me form an asymmetrical triangle with it.

"Die." I grabbed the iron corpse's wrist suddenly, twisted and pulled back, and at the same time grabbed the hand on its chest, as if grasping a sandbag, the muscles of the mana-infused body swelled and held my clothes tightly. As I used a great deal of force, I heard an overwhelming 'click' on my arms and back at the same time, and my clothes were torn apart.

And at this time, I kicked hard under my feet, directly reversing the strength of my lower back.

"Get up for Lao Tzu!!" I yelled, and I grabbed the big guy and lifted him into the air.

Immediately after that, I used the most standard wrestling! Hard, heavy, with a sci-fi tone, he smashed his head down on the pavement like a god of destruction.

Touch!

Rubble was everywhere, dust was stirred up at the place where the iron corpse met the road, and the hard road surface made a clicking sound, followed by dense cracks that radiated out more than two meters in diameter.

Then, I let go of my grip on the Iron Corpse's chest and arm, and lifted one foot up and stepped on one of Iron Corpse's thighs, while holding the other leg with both hands.

Hands, feet, waist, I used all my strength, and shouted loudly: "Give!" Old! Child! Open! ”