Duanmu Lingci's mecha is called 'Red Sleeves', a very feminine name. When Red Sleeves resisted Zhao Zilong's mecha attacks twice in a row, he fell into a deep pit after being abused in the power system.

Crash!

There was a loud noise, and in the deep pit covered by dust, a huge red figure waved his hands, emerged from the countless concrete cement piles, rose into the air, and jumped out of the pit briskly.

The red bewitching body left a lot of dust on it, and the red sleeves, like its owner, hated the appearance of this dust on its body, and actually trembled at a strange frequency, so countless dust was raised around its body, and all the dust particles covered by its body were bounced away, and it could no longer get close to its body.

In the cockpit of the red sleeves, Duanmu Lingci had a calm face, and when she drove the red sleeves to jump out of the deep pit, the two subordinates had already driven the mecha and rushed up, and they were fighting with Zhao Zilong at the moment.

Watching the three huge mecha move and fight at an astonishing speed, Duanmu Lingci suddenly felt like a dream, and there was a feeling that she had returned to the Terran Star Field.

It was a surprise to see the first mecha on this remote planet!

"Bell ......"

A violent crashing sound came, and Duanmu Lingci stared intently, and the corners of her mouth outlined a charming sneer. I saw that although the original mecha was sensitive, it was still slightly inferior in speed compared to the mecha controlled by his two subordinates, and the two guys were not like themselves to compete head-on with each other.

However, Duanmu Lingci was also secretly frightened, the responsiveness of this first-generation mecha was far inferior to the thirteenth-generation mecha they controlled, not to mention that with the strong background of Duanmu Lingci's team members, the mecha they each owned were all super mecha tailored for them in the family, and they were superior to ordinary thirteenth-generation mecha in terms of agility and the ideological fit between them and the operator.

Therefore, in the battle of a mecha division of the same level, these young people from the true aristocratic families of the human race definitely have the advantage of crushing the opponent.

Now, although the mecha controlled by the two subordinates suppressed Zhao Zilong's first-generation mecha, although Duanmu Lingci was relieved, he thought that the other party was only a first-generation mecha, and the mecha of himself and others was one of the best mecha in the human world, showing a certain advantage in such a situation, shouldn't it be?

Therefore, Duanmu Lingci didn't feel that it was a matter of pride for her side to have an advantage, but the expression on her face became more and more solemn, because although the original mecha was at a disadvantage, it was not beaten down, and moreover, it was still fighting with one enemy and two enemies.

"Bastard!"

Zhao Zilong used both hands and feet in the cockpit, his movements were as fast as lightning, Rao was so, the mecha he controlled was still slightly inferior to the other party's two mecha in terms of movement and shooting speed, but he was suppressed to death, this kind of suppressed battle made him very unhappy, and he couldn't help but scold.

"No, if you go on like this, no matter how fast your hands are, you will have to die of exhaustion. The hand speed of these guys is definitely not so fast as Lao Tzu, it must be something else. Zhao Zilong was in an irritable mood, but he still maintained enough calm, and while driving the mecha to fight with the two mechas, he thought about countermeasures.

"They should be very compatible with the virtual consciousness of the mechas, and with the control of the mind, the reaction speed of those mechs will be so fast. Damn, is their consciousness stronger than Lao Tzu's? A look of determination flashed in Zhao Zilong's eyes, the tenacity and stubbornness of not admitting defeat made him have a strong fighting spirit, he didn't believe that a group of guys from the so-called central city of the human race would be stronger than himself in terms of telekinesis.

"Bell ......"

With a loud bang, Zhao Zilong tried his best to avoid the attack of a mecha on the left, and forcibly collided with it, and under the head-on confrontation, the mecha was the same as Duanmu Lingci's red sleeves, and it couldn't compete with Zhao Zilong's original mecha power at all, and he lost his balance slightly and flew out.

Zhao Zilong's mecha also took the opportunity to sweep backwards, during this process, Zhao Zilong suddenly closed his eyes, and his mind forcibly entered the virtual consciousness space of the mecha, so the picture in his mind changed, and a series of routines and ways to control the mecha appeared.

After returning to Shenzhou Kingdom this time, Zhao Zilong first had an induction with the mecha, he knew better than anyone that his current consciousness was extremely strong, and he had formed a higher tacit understanding with the virtual consciousness space of the mecha, but because of the relationship of time, and he didn't want others to know that the mecha had reached this tacit understanding under his control, so he had never really practiced it.

But right now, today's situation is completely out of control, and the five mecha that suddenly appeared made him feel unprecedented pressure, and at the same time, in order to find out what the identity of these people is, he has decided to leave one mecha to study and torture.

Therefore, Zhao Zilong is now unreserved, and after establishing contact with the virtual consciousness of the mecha, he faintly has a feeling that the mecha is his own physical body.

"That's how it feels!" The moment Zhao Zilong closed his eyes, his heart was settled, he had sensed this feeling a few times, but he had never really used this feeling to exert the power of the mecha, since he had no choice at this moment, then he didn't have to worry so much, let's fight!

Without conscious tacit cooperation, the mecha is the mecha, and Zhao Zilong is Zhao Zilong, there is no connection between the two at all, the mecha is just a dead thing, and it needs Zhao Zilong's quick operation to make some mechanical movements.

At this moment, the consciousness of the two sides established a close connection, and Zhao Zilong only felt that he was the brain of this mecha, and he could feel the situation of the mecha.

At this time, another mecha had already rushed from the side.

Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed, and the momentum of the Sword Emperor realm was released, and at the same time, the entire huge mecha also released a palpitating majestic sword intent, and because it was this aura emitted by the Tong guò mecha, this kind of sword intent gave people a feeling of being more powerful and powerful.

Zhao Wenjun, Baqi Dashan, the second haunted house, and the few powerhouses from Penglai Island all changed color, only to feel that the mecha controlled by Zhao Zilong suddenly seemed to be a little different, and it seemed to be a little more...... Life!

"Be careful!" Red Sleeves let out an exclamation and hurriedly rushed over, the speed was much faster than the previous times, and the giant sword in her hand slashed forward in advance, and a dazzling light similar to a laser shot out in front of the giant sword.

However, it was too late, Zhao Zilong's mind moved, and the majestic sword intent was released without reservation, and the mecha was just like Zhao Zilong's own body, under the operation of his invincible hand speed, and with the transmission of orders from consciousness and mental power, the mecha body rushed towards the mecha that attacked him with great flexibility, and the semicircular meniscus long knife in his hand slammed down.

This qiē happened so fast!

From the majestic sword intent exuded from Zhao Zilong's mecha to the time he slashed out, it took less than a second, and in this short second of time, it was impossible for the mecha that rushed towards him to make a dodge action, and the two sides hedged over, and under the superposition of speed, the distance of dozens of meters was in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

With a crisp loud thud, the meniscus blade slashed heavily at the arms of the mecha that crossed in front of it.

A series of sparks flew into the void, and cracks finally appeared on the surface of the mecha, and on the right arm that was blocking the outside, a huge hole was obviously broken, and countless lines and pipes inside were exposed in everyone's sight, so that all the people present finally breathed a sigh of relief, these big guys, after all, are just some machines that have been harnessed, not monsters with their own ideology!

The mecha was slashed out, and there were no screams and groans of pain, only an angry shout and exclamation. Obviously, the pilot in the cockpit was completely unaware of this scene, and when he saw that his mecha had suffered heavy damage, he cursed angrily in distress.

However, at the next moment when Zhao Zilong slashed at the mecha, a dazzling beam of light on the left side slammed in, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

Zhao Zilong thought, the mecha was as fast as his own body, and it was slightly sideways as lightning, and the half-moon-shaped scimitar was horizontal in front of that ray of light.

"Poof!"

The furious impact swept in, and the fierce impact hit the area between the scimitar and Zhao Zilong's left chest.

A violent shock came, and a rapid alarm sounded inside the mecha, and the second-class defense system collapsed instantly, so the first layer of defense system, that is, the body shell of the mecha itself, was also affected by the power of the light, and a shallow indentation appeared on the chest.

"It's still too slow!"

Zhao Zilong was in the cockpit, and he felt that although his action order was given just now, whether it was his hand speed or the mecha's own reaction, it was still a little slow, and there was still a gap between it and Zhao Zilong's own body's reaction speed.

As everyone knows, Zhao Zilong's reaction speed just now was already very amazing in the eyes of Zhao Wenjun and Baqi Dashan, at least the two of them saw that Zhao Zilong's mecha's reaction speed was significantly faster than before.

"This kid still has reservations!" A smile rose at the corner of Zhao Wenjun's mouth, and he couldn't help but snort.

Compared to Zhao Wenjun, Baqi Dashan and other cultivators from Penglai Island have seen the power of high-tech products for the first time, and the shock and visual impact brought to them by the mecha is much stronger than that of those cultivators in Shenzhou Kingdom......

In the red-sleeved cockpit, the shock in Duanmu Lingci's heart was greater than that of Yaqi Dashan and the others, the appearance of the first generation of mecha made her feel incredible, and now this original mecha suddenly became faster and stronger, this series of changes also happened too fast, even if it was a talented mecha master, it was impossible to improve so much.

What kind of freak is this guy?

For a while, Duanmu Lingci had a strong curiosity about the guy named Zhao Zilong in her heart.

"Dare to raid Lao Tzu, tremble, woman!"

Just when Duanmu Lingci and the others were shocked, Zhao Zilong's voice emanated through the mecha, and at the same time, the huge mecha pressed towards the red sleeves with a posture of looking at the world.

In Zhao Zilong's eyes, this red mecha is the leader of the other party, and if he solves this red mecha, he can dominate today's battle!