Xue Lang's speed has reached the limit, and he doesn't reserve it at all, his figure is already illusory, the sword is full of power, and the big knife is actually used by him as a dagger. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the Spartan war knife did not disappoint him, the blade was over, it was really like cutting tofu, and it smoothly cut through the iron shell of the metal monster, shredded the heart, and cut the connection line that detonated.

Although it was not instantaneous and fatal like hitting the central nervous system of the brain, it ensured that the self-explosion could not be carried out during the one or two seconds that the deceased struggled.

Xue Lang has always been faintly uneasy in his heart, but he can't stay, even if there is really a self-explosion of the two, he must quickly complete the killing, otherwise, he will not have a chance to take here, he will be surrounded by the army layer by layer, and in the end, he is afraid that he will forcibly break through.

Once there is a violent explosion and the outside inquiries go unanswered, here, it is destined to be discovered.

Even if the team members who are supporting outside have already started a raid and cleanup, there are also protective measures outside of here, and even monitoring points are hidden in private houses.

Those cyborg monsters moved fast, but they couldn't effectively stop Xue Lang, and Xue Lang didn't fight, the speed of more than 20 meters a second, the lightning rush, caused the front to freeze, and the back was stunned and didn't know the cause of death, but he could see that the farthest comrades in front of him either lost their vitality and stood still, or fell down suddenly.

In the flutter, a strong palpitation suddenly struck, Xue Lang had already killed six groups, and there were only two guarding the last portal in front of him.

The moment the palpitations hit, his hair exploded, his pupils shrank suddenly, squeezing his physical strength, and the speed of his flutter suddenly increased.

He didn't know if it was the last enemy who would choose to protect himself and die together, but he couldn't stop, and success or failure was here. And here, he must catch Tonys, because there is no trace of the four Mo Yun here.

Seeing the two fork-legged figures approaching, suddenly, the two half-mechanical monsters who were stupid were lightning points, at the moment when Xue Lang's pupils shrank again, they each pulled out two dog-legged knives, and at the moment when Xue Lang was approaching, a blade turned outward, a wild horse split mane, and a double knife picked up, one in front and one back to slash at Xue Lang.

What a speed!

Xue Lang's pupils shrank to the size of a needlepoint, and the war knife in his hand quickly slashed out, and with a loud bang, it slashed on one of the divided knives, and his body stopped suddenly with force.

But the toes had barely touched the ground, and the knife had already arrived.

Once he is entangled, another knife will slash down one after another. The other person is an irresistible force.

Xue Lang was in danger, he didn't have time to take out the knife, his left hand flashed weirdly, and with a bang, it bounced on the blade of the chopping knife, and before the knife swung, the previous guy turned the knife up, endured the numbness and pain of his fingers, and popped out with a finger again.

So much effort!

At the moment when his fingers felt numb, Xue Lang's toes touched the ground, his figure turned around, the tip of the knife poked out like lightning, a little on the blade of the attack, the relay suddenly accelerated and pounced, and the figure flashed past the first attacker, and at the moment when the other party raised his knee to protect the vital point, the tip of the knife stabbed from the intercostal area, obliquely, straight through the heart, and the person even swept past the guy, and in the rolling, he pounced five or six meters, and switched positions with the intercepted guy.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue to attack, one is that he almost exhausted his physical strength all the way to pounce, and the other is that the blow just now is already squeezing out a small amount of physical strength, which will, already gasp.

And the other party, the degree of agility made him jealous, and it seemed that the palpitations fell on the last two guys. Crossed, and then a smooth road.

To his surprise, that guy was also not slow, the moment he got his hand, he turned around, but he paused, did not pursue, stared at Xue Lang in the dark, the two knives were crossed and erected in front of his chest, and he actually put on a defensive posture.

Xue Lang knew that the luck just now accounted for most of it.

One is that the opponent is overconfident in the turtle shell and the defense is much worse, and the other is the moment when the blade is flicked in the magic skill, so that the other party has never seen this method, and there is a setback, otherwise, he will have been drowned in the storm and slashed.

The speed of the two of them is too fast, I am afraid that they are even faster than themselves, and they have already caught up with the Ju Ren he encountered, and the Knight of the Round Table is in a hurry.

Is this the ultimate power......

Xue Lang gasped, holding the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife rushed forward, the blade rushed up, half-kneeling, staring at the guy with the same defensive posture, trying to calm his breath.

The guy seemed to be very cautious, and held this position for half a minute, then slowly put away his posture, and slowly handed the knife to one hand, and with one free hand, he touched the position of his chest.

Xue Lang's eyes were empty, his breath was almost gone, and when he saw that the other party was about to make a new move, he was just about to burst out and carry out the final blow, when the guy suddenly said: "Wait a minute, let me defuse the bomb you are worried about, and have a real fight." ”

Hearing the California-flavored rice-style lingua franca, Xue Lang was surprised, but believed the other party.

In that position, there were only bombs, but the cuirass needed to be lifted.

If he blew himself up, he would have no thought and wouldn't be able to touch the bomb.

Could this ......

Xue Lang's thoughts flashed, and then he understood, this guy, in addition to the joints being protected by metal parts, there are no dense thin wires connecting nerves except for the skin, and there is no fixed frame with metal support to link the bones, it is more like an armor on the body, but there are power-assisted cylinders at the joints.

Strictly speaking, this thing can't be considered a cyborg monster, he's human.

He can take off this tightly connected armor,

And the other guy who didn't fall, Xue Lang only then understood that the guy also didn't destroy the body to pieces, and the body was also intact, but there were thicker wires in the key parts, and there were also wires linking the bomb in the heart. The fierce battle just now was not carefully observed, but he would understand a little bit, these two should be upgraded versions, infinitely close to the category of mecha warriors in the novel.

In his pondering, the guy lifted the cuirass as if no one was around, let the cuirass open horizontally, like a door, calmly pulled out the bomb that was inserted there like a plug, closed the breastplate, looked at Xue Lang who was not moving, and casually threw away the metal high bomb of the round cake, and put on a fighting posture.

At the moment when he put on a fighting posture, Xue Lang's eyes were empty, and after confirming that there was no dangerous thing on this product, he also confirmed that the discus discus that was thrown away was not set to self-detonate at a time, and it did not have that function. ”

He gave the order, and Ice Flower turned on the lights in the passage.

The moment the light bloomed, Xue Lang stepped on his feet suddenly, his figure disappeared suddenly, and a force slashed Huashan, and the Spartan war knife was silently slashed in the air.

For this product, any conspiracy and conspiracy are of little use, except for the Spartan war knife, and then the strength, everything else is useless.

The other party dismantled the bomb, whether it was a martial idiot or a show teaser, it was all Xue Lang needed, but he couldn't help it, because Zuo Boyang's knife couldn't split this turtle shell, not to mention, the speed was even farther, and one blow was enough to block it.

Seeing Xue Lang's lightning coming, the guy shouted, and stepped on it with the same slam under his feet, and in the vibration of the passage, he didn't jump up, but ran and pounced, and the double knives were even more picked up, and he crashed into Xue Lang in the air like a windmill.

Xue Lang's perception was fully open, staring at the opponent's weapon, looking for the weak point of the strength, at the moment when the blade was approaching, the chopping knife suddenly accelerated, and a knife slashed on the opponent's first dog-legged knife, when there was a loud bang, the arm was numb at the same time, the figure suddenly disappeared, a thousand pounds fell, and a knife slashed at the opponent's knee.

The guy's speed was not slow, his body was galloping, and the moment Xue Lang's feet hit the ground, the other knife grabbed his head and chopped it, ignoring Xue Lang's attack.

Oh yes!

Xue Lang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he cursed secretly, as a last resort, he raised his hand and flicked the blade, and when there was a loud noise, his upper body shook and he swam back.

But that guy didn't spare people, fought for his life, blocked Xue Lang's strange attack with injuries in exchange for injuries, shouted, and another knife in his hand followed, slashing at Xue Lang.

Xue Lang couldn't avoid it at this moment, and if he retreated, he would lose the opportunity.

Seeing that the opponent was attacking one after another, he also shouted, and the knife suddenly exploded in a short distance, exerting force between square inches, and slashed at the position of the opponent's knife head three inches.

However, he still miscalculated the opponent's speed, and although the inclined gear unloaded most of its strength, it also suffered a setback.

And the guy's other knife followed.

Xue Lang's pupils shrank, he shouted again, bent his fingers out, picked up the knife light, did not retreat or dodge, and launched a rush attack with him.

The clanging sound suddenly intensified, and the other party's two knives were like windmills.

And Xue Lang, with the strength of four or two thousand catties, made the stormy attack unable to work. People are like a flat boat in the stormy waves, tossed up and down but not capsized.

Both of them were faster than they could capture images for, and although there were lights, they couldn't see their bodies clearly.

In the flickering sparks, only a gray shadow could be seen tumbling in the passage.

At this moment, Xue Lang understood a little, the other party was really not weak, seeing the position of his attack, he knew what he was most worried about, whether it was overconfidence or something else, if he took off the bomb, it was really difficult for him to win quickly.

The other party was also shocked, he had really reached the level of Huaxia's martial arts, but it was not the inner family that cultivated, but the horizontal practice. But you can also use your divine sense to see the trajectory of the opponent's power, and you can see the scenery outside the wall and the door for tens of meters.

Coupled with the upgraded version of the armor, his strength far surpasses the formidable enemy that Xue Lang has encountered, the Knight of the Round Table.

However, the opponent's power is erratic, often exploding instantaneously, making it difficult for him to capture the direction in which the power is running.

He couldn't understand it.

There is also a ring, his knife weighs more than 30 kilograms, about the same as a Spartan war knife, plus his own strength, he was blocked by a small iron ring, the strength is not small, every time the attack can not be smoothly connected, seeing that it is about to work, but he has to regain his strength, and he vomits blood in depression.

The fierce battle did not pause because of the thoughts of the two of them, and the sound of the clanging collision was like rain hitting plantains, and the number was so dense that it could not be heard.

The sparks, even exceeding the brightness of the channel lights, flickered around the phantom without stopping, like a cluster of light.

After eight minutes of fierce fighting, the two were evenly matched.

However, who hurts who knows.

Xue Lang's arm holding the knife was better, and most of the strength was pulled away. But the ring was too thin, and the force acted on the phalanges, so that Xue Lang's left hand was already numb and began to be inflexible.