The energy shield of Miyamoto's mecha was hit by four ion cannons again, bursting out with extremely magnificent ion ripples, but the magnificent ions like rose petals could not stop the ghost from looking at Shen Chengfeng's cold blue light.

The knife is unsheathed!

At the critical moment when Shen Chengfeng had closed his eyes and was waiting for death, in the smoke of gunpowder caused by the bombardment of the ion cannon, Tang Lang's Tang warrior rushed out of an arc from the side at high speed, and came from the side again, raising the top of the arm, the five fingers of the mecha arm poked out, and buckled into the mechanical arm of the ghost cutting mecha, sealing it that was about to swing out of the knife to kill the next move.

Among them, Miyamoto Gang did not show the defense he should have as a master, but let Tang Lang detain his mecha.

Perhaps, this is a trap in itself, using Shen Chengfeng as a bait to make Tang Lang no longer dodge, so that he can kill him in one fell swoop and never suffer in the future.

Or perhaps, Miyamoto just wanted to see what kind of surprise the opponent who had already surprised him could give him.

Of course, whether it is the former or the latter, it requires extreme self-confidence and strength.

?? The wrestling between the two mecha robotic arms seems simple, but it is the most dangerous tactical move, and all the skills seem to be useless at this moment, which is most directly reflected in the clash of mecha engine capabilities.

Once one side loses slightly, it will be defeated by a powerful bamboo, and it is even very likely that because it can't withstand such a wrestling energy output, the mecha engine will burn down and the pilot will be burned out.

In Tang Samurai's light screen, the output energy level of the engine continued to rise, and even jumped to the red line area, Tang Lang could almost hear the terrifying sound of energy squeezing from the engine compartment, and the ghost cut mecha in front of him still showed no signs of being pushed or even bent by the mechanical arm.

It's like a teenager who will never be more than 12 years old wrestling with a strong man, and a strong man with just one arm is enough to make a teenager who has tried his best desperate.

The gap is huge.

"Is that all there is to it?" Miyamoto's feminine voice sounded again. "You've let me down!"

The roar of the ghost cut mecha suddenly sounded, the terrible "squeak" sounded, and the mechanical arm of the Tang warrior gradually bent, and the pieces of armor plates were visible to the naked eye, shattering, and flying!

The huge body of the Tang warrior gradually leaned back, and was pressed back little by little by the huge force, but he would rather not bend, even if his feet were stuck in the rocks, he would not move.

"You'll be honored to be the first mech to be crushed by me!"

Miyamoto Gang actually wanted to use the power of the powerful engine to crush Tang Lang little by little and crush him to death!

"Look at you!" An abrupt voice suddenly sounded.

made Miyamoto Gang's face stiffen. It wasn't because of this unfamiliar voice that suddenly appeared, and it wasn't because of the ghost-like voice scolding him. There are many people who scold him, but there are few who are still alive.

Instead, a spear suddenly poked out from the crotch of the Tang warrior who was wrestling with him, like a poisonous dragon spitting out a letter, stabbing at his breastplate.

The ship-breaking gun controlled by the hob meat, at this moment, reappeared on the battlefield, perhaps because of an experience, this shot was even faster and more concealed than when Tang Lang killed the ghost cutting mecha before.

At that moment, everyone had an illusion, not to mention Miyamoto Gang's ghost mecha, as if there was a starship in front of him, and Tang Lang's shot could also pierce it.

Just kidding, it was a male artificial intelligence that had been lonely in the soil of the Blue Star for thousands of years, studying the martial arts of all the Chinese sects and even all the martial arts networks in history, and all the imagination of the Blue Star humans. At that moment, it was not fighting alone, the hero Qiao Feng, the demon monk Gu Mozhi, the swordsman Ximen Blowing Snow, the two mustaches Lu Xiaofeng, the nose was sick Chu Liuxiang, and he couldn't be defeated alone, and Xiao Li Feidao, who ranked third in the weapon spectrum。。。。。。 The spirit of all the masters was fused with the meat of the martial arts fan hob knife and shot out.

may be missing Dongfang Undefeated, the main thing is that he (she) can't shoot!

Breaking the ship's gun, breaking the wind, carrying electricity, stabbing at Miyamoto's vital point.

The mechanical arm of the ghost cut mecha is still mixing with Tang Wushi, and he is already unavoidable.

Could it be that victory is finally coming? At that moment, everyone couldn't hide the excitement in their hearts, as if their hearts had stopped beating.

However, as the box-like armor under the ribs of the Ghost Cut Mecha suddenly spewed out blue light, the Ghost Cut Mecha suddenly raised its feet five meters from the ground under an impossible situation, and such an amazing shot was shot out from between his two separate mechanical legs.

Obviously, this is no longer an ordinary anti-gravity device.

The Ghost Cut Mecha that rose into the air rolled in the air, just like Gu Lanxing's wrestling skills, and the Tang Warrior, who was still entangled with his arms, threw it out.

The Tang warrior mecha that was thrown out violently smashed on a boulder with a width of seven or eight meters like a seagull falling into the wind and waves, and suddenly bounced back and fell to the ground again.

Inside the mecha that no one could see, Tang Lang slammed into the cockpit wall of the soft material inside, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, staining the control console and light screen into a blood-red color.

The Tang warrior, who had been smashed into the rock and bounced to the ground, lay silently on the ground, like a steel corpse that had lost control of its soul.

Zhang Wuhui and Ye Xiaozhou roared angrily and blasted the ion cannon in vain towards the ghost cut that fell from the sky, and Shen Chengfeng, who could no longer control the mecha to stand up and could only roll, closed his eyes in pain.

Qin Chong's face in the mecha group was already extremely solemn and severe, in the history of mecha hand-to-hand combat, there has never been a lack of cases where the pilot's body could not bear it due to excessive maneuvering, and thus died for various reasons. In many cases, the confrontation between pilots of the same level is not even a contest of control speed, but a contest of their respective physiques. It has never been uncommon for a pilot to die without being destroyed.

Tang Lang in the body at this time, can he withstand such a terrible blow?

Eldest Sun Xueqing's long eyelashes were trembling slightly, showing that her heart was by no means as calm as she appeared on the surface.

The people of the Federation are even more worried, once this patronus of their own is killed in battle, who else can lead them against that demon god-like enemy? He can't die.

Is it over? What a tough little bug! Miyamoto, who landed on both feet, said secretly in his heart. Inside the ghost that no one can see, he has been calm and calm most of the time since he stepped on Rafi Star, and the eyes of the demonic man, who may be angry but have little expression, have an unpredictable glow in his eyes, but for the first time, he has seen sweat on his forehead.

Only he himself knew best that the shot just now was enough to surprise him, and if he hadn't been equipped with a newly developed mecha land vehicle that was still in the experimental stage, he would have been injured by that shot. It may not be fatal, but in a battle of this level, it would be an insult to him that he would be injured as a high-level mecha.

However, the little insect was stronger than he imagined, and in less than a second, the body of the Tang warrior, who had been silent, moved again.

At this time, everyone's extremely suppressed hearts had the urge to cheer, including many mecha masters, who didn't even know that they were in tears. The great enemy is still present, and the threat is still there, but people did not expect that just watching the Tang warriors regain their movements, they would have such a strong urge to be intertwined with gratitude and surprise.

Perhaps, that is the power of the fighting spirit!

"Please, keep it up!"

"If you really can't! I don't blame you! ”

。。。。。。

Tang Lang recovered from the brief dizziness, choked heavily, and the sudden impact just now directly made him faint, which was also the result of the continuous vicious battles that overwhelmed his body.

Controlling the Tang warrior to get up with difficulty, leaning against the boulder, watching the ghost cut approach again.

40m, 30m, 20m。。。。。。

Tang Lang's eyes burst into light, and he roared: "Get up!" ”

With Tang Lang's roar, seven or eight flashing dark blue magnetic nets suddenly popped up from the low bushes around the Ghost Cutting Mecha, overlapping and splitting heads and faces towards the Ghost Cutting Mecha Cover.

"Does this work for me?" Miyamoto just sounded with a somewhat amused voice. At the same time, the two crescent moon ghost cutting blades slipped into the palms.

"Isn't it useless?" Tang Lang grinned. "What if, plus this?"

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the entire mountain seemed to be shaking, and the cliff that was only 50 meters away from the two mechs collapsed.

It was only then that Miyamoto finally changed color.

He finally knew why so many magnetic nets had appeared, not to tie him up, but to delay him for a few seconds.

"You're going to die!"

"I can't tell, it's up to luck!" Tang Lang's voice was calm.

The detonation of all the anti-mecha mines in the buried armory completely collapsed the entire cliff, and tens of thousands of tons of dirt and stones began to fall, overwhelmingly swarming downward, thousands of troops, like a violent wind and waves, in a width of more than 500 meters, wrapped in all the boulders and shrubs along the way, constantly tumbling downward, surging towards the ghost cut mecha located in the magnetic net.

Even if he is as strong as Miyamoto Tsuyoshi, in the face of the natural power that destroys the world and the earth, even if it is carrying a mecha that is the crystallization of human technology, he will feel a trace of heart palpitations.

He subconsciously engined a flying machine, but the magnetic net under the sky cover would make it difficult for it to soar into the sky, and the ghost cutting blade in his palm swung extremely quickly, revealing a knife light, cutting the magnetic net into pieces, but the magnetic net was as high as eight sides, and he simply didn't have enough time to destroy it before the huge wave of mud and rock hit.

"Whew!" A loud roar of the ghost cut came.

But in an instant, it was drowned, devoured, and buried by mud and rock!

And the Tang warriors, long before him, had been buried deep in the mud and rocks.

Only Shen Chengfeng's ghost cut, who couldn't move a hundred meters away, was carried on his shoulders by the Qin warrior of Yu Chi Jian who came quietly, rushing, running wildly, and behind him was a mud and stone frenzy, chasing after him!

Zhang Ye and the others roared angrily in Tang Lang, "Get up!" At that moment, he turned around and ran wildly, and behind the four rushing mechas, tens of thousands of tons of mudslides razed the entire hillside to the ground.

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