"-Flesh Butcher Hook!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, a blood-colored hook claw swayed up, accompanied by a tyrannical roar, like an eagle catching a goose, fast and fierce, unstoppable!

Xiange's chest was pierced, but fortunately, the Fighting Saint Body was powerful, and its body turned like a swimming dragon, avoiding vital parts such as the cockpit and engine, and waiting for the opportunity to fight back!

At this time, the roe deer owl under the mechanistic seat had its forelimbs cut off, and he himself lost his center of gravity, and it was difficult to avoid the blow between swaying.

"Hmph—— Chiwu!"

The machine clan roared angrily, and the spear in his palm rotated, and the layers of red mangs condensed into a giant red wheel, blocking him like a shield.

Sou!

The butcher hook swept over the red mangs, without the slightest hindrance.

This red mang could even block bullets, but for some reason it couldn't resist the flesh butcher hook, which screamed through the air and struck at the chest of the mechanical clan.

"Oh, is it Shoushan Copper?" The mechanical clan looked surprised, but did not panic, and his free left hand pulled back with a palm, ready to pull the butcher hook away.

"It's not that easy!" Xian Ge shouted angrily, his palm shook violently, and the chain rippled in countless undulating ripples, and then swirled and twisted, wrapping around the mechanical clan's body layer by layer.

"I want to ...... Ahh

Crackle!

Above the chain, countless thick arcs of electricity surged like a group of snakes, spreading towards the mechanical clan layer by layer, instantly spreading all over its body, turbulent and undulating.

"Ah~~"

The Mechanics let out a terrible scream, bathed in thunder and fire, their skin and flesh burned, and puffs of green smoke came out.

"-Assault!"

At this moment, the wounded Qijing also came back, and the attack became more and more fierce and ferocious.

Although it suffered a lot of red mangs, Shaoguang and the Fighting Saint Body complemented each other, and the entire body of the aircraft was like weeds swaying in the wind, offsetting the damage to the greatest extent and not harming the roots.

And after suffering a big loss, Song Zishu was not only not afraid, but was full of fighting spirit and vowed to get back to the field!

This spurt is even better than the one against Haguro.

Airplanes!

A line of blood crossed the void, as if breaking free from the shackles of time and cutting off the spatial barrier, which was incredibly fast and terrifyingly ruthless!

This knife is the essence of assassinating mechas, fast, ruthless, and strong, criticizing and smashing the void, cutting the sky!

"You want to kill me, it's not that easy!" the mechmen bent their knees slightly, like a giant frog leaping forward, even soaring into the air with a string song, avoiding the blow.

Airplanes!

The red line swept straight by, the roe deer owl howled miserably, and the whole giant beast was split in the chest, and it was cut in two with a knife!

The fact that such a huge mechanical beast was actually torn apart by a small blue-blooded dagger shows the power of this blow.

Airplanes!

In mid-air, the mechanical clan looked solemn, and suddenly reversed the wheel, breaking free from the chains bound to his body, and threw the string song out and slammed it on the rock wall.

The remaining three mechs attacked, not giving him a chance to breathe.

"I'm underestimating you...... As a bladed mecha, your strength is indeed quite outstanding!" The mechanical clan landed lightly, with traces of electric fire still remaining on his body, and said coldly, "However, none of you can escape!"

"Really?"

Bang, bang, bang!

Gunshots rang out!

It's a Gyrfalcon!

This time, it changed its combat method, and the end of the world in the palm of its hand cracked, turning into two short guns, bullying forward and backward, and shooting continuously!

Its movements are fluttering, like an ancient dance, and the muzzle of the gun is constantly bursting with sparks, high and low, left and right, not only the gun is pointed at the vital point, but also extremely tricky, and it is impossible to guard against.

Airplanes!

The mechanical clan had a gloomy face, the spear in his palm fluttered, and the blood poured like a waterfall, blocking the bullets that kept coming, and defended it steadily.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

But at this moment, a deafening battle cry sounded, echoing back and forth in the narrow cave, and the echoes were superimposed layer by layer, like a mountain and a tsunami!

The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of footsteps, and the sound of swords skimming the air continued, and countless god-killing illusions rushed to kill, or slashed with green frost in hand, or directly faced the enemy with fists, surround sound effects and holographic projections, virtual and real, real and false, difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Is it a trick to fool a child!" the mechanical clan snorted coldly, and his eyes wandered, but his eyes were a little confused.

Its five senses are extremely acute, but it's not entirely good.

In the dimly lit, echoing caverns, this powerful perception brings countless distractions, confusing its mind and making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

However, it also has a solution.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The feet of the mechanical clan are agile, like a frightening flood, like a dragon, and in the face of many phantoms, they can be flexibly and easily avoided, like treading waves on the surface of the water, and the trace is insignificant.

This kind of footwork is not as treacherous and mysterious as the ghost step, but it reveals a hint of uprightness, but it is unpredictable and unpredictable.

"-Ling Bo!" Jiang Jiejia stood up and said in a lost voice, "This is the top body technique of the Mechanic Clan, and it is a hundred times more powerful than the 'Divine Hidden Ghost Fu'!"

Rumble!

But at this moment, the mechanical clan took a heavy blow, and the entire body flew out diagonally, spitting out a mouthful of green blood and spilling it all over the ground.

It's a slap in the face!

The mechanical clan staggered back, looking shocked and angry, gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you are quite good at trickery...... I remember you!"

He dodged all the way, guarding against the illusion of a weapon in hand, but not paying attention to the illusion of an empty hand. In his opinion, the other party would never be stupid enough to fight with his bare hands when he was armed with a weapon.

But what this mechanic didn't expect was that this was the psychological trap set by the other party.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The shouts of killing continued, and countless phantoms surged in, like a tidal wave swept away, layer upon layer! And this time, three other mechs also joined the battle group, armed with weapons, and attacked and killed one after another!

The offensive swept and surged and was about to drown him.

"-Tatsumaki!" the Mecha Clan's eyes turned cold, and he let out a furious battle cry.

Immediately after, the spear in his palm danced, and countless blood rays swirled, like clouds and mist, condensed into a scarlet tornado, which rushed in an instant, sweeping in all directions!

Rumble!

The tornado condensed by the red rays cracked, and the rolling heat wave rushed and overflowed, like a devastating solar storm, tearing apart all illusions!

And the four mechs were not spared.

Crackle!

The four mechs retreated continuously, and countless sparks exploded on their bodies, and the electric fire was boiling, agitating and surging.

In the cockpit, the four of them felt like they were in a steamer, almost roasted.

"This is—thermal radiation!" Zhao Qian's eyes froze, and he suddenly realized.

That red glow is actually a highly condensed thermal energy radiation! This thermal energy radiation is formless and phaseless, but the temperature is extremely terrifying, and wherever it passes, it can directly melt the mecha!

The reason why the flesh butcher hook is not afraid of red mangs is that it contains Shoushan copper, which can withstand high temperatures.

"-Heavy rain!" "The mechanical clan was unforgiving, spears stabbed out like raindrops in a row, and countless red rays shot through the air, like countless firebirds, starry thunderbolts, magnificent!

Knock! Knock! Knock!

In an instant, the four mecha trembled violently, and countless red rays bloomed on the surface of the body, all of which were covered in scaly wounds and unspeakable suffering.

The god-killing steps were vain, his back was against the cave wall, and he couldn't move.

"I'm afraid the strength of this mechanical clan is already above the trap formation!" Zhao Qian was shocked and asked in a low voice, "Dayan, is there a way to deal with him?"

"I'm not an immortal, what can I do in this hurry?" said Da Yan Gunshu, "I'm deducing combat skills, perhaps, this new combat skill is against him!"

"How long will it take?" Zhao Qian's expression perked up, and he hurriedly asked.

"Three minutes!"

"Three minutes?" Zhao Qian raised his door, his face full of anxiety, "In three minutes, you can already collect my body!"

"Okay, I'll try to speed up as much as I can......" Daiyan Jarate.

Immediately afterwards, the glow on its surface flows, the frequency of light and shadow fluctuations accelerates, and the temperature also rises.

Obviously, the big man also fights!

"I'll kill you first!" the Mechan smirked, looked at the falcon, and lunged forward, quickly closing the distance.

Naturally, he was not at ease, with two barrels aimed at him all the time.

Bang, bang, bang!

The falcon strode back, firing in quick succession, trying to push the mechman back.

However, the arms of the mechanical clan danced wildly, and the red mangs swirled into shields, and the bullets could not penetrate at all, and they were all melted.

"Run, I'll let you run!" the mechman sneered, and seemed to be on fire, the spear slashed down, severing both of the spear falcon's arms, and then the spear blade retracted, ready to pierce its cockpit with a spear.

"-Die to me!"

Rushing to kill, he rushed to the back of the Mechanic Clan, his movements were as dexterous as an ape, and a pair of blue-blooded daggers struck his left and right temples, his movements were ruthless and ruthless.

"You'd better die first!"

But the machine clan seemed to have eyes on his back, and suddenly turned around, and a spear swept across, and the red mang slashed the scene in half, and cut it into two pieces!

The remnants of the scene fell to the ground, making a loud bang.

"Song Zishu!"

Everyone changed color in unison, and their expressions were nervous.

"-Luo Wu!"

Xian Ge hurriedly rushed forward, the butcher's blade in his hand swirled, with his right foot as the center of the circle, and the body rotated in place, slashing towards the mechanical clan.

Clang!

The mechanical clan raised their hands, the spear blocked, and collided with the butcher's blade, it was actually equal!

"Boy, was I cool about the electricity just now, and now, you're done!" the mechanical clan sneered, and his left palm reached out, grabbing Xiange's head.

The crowd was all faceless.

Right now, the falcon has broken his arms, the scene has been cut in half, and if the string song is taken off again, there is naturally no reason to be spared the remaining god-killing plane.

At this moment, the god-killing suddenly moved!

Rumble!

The roar of the engine and the roar of the inverter sounded at the same time, like the wild roar of two primeval beasts, earth-shattering!

"—Kurong!"

With a loud shout, the god-killing stepped out, dancing with green frost in his palm, drawing countless hidden trajectories, floating and sinking.

Its movements are sometimes fast and slow, sometimes like a freeze-frame film, sometimes like a flying time, the orderly combination of stillness and movement, like a piece of music, suddenly soft and tactful, suddenly passionate!

"Huh?" The expression of the mechanical clan froze, and there were countless distorted afterimages swirling in front of him, like a mysterious illusion, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Airplanes!

He was just stunned, the god-killing was already in front of him, a war sword slashed straight down, and the killing intent was boiling!

The mechanical clan was startled and hurriedly raised their spears to block.

Bang dang!

The spear split in two, and it broke apart!