Chapter Fifty-Seven: True Combat Skills

The cooperation from the meat ball monster was very sincere, and the four flying beasts attacked almost as soon as the fisherman's body was successfully printed.

The defense of the flying beast may not be enough, but in terms of speed and attack power, it is extremely powerful. The flying beast's fleshy wings are like knives, and with the special air flow that can be attached to it, it is extremely cutting. When the air battle broke out over the Wanghai Sea, many of the military's fighter jets and drones were destroyed on it.

The four flying beasts presented a layered attack, rotating their bodies in pairs, pulling up an extremely cutting air flow in the air.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him..."The fisherman was shocked by the meat ball monster, and he had already commanded the attack of the four flying beasts, and he was still urging Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan ignored this urging, and stared at the fisherman who had reappeared. As the flying beast approached, it didn't let out silk threads, nor did it erupt with the kind of light that limited itself.

It directly spread the pair of blood wings angrily, and the blood wings flapped and flew into the sky. He dodged the first round of attacks, and faced the second round of attacks, which were not yet fully formed.

It folded twice in its hand, and it was not clear what kind of energy it was using, and the two flying beasts burst in the air. The rest of the flying beasts let out a terrible roar when they saw their kind dead.

With a roar, the beast took off into the air to avoid it, and reassessed the opponent. They are fast, the fisherman is faster, Luo Chuan didn't even have his eyes to react, and one of the two flying beasts had already exploded in the fisherman's hand.

Strong, very strong, but Luo Chuan was a little more stable in his heart. The Fisherman's behavior was a little different, it lost the momentum of everything under control, and all its actions seemed to be instinctive.

"It shields logic and retains only instinct." Luo Chuan made a judgment, and the logical flow of information was still affecting the core of the fisherman. The fisherman did not carry out direct information isolation, core cutting, as he did with the first information flow. Instead, they entered a state of paranoia.

The reason for the current situation is that one is the unique imprint of the bright point, and the other is the pride of its supreme existence, and the pride is terrible, just as people cannot bear it, and a person who thinks he is worse than himself has achieved more than himself.

The fisherman's reaction was a big surprise to Luo Chuan, but it seemed to be a good thing. If the other party is still radiant and surrounded by silk threads, he will not even have a chance to start. Now this situation is in my favor.

Luo Chuan stood up on one leg and had already made an attack posture.

Seeing this scene, the urgent flow of information of the meat ball monster suddenly stopped. The fourth flying beast had died in mid-air, and if this strange human couldn't hold it back, it would be difficult for him to survive.

As long as it can be held back for even a short time, the meat ball monster will have a way to get out immediately.

The Meat Ball Monster thought it was doing very stealthily, not far from it. In a low-lying clearing, a silver-armored beast has entered the lurking space.

The Silver Armor Beast, the fastest creature among the beasts on the ground, its instantaneous explosive power can exceed 100 meters per second. And the most important thing is that the silver-armored beast changes direction very quickly, and even the flying beast cannot be compared to this aspect. As long as the silver-armored beast saves itself, it can buy a lot of time, and later the huge herd of beasts will be stronger of its kind.

It didn't believe that freak would dare to go against a powerful beast.

However, the meat ball monster who was accustomed to Yin Luo Chuan, never expected that this time it would be Yin by Luo Chuan. When the last flying beast died, Luo Chuan's bent legs straightened like springs.

Luo Chuan's body did not leap forward, but turned into a cannonball and swept backwards. Before the meat ball monster could react, it was grabbed by a large hand, and then Luo Chuan picked up his arm and threw it towards the fisherman.

"Roar", cry for help, frightened. In an instant, it dispersed in the roar of the meat ball, and the lurking silver-armored beast almost did not hesitate, and exploded rapidly.

Silver lightning, with a folded body, has a kind of stamping posture in the air while running, jumping up from the side, grabbing the meat ball in front of the fisherman.

The price of the tiger's mouth is the fisherman's thunderous blow. The silver-armored beast's extreme speed still didn't last two seconds in the fisherman's hands, the hand knife broke, the silver armor was broken, and Zhou's body was full of wounds.

Just as it fell, several black shadows in the sky rushed towards it.

The Meat Ball Monster was saved, and one of the flying beasts caught the Meat Ball Monster thrown by the Silver Armor Beast, fluttering its wings, ready to re-void. But the meat ball monster, like Luo Chuan, has already entered the fisherman's must-kill list, how can it tolerate the other party's escape.

A blood feather with blood-colored wings floated into the void, and then turned into a red lightning bolt, completing the void cutting with a single blow.

As the corpse fell, the meat ball monster felt the thick malice coming from the ground. Luo Chuan didn't expect that the fisherman in this state was still so sharp, but fortunately he was just sneaking back just now. If you retreat quickly, you will be the one who can't be divided.

caught the falling meat ball monster, Luo Chuan also recovered his mind from luck. If you don't kill the fisherman today, I guess I really won't be able to live.

"United, united."

The meat ball monster was also afraid that it would be unfavorable to it, so he hurriedly signaled.

It is impossible to unite, both sides have their own evil intentions, and there is no possibility of union at all. As long as there is a slight hint of possibility, they will definitely stumble over each other.

While draining the meat ball monster, Luo Chuan looked up at the fisherman who was killing in all directions.

The human nerve response speed is 30 meters per second, and if the motor nerve transmission is carried out with bright points, how far can the speed be increased?

As soon as he thought of it, the bright energy in Luo Chuan's mind was quickly dispersed, and all of it entered the nervous system.

For a while, Luo Chuan clearly felt that the world had slowed down, and even the strange speed of the fisherman was no longer traceless in his eyes.

More than a dozen flying beasts only damaged the fisherman's severed arm, but under its void print, even this kind of damage became negligible.

More than ten flying beasts, in just a dozen breaths, all died. The fisherman flapped his wings and stood in the void, and the corrosive blood of the alien beast slipped down dripping without any damage to his body.

Suddenly, a black figure rose from the ground, and as it was about to react, a pair of large hands were already pinching its ankles.

The two figures descended rapidly, and the fisherman still wanted to hold his body. It's just that since Luo Chuan has made a move, he will not fail to consider these possibilities.

Luo Chuan pulled heavily in his hand, and the contrast between rising and falling was formed. The face-to-face situation provided Luo Chuan with the convenience of follow-up strikes.

If enlightenment is to open the door to cultivation, then a spin is to have stepped into the hall of cultivation. The most critical point of a spin is not only the battle trick, but also the real battle trick.

"The rivers and mountains are red through the ages, and the long knife is alone - a cut of the mountains and rivers." Luo Chuan no longer has a knife in his hand, but it does not prevent him from using his hand as a knife.

This knife turned into a familiar slash in the eyes of the fisherman countless years ago. It was also this knife that pulled him back to his senses from paranoia.

The light rises, and the threads wrap around.

Luo Chuan's hand did not stop, this move was almost beyond his control, and there was completely a phantom helping him overtake it.

With a knife cut out, the silk thread is broken and rolled upside down like a river; A knife slashed out and the light mask was broken, like a mountain collapsing.

"A cut off mountains and rivers" is as its name suggests.

The wings of blood fall off, the scales fly...

They both fell, smashing the earth to cracks. Luo Chuan ignored the blood surging from the injured calf. Galloping up and raising his arm a second time. "This autumn's red sunset, ask the sky for the years - a slash into a war song"