The spiritual energy rushed out from under his feet, evenly distributing Miao Zhang's huge physical power on the ground, drawing a perfect circle on the ground, and within the five meters of direct circle, the hard cement floor turned into a well-proportioned fine gravel in an instant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Miao Zhang's heavily armored body, like a cannonball, drew a parabola in mid-air and fell directly behind the tank group.

After landing, Miao Zhang rolled and jumped, and a faint light flashed around his body, and the already amazing and abnormal speed was forcibly increased by three percent!

Behind the tank group are clones lined up in a human wall, and beyond that, a tall building dyed gold throughout.

Staring at the building, which seemed to be made of gold and looked like a medieval Western castle, Miao Zhang grinned silently, as if he didn't see the clones standing in his way.

The brutal and unreasonable slammed straight into it.

The clones desperately pulled the trigger, and even pounced on Miao Zhang with a grenade explosive package, using their own bodies and the bodies of their companions, hoping to block Miao Zhang for even a second.

With his left hand carefully guarding his head, and the chainsaw sword in his right hand didn't even have the desire to wield it, Miao Zhang only relied on his tremendous speed and hard armor to pass through the defense line that seemed to be made of flesh and blood.

By the time Miao Zhang had passed through the defensive line, the power armor of his whole body had completely turned into a blood-stained color, and his arms, which had exposed the miserable white stubble, were still firmly grasping Miao Zhang's shoulder guards.

Tearing off the arm without care, Miao Zhang raised his foot and kicked on the door in front of him.

The door slammed open, revealing Henry, who sat on the throne with a blank face.

Step by step, he walked into the hall that looked like a medieval palace, and the blood all over his body, along the blood-red armor, left blood-colored footprints behind Miao Zhang.

Like a demon emerging from a bloody hell, Miao Zhang stood in front of Henry, who had an expressionless face and empty eyes, and looked at him condescendingly.

A white, tofu-like, blood-soaked lump dripped down Miao Zhang's helmet, snapped, and landed gently on Henry's knee.

Looking at Henry, who was still expressionless and his eyes were empty, Miao Zhang grabbed the other party's head, and directly crushed the other party's head with his palm, and the red and white like mud drilled out along the gap between his fingers.

As if he had done something insignificant, Miao Zhang, who had pinched the other party's head, tilted his head slightly, and tried to listen to the sound in the air.

Beyond the muffled footsteps of the clones and the roar of the tank's engines, the faint sound of propellers cutting through the air was heard clearly.

Miao Zhang grinned, sure enough, this hypocritical villain would never die so quietly.

To be able to have these empty and emotionless eyes can only be a clone.

Miao Zhang's feet accelerated, and he crashed through the back wall of the palace, and a helicopter gunship that took off from above the palace had already flown up to a height of nearly 100 meters, and was turning its direction and flying towards the outside of the station.

There were no missiles in the missile launcher on his shoulder, and the Vulcan cannon fixed on his hands was also seriously damaged in a series of collisions, so he simply stretched out his left hand, grabbed his five fingers slightly, and directly faced the direction of the helicopter, releasing five somewhat dim lightning-like psionic rays.

The lightning spanned a distance of nearly 100 meters, accurately hit the helicopter, and on the side armor of the helicopter, it tore a fist-sized hole, and then like a spirit snake, it turned into a smaller arc of electricity, spreading throughout the helicopter's body.

The helicopter, which had been destroyed by psionic lightning, was like a black crow with folded wings, plummeting headlong towards the ground with green smoke emitting from its body.

The sturdiness of the military items did not cause the helicopter to explode, but all the occupants in the cabin were roasted into a pile of meaty black sausages by psionic lightning.

Miao Zhang's big hand wrapped in thick armor was directly inserted into the side of the cabin, tearing a huge hole in the cabin, and Henry, who was scorched black and constantly smoking, was lying inside.

Looking at the corpse that was already eight years old, Miao Zhang frowned instead.

Something seems to be wrong!

The chainsaw sword in his right hand slashed directly through the corpse, and his left hand, which was still stained with red and white blood foam, drilled into the corpse's chest.

A heart that had long stopped beating was held in Miao Zhang's hand and pulled out.

This heart, which seems to be indistinguishable from a normal person, is as obvious in Miao Zhang's eyes as the difference between a brand-new engine and an old engine.

This is a heart that has been matured by the day after tomorrow, has not stood the test of time, and is not strong enough!

It's like the heart of the clones!

Ever since he entered the system, he has been dealing with the clones, and he doesn't know how many corpses of the clones he has shredded, but he can be 100% sure that his judgment is correct.

Damn it!

crushed the heart in his hand, and Miao Zhang stood up full of anger!

In the end, I let this hypocritical guy run away!

Miao Zhang, who couldn't vent the anger in his heart, suddenly turned his head to look around.

The clutter of footsteps and the roar of engines can be heard all around, and the remaining troops in the garrison, like the commander's dead troops, are engraved in the minds of the clones, causing them to launch a decisive charge against the enemy.

Miao Zhang, who had already come to a conclusion, saw through the somewhat contrived performances of these troops at a glance.

Since you've run away, let the rest of your troops bear my wrath!

Lao Tzu, I want you to become the commander of the light pole again!

Like a hungry tiger released from a cage, Miao Zhang rushed directly into the tank cluster.

Tearing the sword and slashing, the psionic lightning swayed around as if he didn't want money, this elite armored mixed force that was enough to fight a local battle was like a random pick in Miao Zhang's hands, and he could only passively bear Miao Zhang's whipping.

How long did this massacre last? Miao Zhang didn't know either, until there was no longer a target in front of him that could move, Miao Zhang was awakened by the shouts in his ears.

"Miao Zhang, Miao Zhang, it's me!"

The murderous eyes looked sharply at the place where the sound came from, and the spiritual lightning gathered in his hand almost came out of his hand with a sneering sound.

Looking at the little female soldier standing far away on the edge of the battlefield, who seemed to be trembling, Miao Zhang's violent killing intent was like a huge glacier, slowly melting under the warm sun.

The spiritual energy that was inadvertently emitted around the body slowly withdrew into the body, stained with a layer of blood, and the dust gathered by the spiritual energy around the body fell on a messy battlefield.

At the previous moment, he was soaked in blood, and there was a blood-colored whirlwind floating around him, and the fierce murderous aura could make the most determined warrior guard against the loss of Miao Zhang, at this moment, like a big boy next door, he showed a somewhat shy and cramped smile.

"Well, then, why are you here? It's too chaotic here, let's go and talk about it later. ”

The whole body was covered with coagulated blood, and there were strings of blood beads dripping from his feet, Miao Zhang held the cold and shining chainsaw sword, and walked towards everyone step by step.

In addition to the little female soldier with a worried face, whether it is a black man who is used to seeing the cruelty of the battlefield, or a female tyrannosaurus who thinks she is the strongest soldier and is more manly than a man in her heart, or Yin Susu, a poppy flower who is full of poisonous charm that turns all beings upside down and looks down on men at all.

Without exception, as if he had seen the thing he feared the most, Qi Shushu took a big step back.