Chapter 60: Mecha Fighting Techniques

In Yang Mo's opinion, Pang Long had already been stabbed, even if the two daggers were still a few tenths of a millimeter away from his mecha, no one could dodge in this case. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info However, in the next moment, Yang Mo's eyes widened, what was the situation? Pang Long actually dodged?

I saw Pang Long stabbing himself with the dagger, and his body fell backwards at a speed faster than the dagger, and the two daggers drew two semicircular arcs in the air, stopped, Zhang Zihan looked at the two daggers with a stunned face, actually, didn't hit?

"Drink" Pang Long sighed, and his figure bounced up again, yes, it bounced up, as if there was a spring under his feet, bounced his body up faster than he fell, and the giant sword was placed in front of his chest, relying on the powerful power brought by speed to hit Zhang Zihan.

After being stunned, Zhang Zihan reacted immediately, the double daggers crossed across his chest, and with a muffled sound, Zhang Zihan was knocked out without any accident, a somersault in the air, Zhang Zihan fell to the ground lightly, under this kind of gravity, it is really not easy to fall.

"Eat me with a sword again!" Pang Long shouted and rushed forward, before he reached Zhang Zihan, the giant sword in his hand began to swing continuously, Yang Mo's pupils contracted, Pang Long is this, accumulating strength?

I saw that the giant sword in Pang Long's hand was constantly waving, and the air flow brought by the giant sword became stronger and stronger, and finally formed a white air flow around the giant sword, and the power on the giant sword also increased geometrically with the dance, Yang Mo could imagine that in the battle with the monster, if there was enough time to accumulate strength, then no matter how powerful the monster was, it could be killed with one blow!

"Slash!" Pang Long's voice was about to distort, and the giant sword slashed towards Zhang Zihan with great power.

"Is this mecha fighting? It's really strong. Yang Mo sighed softly.

"This is the accumulation of power in the mecha fighting technique, and the requirements for the body are very large, and Pang Long's body can do this at most." Shion explained softly, "If you continue to accumulate strength, Pang Long will lose control of it, and he will not be much better if he hurts the other party." ”

Yang Mo didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Zihan in the field a little nervously, sweat was pouring from her palms, could she dodge it? In the face of Pang Long's powerful attack, Zhang Zihan did not panic, a pair of dark blue ice crystal wings suddenly appeared behind her, and two huge ice wings eight meters long bent forward, perfectly protecting Zhang Zihan in the middle.

The collision of the "Qiang" giant sword and the ice wings actually made a sound like a metal impact, Yang Mo looked at the field in a daze, Zhang Zihan, it was actually so strong.

"It seems that everyone has made progress, and I am the only one who is still stagnant." Yang Mo sighed with a wry smile (I don't know who directly changed from an elite demon soldier to an ordinary demon general, and he is still hypocritical here).

Blocking Pang Long's blow, Zhang Zihan didn't say anything, his wings spread suddenly, and the feathers formed by countless ice crystals shot towards Pang Long who was close at hand with a strong wind.

"Guard!" Pang Long shouted, the giant sword swung wildly, and gradually formed a transparent light mask around his body, it was the chaotic cloak that Zhang Mingyuan had used, the ice crystal feathers hit the light mask, making a crisp sound, even if one or two feathers occasionally hit Pang Long's body, after the weakening of the chaotic cloak, coupled with the defense of the mecha, it could only bounce out, fall to the ground, and finally melt and disappear.

Finally, the ice crystal feathers that kept shooting stopped, and Pang Long's giant sword was thudched into the ground, Yang Mo saw that his hands were constantly trembling, it seemed that the consumption of Pang Long from the chaotic cloak just now was definitely not small.

"Zhang Zihan, if you don't have other means of attack, just admit defeat." Pang Long's voice came, "You will definitely not be able to take my next move." ”

"Then I can't take it." Zhang Zihan spread his wings and said sharply.

"Although my captain said that he wouldn't let me hurt you, but you said so, then I'm going to go." Pang Long said, and then in everyone's surprised eyes, he actually let go of the giant sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhang Zihan with his bare hands. In the middle of the way, Pang Long suddenly stood upside down, his legs rotated, and the pale white airflow reappeared, strangling towards Zhang Zihan, Zhang Zihan also wanted to resist with ice wings, at this moment, the mutation was steep, and a huge whirlpool formed on Pang Long's legs, and Zhang Zihan's ice wings were vulnerable under this whirlpool, and they were instantly shattered.

"Shield!" Zhang Zihan's face changed, a huge thick ice shield was formed in front of him, and the ice slag kept falling, almost in an instant, only a thin layer remained, and at this moment, Pang Long's rotating legs finally stopped, and just as Zhang Zihan breathed a sigh of relief, a fist hit him.

"Bang." Zhang Zihan was sent flying, but Pang Long did not disappoint, and twisted her neck with both hands.

"You've lost."

Yang Mo looked at Pang Long with some shock, amazing, if it was him, he would never have thought of the last punch, so it seems that all of Pang Long's actions seem to be preparing for this punch, if it is in a life-and-death struggle, will that punch still be as powerless as it is now? The answer is no, Yang Mo saw that Pang Long's hands were also shrouded in white air, although it was not as exaggerated as the one on his legs, but its power should definitely not be underestimated.

"I lost." Zhang Zihan smiled bitterly. "Brother, I'll leave the rest to you."

According to the agreement, Zhang Zihan has been eliminated, and ten minutes later, it will be the battle between Li Muzi's demon girl and Pang Long. Spearman VS Giant Swordsman.

"Pang Long, how many levels of chance do your mecha fighting skills have against a demon general-level opponent?" Yang Mo asked Pang Long, who was sitting on the side resting.

"There are about five layers, but if you meet someone who can integrate the demonizing power into a few operations, it will be thirty percent at most." Pang Long smiled bitterly, he knew that Li Muzi was at the level of a demon general, so he didn't have much confidence in victory, Li Muzi, White Tiger Roar, when they were dealing with that group of hunters together just now, he saw with his own eyes that the two demon hunters were beaten away by her White Tiger Roar.

"You should have a mecha fighting technique that focuses on attack speed, the white tiger roar has a process of accumulating energy, you have to pay attention to it, secondly, the Li family's white tiger qi can be attached to the mecha to increase the attack power, if you use dim sum, there is still a chance to defeat her."

"Charge?" Pang Long pondered, "I understand the captain, I'll give it a try." ”

"Don't be too stressed, it's just a game." Yang Mo smiled slightly, stood up and walked to the side.