From Luo Zhengliang's azure horn armor, the curled and convex bifurcated horn thorns on its surface grew rapidly, and in a few seconds, it pierced directly through the skin of the black corpse with a snort, and suddenly reached into the body of the walking corpse puppet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After sinking deep into the body of the walking corpse, these forked and closed spiral horns quickly swelled up until they were nearly cracked and expanded, and even directly supported by the walking corpse through itself.

Eventually, the horns that had swelled to the limit would "bang" with an earth-shattering bang, completely blasting the black corpse that had been completely pierced into a cold heart, and completely blasting it from the inside into a flying soot powder.

This is the principle of Luo Zhengliang's method of completely detonating and grasping the walking corpse.

The hands that pinched the mutilated head of the black corpse were easily opened, and Luo Zhengliang, who was covered in spiral horns, shook his hand and threw the two bursting black corpses that had just been detonated by pinching and detonating into the air.

Immediately, the man's footsteps followed the trajectory of the flying corpse, and his fist wrapped in a large number of coiled horns was clenched tightly, and once again smashed towards the head of the black corpse with the shortest distance nearby.

As if in a no-man's field, Luo Zhengliang was covered with heavy coiled horn armor, like a hungry wolf that pounced into a flock of sheep, wantonly slaughtering those black corpses of locusts with distorted shapes.

"That guy Luo Zhengliang, it seems to be quite easy to fight with those black walking corpses, so we don't have to worry about anything, let's go up and do a good job!"

Seeing Luo Zhengliang's backhand fist kung fu that rushed to the forefront, he blew up the attacking black corpses closest to him into foul-smelling charcoal, and the other participants who followed immediately became stunned, probably because they had an estimate of the strength of those locust black corpses.

Based on the general strength of Luo Zhengliang among these participants, although they had not seen him do it himself, it could also be deduced from the momentum that Luo Zhengliang had at least the fourth level of medium pressure - or even the fifth level of strength close to the peak of medium pressure.

And these black corpses of locusts that seem to have a twisted and strange appearance, although they have a higher level of corpse soul power than the power conferred by the steam core.

However, according to the situation of the same level, the bone level can basically stabilize the medium pressure, these locust black corpses were slaughtered by Luo Zhengliang, who activated the steam ability, about a dozen or so, so in the final analysis, it should only be the corpse soul power level in the early stage of the bone level, and for the medium-pressure powerhouses who can still survive in the Xuanmu Forest at this moment, it is not an insurmountable strong enemy.

"Kill them! Destroy all the disgusting things that stench before the last walking corpse disappears from view!"

The human beings who galloped forward dragged behind them one after another the white air currents that had not completely dissipated, and merged into a tidal wave to meet the sea of corpses, carrying a devastating collapse frenzy, like heavy stones thrown on the horizontal plane, and slammed into the endless black sea of corpses.

"Stay away from Lao Tzu, you bastards who can only scream!"

The iron-armed man who had just had a head-on confrontation with Fang Tianming, Wu Shengpo, jumped high into the air at the moment when he crossed his arms to protect his chest, and rushed towards several black corpses of locusts bouncing in the air.

In his iron arm, which was made entirely of pure steel, a large amount of confused steam "poofed" and whistled out of the screws that formed the iron joints, lingering around his arm, turning his flesh-and-blood iron limb into a jet engine that was about to explode.

The internal structure of the frantically running jet machine overheats to the point of a rising point, and naturally, there will be a terrifying explosion of great power from the inside out.

Glancing obliquely at the young officer behind him who was also rushing into battle, Wu Shengpo grinned and shouted: "Fang Tianming, you, a little white-faced officer, have shown me how powerful the steam ability - 'Smoothbore Gun' is! Believe me, it will be strong enough to make you cry bitterly for the bandage man just now to prevent you from sending you to death in time!"

As soon as the words came out, the bearded man's mechanical iron arm instantly seemed to be heated to the highest temperature, and the whole completely revealed a scorching red hot color, and the confused white steam sprayed everywhere through the holes on the surface of the iron arm.

"Boom, boom, boom!" the sound of air blasting burst repeatedly, reverberating in the space filled with the howling of the walking corpses.

In the next second, the iron arm, which had heated up to molten red, ignored the large stream of steam that spewed from the small hole in the iron sheet, as if gathering the momentum of the river and the sea, and suddenly spewed out explosive hot steam from the elbow position.

As the reaction force brought by the jet steam, Wu Sheng squeezed the iron fist fiercely, and his tall body was driven forward by the air flow at his elbow, and the whole person seemed to be riding on this steel fist wrist that seemed to be a jet rocket, and it slammed down from top to bottom.

One punch.

With just this furious jet punch, Wu Shengpo directly smashed a flat depression mark in the crowd of corpses.

And at the moment when the large iron fist pressed down on the bloody mud, it was like a bomb buried under the soil was detonated, and the violent jet steam spiraled and entangled in the sky, and a large number of black walking corpses were swept away in the huge blasting airflow, falling high in the air.

Using the extremely condensed jet air stream as an introduction, the moment the string explodes, it gives the Iron Fist terrifying power and speed, and then infuses it with the mass of its own heavy iron mass, turning a large area of giant iron into a smoothbore and firing iron and lead bullets, this is the steam ability "Smoothbore Gun"!

"Huhu, easy and easy, these walking corpses are estimated to be mass-produced goods temporarily created by corpses, which are not enough to be afraid of. ”

Standing with his legs crossed in the deep pit dug by the iron fist, Wu Shengpo slowly stood up his waist, the steel fist flowing with sparse white smoke clenched hard, and the pure iron fingers moved and bent in the crisp and tough iron sound of "click-click-click", merging into one position.

The five iron fingers closed tightly, and in an instant, the scattered black corpses scattered in the air also fell to the ground like dead leaves that filled the sky, surrounding the place where Wu Shengpo stood, piling up in a chaotic circle, building a circle of ring tombs constructed from the dead walking corpses.

Glancing at the destruction crops with some pride, Wu Shengpo's eyebrows raised slightly, and he threw himself at Fang Tianming on the other side.

The implication is naturally that it is the provocation between the strengths.