"Array"

Jiang Yi let out a loud shout and tightened the concussive sword in his hand.

More than a dozen mecha were instantly lined up in a cone, and Jiang Yi stood at the tip of the cone.

The mecha took a step forward and stood sideways, shooting steel nails from under his feet, firmly fixing the mecha to the metal floor.

Jiang Yi squinted, looking at the barely visible figure on the screen, and counted down the time when the two collided.

The mecha engine has been turned on to the extreme, and the humming vibration always reminds Jiang Yi that he only has five minutes of full engine time, and no matter how long the engine will not be able to withstand long-term overload operation, it will either turn off or explode, and there will be no other possibility.

"Defend your homeland to the death"

Jiang Yi raised the concussion sword in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Defend your homeland to the death"

The mechs behind him shouted in unison, and the concussive swords were raised diagonally one by one, like a forest of swords.

On Xiang'er's side, the mecha also put on a formation, looking terrifying.

"Good, good"

Jiang Danli laughed, and the original frightened look gradually receded.

With such a strong mecha team, even if it is against the monks, can he still be able to fight against a dozen mecha who are not afraid of death.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't have the interference of the electromagnetic cannon, just a few steps, and rushed to the mecha.

The electromagnetic cannon at a distance can be dealt with, this is in front of you, even if the electromagnetic cannon can turn the muzzle, but you don't dare to fire at the target, you must know that the other party can dodge the shell, if you avoid it in a straight line, the shell can only hit the opposite electromagnetic gun.

Looking at the mechas, Zhang Xiaohu smiled.

It seems that these people have not yet understood what a monk is, and they need to be taught a good lesson.

Zhang Xiaohu is not a ruthless person, but for those who damn it, Zhang Xiaohu will never be reluctant to start.

When the fighter plane attacked that day, it could attack so many civilians below, and it was conceivable that these people on the other side were definitely the same.

Since you don't take other people's lives seriously, then I can't blame you.

Zhang Xiaohu kicked his feet, and his body slammed over, and his clenched fists glowed with a faint golden light.

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, what does this mean, are you going to fight hard with flesh and blood and mechas?

Without thinking much about it, the concussive sword that had been held diagonally for a long time slashed towards Zhang Xiaohu, who was rushing forward.

The concussion sword slashed squarely on Zhang Xiaohu's fist, but it didn't cut the opponent in half with one sword, as Jiang Yi thought.

The fist and the sword were held against each other for less than 0.01 seconds, and the mecha engine emitted bursts of black smoke, and the huge impact force overwhelmed the mecha, and it could explode at any time.

The Concussion Sword kept cutting through the golden light on its fists, sending out sparks, but it didn't work at all.

With the bombardment of the fist, the concussive sword deformed little by little, and finally turned into fragments, splashing in all directions.

The fist continued to slam forward, striking hard into the mech's chest.

Jiang Yi leaned back, the steel nails fixed under his feet popped out one by one, and the incomparably strong breastplate was like paper paste, and a big hole was directly punched out by the fist.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Jiang Yi looked down, his chest was empty, he had already been pierced by that punch, and before he could say a word, he fell into darkness.

There was a loud bang.

In the eyes of the mechas, the monk was like a god, flying forward, and only one punch knocked the instructor out.

After staying for a while, someone finally shouted, and pounced on Zhang Xiaohu with a concussive sword.

One took the lead, and the rest plucked up their courage and slashed away with their swords one by one.

Zhang Xiaohu said secretly, I'm not afraid that you will come forward, I am afraid that you will escape, if you scatter and escape, you have to clean up one by one, which is very troublesome.

A concussive sword slashed sideways, Zhang Xiaohu reached out and grabbed the mecha's wrist, and with a snort, it was rounded, and hit the mecha that rushed forward around him.

Before the pilot in the mecha could react, the sky was spinning for a while, and then there was a constant impact, even if the mecha had excellent protection ability, it couldn't stand such a beating, just a few times, the pilot kept vomiting blood, and the bones of his whole body were almost shattered.

One after another, the mecha was knocked out of the circle, either the chest of the mecha was dented, or the mecha was smashed and deformed, and a few were smashed violently, and in the end, black smoke rose up, and it exploded after a while.

Zhang Xiaohu stood quietly in place, carrying a broken mecha and looking around.

More than a dozen mecha were left all over the ground, some were sparkling, some were emitting black smoke, and some were constantly twitching on the ground, none of them were intact, and the pilots inside were killed and injured under the huge impact.

Throwing down the mecha in his hand, Zhang Xiaohu clapped his hands with satisfaction and looked at Xiang'er.

saw Xiang'er looking at him with a smile, and the wreckage of the mecha was already lying next to him.

After Xiang'er dodged the missile fire net, she crashed into the mecha group in a few steps, and the flying sword showed her might, not even giving the mecha a chance to fight back, and instantly cut more than a dozen mecha into parts, and even took time to destroy the electromagnetic cannon one by one.

Zhang Xiaohu stretched out his thumb, made a gesture, picked up his feet, hooked up a concussive sword, threw it casually, and threw it into the distance.

In the distance, Pan Dong waited anxiously, and when he looked at it, the roar of the artillery fire was one after another, and the dust was flying, even if he had entered the stage of cultivating his bones now, he couldn't see what was going on in front of him.

Suddenly hearing that the distance was quiet, Pan Dong was even more anxious in his heart, whether this was a loss or a win, did anyone say a word, Pan Dong, who couldn't bear it, almost wanted to go over and see what was going on, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiaohu's clear order not to move before leaving, I'm afraid he would have been standing in Detiancheng at this time.

There was a whistling sound in the sky, and Pan Dong looked up, and a black shadow shot over.

Missile?

Without waiting for Pan Dong to understand, the shadow thud in front of him.

If the cultivators who had cultivated by themselves would have already hid aside in this situation, only Pan Dong would stand in place stupidly, not knowing how to avoid it.

"Concussion Sword?"

Pan Dong was surprised and delighted, looking at the swaying sword body in front of him, who didn't know that Zhang Xiaohu and the two had won a big victory.

Gently picked up, danced a sword flower, the original heavy shock sword, now in the hand can dance at will, the only inconvenience, is that the hilt is thicker.

"Brother Tiger, wait for me"

Pan Dong shouted and dragged the concussive sword and ran out.

Along the way, Pan Dong saw huge craters everywhere, as if the land had been plowed from beginning to end by artillery fire for more than 20 miles, and the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere.

Pan Dong didn't have time to take a closer look, and rushed forward, if he was left behind late, there would really be no place to cry.

Fortunately, when Pan Dong arrived, Zhang Xiaohu and Xiang'er looked at him with a smile.

"How's it going?" asked Xiang'er with a grin.

Pan Dong danced a sword flower and smiled almost from ear to ear.

Zhang Xiaohu pointed to Detian City and asked, "Where are we going next?"

Pan Dong looked at Zhang Xiaohu and then at Xiang'er, scratched his scalp and said, "I haven't been here either."

But Xiang'er was clever, and clicked on the light brain to check for a while, "Are you going to the council?"

Pan Dong suddenly came to his senses, threw down the concussive sword in his hand, and rummaged through the mecha parts.

"Hey, what are you doing?" asked Xiang'er curiously.

Pan Dong didn't raise his head, "Light brain, the light brain of this mecha is much more powerful than your hand, and it is also military, there must be a lot of information about Tiancheng in it."

"Found it"

Pan Dong shouted and happily raised a light brain.

Zhang Xiaohu smashed violently, Xiang'er slashed sharply, don't look at the more than 30 mechas, there may be a few light brains preserved.

"Here"

Pan Dong pointed to a spot on the light brain and said, "It looks like they are all hiding in the basement."

Zhang Xiaohu and Xiang'er looked at each other and hid in the basement? Do you think that you can escape the monk's attack by being a ground mouse?

At this time, the basement was already in chaos, and all the parliamentarians clicked on their brains and notified the people to come to take refuge, and the basement was suddenly overcrowded, and there were countless officials and well-informed people outside, crying and shouting to ask to go in.

"No, it's going to be crowded like this, you hurry up and notify it, and if you don't get notice, you won't be allowed to enter"

A councillor stood in front of a soldier and looked at the crowd outside, his face gloomy.

It is said that it will be crowded if people come again, in fact, the basement was designed according to the population of the whole city, although the population has increased a lot now, but it is more than enough to arrange for these people outside to enter, but the councillors are used to it, where are they willing to squeeze together with others.

"General, hurry up and send personnel to defend"

Jiang Danli didn't care about these trivial things at this time, but arranged the defense with the general.

"It's been deployed a long time ago, and all the soldiers and police in the entire Heavenly City are already here, and all positions have been arranged with manpower."

The general explained with a tearful face.

Although the personnel have been deployed, even the electromagnetic cannon mecha can't prevent the monks, what role can these people with electromagnetic guns play.

"General, the enemy is coming," a soldier hurriedly reported.

"What?"

The two of them were shocked, and when they clicked on the light brain, they saw that the red light points representing Zhang Xiaohu and the three of them were approaching the basement little by little.

"Hurry up, hurry down the floodgates"

Jiang Danli shouted loudly, with a look of horror.

The one-meter-thick alloy gate slowly descended, and the people outside were panicked and confused, some cried loudly, some desperately squeezed in, and even the guards who maintained order gave up their duty and hid in first.

Finally, the gate closed, and a few unlucky people who didn't have time to climb out were crushed into meat sauce by the gate, and the basement, which was still noisy just now, suddenly quieted down, and the people standing around stared blankly at the blood flowing out of the cracks in the gate, stupidly not knowing what to do.

Zhang Xiaohu walked over step by step with the two of them, and the crowd that was still surrounding the door was like seeing a devil, shouted and dispersed in an instant.

"Right here?"

"Well, this is it" Pan Dong looked at the light brain and nodded before he was sure again.

"Stupid, hide here and think you'll be fine?" Xiang'er said disdainfully, reaching out and stuffing the little rabbit that poked its head out.

"Let me come"

Pan Dong raised the concussive sword and shouted with red eyes.