The weaponized sneakers were like a dagger with independent consciousness, and they kept piercing in the direction of Han Tuo's face. It seems that some kind of invisible creature is holding it and manipulating it, but in fact, the air on the surface of Hantuo can be said to be empty. It turned out that the weapon had gained its own independent consciousness.

Han Tuo stretched out his hand with the stone in his hand, and the sharp dagger tip hit the center of the stone accurately, accompanied by a crisp sound of "ding~", the spider web-like crack spread out from the center of the impact part, and the next moment the stone was broken into a broken stone of prismatic size and dissipated.

As soon as he grasped it, the stone chips with sharp edges were firmly held in Han Tuo's hands. In fact, most of the stone chips that were broken in this way were extremely sharp, and the method of testing the sharpness was much simpler and crude. cut a hole in the skin of Han Tuo's palm, and judged and screened it in the most direct way.

There are always some quick ways to deal with crises in times of crisis, and perhaps long-term thinking is not so scientific, but it is the most superb method that Hantuo can think of now.

There is only one chance, and if you can't break free, you will be dragged to death in place.

Han Tuo aimed at his opponent's arm, which was tightly wrapped around the waistband of his trousers, and although it was charred with thick black smoke at this time, it was still not completely burned - one had to sigh that the quality of such a trouser belt was really good - Han Tuo swung his elbow over, fiercely blocking his attacking attitude and destroying his intention to attack this way.

If you have this waistband as a cushion, even if you touch it once, you won't have much burn. Han Tuo took the risk to make such a judgment, otherwise he would not have been able to solve the current crisis.

But when he really touched his body, even though he was protected by a thick leather whip, Han Tuo still felt an indescribable burning sensation, as if he was being scalded by a stream of hot water vapor from the rice cooker, and for a moment Han Tuo instinctively wanted to retract his arm.

But he still relied on his extraordinary perseverance, gritted his teeth and endured it stubbornly.

With the growth of people, some of the reflex nerves of people have also changed from an uncontrollable state to a state of free control, such as desire, such as physiology. If you can't even control your own body, then how can you grow? The deeper the patience for pain, the persistence of things, requires some harsher training to be able to obtain its restraint.

So for Han Tuo, who has been exercising tirelessly all year round, this level of pain is still within the tolerable range. But it can only be endured for a short period of time, because in the long run, it will not only test the firmness of the will, but also cause irreparable damage to the body.

"So, let go of me!" Han Tuo, who was annoyed, smacked as a close-range leg lift knocked the sneaker into a weapon and his own move into his opponent's face.

I don't know when the sneakers turned into weapons and had their own will. Not only does it not require the wielder to free his hands to control it, but he also has the consciousness that he can freely control the attack, as if he were dealing with two enemies at the same time.

However, there are pros and cons to everything, and what can be called an advantage does not necessarily mean that it cannot be regarded as a breakthrough of disadvantages.

The dagger-shaped weapon was slammed into his opponent's face, and Hantuo didn't expect this level of attack to take down the enemy, believing that such an impact would be enough to put the little foe unconscious.

Everything in the world exists for a reason, and once carefully studied, nature can discover its laws. The dagger weapon has consciousness but still can't get rid of the shackles of such a law, and the spiritual power carried by such a small body is also destined to be unable to withstand too much impact itself. Otherwise, you will fall into a coma corresponding to it.

Sure enough, the state of the rickety dagger did not look optimistic, and at the same time, Han Tuo let go of the arm of the block. The sleeves on it had become tattered, and there were slight burnt marks on the corners, and there was also a large piece of Yin Hong's burns on the skin. This degree has also reached the limit of Han Tuo's judgment.

Still with the swing of the dagger, the sharp volley made the opponent's head deflect to the other side, buying Han Tuo some time.

A short second or two is enough. In such a short period of time, dynamic vision in battle can already see many things clearly, the same many, many things, presumably as a result of the adrenaline rush.

Han Tuo took the opportunity to flip the sharp stone chip on his wrist that he had just gotten. He did not hesitate to let his palms be cut and the objects he had to take were not simply used in place of weapons, but one of the important props for him to escape from bondage.

Just hastily looked at the position, Han Tuo gritted his teeth and slashed down at his calf. The sharp edges of the stone flakes first reached Hantuo's skin, easily slicing through his clothing and stabbing into his flesh.

In order to be able to cut through the part of the tentacles, Han Tuo can be said to be relatively deep, and it is impossible to retreat without such an awareness. So at this time, the sixteen-year-old boy incarnated into the tough guy image told in the TV series, and made his choice without hesitation with a decisive meaning, even if this choice does bring damage to himself that cannot be ignored.

The sharp stone shards went all the way down, cutting open the tentacles that were tightly wrapped around his legs, and at the same time, they also cut through Han Tuo's own skin, and a red wound was exposed with a trickle of blood.

Although it was quite painful, Han Tuo still remained silent. After repenting of the pain, no matter how much you do, there is no problem, the problem is that there is still a minute and a second in the battle, and Han Tuo has no reason to relax because of this.

Probably still in a comatose state, for Han Tuo's break-free, the dagger did not make any movement, and the tentacles instinctively wanted to tightly wrap around certain movements and condensed into a big pimple. It was just convenient for Han Tuo to grab it and throw it far away.

But the dagger did not wake up his consciousness.

The fire-breathing monster was already the first to react.

Only had time to throw the dagger weapon aside with ordinary force, and Han Tuo had to regain his strength. Jumped sideways and dodged.

After all, the opponent's attack is close at hand. As he had changed to this state at the beginning, he crashed a wall with his sacrificial assault. Now he also used his entire body as a striking object, pressing his whole body weight and rushing towards Han Tuo.

Although he didn't hit it directly, Han Tuo's sideways jump could clearly predict that such an attack was clearly avoided.

But it still doesn't prevent it from causing harm.

It was as if a small bomb had been dropped into this small area, and the wave of air that set off made Han Taku lose his way in the air. The strength of jumping up from the side can no longer support oneself in such an environment, and under such a shock wave, you can still maintain the balance of your body.

With the help of Qi Lang Han, he involuntarily flipped several times in the air, struggling to find his body's balance as soon as possible when he landed. But it's probably too late.

After attacking with his bomb-like body, the opponent did not stop even a bit, but drove his body straight away, and continued to launch the attack without stopping.

Han Tuo's limbs and used it to retreat backwards with his whole body at the moment he landed on the ground, kicking and stepping on it, even if it was hitting, as long as he could get the force to the back, he would not hesitate to obtain it.

But even so, Han Tuo was chased by his opponent and was knocked out from a distance.

Only now did Han Tuo know what a tricky opponent the other party was. With the brute strength of a giant bear.,At the same time, it doesn't lose the agility of a hummingbird.,In addition to the appearance of an ugly look.,Purely from the point of view of physical fitness, it can't find half a point of disadvantage.。

When I thought about it, I was definitely tricked.

It felt as if he had been hit by a speeding vehicle - although Hantuo himself had not suffered such an accident, but in terms of force theory, it must be at least the level of a large truck - it was hard to imagine that this was the power that a human body made of flesh and blood could exert.

The bones all made a painful "rattle" sound, and the internal organs seemed to be misaligned at this moment, and under such a heavy blow, Han Tuo was knocked backwards by the force of the impact, and in the blink of an eye, he collapsed the solid wall behind him.

In the midst of the ashes rising from the sky, the fire-breathing monster still had no intention of stopping. With just one step, he completed the acceleration of his body again, and rushed straight towards the dusty center of the goal, where Han Tuo had crashed the entire wall.

A fight is a complete defeat for Han Tuo's side, and a defeat is enough to put him in mortal danger.

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Looking at the situation on the other side, the situation is not optimistic at the same time.

The bomber swarm dropped dozens of bombs on the massive tree roots. However, even if there was no obstacle to the process of hitting, when the bomb actually detonated, there was no way to damage it. Only a cratered hole was blown out on the surface, and such a tiny injury did not have any effect on the entire huge tree root, which was hundreds of meters high.

The worst thing is not the fact that it is impossible to make an effective offensive.

Rather, it was a bomber next to him who could still be a comrade-in-arms one moment, and the next moment he turned his head and showed his vicious fangs.

Burning with strange flames that they had never seen before, even the pilot of them had already left far away in a parachute. The reason for the maneuver is unknown, the reason for the operation is unknown, but it has to be said that it is a great threat.

It was able to fire at itself autonomously, with a ferocity that could not be matched by even the two bombers combined. It is capable of performing indescribably complex maneuvers in the air, evading the fire coverage from various bombers, and has a faint tendency to overwhelm the three planes in a dogfight at the same time.

You must know that the people involved in this operation are all carefully selected elites.

And one of the elites is facing the threat of death at the moment.

Just pulling open the parachute was a step too slow, causing him to be targeted by a flame machine close to him before he could leave the battlefield. Apparently no one was piloting it, but it itself seemed to be given consciousness in vain, overcoming its crooked initial discomfort, and now it was crushing itself along a straight course.

If you hit it, it will turn into meat sauce. Even if it wasn't in such a terrifying form, just an ordinary plane, it still had no reason to survive.

But when he closed his eyes tightly and was about to accept his fate, the voice of a strange and kind man sounded abruptly above his head, thousands of meters above the ground at this moment.

"Hey, little brother, cheer me up. If I die because of the mission I proposed, I will have a troubled conscience. ”

Such light-hearted words with a playful tone undoubtedly set off a storm in the pilot's heart.

At such heights, he had only heard the turning of an airplane's dashboard and the rustling of human voices from his headphones, and how could he ever hear a man's voice so clearly?

The imaginary pain still did not pass, but a wave of heat passed from both sides of his body.

The pilot snapped his eyes open and looked up to see a man stabbing on the rope of his parachute. He didn't bring any protective equipment, and he only used one hand to climb the rope to maintain his balance, and the other hand held a simple Western sword.

On both sides of it, strange planes that had been completely flattened and split in half swept past him, forming a gap of just the right size and length in the middle for him to pass through, and the heat wave he felt happened to come from the raging flames on the body that swept on both sides.

It was actually cut by the sword in his hand.

In this way, this incredible phenomenon is as unbelievable as the magic performed by a magician.

"It's okay. I saw the man smile quite freely, "You should be able to reach a safe place along the other side, so you can do it yourself." ”

After saying that, he actually jumped down, still without any protective equipment, and let his weight make his acceleration infinitely close to gravitational acceleration. In just a few seconds, his figure had disappeared into the clouds beneath the pilot's feet.

In a trance, he remembered that it was the portrait he had seen depicting the person, the youngest son of the head of the family, Han Xing.

I've heard for a long time that its physical skills are amazing, but I didn't expect it to reach this level.

It's almost superhuman.

And in the state of rapid decline, Han Xing silently picked up the sword in his hand. There was a snow-white brilliant light pattern that spread on it at a speed visible to the naked eye, and an extremely complex and exquisite light pattern was immediately depicted, and in an instant, a force like the beginning of a flood of desolation was violently revealed from the small sword body.

Holy Sword [Flowing Cloud].

"Rush forward, Flowing Cloud!" said the cold star, roaring in the air, and the falling target was adjusted several times to aim straight at the huge number of roots.

[Flowing clouds], completely liberated. (To be continued.) )