Zhou Yang looked at a huge steel city that made people feel small, and in a short period of time, under the shroud of green clouds, it quickly decayed, fell off, and turned into green dust.

Just disappeared from view completely!

There are all kinds of talents, like a dream bubble.

"What a horrible weapon!"

Zhou Yang was shocked inexplicably.

Seeing that, these green dust flew away with the wind again, and all the animals and plants around them were rapidly decaying and dissipating, and they also turned into green dust, spreading and fluttering towards Zhou Yang.

I don't know what this is, for the sake of safety, Zhou Yang is reluctant to touch it easily.

When I was about to hide in the carry-on space, I was surprised to see that these green mist, like a machine that suddenly lost power, fell to the ground one after another!

"Where did that green light fly from?"

Zhou Yang pulled down the tank observer, adjusted the direction, and looked towards the place where the green mang was flying.

As the lens magnifier narrowed the distant picture closer, Zhou Yang saw that there were many shadows in the distance, and there were dozens of people!

Some of these people wear modern costumes such as denim shirts, some wear ancient dynasty costumes in horse coats, some wear tuxedo toppers and top hats in medieval Western-style clothing, and some are dressed in a futuristic way, regardless of the costume and accessories.

Their battle halo is gorgeous, some are armed with submachine guns, some are holding magic wands, some are carrying swords, bullets are flying, fireballs are flying, the sword is bright, the brilliance is flowing, and the battle is gorgeous.

Not the natives of this world!

"Huh?"

Zhou Yang was observing when he suddenly realized.

The body subconsciously dodged to the side, and then with the sound of metal rubbing with a "poof", a bright tip of the knife poked down from above, stabbing at the place where Zhou Yang had just been.

"Dog, dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu!"

Zhou Yang scolded loudly, straightened up and slapped up, and the turret door above the tank was slapped open at once.

He is now deaf and clear-sighted, and his eyesight is like day in the night, and his vision is as far as near, and he is observant.

Hearing, you can hear the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings more than ten meters away, and you can hear the needle drop in the chaotic noise.

But this person, who can easily fall on the top of the tank, is on top of Zhou Yang's head, and he has not been discovered, obviously a master of light skills!

You can't take it lightly.

Thoughts are swarming!

A thin young man in a blue costume fell into Zhou Yang's telepathic observation.

The katana he held in his hand was silver and sharp, shining in the sun, and it was extraordinary.

The edge of the blade is cold, and it is cold all over the body.

Unable to make any achievements under the knife, the man drew his knife and crossed in front of him, silently on guard.

At this time, Zhou Yang saw the opportunity, jumped on his knees, jumped out, fell on top of the tank, and looked at the man face to face.

He has two mustaches, a broad mouth and a white face, and he looks a little handsome.

However, his eyes are narrow and long, his pupils are slightly blue, and there is a glamorous color in them, which makes people feel that he is not decent and has a somewhat obscene temperament.

"Boy, good skills."

The man looked at Zhou Yang with a dangerous look in his eyes, and looked at Zhou Yang to see if there was a weapon hidden on his body.

"Huh!"

Zhou Yang smiled lightly.

"Humph!"

The man was very upset by Zhou Yang's contemptuous smile.

It seems that this smile stung him!

"Buzz!"

The silver blade slashed through a fan shape and struck towards Zhou Yang.

In the middle of the move, the shape of the blade in the air is changeable, but in the end, it is towards Zhou Yang's neck!

Before he could meet him, there was a sharp knife qi coming to his body, and under the pressure, the body reacted naturally and gave birth to a layer of goosebumps.

"Hum~"

Suddenly, the mustache felt the air in front of him become viscous, and the swing of the knife became extremely unpleasant, and even his body felt as if he had fallen into the water, and his movement was hindered.

The sudden change made the mustache frightened all of a sudden, and he wanted to defend himself.

Xuanhe Gong, at close range, is as fast as lightning.

At this time, Zhou Yang had already stood on his side, and wanted to break his heart with one palm, but when he saw that he returned the knife in time, he blocked it in his chest, and immediately changed his move and hit him on the stomach with a palm.

"Poof!"

Two diametrically opposed spiral energies, one forward and one reverse, suddenly drilled into his stomach.

Immediately, a hole appeared, and the intestines and waist inside were twisted by the twisted force!

Blood immediately gushed out down the blood hole.

However, Zhou Yang was very sensitive to feel that there was a mysterious power in his body that was different from his own dark energy, which protected his kidneys, although the damage was serious, but this blow was not fatal.

While he was sick and wanted his life, just when a dumb black dagger appeared in Zhou Yang's hand, aiming at the mustache bag.

Behind the mustache, silver metal wings suddenly appeared, the wings spread, separating Zhou Yang, jamming the dagger, and with a force, the huge wind flow formed a whirlpool, blowing Zhou Yang's hair and hunting clothes.

With huge strength, he broke free from the confinement of Zhou Yangnian's power, and his mustache rose to the sky.

"I wrote it down in the clouds! Wait for death, boy······"

The mustache flew into the air, looking at Zhou Yang viciously with his eyes.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he suddenly said, "Boom! There was an explosion.

I saw a fire explode in the sky!

The violent explosion shook Zhou Yang's eardrums.

And the crane in the clouds, who was still in the air just now, had turned into a big salute and was blown up by artillery fire, the flesh and blood were blown into foam and disappeared by the smoke of gunpowder, and the bone slag exploded everywhere with the shock wave, leaving only two broken metal wings and a silver katana falling from the air and falling to the ground.

"You fucking whore, dirty Lao Tzu's Italian cannon!"

A rude voice rang out from not far away.

Zhou Yang looked at the sound and saw a man in a Mao suit, scolding and looking at the tank under his feet, with a look of intoxication and envy on his face.

And beside him, there was a black cannon with a cold luster!

This giant cannon was dissipating, and in Zhou Yang's eyes, it turned into dots of black light and quickly dissipated into the air.

"Good stuff!"

The tunic came over by himself, stretched out his hand, and touched Zhou Yang's tank in fascination: "Good thing, American goods, it's so beautiful!" ”

He circled around the tank, slapping at its heavy armor.

Especially looking at the ceramic armor that was blackened by rockets, it seems that there is light in his eyes!

"Ahem!"

Zhou Yang coughed, suggesting his presence.

Only then did the tunic raise his head, his skin was dark, but his teeth were very white, and he grinned at Zhou Yangyi, smiling very brightly: "Contemptible Li Yunlong, what do you call the little brother?" Recommended reading: "Reading Files 2013"