The three questions of life made the adventist stunned on the spot.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, smelled the imminent death, and immediately exerted his legs, and suddenly rolled forward, turning more than ten meters in succession, and the side wheel saws of the steel chariot slid against his back, causing a chill in the heart of the advent.

With such a close proximity to death, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Self-awareness is vague? It is worthy of the material world that rejects all transcendent power systems and is dominated by technology." At the critical moment, give me a secret move, I don't know how to die. ”

The steel chariot passing by, the plough shovel laid down at the front of the car, kicked up a high level of sand and dust along the way, and the corner of the battlefield was full of smoke and miasma, and the vision was blurred.

The Adventist firmly interrogated his heart, fused his soul with predation, transformed it into a thought-wave assimilation on the side of science and technology, and repeatedly gave psychological hints to himself: "I am Ye Zhiqiu, I am from a distant earth, and I am an explorer of civilization. ”

After repeating this repeatedly, Ye Zhiqiu temporarily removed the hidden danger, so that the synchronization rate between the thought wave and the body reached a very high peak, one hundred percent!

Transcendent powers cannot be used, and the only things that can be used are martial arts that are with the body, as well as secret techniques that are in line with physical characteristics and biological significance.

"The ready-made secret technique is the Five Fowl Play, with the beast breathing method! I remembered that the leopard breathing method that can temporarily increase the explosiveness of the muscles, three short and one long, breathe with the mouth. ”

Ye Zhiqiu thought of it, unloaded the arquebus behind him on the spot, held the Damascus scimitar upside down in his right hand, and the cold blade was close to the skin, making this piece of skin appear dense goosebumps, even so, he still leaned down and made a start-up posture.

The men on the steel chariot, realizing that the sharpshooter who attacked the leader had not been killed, began to reduce their speed and prepare to turn and do it again.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu kicked his legs violently, and the soles of his feet rushed forward, even though the wind and sand around him were filled with wind and sand that slowly precipitated after rising, he still opened his mouth and breathed hard, so as to get more oxygen, so that the blood could carry more nutrients, and promote the muscle groups of the body's motor system to enter a state of high efficiency.

In just ten seconds, Ye Zhiqiu made a preemptive move, quickly narrowed the distance with the steel chariot, stepped on the tracks and ran over, the rammed ruts, and every place his feet stepped on, a large cloud of sand erupted backwards, which shows that the force is huge, and it is simply not human.

Ye Zhiqiu's current state is a world-class Olympic athlete, because his body has not been professionally trained, he has not yet reached the top handful, but he still relies on his own secret skills to run into the range of 10 seconds and 100 meters.

When he opened his eyes again, he was stunned to find that the sharpshooter, whose fate was unknown, had taken the initiative to launch a counterattack, and in a short braking time, he caught up with the tail dust of the chariot, and the ground was close to the ground.

"In addition to the Divine Marksman, there are also Scuds! How could such a terrible person serve as a guard in the White Camel Mountain Chamber of Commerce?"

The lookout's palms were shocked, and before he could react, he had time to inform his companion in the car of the situation, and then he saw the "Scud" with yellow sand in his mouth, and jumped sharply, seizing the opportunity of the steel chariot to brake and prepare to turn, and easily leaped to his side.

The scimitar that Ye Zhiqiu held upside down in his right hand turned around at the tiger's mouth position, and instantly became a forehand hold. Immediately afterward, the blade of the steel, which was very good, slashed diagonally down at an astonishing speed.

With a click, the lookout hand holding the monocular, the clothes behind him were cut by the tip of the knife, and an unusually neat gap appeared, and then half of his body slowly slipped down, and the tide of pain swallowed the consciousness of the lookout hand, and the big blood flower broke out at this time.

The air was filled with the sour smell of blood, Ye Zhiqiu listened to the sound of blood spraying and splashing, hissing, like a gas cylinder leaking, and suddenly felt that the wind around him suddenly became stronger.

What happened next was lackluster, and there were no vehicle-mounted combatants equipped with more weapons, but they were not the opponents of Ye Zhiqiu, who was skilled in swordsmanship, and he couldn't use it at all in a small car, and he was hacked to death by sharpshooters/scuds/swordsmen one after another.

Halfway through, there was a burly strong man, who was not frightened by death and blood, but wanted to use his physical advantage to eat the enemy's knife, and then used a strong grappling to restrain Ye Zhiqiu's hands and feet, and the other partners settled the battle.

This idea is very good, but others may not be as he imagined, most of the vehicle-mounted combatants were frightened by Ye Zhiqiu's bloody killing, and they couldn't raise their fighting spirit at all to fight against such a terrifying enemy.

So, Ye Zhiqiu unhurriedly cut off the warrior's hands, cut his tendons, and when he fell to the ground, he successfully cut off his head with a decapitation momentum.

With such a humiliating death, the strong men of the gangsters of the charcoal burning party widened their eyes, Ye Zhiqiu didn't care in his heart, and with a horizontal kick, he smashed the head of the dead warrior into the cab, and just landed under the front glass window of the car, which could be used as an ornament.

The twelve vehicle-mounted combatants were all killed so far, Ye Zhiqiu successfully captured a steel chariot, walked into the cab alone, looked at the extremely simple fool-like operating stick, and almost learned the posture at a glance.

"Okay! I single-handedly picked up a steel chariot, and owning this iron pimple has become a key turning point in this battle, rush me!"

Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the operating lever and pushed it up, hung up a gear, the chariot that had been stopped roared again, the steam engine restarted, the majestic kinetic energy dragged the track and began to rotate, and the chariot that had just been lying on the nest was like the yellow sand on the body of the golden retriever of the war monster, and it was refreshed again and regained its powerful vitality.

At the same time, the steel chariot of the Charcoal Burning Party staggered around the defensive circle composed of pack beasts, setting off billowing wind and sand, and yellow smoke spread out, constantly exerting pressure on the pack beasts and the personnel of the White Camel Mountain Chamber of Commerce.

This is the best to use the most effective attack tactics, except for people whose nerves are as thick as buckets, ordinary people can't bear such terrible high pressure, there must be people who collapse on the spot, people who can't help but want to escape, there are even more people, and there are some warriors who have overcome their inner fears, but can't wait to launch a counterattack on the enemy, when they appear in the back shell of the pack beast, that is, at the highest place, they become the best target for the charcoal burner gunners.

But there is one place where they are negligent, that is, an additional variable, Ye Zhiqiu, who overturned a steel chariot by himself, even if it is a low-profile compact chariot, it stands to reason that it should not be broken so easily.

On the contrary, someone is a product outside the specifications, a thought wave advent!