The key is that Lao Wang is a sentimental person. He is a person who must have a picture wherever he is. Where can he run away after the fight?

The firepower was gradually sparse, and before Amelika was angry, he blew the temple first. With the afterglow of the energy matrix cannon, Lao Wang turned around and turned around and was a big fight. The sword dragging technique specialized in energy matrix weapons, and there was nothing wrong with shaking it back and forth.

The hammer emitted countless rusty chains. The dragging technique carried the power of some energy matrix cannons tore the shield force field of a Was-class aerospace mothership at an astonishing high speed. The ship collapsed like a brushed and slightly crisp Shaqima - tearing the aerospace mothership with one's own strength. This is a physical reliance that even Li Cang cannot easily achieve. Its shocking degree made the entire battlefield look at it.

"Damn it, do we civil officials really know how to be a martial arts?"

Lao Wang cursed and muttered, the pain at the soul level brought by the evil chain and the pleasure of grabbing power and forcibly raising the upper limit of ability actually have such a erosion effect on the mind, but there are few normal humans in the four-person gang, and this impact is not considered a side effect at all, and no one takes it seriously.

A Was-class flagship, a giant of different sizes of several kilometers to more than ten or twenty kilometers, was simply knocked down by a knife. The result was almost the same as the thought of hiding behind the screen and the Amelika upper councils around the world, and the thought of continuing to develop energy matrix weapons in their eyes...

A total of four people!

At least three of them don’t eat energy matrix weapons at all. I heard that this ability is the norm for orbital subordinates. What’s wrong?!

After all, Master Wang is just a relay and transforming hair with force. When he goes to Li Cang, he can almost directly exchange the opponent's energy matrix cannon into Debuff in proportion. The key is that he has the resistance to heat weapons that shock the world and the earth...

As he thought about it, the Amelika people could not cry. Are young people so unethical? They just fight, why do they always think about forcing others to change tracks?

The question is, even if you change the track, isn’t the remaining path to follow the servants of destiny just right?

The naval guns were roaring, and the strange beasts all over the world were still boiling, but the three men were actually a little broken in their hearts, and they were silent and broke their defenses-

"How dare he?"

"How dare you!"

"I am a dignified Amelika, can't I do anything to him? Let me inform you that whether the army generals hire mercenaries or bounty hunters, kill Zhong Jianzhang, and give 6 million yuan, they will directly recommend the upper-level council as the top talent!"

This is a typical logic of fighting generals in front of the formation, but the Amelika people's ideas are somewhat reasonable. Li Cang, we have already thought about successfully banning the island chain and can't move. You dare to run out by yourself?

You are so domineering!

A few minutes later, Lao Wang was trapped in the center of an empty airspace by a series of strange servants of fate.

Of course, with the floating speed of Death Knell that is comparable to the orbital Sky Island, the plastic bags may fly faster than them, and they really can't find any possibility of running away.

"Wow~"

Lao Wang was overjoyed.

The center of the battlefield is very much concerned. Is there any method in the world that can better demonstrate the right to choose a spouse in front of others?

Sure enough, after leaving Li Cang's B, the whole world is normal, everything is back on track, I will go all the way, I will be lucky, your king, TMD is here!

Thinking of this, Lao Wang did not resist the force field formed by the team of men. He connected a grid-like veins in the void, and then weaved it into a virtual ring-like shape that seemed very common in various mini-games.

Five people and six servants of fate were armed to their teeth, with a strong aura, and even a very gentlemanly bowed to Master Wang. Lao Wang threw something down to test it, and then his burly body was directly chiseled on the transparent arena, making a solid muffled sound.

"Tsk, where did this pasta come from?"

Lao Wang asked, pointing to the giant tentacle-shaped servant of fate floating above the ring.

"Zhong, this is a duel between civilized people. If possible, I hope you can die with more dignity, what do you think?"

The other party dislikes it.

"I think you, besides the tradition of messing around, are comparable to the ability of hypocrites and ruthless words. I'm too lazy to think about who you are, it's boring!"

The five people exchanged their expressions tacitly, and the behavior of asking for bans came to an end for the time being.

The black-haired strong man in the lead shouted suddenly, and a red orange flame squirted out of his mouth, instantly swallowing half of the ring.

The other party did not expect this move to make a contribution. With a gust of flames turning the ring into a sea of ​​fire, his clothes were burned to death by the high-temperature flames in the blink of an eye, but what was exposed was not the smooth and fair skin of human beings in the normal sense. The golden scales were in their eyes, and the magma-colored light flowed between the gaps between the scales and the scales. The black-haired man expanded rapidly in the slight halo, and his hair burned like flames and turned golden.

"Damn you guys, you guys, are really good at the scene!" Jealousy made the eldest son unrecognizable, "Even lizards turn into horses and make them look like a Saint Seiya!"

"Go to die!"

The strong man vented the powerful airflow and light mist all over his body, and the power was overwhelming. The sound of breaking the wind with one punch exploded like a tearing steel.

Lao Wang, who has the death knives on the side, is not easy to mess with even if he doesn't swing a page hammer. The single panel power attribute can even look down on Li Cang. Now that there is such a reckless man who comes to him as a target, Lao Wang's happiness and comfort can be imagined.

With one punch, the golden lizard man with a muscle and a peak of nearly three meters high was nearly four meters high, and his arm was broken with a crackling sound. Another punch directly penetrated his claws and penetrated into the opponent's chest and ribs.

Finally, the two of them collided with a bang and flew away, and the shock wave was clearly visible to the naked eye.

The golden lizard man squirted a mouthful of blood, and fell on the surface of the ring and was burned to death by the flames. But the next second, he got up with difficulty, rubbed his dislocated arm against the broken bones, and wiped the blood from his mouth.

"Ha, but that's it!"

"What did you eat last night? It's so easy to digest. You're spitting out blood and you didn't spit a mouthful of it?"

Fistless feet and feet, and bad words hurt people.

This guy's verbal skills are obviously not as good as Master Wang's, or the realm of the two people is not in the same time.
Chapter completed!