Was-class aerospace mothership, command module.
Several corpses with dazzling armbands and shoulder stamps were being dragged out of the cabin. The sound of blood flowing and the noise of the communication channel enveloped the entire command cabin. Captain Gutierrez's eyes fell on the big screen without any focus. He looked at the gray-faced face reflected on it, and his face became even more ashen.
The energy matrix cannon, main naval cannon, and hot melt explosion cannon cannot function normally, and pure physical strikes are still ineffective, so there is only the option of the subordinate's natal skills?
Can such a guy really be considered a human?
The staff in charge of liaison with the Federation spoke at this time, looking at Gutierrez, hesitating: "They said that the two groups of expulsion and exile had an accident during the recall of the subspace, and their whereabouts were still unknown, so maybe, they were the only ones, Lord Kamp and the suppression group, and the Parliament meant to be at all costs."
"At any cost? The cost is a matter that the Council needs to consider! Tell them that once the action fails, I will make the preservation fleet the first priority as soon as possible. My soldiers will not lose their lives for such a bullshit order. I am a commander, not a domestic dog they raise!"
Sky Island.
Hundreds of servants of fate quickly increased to thousands, forming an airtight net to surround Li Cang and Lao Wang.
The violent energy fluctuations bloomed from each subordinate with golden light, connecting with each other. The ground forces cooperated with the flight units of fate in the air to form a structural force field like a pyramid. If the substantial suppression force caused everyone below, including them, to sink at the same time. Under the terrifying sense of oppression, even the ground suddenly dropped three points.
Without waiting for the array to take shape, a giant man who was almost three meters tall came out.
It was like a rushing load-loading train that raised a long dragon of dust on the ground, and the cracked gravel flew everywhere. In just a few steps, he had already arrived in front of Li Cang. A giant axe in his hand took shape instantly and slashed towards Li Cang. The sound of the big wand and the giant axe fighting through the golden cracked stone. The ground centered on the two instantly collapsed into a spider web shape, and the shock wave swept over half a kilometer.
"Cang Li, I am Brian Kemp. Today, you will be the dead soul under my axe. Before that, pray. I remember that there are many gods in the east. Maybe one of them can bless you with a complete body!"
Li Cang had a very strange look on his face, and even a little relieved, nodded repeatedly: "Okay, for a moment, I even thought you were going to call the name of the move..."
"How dare you insult me?"
"Insult your mother, a hammer! Hetui~" Lao Wang patted the ashes on his body, headed straight to the servants of fate who rushed over to meet him, and happily got out of here, "This is his own choice, it has nothing to do with me. The Saint Seiya belongs to you, I'll go play by myself!"
Isn’t this kind of thing just used to take care of it when stumbled on fish? This sentence is not as good as that of a teammate, Pig and Dog, has always been implemented in a four-person gang. It is impossible to help, and it is impossible to help in this life. Unless there are golden seeds to get, you can barely discuss this.
Comrade Kemp's face was full of flesh and blood, and a sneered smile was squeezed out: "If it weren't for those cowards who were timid in this, I would have decided to die with you. Chinese, I think you are not as powerful as the legendary one, or you are simply a novice in the fighting field. The block just now has completely exposed your true strength. Now, let me end the story about you and enjoy the glory that belongs only to me!"
“e=(´o｀*)))”
Let’s say, what is the meaning of this kind of social terrorist existence? Is it specially used to expand the psychological shadow area for me? Is this timi ghost guy a bit too strong to express his desire?
Kamp was short and charged with energy. The pyramid-shaped force field applied a layer of dazzling golden light to his armor. Every muscle line was like a golden sculpture. The ground collapsed under his feet and flew around. His whole person soared into the sky like a shell and smashed towards Li Cang.
At this time, Lao Wang was pulling a spine from the back of the crocodile-shaped servant of fate from the back, and glanced at it. He suddenly shook his straight teeth with a cold air.
"Damn it, where did the two hundred and fifteen come from? I'm in vain. I haven't died before, so what if I'm going to do it?"
With his legs nowhere to leverage force, he was almost like being pinned by his opponent's life gate. What's more, what he needs to face is not an ordinary opponent. Sure enough, the next second, Kamp, who took off, was shot by a big magic wand and pulled several miles away. Finally, he used his body to plow a trench of hundreds of meters long on the surface, and the soil and rocks behind him piled up into small hills.
Lao Wang turned his head and bared at the crocodile: "Other people's meat is white but you are pink. You are lucky today. I have never eaten pink crocodile meat!"
For him, the place was over, and he didn't look at it, he didn't look at it at all.
Can be beaten up with a fool bring a sense of accomplishment?
cannot!
Is beating a fool of yourself worth watching?
Not available!
"**!" Kamp jumped out of the trench without any trouble, his grin on his face became even worse, and he ran wildly, and every step he took to make the gravel on the ground fly. "You little face, you make me excited, very excited, is this your juggling, interesting!"
Li Cang's toes were clenched and silently changed the translator into the old London Zhengmi Flag translation accent: "Oh, my dear friend, if your axe is as hard as your mouth, then I will sincerely congratulate you!"
Within just a dozen seconds, dozens of thunder-like collisions roared.
“Very good, very imposing.”
"But in my country, your way of playing like a bull plowing the ground is only worthy of sitting at the same table with the children."
"For us, a real master, we should pay attention to using every power at the critical point without leaking the breath. We should pay attention to picking flowers and flying leaves to hurt people, and we should not touch the leaves in the flowers."
Just hurt each other, aren’t you very good at talking about it? It’s like someone who has been doing this these days hasn’t had some trash talk reserves.
boom.
A dull sound.
This time, Li Cang faced the giant axe blade face that was almost as long as his entire person without any dodging. The moment the giant axe tear opens the hideous dragon robe, Kamp's whole body squirted blood from his mouth.
“Ha~”
In the tragic scene where both sides were splashing blood, Li Cang finally smiled without any intentional smile on his lips.
The breath is immersed in the Dantian.
Just one punch.
A fist mark was directly concave into the chest of Kamp's thick armor.
While the armor was sunken, Kamp's back had a terrifying bulge of the same outline. The blood mist formed a fan-shaped shock wave bloomed from his back. The whole person was uncontrollably flying dozens of meters high in the air. The big wand, which had already been waiting for the sound in the air in the air, looked at his head with a hammer.
A pangolin-like servant of fate that appeared almost out of thin air blocked this attack for Kamp, and his life energy was squeezed out on the spot, as if he had weathered into slag after thousands of years.
In the end, the big wand hit Kemp, but he just turned a little away, hit the shoulder, and knocked Kemp straight down the air.
This series of simple and unpretentious fatal blows directly caused Kamp to not recover from his stiff state when he was about to land. At this time, what was waiting for him was a star-picking and pursuing the light like a moon. When Kamp realized that one of his legs and shoulders had been completely grasped by Li Cang, he was pulled to hit Li Cang's knees with a terrifying posture of raising his knee and folding the firewood stick.
Crack.
Amid the numb sound of the bones exploding, Kamp's huge body was almost hanging softly on Li Cang's legs in a reverse folded manner. This was not the end. Li Cang pulled Kamp's legs and swung him sharply within two circles.
boom.
Another huge shock.
Around the Camp's landing contacts, the huge rocks above the ground jumped a few times, and the ring-shaped shock wave bloomed again.
"Come on!" The big wand became giant and accelerated. Tianji finally smashed a scarlet mushroom cloud like the rising sun. Li Cang took a deep breath and the blood in his eyes suddenly became even worse: "It tastes good!"
Lao Wang in the distance was startled by the movement, glanced at him, and then looked at him again, thinking something was wrong, why did this guy feel like he was drinking?
"Ahhhhhh!"
Kamp roared meaninglessly. When he crawled out of the terrifying "meteorite crater", all parts of his body felt like they were strung up with strings. The entire lumbar spine had been broken and dislocated. The pale lumbar spine directly penetrated one side of the ribs and exposed the broken armor. The upper body was directly tilted. His figure had been thinner dozens of marks compared to before. This was no longer something that could be described as a skinny and bone-like. He simply covered the skeleton with a layer of glutinous rice paper. It felt like he could send him away as a kite if there was a gust of wind.
At this time, the thousands of oppressive team members who were striking their formations with Kamp finally took advantage of their busy schedules to provide him with rare help. The pyramid-like force field structure condensed, and in the dazzling golden light, Kamp's body was ignited like a little sun.
The so-called oppression battle group itself came to help Kamp restrict Li Cang, but now they are almost exhausted in dealing with Gu Mei and are unable to cover the force field 100% on Li Cang. They either make great progress on the road to reducing personnel, or they can only settle for the second best choice to face Gu Mei Lao Wang and restrain each other.
Under the golden light, Kamp's injuries healed itself at an astonishing speed. His body, which was almost squeezed, swelled up to the naked eye. His subcutaneous muscles were squirming, like terrifying worms, making a sticky and low sound as if pulling a steel cable.
Kamp was disgusting as if he had eaten shit by this rough and simple trick, and his heart was furious and almost swallowed his reason: "You will die! You will die under my Brian Kamp! You skinny yellow-skinned monkey! I will tear you apart one by one!!"
Well, in fact, Li Cang has basically gotten used to this kind of verbal proclamation to fight against enemies, and even made a few crisp snaps of his fingers in a hilarious way, reminding him kindly: "Hey, hey, Focus, I have been fighting for half my life, and it is the first time I have seen someone who was affected by spinal gu so quickly. When your brain leaves the factory, there are intermediaries making a difference?"
Kamp didn't understand what the ridge Gu was. The literal translation of the word was simply puzzling, but what was even more puzzling was that the other party was so stupid that he allowed him to recover and heal himself. When the heavy armor became complete again, the outline of the giant axe was condensed and formed in his hands, and he grinned: "Arrogant little thing, you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance. Now, die for me!"
Kamp, who released dazzling light like a human-shaped sun, held up the battle axe high. Countless small battle axes condensed into shape in the dazzling golden light, covering and hit Licang and hundreds of meters of radius around it like shells washing the ground. Accompanied by explosion and roar, Kamp rushed to Licang in an instant, and the giant axe condensed the golden light into a straight golden column that penetrated the sky and the earth. With the force of the force of the mountain, Licang completely enveloped Licang.
"cut!"
But at the same time, another scarlet light burst out in the golden light column.
The magnificent beam of light appeared from bottom to top like a tight hoop, with three wheels of halos on it at the same time, the smallest in the middle, second in the top, and the largest below, and slowly sweeping across the entire island chain like a shock wave.
The giant axe in Kamp's hand shattered again. The golden armor that had just been repaired was directly wiped off the right half. His hands, right legs and the silky skin and flesh on his right body were all gone, and his pale bones without a drop of blood were exposed to the air naked.
Aesopalie, who had entered his soul, woke Kamp up directly. With the power of the two light columns of energy fields, Kamp rolled and crawled backwards for hundreds of meters, gasping for breath with lingering fear.
As for Teacher Cang, who is strong in our life...
When the golden light and scarlet dissipated, he had already changed into jeans and was putting a "my mother's super beautiful" shirt on his head.
"You are too explicit and very undecent."
“???”
In fact, in addition to the messy daily necessities in the Pokémon balls and witchcraft bags, there is also a load of turtle-backed dragon lice. It’s just that there is no need to take it out. People as rigorous as Li Cang will lose some of their losses and will be full if they eat it once.
The two of them are in a state that is no better than each other. They are both extremely tragic and seem to be described as the equally matched dragon and phoenix chicks.
but.
As Kamp kept breathing, a hidden and sinister curve was pulled into the corner of his mouth.
The status has been hung...
Then, let me see where your bottom line is!
Kamp's seemingly stupid and stupid performance actually hides some cunning. He has a mechanic skill that is not rare but perfectly matches his instinct skills, which is to visualize the opponent's life bar. Visualization is not digital. However, he can accurately and perfectly estimate the opponent's true health by infinitely amplifying the life bar and the solid damage in the axe-hanging state just now, and then cooperate with his natal ability to work together...
“WTF?”
Kamp couldn't believe it, and rubbed his eyes out of control, rubbed and looked again, looked again and again...
What the hell is this?!
The three thick and large blood strips, each of which has different colors, and even the prefix is ​​very different, with " " and "-". The only similarity is that each one is full of no gaps. Kemp has never encountered such an outrageous situation in his career, and he was stunned for a moment.
Li Cang raised his eyebrows: "So, you are actually reading my blood bar, right?"
The tragedy of the mattress that disturbed the metal pads and went to heaven was still vivid in my mind. A useless [blood bar calculator] directly smashed 3.7 million coins. You should know that Lao Wang's [drag technique] is only worth 4 million. Li Cang can be said to be quite sensitive to Kamp's operations.
(Note: See Chapter 1090: The tragedy of the mattress on the sky, Chapter 1091: The blood-strike monster)
Kamp didn't say a word, enlarged the entire interface and then expanded it, and finally found a slight slight loss in the first and second lines. So where is that damn killing line, and which blood bar should I use as a basis for judgment?
Chapter completed!