Chapter 1635: Catching a lone old king
The key point is that Lao Wang is a sentimental person. He has a temperament that requires pictures no matter where he is. Is there such a good thing in running away after a fight?
The firepower gradually became sparse. Before America became angry, he blew up the temple first. With the energy matrix cannon, Yuhui Laowang turned around and was in a big fight. The dragging knife technique specializes in energy matrix weapons. In addition to the slightly longer back and forth shaking Nothing wrong with it.
The hammer sent out countless rusty chains, and the dragging technique used part of the power of the energy matrix cannon to instantly tear apart the shield force field of a Was-class space carrier at an astonishing high speed. The ship's body was like a brushed and The somewhat crispy Shaqima fell apart like that - tearing apart the space carrier with his own hands. This was a physical feat that even Li Cang could not easily achieve. The shock level made the entire battlefield look at him.
"Damn it, do you really think that our civil servants don't know martial arts?"
Lao Wang cursed and muttered. The soul-level pain caused by the evil energy chain and the joy of grabbing power to forcibly raise the upper limit of abilities actually have a small corrosive effect on the mind, but there are few normal humans in the four-person gang. This has an impact It's not a side effect at all, no one takes it seriously.
A Was-class flagship, a behemoth with a size ranging from a few kilometers to more than ten or twenty kilometers, was killed with a single blow in such an understatement. The ones that were killed after it were almost all those hidden behind the screen and the upper councils of America around the world. The thought of continuing to develop energy matrix weapons in the eyes of both eyes
A total of four people!
At least three of them don't use energy matrix weapons at all. I heard that this ability is the norm for orbital slaves. What's going on? !
After all, Master Wang is just a receptionist who takes advantage of his strength. When it comes to Li Cang, he can almost directly convert the opponent's energy matrix cannon into debuff in equal proportions. The key and most unreasonable part is that he also has the world-shattering ability. The Weeping Ghost's thermal weapon resistance.
After thinking about it, the Americans wanted to cry. Are young people so ungrateful? They just fight wars. 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 of Servants of Destiny still to your liking?
The naval guns are roaring, and the strange beasts all over the world are still boiling in the sky, but the hearts of the three parties are actually a little broken, silent and broken——
"How dare he?"
"How dare you!"
"My dear America, can't I do anything to him? Let me inform you, whether it's an army general, a mercenary or a bounty hunter, if you kill Zhong Jianzhang, you will get a reward of 6 million, and he will be directly recommended to the upper council as a top talent!"
This is the typical logic of a battle general in front of the battle, but there is some truth in the American people's idea. Li Cang, we have already thought of successfully trapping and trapping the island chain, and it is difficult to move. How dare you run away on your own? come out?
You are so domineering!
A few minutes later, Lao Wang was trapped in the center of an empty airspace by a bunch of strange servants of fate.
Of course, with the floating speed of Deathstroke being comparable to that of Orbital Sky Island, plastic bags might fly faster than them, so there was really no possibility of escaping.
"Ouch~"
Lao Wang was delighted.
At the center of the battlefield, everyone is watching. Is there any better method in the world to demonstrate the priority of choosing a mate?
Sure enough, after leaving Li Cang's b*tch, the whole world has become normal, everything is back on track, I will live forever, I have good luck, your king, damn it!
Thinking like this, Laowang didn't resist the force field created by that team of people. Grid-like veins were connected in the void, and then weaved into a virtual arena shape that seemed to be very common in various mini-games.
Five people, six servants of fate, armed to the teeth and with a strong aura, even made a very gentlemanly gesture of bowing to Master Wang. Old Wang casually threw something and went to test it, and then directly cut with his burly body. On the transparent arena, there was a solid muffled sound.
"Tsk, where did this spaghetti come from?"
Lao Wang asked, pointing to the tentacle-shaped giant 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 is disgusted.
"I think you Angsa people, apart from your tradition of stirring up trouble, are equally capable of being hypocrites and speaking cruel words. I'm too lazy to think about which number you are in. It's boring!"
The five people exchanged looks in a tacit understanding, and the behavior of asking for silence came to an end for the time being.
The black-haired man at the head of the group suddenly shouted loudly, and a stream of red-orange flames burst out from his mouth, swallowing half of the arena in an instant.
The opponent did not expect this move to make a difference. With a mouthful of flames, the arena turned into a sea of fire. His clothes were burned away by the high-temperature flames in the blink of an eye, but what was exposed was not the smooth and white skin and golden scales of a human in the normal sense. The armor is clearly visible, and the gaps between the scales are flowing with magma-colored light. The black-haired man's body expands rapidly in the slight halo, and his hair burns like a flame and turns golden.
"Damn you bunch of bastards, you really know how to mess up a scene!" Jealousy made Big Lao Wang look completely different, "He turned into a lizard man and acted like a Super Sailor Saint!"
"Go to hell!"
The strong man vented powerful airflow and light mist all over his body, which was so powerful that the sound of breaking wind from a punch was like tearing steel.
With the Death Knell and the evil energy chain at his side, Lao Wang is not easy to mess with even if he doesn't swing the hammer. The single panel strength attribute can even look down on Li Cang. Now there is such a reckless man who is sent to his door as a target. Lao Wang's happiness and relief can be imagined.
With one punch, the arm of the golden lizard man, who was more than three meters tall and nearly four meters tall, with muscular and armor, was broken with a snap. Another punch directly penetrated the claws that he used to block and went into the opponent's chest and ribs.
Finally, the two of them collided with a bang and bounced off, and the shock wave was clearly visible to the naked eye.
The golden lizardman spat out a mouthful of blood, which was burned to ashes by the flames as it landed on the ring. However, the next second, he struggled to get up, pulled up his dislocated arm to straighten the broken bone, and wiped the blood from his mouth——
"Oh, that's all!"
"What did you eat last night that was so easy to digest that you spit out blood but didn't spit out a mouthful of food?"
Fists and feet have no eyes, and bad words hurt people.
This guy's mouth cannon skills are obviously not as good as Master Wang's, or the realm of the two is not in the same dimension at all.
The golden lizardman was originally injured in his arms and belly, but now he began to feel a sharp and continuous dull pain in his internal organs and his whole body, and the rage in his eyes was about to burn out: "Fuck, what are you waiting for, come with me to kill him!!"
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