Forty Millenniums of Cultivation: The enemy of Iron Fist (43) is crazy

In the roar of the boxing god, everyone's expressions seemed to freeze like steam projectiles and time.

They can clearly see that a wave-like ring-shaped ripple spread from the roar and roared on the steam projectile.

Each bombardment of the sound wave caused the steam projectile to deviate slightly.

When the last sound wave exploded, the steam projectile had completely lost its precise trajectory and became a drunk headless fly.

Time starts flowing again.

The steam projectile passed by Luo Tian High Priest, and flew into the air in a crooked way, drawing a weak arc, crossing the temple of fists, and wondering where it had fallen.

"Ah ..."

Many mechanical and steam fanatics have sighed with disappointment and even despair.

"Ah!"

Iron Fist army and boxing **** believers are ecstatic, fighting intent hurricane.

Luotian High Priest is still expressionless, floating in mid-air, coldly looking at Luo Xinglong above the steam cannon.

Cold eyes, as if looking at a corpse, didn't care about his last struggle.

"This, this ..."

Luo Xinglong was frustrated, ashamed, and angry.

He was like a wounded bull, his eyes covered with burning blood, pulling the joystick to pressurize the pressure chamber of the steam gun.

In order to be filled with high-pressure steam that can be fired for the second time as soon as possible, he squeezed every mechanical part of this steel monster to its limit.

The pointer on the instrument panel is like a Madman arm. swing down, gears, hinges, pipes, steam balls, every mechanical part emits the sound of "*squeak* *squeak*", trembling desperately, leaking because of a tight seal The steam that came out screamed hysterically.

The skin above and below Luo Xinglong ’s body was scalded with hot steam, and a series of shocking blisters came out. Even the onlookers could n’t help feeling distressed for him.

He seemed to have no pain. He gritted his teeth and got a second shell, locked the air valve, pressurized, aimed, and pulled the pull cord for the second time.

“hōng!”

Guth and Grey just got up and were overturned by steam again.

The second projectile was driven by high-pressure steam, pushed out of the hole, and flew towards Luotian High Priest.

Unfortunately, Luo Xinglong exercised too much pressure. The steam projectile exerted insufficient pressure. Not only was the speed too slow, but the trajectory was also crooked. When he flew in front of Luotian High Priest, he began to falter.

Luo Tian High Priest hurried out his second punch.

This punch is aimed directly at the steam projectile.

The fist formed vortex again. vortex actually swallowed the steam projectile completely, and used hundreds of rotations to dispel the impact of the steam projectile. Instead, it controlled the steam projectile and pushed the steam projectile towards the steam gun. Come back!

Everyone is stared wide-eyed.

I thought the steam projectile would smash the steam cannon.

Even Luo Xinglong could not help but shrink his neck.

The steam projectile wiped his scalp, and almost flew over half a meter above the steam cannon.

But like a hungry Iron Beast, a **** channel was smashed into the fanatic behind the steam cannon.

Any fanatical believer who has been rubbed by steam projectiles with a bit of oily skin will always have a broken bone, or he will be injured if he dies.

Even Gus and Gree were splashed with blood from the fanatic believers, and could not help secretly spitting at the extreme strength of Luo Tian High Priest formidable.

No wonder, Uncle Lei Lie will respect Luo Tian High Priest so much.

His arms are simply the barrels of two giant cannons!

"I do n’t know, can the weapons I got from" Hell "be used against Luotian High Priest?"

With Guth's heart moving, he couldn't help thinking.

He still treats "Star Glory Federation, Empire of True Humanity, and Covenant Alliance" as hell.

Analyzing from the scenes he saw when he was in cultivation in hell, he felt that it should be no problem.

The equipment given to him by the demon Lu Qingchen, even if he ca n’t kill Luo Tian High Priest, can at least burn the latter to a gray-faced, scorched head, and make the temple of fists prestige.

I do n’t know why Lu Qingchen has been silent until now, and he is not willing to take out the "Hell Weapon" again.

It ’s strange, is n’t Lu Qingchen hoping for chaos in the world, is n’t it the best opportunity now?

As long as his "holy son" can repel Luo Tian High Priest, the beliefs of the Iron Fist army and the believers of God of Thousand Fists will collapse.

And the mechanical and steam gods will definitely fighting intent hurricane, everyone will charge fearlessly, maybe there is a chance to win Qianyuan City!

Guth ’s doubts were interrupted by Luo Xinglong ’s desperate roar.

Some of the joysticks on the steam cannon were pushed to the end by him. The steam violently exploded like a volcanic eruption, which burned him as red as lobster. When he inserted the third projectile into the gun barrel In spite of the hotness of the barrel, he stabbed his entire arm in, letting the flesh and the barrel touch, making a grilling sound like "zī zī".

At this moment, Luo Xinglong's face became extremely unpretentious, as if he were a mechanical demon and a steam demon.

The steam cannon trembles violently. The steam ball and the high-pressure warehouse are like the eggs of a mature demon. The demon bred in it is about to break out of the cage.

Having learned the weakness of the second steam shell, this time, Luo Xinglong burst into pressure that was more than twice the limit.

Luo Tian High Priest still has his hands on his back, his feet are empty, and he looks blankly, without any intention to interrupt Luo Xinglong.

The biggest contempt is ignorance. He used this serene gesture to show the weakness of the false gods and the power of True God to all believers on both sides and people in the city.

"Long live the **** of steam!"

Finally, Luo Xinglong pressurized the steam cannon to the point where he wanted to jump.

His face and voice were completely distorted, and he roared insanely, "Go to death, boxing god!"

"Run!"

In Gus ’s mind, the sound of Lu Qingchen suddenly came.

Don't wait for his reaction, a deep electric current came from his nerves, his limbs danced involuntarily, and at an incredible speed, he dragged his sister and squeezed behind the mad believers.

Every muscle of his muscles squirmed rhythmically, making him like a loach, and took his sister to the back of dozens of fanatics in his breath.

At this time, Luo Xinglong pulled the rope for the third time on the steam cannon.

Boom!

The thunder of the ground of heaven shaking this time is ten times stronger than the two loud noises just now.

It's a pity that the place where the noise is made is not the barrel, but a little behind the barrel, inside the steam ball and the high-pressure chamber.

The steam cannon is blown up!

When Luo Tian High Priest threw his first two punches, the invisible punch had already followed the trajectory of the shell and quietly drilled into the barrel of the steam giant gun, affecting the precision of the complex pipeline and mechanical structure behind the barrel.

Three consecutive firings, the interval is too short, and the extremely high temperature has also caused many mechanical parts to be slightly deformed.

In addition, Luo Xinglong pours it into twice the ultimate high pressure like Madman.

How could it not be punished by "Steam Demon"?