Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

The heavy steel cable was lowered like a giant python, but Qin on the deck had no time to dodge or face it... because the entire Reef was lost.

Eight steel cables hold the bow and stern of the warship respectively. The four steel cables at the stern are still intact, but the traction of the bow has all broken and the ship has lost its balance. The entire warship is like a pendulum, gradually rising upright and moving towards Drilling on the solid cliff wall.

"Are you crazy?" Qin Yi was unsteady and could not jump up. The machete penetrated the deck upside down and froze his body.

He ordered the Reef to be put into the abyss. His original intention was to use this mobile fortress to intercept the little mice in the sewer. The power system of the platform was under his control. It could be said that only they could move freely.

But who would have thought that the entire Depression Lagoon would be without power? The energy supply is fundamentally cut off, and no matter how high the authority is, it can only make a meal without rice.

There must be a reckoning afterwards.

Once the final traction is lost, his armored battleship can also fall on the spot, but... there are ravens hanging under the rocks, and the same is true for you!

Moreover, if it fell at the same time, the armored battleship would still be above. It might only be severely damaged, but it would be enough to completely smash the cargo ship Raven.

"Have you ever been on a pirate ship?" Lu Meng hung on the sling and flashed a blade. From this position, he could actually continue to climb up and leave the battlefield on the upper platform. The premise was that the law enforcement team guards on the platform did not react and cut off in advance. .

Qin obviously thought that his intention was the same. As soon as he stood up, he immediately pursued upwards. But when he heard Lu Meng's words, he was stunned: "What?"

But they saw that he didn't have the reaction speed of a gambler, but he fell down with the swing of the sling and rushed towards the stern of the ship.

His target is the remaining four slings!

Qin's mind buzzed, and his potential was fully activated. With their thinking reaction speed, everything in their field of vision became very slow. The battleship Reef was tilting, but it was still flat when stepping on the deck.

Those who did not have time to obey the captain's order and evacuate to the cabin were not so lucky. Under the violent jolt, their feet lifted off the ground, like sparrows being thrown out.

Although they are still in mid-air, Qin knows that their fate is to either hit the rock wall or fall into the underground river, and at this height, no matter which outcome is the end, they will be dead.

Qin's heart didn't waver at all.

Yes...

The other party should be the same person.

Since he didn't care about them, Lu Beiyou obviously didn't care about the hanging raven, not to mention that most of them were just casual encounters.

Now, he wants to drag everyone to die together.

There was an explosion on the soles of the Watcher's feet, and a circular pit was dented in the thick steel plate, and his figure burst out.

The dense rain curtain was knocked open to form a hole, but the rain from the sky had not had time to fall.

With all his strength, he caught up with Lu Beiyou in an instant.

Just like the Sharks are born with supernatural powers, wear bone armor, and have soldiers who are good at fighting and tenacious, the advantages of the Sons of Scorched Earth lie in their survivability and agility. Such advantages will continue to add up during the growth process, and will eventually be magnified. To a very exaggerated level, it is fixed as the universal fighting style of each species.

And this is also the opponent's trump card that Qin found out.

However, as the son of Lu Yuan, although there is no bonus to his physical fitness and combat talent, there is no reduction in either.

This allows them to develop in an all-round way and is more likely to touch the limits of life in all aspects.

Enter the final level.

But this is just a guess.

It comes from the one who is upright and upright.

In front of Lu Meng, the rainwater was also broken, and the dense impact was compressed together, almost forming a thick water curtain. He felt the pressure behind him, and also had a deeper understanding of the strength of this lake town watcher.

Qin guessed right, there weren't many shortcuts to improve the [Speed] attribute, but relying on the Scorched Earth Son's own racial talent bonus, his basic attribute had already reached 92 points.

This kind of convenience was also one of the reasons why Lu Meng chose Son of Scorched Earth when he pinched someone.

However, even though Qin himself did not have the bonus of racial coefficient, the speed he displayed was not far behind his own.

At least it can't be easily shaken off.

This is the accumulated gap.

You can't run away - the sound can no longer keep up with their reaction, which makes Qin's expression sound like a silent roar, but at the same time, even the strong wind and rain have been blocked.

He chopped the long sword upside down, like killing gods and demons.

The force exerted by his feet caused the deck to crack in advance, and the dent also allowed him to step on it more firmly.

In previous discussions, Qin had already discovered that although Lu Beiyou was already very skilled in using the Ming Blade and could be called a master enough to establish a sect in front of the world, this was not the case in a duel between war-level …

It’s not nearly enough.

Sure enough, he is still too young. This is not a fault. Everyone has this stage, even he himself has gone through this.

However, even if Qin is not as good as Tian Xin Li Zheng, he has mastered hundreds of soldiers, but he specializes in one and has reached the state of transformation. This is no longer a martial art that can be taught to others or learned from others. Each person must learn it by himself. comprehend.

Even if his achievements are limited in the future and need to be replenished, at least it is enough for him to dominate at this moment and to realize his ambition.

Lu Meng turned around and stabbed Qin who was catching up with him with his blood-red inscription blade. His horse-slashing sword was five feet long and was quite heavy to use, but it was faster than the heavy and exaggerated long cleaver.

But the Watcher caught it easily.

The first collision between the two weapons produced sparks. The inscription blade drew a white mark on Qin's blade, shooting like a meteor. The unknown material left in the mark was slightly red, and even the rain could not extinguish it.

The sharpness of the inscription blade was unstoppable after all, but the blade walker was also an extinct master who was infinitely close to the legendary "cross".

Lu Meng took a step back.

Qin was below him - their world was already like the sky falling, rain hitting his back, and the rock wall of the drilling was above his head.

This was the Reef constantly standing upright.

It was close to a sixty-degree angle.

Accompanied by the screams of falling, it sounded like it was infinitely stretched in their ears, and they could hear the shrillness in it even though it was vague.

Both war-class ships had to rely on the power of their feet to make dents on the deck, just like climbing a rock, in order to stand up.

However, at least on the surface, none of them were affected. The exaggerated long cleaver was held vertically in Qin's hand, which looked simple and full of flaws, but Lu Meng knew that if he tried to escape from the range of the knife at this time, countless changes would follow, and each one could kill him.

Qin had previously "misjudged" Lu Beiyou's attention to the Raven, thinking that he could use this to contain the other party, so he did not focus on guarding against many possibilities, including his attack on the sling of the Reef.

This was already a mistake.

In the final analysis, it was because of his little niece Lin Ji. Their play made him a villain, and the other party seemed like a messenger of justice. Even Qin himself substituted it, and used it to figure out the rhythm of the battlefield - but, in this world, where can there be such a play?

In the final analysis, it is just a fight for interests. Even justice itself can be used as a bargaining chip in the calculation and become a banner to persuade others to die for themselves.

Qin understood this from the beginning, so he always only measured the interests in the management of the law enforcement team and the lower city.

Anyway, it's all these things, why not just put them on the table?

"At first, I thought you were also the kind of person I hate the most." At this time, he suddenly spoke, but Lu Meng knew that Qin did not relax, and his momentum was still rising step by step.

Accompanied by the collapse of the ship that was crashing into the rock wall, the backflow of rain, and the screams of falling, this watcher was really like the master of the battlefield at this moment.

Under the iron face of the man, blood spurted out, and the metal machinery that was forcibly embedded in this way could not withstand the strength of his body.

"But now I understand..." Qin suddenly laughed wildly, slashed and swung his knife: "You are very good!"

Different from the sword saint Alk.

Different from Tian Xin Li Zheng.

——The general of Kaidun City was right. They really couldn't be friends.

There was not only Tian Xin Li Zheng's arrogance, but also Qin's own disgust.

Only us.

Perhaps the same people.

But in this way, can they become "friends"?

Even more impossible!

Qin knew long ago that if he found his own kind in this world, then the first choice would definitely be to kill it in the cradle at the first time.

Otherwise, there would be endless troubles.

Qin rushed up on the nearly vertical deck, and the cleaver he chopped down seemed to transcend gravity, facing the dark clouds and rainstorms in the sky.

Before people arrived, the strong wind came first.

Lu Meng's long clothes were blown back wildly. The speed of this war-level was only one step away from breaking the sound barrier, but of course if he really did it, whether Qin's own body would be strong enough to withstand it was another matter.

Even so, Qin's swordsmanship at this moment has completely transcended the barriers of the secular world. It may be a burning sword that an ordinary sword master can only realize in his imagination after a lifetime and at the last moment of his life.

But in the hands of the war-level, it can be used at will.

Transformation!

Qin became serious and wanted to end the fight that may not have broken out many times on the entire continent with his strongest posture.

After all, there are not many madmen like the nameless Lu Beiyou who enter the city alone, even in the war-level.

Lu Meng moved.

He dived down, and his speed was no less than Qin. With the blessing of gravity acceleration and racial coefficient, such performance was not surprising.

It is better to say that Qin should admire the courage of the other party. He did not choose to dodge again. He rushed forward even though he knew he could not win and entered his attack range.

But the next moment, his pupils dilated.

Because Lu Beiyou held the inscribed blade, but threw the magic weapon directly behind him and upward.

The red sword representing the authority of the king of the swamp drew a red circle in the air.

His hands were empty, but his feet accelerated again, this time relying on brute force. A series of steel pits exploded behind him. If he didn't have an equally steely body, the reaction force alone would be enough to break the young man's leg bones.

It was at this moment.

Lu Beiyou not only cut into the range of Qin's long sword... but also approached him.

Reached out.

[Martial Arts: 74 (Transformation)]

Pressed on the handle of the cleaver.

In an instant, the air exploded, and the wave caused by the impact of the two people directly emptied the surrounding rainwater, and the corpses still hanging on the deck were shattered into flesh, like blood mist.

Seize the blade with bare hands? Qin was shocked. He had never thought that Lu Beiyou's martial arts skills were much stronger than weapons. Could this be his disguise and trump card all along?

But his reaction was just as fast. He used both arms to smash down. No matter how agile the opponent was, as long as he could not block the blade, his flesh would be vulnerable to the blade.

However, Qin's movement was stuck.

No, he could not move!

Lu Meng's palm pressed against the handle of the long machete. He did not try to snatch it away. However, the blade force that gathered the strength of the watcher's arms stopped just like that.

Although both of them were trembling slightly and fighting with strength.

But it stopped after all!

[Basic Attribute: Strength (99)]

Lu Meng has always been an outlier among the Sons of the Scorched Earth! He remembered: Mechanics may be iterated... but numbers will never betray you.

There is no way to go any further.

For Qin, this was undoubtedly a fatal moment. He hurriedly pulled one hand away and wanted to block, but Lu Meng grabbed his arm directly.

Palm force.

The watcher wailed.

Muscle erosion, comminuted fracture.

Even he was not prepared for such pain.

At this moment, the entire Reef shook again.

Qin endured the severe pain, took the opportunity to break free from the restraints, and fell straight down. When he was about to leave the Reef, the long sword penetrated the deck and caught him.

He did not let the other party snatch the weapon, so that there was still a chance to fight back.

He looked up and saw that there were only two ropes left to pull the ironclad warship - it was the flying Ming blade!

Relying on the power thrown by Lu Meng alone, plus ordinary weapons, at most it could break and cut a heavy steel cable, but the horse-cutting sword was so sharp.

At the angle designed by Lu Meng, it directly strung two in a row and finally nailed to the drilling rock wall.

Deeply immersed.

The ironclad warship smashed on the drilling, making a terrifying roar, and countless rocks shattered and fell. Even the two people on the deck could only grab the overturned protrusions to avoid being shaken off.

The remaining two slings made a creaking sound, and Qin could even see the cracks on them.

With their strength alone, it was finally impossible to support the weight of the entire Reef.

It was gradually breaking.

But in this way, Lu Beiyou no longer had the divine weapon in his hand. His bare-handed martial arts were extraordinary, but Qin knew that as long as he was careful not to be close to the opponent, within the range of the long cleaver, the opponent would have no chance to take advantage.

As for other weapons at hand, they would be cut off immediately when facing the weapon of the second blade, and even if there was a more brilliant backhand, it would not be used...

"So, I only have one chance."

Qin's pupils dilated, and the figure of the white-haired young man was reflected in his eyes. He saw that he was holding a guardrail while a handle suddenly appeared on his other hand, and he slowly drew the knife in the void.

Shape, long cleaver.

Exactly the same as the one in his hand!