Stable Polarized Practice

Just as if a fragile human body is invulnerable when wearing armor, even a technician in a white coat who is not working all over the body can become a combat force capable of controlling the situation when manipulating guns and cannons that are terrifyingly powerful enough to bomb cities.

Of course, the condition is that the opponent is also open and aboveboard to fight head-on. If there is a situation where the card is not played according to common sense-for example, they will not fight with you head-on, but choose to throw firecrackers into your armor secretly. A big bundle of little things that can do little harm to hard steel can become extremely lethal at that time.

When the thin soles of clogs stepped on the deck of the Tiandaozhong warship, facing a group of guys holding the head of the Zen staff and the tail of the blade, Anding suddenly felt a kind of intimacy of hunting ghosts on the mountain—because these guys It doesn't feel like a living person, but somewhat similar to a vulture crow tearing up carrion, with a faint, imperceptible rotten smell lingering on its body.

Eight Tag Crow:? ? ?We are called eight-tag crows but that doesn't mean we are really scavengers!

"It's been a long time since I had a heart-to-heart fight—"

An Ding holds the handle of the knife, the back of the knife is slanted upwards and the blade is downwards. The smooth surface of the knife reflects a dazzling cold light. The hungry wolf prey, the blue-haired Fu Sangshen, still stood firmly in place, facing the tide of enemies, as if he had no intention of taking action at all, only the gradually dense arcs on his body seemed to respond to this situation. reacted.

The sound of "Boom--" was like lightning falling from the dark clouds, or a laser beam gushing from the muzzle of a gun. Almost instantly, the dazzling arc flashed away from the encirclement, leaving a scorched black spot on the spot. The straight marks and scorched heat, together with Lao Gao's blood sprayed, and his head flying high.

The troops of Tiandaozhong are all elites, but even if they are elites, they are only compared with ordinary barbarian warriors, who can't compete with the sword of the transformation weapon, let alone Fusangshen, the sword of transformation.

So when the soles of stable wooden clogs step on the deck of the warship, it is the beginning of the sheep entering the tiger's mouth-but the sheep is the guy in this warship, and the tiger's mouth with sharp fangs is the body knife held in the hand by a sword, which is dangerous. The hunter is the weak Fusangshen who seems to be at a disadvantage:

"Hahahahaha—heads fall to the ground and die!"

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"Chun Yu is unbelievable! Mr. Xixi, Tokugawa Momo is probably not dead!"

Holding the push handle of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, cold and sticky sweat broke out almost instantly on the palm of his hand, Yue Daitou's palm was almost slippery and he couldn't hold the push handle, all the clues kept scrolling in his mind, an ominous premonition came Flashed back and forth in my mind.

If Haruyu and Shinsengumi cooperate, Tokugawa Momo will not die, and Iga Ninja Village is an ambush!But if Haruyu did not cooperate with the Shinsengumi, and the behavior of blocking the Tiandao fleet was decided by this guy privately, then in the case that Amaterasuin Naraku had already been dispatched in advance, the remnants of Chunyu's troops are likely to join forces with the Ghost Squadron In the counterattack, Xixigong not only has no strong force to assist, but will increase the number of sharks biting behind him!

And everything is extremely detrimental to the Yiqiao faction, and the only beneficiaries are... the Tiandao people.

When the Tokugawa Momomo faction and the Hitohashi Yoshiki faction lose both sides, the biggest beneficiaries are the Tiandaozhong who control the puppet regime behind the scenes!Yue Daitou quickly sorted out his thoughts, and secretly glanced at one of the 12 people who came from the Tiandao Congregation out of the corner of his eye.

The green wrinkled face was mostly covered by a white mask, and only the dry skin around the edges of the cheeks was exposed. The voice sounded very old, but the real age could not be discerned. The characteristics of green skin were too common, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Which planet's celestial beings.

As soon as he sneaked his eyes away, facing the white mask facing him, Yue Daitou's heart suddenly jumped.

"What a strange power."

Luckily, the guy was looking at the sideways screen.

Naturally, the main control room of Tiandaozhong's warship cannot be the same as the old rescue boat. The huge screen that almost covers the entire space in front of it is divided into countless small pieces on one side, and the outside scene is played on the other side——

With a light squeeze of the fingers painted with bright red nail polish, a warship that was not faulty shook without warning, as if being pulled down by gravity. Even if the spare power compartment was activated, it would soon be Struggling and falling down without hesitation, the guy with black hair and red eyes glanced at it nonchalantly, and aimed his spearhead at another warship again.

"Concentrate on firing." The leader of the Tiandao group ordered unhurriedly: "This is a weapon against large buildings. It doesn't matter if you can't hit it, as long as he has no chance to use that strange power."

"By the way, shoot down that small rescue boat by the way."

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"Keep going."

Quickly putting on the Shinsengumi uniform, Sougo Okita came to the main control room, first looked at the 2VSn battle scene, and found that there was absolutely no room for them to intervene, so he decisively issued an order:

"Ozer and this guy are holding back the enemy fleet, don't waste time, maybe you can pick up Mr. Hijikata's head if you rush there now, step on the accelerator for me, if you don't go over the speed of [-] miles, you will be killed Go to the ground and die."

"??? But, but Captain Okita, the airship doesn't have an accelerator?"

"Tell you to hurry up, hurry up, and now you are still asking this and that like a baby in diapers sucking fingers in your mother's arms. Is the counting stick under your crotch a decoration? A man only needs to know which direction to go forward That's enough, come on."

Sougo Okita narrowed his scarlet eyes lightly, staring at the several ships on the screen in front of him that had turned their direction, pointed their bows at the warships here, and said expressionlessly: "If you don't hurry up, you don't have to think about holding Mr. Hijikata's head, ours fell to the ground first."

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Amaterasu-in Naraku is an assassination force that directly belongs to the Heavenly Dao Congregation. Usually, before the large forces of the Heavenly Dao Congregation are dispatched, Amaterasu-in Naraku, known as the "Yatara Crow", will send some members to assassinate the target first, effectively weakening the enemy. Fang's vitality.

And after the "Yatakaya" confronts the enemy, the large forces of the Tendos will appear on the stage in a crushing posture. Under the fire of the huge fleet, there is almost no battlefield that can survive, let alone a mere Iga Shinobi. The village is such a small place, it doesn't even take half a day, just a moment, this quiet village with a rural atmosphere can be blasted into ruins with gray and black smoke.

No matter how many elusive tricks Iga's ninjas have, they will be reduced to victims under the ruthless artillery fire even if they are crushed by absolute strength.

...Why are the Heavenly Daoists so late this time?

Oboro raised his head and looked at the sky again. The sun was bright and cloudless, and the humidity and temperature were good. It was especially suitable for walking, and it was more suitable for the fleet to bombard Ninja Village collectively. In the sky, you could see startled birds and Kunnai flying across. You can even see the warships of the Ghost Soldier Squad and the Seventh Division of Chunyu, but you can't see the Tiandaozhong fleet that should have arrived before.

Is the fleet moving slowly?Still lost?Or the main ship is out of fuel?

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that these situations were unlikely, rather it was more likely to be stopped by reinforcements who arrived in time, he pondered for a while, and stared at the two disciples of Songyang who were fighting each other in front of them , taking the first step from the hiding place.

The golden rings on the upper layer of the Zen stick trembled, and downward from the place where it was held, the round tail of the Zen stick that should have existed was invisible, and it was replaced by a sharp blade exuding a gloomy and cold aura. This is Amaterasu The weapons commonly deployed by Ina Naraku are all dressed as monks, and there is even a string of Buddhist beads hanging around the neck of the obscurity. Wearing the costume of "Amitabha put down the butcher knife", what they are doing is cruel killing. It seemed that this outfit was particularly ironic.

Since the Heavenly Daoists did not come for a long time, and did not give the order to retreat, he went up first, and raised his hand to straighten the brim of the hat.

Coincidentally, he and Songyang's disciples also had old grievances.

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"It seems almost there."

The blue shoe nose clogs laces have been soaked with viscous bright red liquid, and the thin soles of the clogs stepped on the red deck that has not yet dried up, leaving a dark red and darker wet blood footprint again, An Ding rubbed it with the back of his hand On the cheek, after putting down his hand, he looked down and saw a red mark, so he rubbed the right cheek vigorously.

Since there is no mirror here, there are only the corpses of Heavenly Daoists piled together on the ground, and An Ding doesn't know what is happening on his face, so he can only pick up his sleeves and wipe his blood-stained cheeks vigorously, trying to get rid of the blood. A piece of blood was wiped clean, and the right hand was still holding the blade that was slowly dripping blood. The pool of blood that was stepped on was mixed with the blood dripping from the tip of the knife, creating a circle of spreading waves in the dark red shallow puddle.

"call--"

He exhaled a hot breath of thin white mist, even if he directly slaughtered the enemies on this warship, under such a huge amount of exercise, because of the blessing of fully concentrated breathing, An Ding did not show the red face state of exhaustion at all, It can be called a perpetual beheading machine.

The white scarf, which was half soaked in blood, could no longer float, and could only hang limply behind him. The blue and white mountain-pattern feather weave that was rescued from the crashed cargo ship in time also followed in the footsteps of the toon flower bathrobe, covered in blood. The original refreshing light onion color could hardly be seen. The blue-haired Fu Sangshen walked steadily towards the edge of the deck while rubbing the blood on his cheek.

"I don't know what happened to Qingguang..."

Isn't the bandage on the forehead also soaked in blood?I feel that the place where the bandage is tied is wet, and a lot of hair is stuck to the neck. This feeling is very uncomfortable...

"No, no, no, they have too many warships, we can't stop them for too long."

A voice with a hint of complaint sounded from the air outside the edge. The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen gleamed with a dark red light, and slowly rose from the position below the edge of the deck: "It's enough to stop it for so long. , we should retreat too? An Ding——An Ding ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

In the end, the ending with a bit of coquettish feeling suddenly rose, and he faced the blood-stained face without warning, Qingguang stared at the little friend who was almost fished out of the blood pool in shock: "An, An Ding, your current appearance... is too messy, right?"

Not cute at all!Not only is it not cute, it even looks scary!Anding, how many people did you kill in this warship!It won't be slaughtered directly, will it? !

An Ding frowned, reaching out to try to pull out the hair that was stuck to the neck by blood, while fighting against the strong hair that stuck to the skin, he replied in a soft voice that contrasted greatly with the fighting posture:

"What's a mess? It's a strange way to say it. It hurts to have your hair stick to your neck with blood. It's the most annoying time after a battle... I'm loathing myself."

ha?What?You're the guy who likes to chop off people's heads like an embryo killer, right?The laughter of "hahahaha let your head fall to the ground" that he can hear from far away is also you, right?You are the one who scares your opponents every time you join hands, so that everyone doesn't want to queue for the hand join task, right? !

"It's so uncute! Even if you say 'self-loathing' in a pretend cute voice, it won't change the fact that Anding is not cute at all!"

An Ding: "...huh?"

Where is he pretending to have a cute voice?