When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

After guessing the liberator's purpose, his eyes turned cold, and he immediately commanded the warriors in the next three rows to raise their steam guns and point their guns at those who were still lining up on the high railroad tracks not far away. liberator.

Before the liberators were lined up, the warriors in white uniforms were angry with the group of liberators, obeyed Yongye's instructions, and pulled the trigger to shoot at them.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! ---boom!

The screams from the top were instantly superimposed with the sound of bullets, and the liberators, who were all wearing goggles, were shot unexpectedly. They were caught off guard and faced a hail of bullets. Halfway through, the rest ran back into the car in a panic.

Originally, according to the expectations of the hunting party, these warriors should hesitate, and then they took the opportunity to line up and then shoot each other condescendingly. Who knows that the other party will not play cards according to the usual rules.

After suffering a loss, but there was no way to retaliate for the time being, Shou Fangzhong had no choice but to leave here and let the vehicle continue to drive forward.

"What an idiot to line up in front of me, does anyone really care that you are heroes?"

Glancing coldly at the armoured train that was gradually moving away, Yong Ye taunted the other party's stupid behavior, and then turned his eyes to the direction of the city gate again.

Although there is no way for Nake City now, after all, he can't leave the team and climb the high rails along the shelf, but he knows that after retaking the city gate and blowing up the suspension bridge, it will only be easy to catch Nake City. thing.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Although Yong Ye doesn't like to wait ten years, he can still afford it for a moment.

In this way, the formation of the samurai once again began to attack in three rows and three rows alternately.

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Not long after, as the battle line continued to advance, even though Yong Ye shot one by one and eliminated a total of thirty-eight skill thieves, after paying the price of one hundred and seventy-three warriors' lives, the blasting rod was destroyed. Pulled up, the metal suspension bridge that fell behind the city gate was blown into several sections by the pre-buried explosives with a loud bang.

"Oh oh oh~!?"

"Success! We succeeded! We succeeded in expelling Kabane!? Succeeded!?"

"The six senses are pure! The six senses are pure! The six senses are pure! The six senses are pure!?"

"Long live the Sword Saint! Long live the Sword Saint! Long live the Sword Saint! Long live the Sword Saint!?"

After the explosion, cheers also resounded through the sky in an instant.

A large group of warriors cheered, shouting Liugenjingjing, and also chanting the name of Yongye, apparently taking Yongye as a hero to save the fortress.

"Master Master! As expected of a swordsman! I can't help but take this large group of people through the wild, and actually led us to retake the city gate to curb the invasion of Kabane, and save the fortress that was about to be abandoned!"

"...Actually, it's mostly up to you to kill so many Kabane, but it's just impossible for me to deal with so many."

"No no no! Master, you are wrong. Without you, those difficult thieves would be enough to defeat us, and it would be impossible for us to insist on expelling Kabane."

Recovering the city gate made Banheng's emotions very high. This act of saving the fortress was the first time in the past ten years, except for the continuous victories in the early days when Tianniao Meima led a 400,000-strong army to crusade against Kabane ten years ago. A large number of Kabane appeared at the gate, but the samurai did not flee, but rose up against the feat of driving Kabane out.

Even the Hunters, who could wipe out the Kabane scattered outside the car, didn't know why they never saved the fortress.

Ban Heng's dark face was excited because of this feat at this time, and his attitude towards Yong Ye was even more respectful, and even had the color of worship. After all, although more than 30 thieves appeared in batches, even so It is possible to kill them all, and this ability is definitely not worth the title of Juggernaut.

At least in Banheng's view, he has eliminated more than 30 skill thieves, and he can even win a four-on-one battle with skill thieves at the same time, and there are no scratches. 's name.

"Master Master! As expected of Master Master!"

Thinking of the previous battle, Ban Heng spoke in admiration again for no reason.

However... the crowd hadn't been happy for a long time, and Yong Ye had not had time to let the warriors on the city wall bombard the armored train with cannons that couldn't be beaten by the steam guns.

Then in Kecheng on the elevated track in the city, Tiantiao Meima dropped an object, or was it... a person?

"That's it?? The woman who follows Tiantiao Meima every day...destroy?"

According to the excellent vision and good dynamic vision, Yongye noticed the figure who was thrown down, it was the Kabaneri of the hunters, Mo.

Infighting? Or accidental death?

Doubts have yet to be answered.

A large number of silver tentacles stretched out around the figure, which looked like the tentacles of the fusion group that were cut off in the carriage of the Iron City when Yong Ye was injured earlier.

No... Not only it looks, this tentacle is exactly the same as the fusion group at the beginning, because those tentacles grabbed a large number of corpses on the ground and gathered them on their bodies under the stunned sight of Yong Ye.

"...Damn, Shou Fangzhong actually has the ability to create a fusion group."

Yong Ye looked at the artificial fusion group and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Although he knew that Shou Fangzhong must have done some research on Kabane, it was completely unscientific to be able to make it artificially, just like metaphysics, it was completely beyond his expectation that it could grow many tentacles to collect corpses and gather together a fusion group.

"That thing is very dangerous! Those who can fire cannons immediately follow me to the city wall!"

"Ah, yes!"

After saying hello, Yong Ye left his honorary disciple and climbed up the city wall with the people who quickly followed the stairs.

"Hurry up! Reload! Turn around and do it together! If it's too slow, we'll all have to blend in with that **** thing!"

On the towering city wall, Yong Ye, who didn't know how to use artillery, just watched the fusion group that was growing stronger, while urging the samurai to aim the muzzles of the four nearby cannons at the fusion group in the city.

The samurai nodded hurriedly, and quickly stuffed the cannonball into the muzzle.

At this moment, Yong Ye, who urged the samurai, could just see a bright pink on the top of Kecheng on the elevated railway tracks in the distance.

Tianniaomeima was alone on the roof of the car, as if she was alone and admiring herself, letting the evening wind blow her pink hair, looking up at the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle, looking at the distant people with a melancholy face. The sky whispered softly.

"Liberate everything, whether it's the land, the people, or that... fear, destroy, destroy the gates."

"...Really? If death is liberation, then let me liberate you first, and let you climb high places alone every day, and send you to **** today!"

Relying on lip language to roughly analyze Tiantori Mima's words, she didn't know how to shoot, but Yong Ye, who could shoot, thought of the girl who asked him for help earlier.

Immediately, on the face that was not as handsome as Tiantori Mima, there was a ruthlessness that was the exact opposite of Tiantori Mima's melancholy. A man looking up at the sky at a fifteen-degree angle.

Chapter 67 Is it bad marksmanship or too much wind

"Remember not to stand so high in your next life! Stupid!"

Bang! ? Bang! ? Bang! ? Bang! ?

The sound of gunshots and four shellings were mixed together, and the bullets, which were silenced by the sound, flew out and hit the crotch of the man who was looking up at the sky proudly.

"Gr... uh... uh? - uh ah ah ah?"

After the first scream, Tianniao Mima lowered her head and saw her crotch that had been beaten into open crotch pants, and immediately let out a more shrill cry, even more so than killing a pig, not as graceful and calm as usual. , Even the superficial skills were shattered at once, and there was nothing that could no longer be installed.

"Uh... this is... an accident, right?"

Looking awkwardly in the distance, clutching his **** crotch and kneeling on the ground, he has turned into a beautiful bird with a hoarse and dry roar. .

Although the result is very good, very insulting, the effect is remarkable and quite relieved, but the problem is... he is aiming at the heart?