Hanging up Death can become stronger

And a bullet with a flattened warhead fell to the ground with a jingle.

Looking at this scene, the young man with glasses couldn't help being stunned, his eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

The man with the scar also noticed the bullets on the ground. Even in the midst of a fierce battle, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch violently a few times.My heart was filled with horror.

Flesh blocks bullets!

Damn, this is a cruel man!

For a moment, the backs of the two couldn't help but feel slightly chilled, as if they had accidentally kicked an iron plate.

Chapter 53 Transformers

The reason why the Fist of the Sky is called the Fist of the Sky is naturally because of its powerful and unparalleled boxing techniques. As for swordsmanship, it is not the category he is good at.

So neither the young man with glasses nor the man with the scar thought that this man was a disciple of Fist of Kong.

But there is no doubt that this person is most likely related to the Fist of the Sky, otherwise in an ordinary martial arts gym, there is a girl who has practiced the Fist of the Sky and a Transcendent who is at least level 9. Who would believe in a coincidence?

He must be caught, and then tortured to find the location of the empty fist!

The two didn't even make eye contact, they just turned their heads and made a tacit decision at the same time.

The young man with glasses immediately put away his pistol, took off his windbreaker and threw it aside, but inside was a black vest, the clothes were stretched tight by his strong muscles, his smooth muscle lines were fully revealed, and his whole body was extremely inconsistent with Si's appearance. sense of power.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the skin color of his two arms is much paler than other parts, revealing a penetrating whiteness, and the muscles on them also give people a feeling of stiffness and falsehood.

Click!

The young man with glasses suddenly straightened his arm and shook it violently. Following his movement, the skin on the surface of his arm suddenly cracked, and a series of criss-crossing and horizontal cracks quickly appeared, followed by a sound like gear friction and sound from inside. There was a strange sound mixed with the sound of the engine starting, and there was a chirp in the next second, and a large amount of white, hot steam was suddenly ejected from both arms.

The steam rises and coils, and spreads quickly.

It can be clearly seen that the arms of the young man with glasses are obviously thicker, and the bottom of the crack is full of silver metal parts. As the fists are clenched, there is a powerful roar of the engine immediately.

boom!

The young man with glasses kicked his feet, and he rushed towards him like a leopard, leaving a trail of dense white mist behind him.

Lin Lichuan had already noticed the movement of the young man with glasses, and saw the rising steam, a word flashed in his mind.

Maker!

This is a group of people who have no awakening ability and martial arts talent, just like enhanced people, but are unwilling to be weak, and thus use technological power to strengthen themselves. However, unlike enhanced people, the methods of reformers are more radical, and they do not hesitate to abandon the human body , to replace a certain part or even the whole body with a machine, so as to obtain powerful strength.

Judging from the scene just now, the man with glasses obviously transformed his hands into machines.

When Lin Lichuan knew the existence of enhanced people and reformers, he couldn't help but feel a little speechless in his heart. It is obviously a world without the Internet and smart phones, but there are things like genetic medicine and mechanical transformation that can't even catch up with the technological level of the previous generation. , How crooked is this technology tree?

There was a dull whistling sound, and the young man with glasses came to Lin Lichuan in the blink of an eye. He clenched his right fist and slammed at him fiercely. The force was so great that one could even see the invisible ripples formed in the instant the air was blown up. The power can be seen One spot.

Lin Lichuan frowned, raised his left hand resolutely to block the path of the fist, chanted in a low voice quickly, and cast the eight reprimands of binding Tao, forming a translucent diamond-shaped light shield in front of his left palm, and another With one hand, he swung his sword and slashed at the man with the scar.

Click!

There was a crisp sound like glass shattering, and under the full blow of the young man with glasses, the diamond-shaped light shield cracked instantly, and dense cracks appeared.

Lin Lichuan's level of ghost dao is still too low after all, the bound dao casted by the broken chant is only half of the real power, and the defense power is not considered high.

Fortunately, he still blocked the fist of the young man with glasses.

On the other side, the man with the scar dodged Lin Lichuan's attack in embarrassment, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

He is a genetically enhanced enhanced man, and the loss of an arm has a great impact on his combat effectiveness. At most, only [-]% to [-]% of the original is left.

As time passed, the battle intensified, and the fear in the hearts of the man with the scar and the young man with glasses also increased.

Facing the siege of two of his own side, the person in front of him still looks like he can do a job with ease, and his strength is simply unfathomable.

If the fight continues, it is very likely that not only will not get the information you want, but you may even lose your life here.

For a while, they couldn't help thinking of retreating.

Lin Lichuan's attention was always on the two of them, and he immediately noticed their thoughts from the weakened offensive.

"Want to run away?"

His eyes turned cold, and he flipped his wrist decisively. Immediately, there was something like an eyedrop bottle in his palm, and he threw it at the scarred man without hesitation.

The latter was just some kind of hidden weapon, because the distance between the two sides was too close at this time, and there was no time to dodge it, so they decisively punched it, trying to knock it into the air.

Under the impact of the huge strength, the bottle containing the shock point was instantly shattered, and the crystal clear liquid splashed a little bit, most of which fell on the scar man's wire glove, and penetrated into it along the gap.

In the next instant, the man with the scar felt a strong sense of dizziness, and his body couldn't help but staggered.

"Oops!"

He was terrified in his heart, and tried his best to stabilize his body, but just as he stood firm, he felt a chill in his heart, and a long sword shining with cold metallic luster had already sunk into his heart.

The man with the scar suddenly widened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bright red blood.

"Damn!"

The young man with glasses couldn't help cursing in a low voice, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Lin Lichuan's expression remained unchanged, he drew out his long sword, and let the corpse of the man with the scar slowly collapse on the ground, while he himself turned to face the young man with glasses, and said softly:

"Roar, God damn it!"

A terrifying momentum descended on the entire street in an instant, and the young man in glasses who was running with his head buried in his head immediately felt the terrible oppressive feeling that made his chest tight and his blood stagnated.

Then I saw a huge palm descending from the sky.

boom!

Deafening explosions erupted, spreading across the entire street in an instant, a large amount of dust mixed with gravel scattered, and the sound of crackling and crashing could be heard endlessly.

Feeling the rapidly weakening breath not far away, Lin Lichuan exhaled lightly, and immediately released the initial release of the scourge.

That kind of spiritual pressure is drawn in a large amount in an instant, and the feeling of being almost exhausted is really uncomfortable.

A palm pressure waved away the diffuse smoke and dust, revealing the situation inside.

There was already a huge pothole in the middle of the street, vaguely in the shape of a palm, with cracks and gravel all over the ground, and in the center was a young man with glasses whose legs were deeply buried in the ground and dripping blood all over his body.

The two arms he used to resist the attack of the scourge had been twisted and bent out of shape, a lot of skin peeled off, revealing the tattered metal parts inside, special blood mixed with lubricating fluid and engine oil flowed out along the gap, and soon Almost soaked the ground beneath him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man with glasses raised his head with difficulty, looking at Lin Lichuan with fear and horror in his eyes.