The steam toilets continue to hunt them, and now not only the toilets but also the real steam giants have appeared - iron sheets wrap their bodies, these steel Talos are steaming out from behind, the steam gives them power, and the punching machine gives them power.
They are smart, these unmanned giants more than ten meters high are chasing the fugitives.
The steel shell makes them fearless of blows, but the huge spiked balls on the wrists of these giants can be shot out like cannonballs driven by high-pressure steam. The shield of Qi cannot stop it, and it requires close-fitting Gang Qi and a strong body.
You can handle it - or you can wear armor.
In short, it is absolutely impossible to rely solely on the sword and the sword. You can only fight head-on. If you use Qinggong, these Talos will move very fast, and they will really be unable to escape for a while - and the martial arts masters in this world are also chasing them.
Come up.
Bailang has never seen martial arts masters, but these four have seen them - pure physical strongmen, with Gang Qi protecting them under the skin. The power of the physical body can move the air - the air is broken into pieces and erupts.
To go out means to send out waves.
The vitality of his blood has reached an incredible level. Even if his physical body is a magical weapon, he may not be able to cut it open. Furthermore, if he does not control himself, mental martial arts will be ineffective. Each one of them is a very, very difficult opponent, and they are not only physically strong, but also physically powerful.
Even certain natural phenomena can be simulated physically.
According to these people themselves, it is the use of "qi". Qi can turn into fire and ice, or it can turn into strong wind and thunder and lightning. "This is not the internal energy." The young woman among the four said, after the fight.
She had already noticed the abnormality through the Qi machine.
Sword intent and sword heart are useless, only powerful output is powerful!
The change had just begun, and Bailang had no idea that the world had actually undergone such changes. What he was facing now was something even more troublesome than a steam truck—a steam tank, if there was such a thing as a tank in this world.
"Steam power, rigid suspension, riveted armor! In addition to multiple turrets, it is a sacred object!" Bailang admired the land cruiser in front of him. In order to accommodate the high-pressure steam engine with enough power, this tank is long, wide and very tall.
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The length is twelve or thirteen meters, the width is definitely more than five meters, and the height is almost as high as two stories. The black-smoking steam unit at the rear drives the wide tracks, and there is also a black-smoking steam unit located in the center of the tank.
The coal scuttle was almost full of coal.
In comparison, the turret in the front is small - this square turret is only one person tall and is a square box of at most three meters. There is a thick and short pipe in the front and rear of the box - the caliber is quite large, but the barrel is solid
It is short, so the top of the gun is just a howitzer. There are two Gatlings on the box, plus the two Gatlings on both sides of the coal hopper, this is the entire combat effectiveness of this steam tank.
As soon as this thing appeared, it brought two steam trucks with it. His skin was rough and fleshy. Bailang tried to stab the armor, "The Nandou White Tiger Fist can punch a hole, but it's not easy to tear it apart." This armor was actually amazing.
It is twenty centimeters thick, so it seems that this tank must be over one hundred tons. No wonder it moves so slowly.
Bailang didn't even think about trying to see if he could catch the shells from this howitzer - this was a breech-loaded howitzer, and the shells were not round iron eggs, so you have science and I have magic skills and you can't do it. In this twisted world,
Bailang really didn't want to try to see if his golden bell could catch the cannonball.
Gatling's bullets had no effect on him. Bailang had tried this with his left hand - he didn't need special luck enhancement, he could simply rely on his body that was made from the Nan Dou White Tiger Fist combined with the Golden Bell Shield and the body that was attached to his skin.
It can be blocked by Gang Qi, but at most it just feels like my hand was pushed hard by something.
Bai Lang flipped through the small book, and the tank recorded in it was one of a series of expensive recyclables - this was a whole family of tanks, from the ordinary tank in front of him to a fire-breathing tank with a bulldozer, each one
Each one is something that can be recycled at a high price.
It is also full of treasures, but it is difficult to capture it completely - because the punching machine is inside the tank, you have to pry open the tank cover to get into the cockpit and then smash the machine. Bailang came here to satisfy his curiosity and study the world.
——If you can’t practice, that’s all that’s left.
Without research, no one knows when Yuyu will be fully charged, whether it will be three years, five years or eight years and ten years? Staying in this world for a long time is not a good choice. Even if Bailang is already an innate master and uses Baihu all the time
He wanted to kill the twisted vitality that had seeped into his body, but he still couldn't guarantee whether any changes would happen in a few years.
There was nothing he could do about this tank, but Bailang didn't want to go to all the trouble to get a tank that couldn't drive back - these parts were not small and couldn't be accommodated in his bag. The tank's powerful bombardment caused others to wander in the wilderness.
The monster was attracted.
It was a humanoid monster wearing a strange leather suit.
These monsters are all taller than Bailang. Bailang is already over 1.9 meters tall. This monster is almost half taller than Bailang. He is wearing a one-piece leather jacket, a pair of leather boots, and his head is covered by a hood.
, but the face part is a gas mask like a pig's face, and there are no eyeballs visible in the glasses, just a dark mass.
The monsters carry three steel cylinders connected in parallel on their backs, and there is a pipe leading to the gun-like object they hold in their hands. "Flamethrower?" Bai Lang could tell what this thing was at a glance, and these monsters also have another hand.
Holding a single-barreled gun—a big one.
A total of four such monsters came, but there was no record in the little book. This humanoid monster was much more flexible than a tank, and its speed was not slower than the current Bailang. Bailang increased his speed slightly and avoided these guys.
The flamethrower fired continuously, and the flames spit out from the flamethrower were long and thick. When sprayed on the ground, they occupied at least half the size of a basketball court. However, the spray did not hit the white waves. The sudden acceleration of the white waves made these monsters estimate
Wrong.
The tank's howitzer can also cause damage to these monsters, but it seems that unless it hits directly, the flying shrapnel will heal quickly even if it scratches the leather clothing of these monsters. "Isn't this leather clothing? This is theirs.
Skin?" Bai Lang groaned, and then he started to attack.
There is no need to take out TV punches like the tornado. It is better to directly close the tiger-shaped body to output the true meaning. Nandou White Tiger Fist started. Bailang stretched his body and threw it close to the ground, bypassing the first monster and letting it block it.
In the line between the tank and Bailang, he blocked the shell. Bailang took action against the second weirdo.
It was like scratching with one claw, and after tearing open the extremely tough leather coat, there was a disgusting sticky thing underneath - like a rotten limb or some kind of mollusk. "Damn it!" Bai cursed.
, I don’t even dare to smell how smelly my hands are.
This chapter has been completed!