Since recruiting more than 2,000 high-level slaves and letting Ko Lei board the ship, he has begun to deliberately learn various common sense from these people. After such a long time, he is no longer a novice.

The soldier-breaking sword has a weird name, but it is made of the element plutonium that can only be produced by the millennium bug king, which ranks fourth on the strange insect list. It is a unique technology of the glorious empire. Only high-ranking citizens have customized it.

qualifications.

Of course, a knife couldn't scare him. He just didn't quite understand that on this planet, in addition to the Shengzongya clan, there were also senior citizens of the Brilliant Empire. What on earth could attract these noblest races of Dajinwei?

Are you willing to risk your life to snatch it?

This matter must be understood, otherwise, he will not be able to sleep peacefully!

This idea flashed through my mind. I rolled it three times in a row and dodged three sword lights. I finally had a chance to take a look. I couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Yu Sheng level! This time, it can be concluded that senior citizens of the Brilliant Empire are participating.

Come in."

This person is definitely at the mid-level Overlord level. I don’t know what kind of weird skills he has practiced. The surface of the mecha is surrounded by a circle of gloomy death energy. In the light of the sword, the death energy overflows from the cross-cutting movement, forcing him to do it again.

Jumped upside down and jumped dozens of meters.

The Yusheng-class mecha was too fast, and the Overlord's strength was not fake. It kept following behind it, and another sword light swept out.

"Are you really pushing your limits?" Feng Xingchen was furious, his fighting spirit burning. He took a deep breath, slipped the sword from his hand, twisted around, and blocked it!

"Dang!" There was a loud noise, and Yu Sheng's speeding body was shocked for a moment.

But Feng Xingchen was knocked back dozens of meters and escaped from the circle.

The two mechas were superimposed to a height of four meters, dozens of meters apart, and neither one continued to launch attacks. Instead, they stared at each other.

A few seconds later, Feng Xingchen slowly moved his right foot forward a few dozen centimeters, pointed his sword at the ground, and raised his chin at the opponent, "Let's take action. Let me take a closer look, the tenth-level civilized overlord,

What kind of strength does it have!"

"Remember, my name is Desheng!" The mecha master was slightly angry, but he never dared to underestimate the human who looked much weaker in front of him.

He carefully dragged the long knife behind him, bowed slightly, and suddenly jumped up. The weapon-breaking knife made by a top expert kept dragging it like this, and no one knew when he would release it.

Feng Xingchen also jumped out in a flash, but his Po Que was completely hidden behind him.

The two people's movements were exactly the same. It seemed that they had very similar ideas. They planned to get close and make a success with one move.

Desheng's mouth showed a cruel smile. The man in front of him had a very high level of mecha control, but what could he do? Mechas are not only about control skills, but also about personal strength. What does a person who relies on sniper long-range strikes do?

Are you seeking death if you confront the Overlord face to face?

The two of them were so fast that they entered the attack range of the knife in an instant. Desheng waved one hand, and the sharp sword light was like lightning across the night, and it went straight to Feng Xingchen's neck.

Feng Xingchen sneered, and he would be a fool to resist the Yu Sheng level controlled by the Overlord. However, he could do more actions.

The Poque Sword faced Desheng with a powerful slashing motion. However, at the moment when the two knives were about to collide, he slightly twisted the blade and quietly used a Tai Chi force-relieving technique to pull the heavy sword force.

Cross from the side.

"Not good!" Desheng knew that this move was careless.

Fortunately, he has rich experience in actual combat. He did not use all his strength in this slashing of the sword. He only stood firm in an instant, turned left, and swept out with his left hand.

But he was fooled again.

With Feng Xingchen's mental strength and experience, he had already calculated all of this, led the mecha to make a short and large move, appeared behind Desheng, and kicked out.

Desheng never expected that the mecha could perform a seemingly teleporting trajectory. He was startled and at the same time gritted his teeth. The Overlord Domain was born in response to his thoughts and erupted from his vest.

"Bang!"

Feng Xingchen seems to be at the peak of the seventeenth level, but he has been refined by the true god's energy and constructed a complete chaos pattern of Yuanli. After being squeezed hard from inside and outside, his physical fitness is no worse than that of the peak hegemon.

This kick forcefully kicked Desheng away, but he himself was only knocked back two steps.

At this moment, Desheng's face was full of weirdness, and he could not accept such a result at all!

Level seventeen...how could it be so powerful?

He slowly turned his head, squinted, and once again looked at Feng Xingchen's relatively thin mecha. This was definitely a warbone-level sniper mecha mass-produced by the Holy Sect. It was controlled by a grand master. How could it be compared to the one that had been passed through countless times?

Adjustment, a Yusheng-level battle that is more suitable for your close combat characteristics?

Waves of unbearable shame arose. Deep down in his heart, he was filled with ferocious murderous intent. His face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water. He had already made up his mind to take out the Overlord Level Domain and capture Feng Xingchen with thunderous force to wash away the shame!

Within the body, the overlord-level internal energy that has been condensed to a high level is running rapidly. The center of gravity of the body is lowered, and a circle of sharp energy rises, splitting the ground and everything around it.

"Are you angry?" Feng Xingchen was extremely contemptuous, but his eyes became as sharp as swords. Deep in his heart, fighting spirit burned, and he snorted coldly, "Okay, let's try your field!"

A wall of mellow air slowly extended out, ready for a head-on confrontation.

"Death!" Desheng shouted, his body stretched into an afterimage, and he jumped forward forty or fifty meters. When he reached this position, the area expanded crazily.

“It’s not certain who will die!”

Feng Xingchen also wanted to expand his field.

Click!

The two realms collided, like thousands of horses galloping, and huge shocks overflowed!

"Superimposed fields!" Desheng was so shocked that his heart twitched and he almost blurted out.

The pinnacle grand master may be able to cultivate the overlay field, but how can it contain such terrifying power?

His fighting spirit also emerged, and he suddenly let out a deafening roar. The strong body of the mecha rose into the sky and flew down!

"Playing like an eagle? Do you really think I'm a rabbit?" Feng Xingchen's whole body was full of energy, his squinted eyes suddenly widened, and his sword was pointed at the sky!

"Death!" Desheng's domain extended in a straight line, and behind this cone-like domain were layers of sword light.

"interesting!"

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Feng Xingchen's mouth, and he moved his fingers slightly. Two mechas suddenly appeared in front of him.

One of them, holding a weapon that looked like an energy gun, quickly retreated and fired two blue balls of light at him. The other one, holding a long spear, took a step forward,

Stab it straight through hard.

Desheng was shocked and had to admire Feng Xingchen's superb reaction speed and intricate design, each of which was astonishing.


Chapter completed!