"So hard." Xuanyuan Che frowned, took a step back, and leaned against Liu Yue. Liu Yue had no internal strength, so she might be at a disadvantage.
Such hard things, with their sharp weapons and internal strength, could only shake them a little bit. Oh my God, what are these things made of?
"Hurry up." As soon as Xuanyuan Che finished speaking, Dugu Ye's cold voice suddenly sounded, concise and powerful, going straight to the center of the problem.
Looking at each other, without saying a word, everyone waved their swords and rushed towards the front of the aisle.
The copper man has thick skin and cannot move when he cuts it. If this happens, they will definitely suffer the consequences. The slower they are, the more dangerous they will be. If they get entangled with them, it will be difficult to escape.
In an instant, it became clear that the powerful people among them gave up their previous attitude of underestimating the enemy and being negligent, and mustered up their full energy to deal with them.
But seeing the sword light dancing, he quickly fought away among the bronze men.
The place was filled with glittering golden light and murderous aura.
The sound of the turning of the windlass gradually came from all directions, and after a moment it was as if it was ringing in my ears at any time. I couldn't tell where it came from. Gulu, Gulu, it kept ringing, filling the entire corridor.
This is the sound of the machine's windlass opening.
The dance of the bronze man is fierce and fierce, very organized and not chaotic at all.
But behind them, where they were connected to the wall, there were countless windlass turning, pulling the bronze men to make any movement.
The advance and retreat were quite fast and absolutely tenacious. Even when Xuanyuan Che rushed forward and slashed with his sword, there was no damage at all and the bronze men continued to attack.
Not afraid of pain, not afraid of cuts, and the coordination between everyone is perfect. The first bronze man draws his sword, and the latter one definitely draws the knife. The one in front uses his hand, and the one behind immediately uses his feet. They completely complement each other and never stop.
For a while, Liu Yue was having a hard time waiting.
"Bang." There was a muffled sound, Yun Zhao's body trembled from the beating, and a large piece of skin was broken on his leg, but he did not dare to stop and rushed forward.