Chai Anping's eyes wandered around, and he soon discovered his target - a pile of huge tires built together. They seemed to be accessories originally loaded on some giant transport vehicle. Each one was more than three meters in diameter and had a rubber surface.
The lines have long since been smoothed away, leaving only patches of cracks.
"You are the one!"
He rushed forward and picked up a tire, which together with the rusty wheel hub weighed hundreds of kilograms.
"Hey! The wheels are rolling!"
He suddenly raised the wheel and kicked it towards the thunder marsh.
All the Hex mechas that tried to intercept were hacked away by Chai Anping. Even with the cannonballs fired from a distance, he had no choice. Fortunately, these wind- and rain-soaked garbage withstood the pressure, and the wheels rolled to the center of the thunder swamp before they collided.
Stop at an empty oil drum.
Originally, Richards wanted to control the mecha to destroy the tire, but after receiving Dan Patrick's signal, he did not take action.
"I really want to talk to the youngest earl in Demacia in recent decades."
Dan Patrick's fingers danced nimbly, like two crystal butterflies, flying up and down.
"He has reached his limit. Letting him go will only lead to death."
The three people in the cage next to them didn't even react at all when they heard this.
Richards glanced at the cage from the corner of his eye and saw the two little girls cowering with blood all over the floor, while the older one sat in a daze, with blood stains left from the wound treatment in his hands.
"Boom! Boom!"
Chai Anping turned around and kicked two more big tires. In order to gain strength from these three areas, he was shot hard, punched twice in the back, and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Even now, it’s sheer nonsense to still want white clothes to beat the snow, to be so beautiful and beautiful in seconds. Chai Anping’s clothes have been stretched by himself, hammered by mechas, and bombarded by shock waves. They have long been turned into tatters.
On my body, my face was completely black, I was choked by gunpowder smoke, and then I wiped it with sweat, and I looked like something from an anti-Japanese film and television drama.
Not even "demeanor"!
He took a breath with some difficulty, feeling that he had never drained the alchemical magic power so completely in his life.
Immediately, his eyes became bright again, the final alchemical magic power surged, and the magic power copying ability chose the ratio that would increase his speed the most!
"It's a last ditch effort... I wonder how Caitlin is doing now?"
Before, several unique gunshots could be heard in succession to judge her survival, but now there was silence outside the battlefield, which made people worried.
but……
He tightened the long knife in his hand, and the cold light penetrated people.
Dan Patrick smiled and pursed his lips: "Look, the head of the Richards family, he is ready to fight for his life."
"Ahaha..." Richards smiled a little reluctantly: "Master Dan, facing a dying beast, it would be inappropriate to let him attack us, right?"
"This courage is also the best whetstone for tempering oneself, Head of the Richards family." Dan Patrick said with a smile: "This is an extremely valuable life experience!"
"Haha... This is the pursuit of you young people. I am already old, and all I pursue is the prosperity and stability of my family." Richards chuckled and said, "It's better to leave the stage to you young people."
Dan Patrick snorted softly: "The head of the Richards family can stay a little further away, and he won't look frightened later!"
Although he knew that Dan Patrick was mocking him, Richards really wished he could stay away from the man who could attack the Hex mecha.
"Then I'm going to sort out the surrounding defense lines." He said with a smile, "In case this earl has some way to escape..."
Dan Patrick smiled indifferently, and after Richards walked away with his fat body shaking, he looked at a corner beside him and said: "Bennett, this should be the last time in this life that I realize the meaning of form."
'It's an opportunity, and it's also an excellent opportunity given by God."
"Yes! Master!" Bennett walked out with excitement in his eyes: "I must seize the opportunity!"
His military career when he was young did not allow him to successfully comprehend the existence of "form and meaning". Noxians have always advocated comprehending strength from killing, but unfortunately he obviously did not have this talent. It was not until middle age that his Qi and Blood
When he began to lose strength, he finally left the army and became a servant of the Patrick family, responsible for protecting Dan Patrick's safety.
At this time, Chai Anping was obviously on the verge of reaching his limit, and his strength was not as good as when he first arrived. He had been observing Chai Anping's sword strikes. The power of his "Snowstorm Style" was gradually decreasing, but the meaning contained in it was not the same.
It will be reduced by half, which gives him the opportunity to experience it for himself.
This unformed form and meaning is the most nourishing thing for him!
"Go and meet life and death again. Daniel will help you. Don't have any worries. Count Gracie has only the power of one sword left." Dan Patrick warned: "As long as you succeed, my words in the family will
Quan will be able to reach a higher level!"
"I will live up to the expectations of the young master!"
Bennett knelt down on one knee and spoke sincerely and gratefully.
"very good."
Dan Patrick smiled knowingly.
Down below, Chai Anping didn't know what they were talking about, and it didn't matter to him.
He knew that there must still be many ambushes above Thunder Marsh, otherwise they would not be able to let him leave this ambush circle.
but--
None of this matters!
At this moment, he felt his chest getting hotter and hotter, just like the most primitive impulse when he accepted Stewart's Blade of Despair.
I have a knife in my hand, and you are in front.
Young Master, you might as well try to see if the knife in my hand is sharp!
Speaking of Chai Anping's sword skills, his only instructor was Stuart. Although he was a perverted murderer, he imparted to him without any reservation the courage, fearlessness, and even madness needed to learn sword skills.
He started running as fast as thunder.
Bennett held the cold sword upside down and stepped forward step by step.
His face was tense, his eyes were dark under his raised eyebrows, his temples were frosted, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be getting deeper.
Chai Anping stepped on the tire and jumped up in three steps. The Moonlight Sword seemed to be dragged behind him, leaving Yuehua behind him.
quick!
too fast!
Even Bennett could barely capture his figure at this time, so he could only squat down slightly to get into the best posture for drawing the sword.
Chai Anping once took the sword girl's instruction class. Although he changed to swordsmanship, the momentum was common to both parties, so he could see Bennett's specialness at a glance. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Since you want to follow
If you fight alone, then fight alone!
Let’s see who is whose whetstone!
He threw away other distracting thoughts, and Bennett seemed to be the only one left in front of his field of vision.
Bennett's body suddenly tensed up, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast, and his nameless sword trembled slightly. At this moment, he reached the peak of his momentum!
"drink!"
He shouted loudly, and the sword was about to be slashed out.
"Water cut style! Water cut!"
And Chai Anping's knife is far faster than him!
A thin wave composed of moonlight passed through the sky, and Bennett's eyes suddenly widened:
"Two forms...!"
The sword flashed and the heads were quietly separated.
The long sword that was charging didn't even have a chance to strike!