My Skills Are Not Serious

Chapter 1066 Killing and Piercing on the Ground

"Look, what is that?"

A Demon Race soldier who was 100 meters away from a core energy cannon raised his head inadvertently, then pointed to the gradually enlarged black spot in the sky, and shouted to his companions in surprise.

The companion followed his directions to look.

"Oh my god, that's a man, someone fell out of the sky."

The voice caught the attention of other soldiers, and they followed suit.

"How did this person fall from the sky?"

"I don't know, anyway, I think he's dead."

Most people don't think too much after seeing it, they just think that the person who fell from the sky is hopeless.

But others think it's not that simple.

"Look at the location where the man landed, could it be aimed at the energy cannon?"

"I think so too. He may have flying skills. He will stop when he is close to the energy cannon and then destroy it."

"If this is the case, then his strength will be terrifying."

"Then still watching? Hurry up and stop it."

But no one moved.

"Why go, if it is a strong man, let's go to die."

"That's right, no matter if that person falls to his death or goes for destruction, I won't go there."

"At least report it to the chief."

"It's too late, okay, while we're talking..."

"boom"

"...he just fell off."

The dust was flying, the shock wave was sweeping, and the smoke was billowing, engulfing all the soldiers of the Demon Race within 300 meters of the falling point, covering them up, and people outside the dust could only see the faint figures among them.

At the same time, the lightning that suddenly appeared on the ground extended from the ground of the falling point like a vine, wrapping around all the soldiers of the Demon Race within the range covered by the smoke.

At the center of the dust billowing up, nearby Demon Race soldiers saw a standing figure.

Beside that figure, there is a huge black shadow, which is an energy cannon without looking closely.

"No, someone is going to attack the core energy cannon."

"The gun is destroyed, and we all have to die."

Several soldiers of the Demon Race who were originally staying next to the energy cannon and were in charge of operating and guarding it, but were blown away by the shock wave brought by the falling figure, fell to the ground and roared.

But at this time, even if someone wanted to move, they couldn't move, because their bodies, hands and feet seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, with abnormal resistance. Even a simple movement of raising their hands was very laborious and slow as a turtle.

In this case, wanting to protect the core energy cannon is simply wishful thinking.

But that figure seemed to be in some kind of trouble, it didn't move at all, and didn't immediately attack the energy cannon two meters away.

The Demon Race soldiers were puzzled, but they didn't think much about it, they just tried their best to drive their bodies towards that side.

But at this moment, a long-handled weapon suddenly appeared in that figure's hand, and he swung it at the core energy cannon.

Then there was a cracking sound on the core energy cannon, and the demon soldiers felt a sudden in their hearts, knowing that the extremely important launch device on the core energy cannon had been destroyed.

"Damn it, the cannon destroyed us and we will be punished with our lives."

"Rush over and grab that person, so you might save your life."

The demon soldiers began to struggle crazily, and some awakened ones even aroused the elemental power of their bodies, but the lightning entangled in their bodies could not be offset like worms with bones.

And not long after the figure destroyed the launcher of the energy cannon, it began to stomp its feet, then jumped on one foot, and rushed towards the nearest demon-born soldier.

The people nearby saw the figure jumping in front of the Demon Race soldier, and then chopped off the soldier's head with a wave of the weapon in his hand.

At this time, outside the place where the dust was filled, the soldiers of the Demon Race surrounded the place. Because their vision was obstructed, they couldn't tell who was who. They were afraid of accidental injury, and the enemy didn't know their strength. They didn't rush in, but just watched on high alert. Those figures in the dust.

Then they saw a figure inside, jumping like a zombie at first, then gradually recovering, moving quickly among the demon soldiers.

As the figure moved, screams sounded, one by one representing the soldiers of the Demon Race, the head and body were separated, or broken into two.

The smoke and dust are the curtain, and the body is a shadow. The people outside can see it vaguely and vaguely, as if they are watching a picture of killing.

"No, save someone quickly."

Seeing his colleague being killed, a soldier of the Demon Race couldn't help but rushed in, but the dust was a bit confusing after he entered. Before he could see the location, suddenly the dust rolled around him, and a person with strange makeup rushed out of it.

The red face is like blood, and the black phoenix eyes are hooked. He looks murderous and mighty. In his hand is a strange long-handled knife, which is being chopped down by the wind.

The demon soldiers were taken aback, and before they had time to raise their weapons, they felt a pain in their necks, and then their vision rose, turned and fluctuated, and finally fell into the darkness when they saw a headless corpse lying on the ground middle.

Needless to say, the murderer was Chen Fang.

Falling from the sky, he fixed his eyes on the energy cannon at first, but then felt it was wrong, and changed it to the nearby demon soldiers, launched a charge at an appropriate distance, and stopped the skill at the moment of contact, and it was a close call At this time, he launched "War Stomp", and used his skills to forcefully adjust his posture, and stepped heavily on the ground.

The unparalleled potential energy brought by the charge skill was superimposed on the war trampling. When Chen Fang stepped down, the power was also increased to the extreme, causing a dust explosion, and at the same time, the scope of the skill's radiation effect was also expanded several times.

It's also fortunate that his physique has been strengthened many times, and he is very strong. Otherwise, if he kicked down, his feet would be crippled.

Although it is not disabled, it should still be numb.

So he can't move for a while after landing.

He couldn't move his feet but could move his hands, so he drew a knife and smashed the launcher on the energy cannon two meters away from him.

Then, as a support, Chen Fang started to move after the left foot, which suffered the least side effects of the skill, recovered from numbness.

He hopped on one foot to kill the nearby demon soldiers. After his feet fully recovered, he activated his battle makeup skills to improve his output ability. The determined route, ready to destroy the next siege machine.

After a charge, Chen Fang came out of the smoke-filled place and faced the demon soldiers surrounded outside.

"Come out, kill."

Seeing Chen Fang appear, the soldiers of the Mozu tribe rushed over.

Facing the crowd of Mozu soldiers, Chen Fang didn't panic at all and didn't pay attention.

Summon the electric car, jump on the seat and stand up, pointing the knife with the right hand, and make a whisker with the left hand.

"A group of chickens and dogs."

The tires of the electric vehicle spun and wiped the ground, the rear wheels threw dirt and dug the ditch, and then rushed out, as fast as electricity.

Before the demon soldiers caught Chen Fang's figure, a black shadow flashed past, his head was thrown and his body was broken, and a bloody path opened out in the crowd.

The demon soldiers looked at the bloody road, the headless corpse that had lost its head, the head with a frightened expression, the remnant body that was cut in two, cut in half or cut in half, all of them had incomparable expressions on their faces. panic.

Looking at the back of Chen Fang who was killing towards the siege equipment in the distance, and the soldiers of the Demon Race who were dominated by fear near the blood road, silently suppressed the thought of chasing him.

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