National Luck: Iron Man, the mechanical army sweeps everything

As soon as the news of the killing came out, the guards became even more panicked.

The alliance negotiations between them have been repeatedly killed by news, which has advanced a lot of progress.

In the end, even George, who was arrogant and arrogant, had to nod in agreement.

The people on the blue star were even more sweating for the guards.

Originally, the defensive impact was enough to drink a pot, but now some otherworldly cultivators are brought in? !

Wen Zhengyang pulled out his sword, and wiped off the blood on Hans' body in disgust.

Then he took out the communication beads and said:

"Senior Brother Du, I've dealt with another native, 3 more. According to that mysterious voice, I'm still 17 away from being teleported back to the sect!"

During the words, Wen Zhengyang was looking forward to it.

Just after finishing speaking, a message was sent back from the message beads.

"Junior Brother Wen, congratulations, I only killed two people, and there are still 38 people left!"

Wen Zhengyang comforted: "Brother, don't worry, although these natives are as strong as in the late stage of Qi refining.

But none of them are cultivators, and they don't have a trace of spiritual energy in their bodies.

With senior brother's cultivation base, isn't killing them as easy as killing pigs? "

"Junior Brother Wen will contact you again. It seems that someone is here."

Hearing this, Qin Feng became anxious.

"Jarvis, put the power to the maximum, I want to hear the answer from the communicator in his hand."

"Sir, it's already at the maximum."

Even so, he still couldn't hear the other party's reply.

At this moment, Wen Zhengyang put away the message beads.

He raised his head and looked left and right.

Finally, he glanced at the branch of the tree where the drone was.

Finally, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

He said to himself: "Who is there..."

On the ground, Hans' supplies exploded all over the place.

Wen Zhengyang already had experience. The first two times he killed the aborigines, a lot of things would automatically fall out.

He also thought that after the death of people in this world, the storage ring would self-destruct.

So I didn't take it to heart.

He picked up the supplies on the ground with his sword, but there was nothing he liked.

"md! A group of ground turtles! Not even a low-grade spirit stone."

Wen Zhengyang cursed, then took out a spirit stone, and meditated on the spot to absorb the spirit stone and restore his spiritual energy.

As soon as he landed, he received a reminder from the battlefield that he would be hunted down by the defenders of this world.

And, if he can kill 20 guardians, he can be teleported back.

Although I don't know what a guardian is, but since it's a hunt, it shouldn't be a good thing.

So as soon as Wen Zhengyang appeared, he fled wildly regardless of consumption.

It wasn't until he killed three people in a row that he realized that the guardians were these rubbish who didn't know how to practice.

"It made me waste so much spiritual energy!"

Wen Zhengyang complained that he was about to enter the trance state to recover.

Suddenly, Hans' body in front of his eyes collapsed into dots and disappeared before his eyes.

Wen Zhengyang was so frightened that he peed immediately, and quickly stood up to check.

But there was Hans' body at the scene.

He remembered what Hans said before he died.

"resurrection?"

Now Wen Zhengyang was finally convinced that the other party was not talking nonsense.

He took out the message beads, "Brother! This lower realm is weird!
They die and can be resurrected!You must be careful! "

As soon as the words fell, a man in iron armor inlaid with gold in red appeared in midair.

Wen Zhengyang had never seen such an iron man before. While shocked, he reported the situation to his brother.

"Senior Brother Du, it turns out that this lower realm is the lower realm of technological civilization that the ancestors said! I saw a man in iron armor, a man in iron armor who can fly!!"

After finishing speaking, he put the message beads back into the space ring, and then drew out his sword.

The Iron Armored Man he was talking about was none other than Qin Feng!

Qin Feng was suspended in mid-air, looking at the people from the cultivation world.

"Natives, how dare you look down on me from a high position!"

Wen Zhengyang is only in the late stage of Qi refining, even though he is the arrogance of the sect, personally passed down by Gu Zhu.

But if you leave the sect, you will be the dregs of the dregs.

Even so, Wen Zhengyang still enjoys being in front of the natives of the lower realms, putting on airs and calling himself 'this seat'!
That taste is so refreshing!
Qin Feng sneered, "This nima is interesting, being called an aborigine by the aborigines!"

Qin Feng considers himself a son of luck who traveled across the earth.

You rubbish are all nourishment for my upgrade!
How dare you call Lao Tzu a native? !

I saw Wen Zhengyang running his spiritual energy and soaring into the sky.

He flew towards Qin Feng in a daze, the long sword in his hand was full of aura.

There is a sword in the face.

"die!"

Qin Feng's brows jumped: "Good guy, it's a killer move as soon as you come!"

While speaking, the booster on his back violently ejected plasma.

The main propellers of the hands and feet are fully powered at the same time, and the acceleration is increased to the maximum.

This is the only way to escape!

hum!
Wen Zhengyang slashed through the air with his sword, and the long sword rubbed against the air, creating a buzzing sound.

He and Qin Feng passed by, and Qin Feng took advantage of the situation and kicked back.

boom!
Kicked the opponent in the back of the vest.

However, the familiar sensuality did not come, and Qin Feng felt as if he had kicked on the steel plate.

In the blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the back of Wen Zhengyang who was kicked out, and a phantom like a green turtle shell flashed past.

Wen Zhengyang was kicked out and flew a long way before he stopped.

The Blue Star world was in an uproar.

: "Damn it, God of Qin is cowhide."

: "Fuck you bastard!"

: "As soon as they meet, they will kill each other, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp."

: "Cheating! Damn! Fighting with God Qin, he actually got a turtle shell! I'll take a screenshot and report him!"

: "wtf, is Dragon Kingdom Qin Feng so strong?"

: "No! Impossible! Even the golden talent has been killed in seconds, how can he single-handedly beat the otherworldly cultivators!"

Netizens of Longguo are excited one by one.

Some foreign people who are selfless and immortal all want to pull out their eyeballs and paste them on the screen to see clearly.

Actually, Qin Feng of Dragon Kingdom has the upper hand?
At this time, Wen Zhengyang also stared at Qin Feng in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

"You are obviously not a cultivator, why can you escape the attack of this seat?!"

Not only did Qin Feng escape his full blow, but he still had the strength to fight back.

Can a technologically civilized person fight himself to this point?
Wen Zhengyang felt it again and confirmed that there was no trace of aura flowing on Qin Feng's body.

"It turned out to be a problem with your armor!!"

He finally reacted.

"Then I will tear your armor apart!"

"Jarvis, replay the phantom that flashed over the target just now." Qin Feng ignored Wen Zhengyang's rhetoric, but was investigating his hole cards.

Know thyself, ever-victorious!

"Yes, sir."

In the scene where the green turtle’s back flashed just now, the 14 drones that were lurking in the surrounding area took pictures from various angles.

After filtering by Jarvis, 14 high-definition images of green turtle back phantoms were displayed on the HUD.

"Sir, it looks like a defensive armor from the cultivation world."

Jarvis speculated.

Qin Feng smiled, "It's not a battle armor, they call it a magic weapon!"

Get rich now! !

"Sir, I suggest you fight on the ground, the air is not good for you."

Qin Feng smiled, "Really? But it's true that it's not very beneficial to armor."