National Luck: Iron Man, the mechanical army sweeps everything

On the national battlefield, Sister Bao'er and others spared no effort to attack the Luoshu Tower of Immortality.

"Young Master! Young Master!!"

The witch was crazy, attacking the pagoda regardless of consumption.

Even Uncle Ninth's zombies kept sticking their palms.

However, although the surface of the Luoshu Immortal Tower is made of paper, it can withstand all their attacks.

"let me!"

Sister Baoer stood up in the air with a solemn expression.

She folded her palms in front of her chest and pushed them out violently.

"Boom~~~"

A huge shock wave was launched from Sister Baoer's palms.

It is her special skill.

It's just that this time, Sister Bao'er looked serious, she didn't shout the name of the move, and she didn't laugh like before.

She knew that Qin Feng was in extreme danger.

In the Luoshu Immortal Tower, Cang Yang felt that the magic weapon was being violently attacked, and he felt uncomfortable.

After all, the energy needed by the magic weapon is provided by him.

And once it is broken, he will definitely suffer an extremely strong backlash.

Therefore, Cang Yang wants to get rid of this strange brat in the shortest possible time.

"Kid, die!"

With a loud shout, Cang Yang was good at playing.

"Falling Maple Wind Blade!"

His present is constantly spinning on the top of his head, with his hands in the posture of making a fist.

snort!
Boy, let's see if you die! !
A huge whirlwind takes shape inside the tower.

Pieces of disc-sized wind blades condensed in the air.

The power is so strong that Qin Feng has never seen it before.

"Sure enough, the founders are different."

Qin Feng sighed.

"Dangdangdang!"

Pieces of wind blades hit the psionic armor and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Sir, each attack exceeds the armor's absorption threshold by 52%."

Jarvis reminded.

"The armor continues to be damaged."

On the HUD, a damage ratio value began to be displayed.

0.8%...

1.9%...

2.7%...

As time goes by, the value gets higher and higher.

Qin Feng can feel it without looking at the value. The psychic armor is being attacked with a loud sound, and the damaged area of ​​the outer layer is getting bigger and bigger.

There were even sparks bubbling nonstop.

This is a manifestation of loss penetrating through the spiritual layer and hurting the electric layer.

However, the psionic core was charged with a lot of energy.

The charging sign flashed wildly, and the energy column had already reached the red area.

It means that if it is not released, the energy core cannot be absorbed temporarily, and the excess aura will be released.

Also surprised was Cang Yang.

"Huh? Why did the old man's wind blade disappear?"

He clearly felt that his wind blades kept decreasing.

Due to the reduction of wind blades, the newly condensed wind blades consumed a lot of his aura.

"Bastard, you also know the evil skills of that demon cultivator?!"

Reminiscent of the performance of the witch before, Cang Yang finally reacted.

This kid is truly terrifying!
With only a mid-stage cultivation base, he was able to fight the old man for so long with such a miraculous armor.

If I don't get rid of it today, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles in the future!
Seeing Qin Feng's battle armor kept flashing sparks, he immediately regained his confidence.

"Look how long you can last!"

"die!"

Immediately, the power of the Luofeng wind blade increased by a large amount.

"Sir, damage..."

Before Jarvis finished his report, Qin Feng said:

"Never mind the damage, the Luofeng wind blade is the strongest, I'll fuck him!"

Qin Feng became ruthless, and today he will fight to the death with him.

"Yes, sir, it is on."

While Jarvis answered, he also activated the Fallen Maple Wind Blade.

In an instant, another tornado took shape inside the tower.

"What... what?"

Cang Yang was stunned when he saw the secret technique Qin Feng performed.

He didn't even almost interrupt the formula in his hand.

"Bastard, how do you know the secret technique created by the old man?!"

Cang Yang asked.

His secret technique was never spread to outsiders, and even in Fallen Maple Valley, disciples with average aptitude were not qualified to practice it.

Even those who are qualified to practice may not necessarily be able to learn it.

Even his eldest disciple, namely He Cun, had studied for nearly a hundred years before he mastered this secret technique.

And what about the kid in front of him?
The Fallen Maple Wind Blade he used was so powerful!
I'm afraid that in this world, apart from myself, the only one who can exert the power of Luofeng's wind blade to such an extent is the kid in front of him.

Cang Yang was completely confused...

How did he learn it in such a short time?

How did you get the skills?
Could this kid also search for souls?
For a moment, many questions flashed in Cang Yang's mind.

However, what made him a little disappointed was that it was really ridiculous that an enemy was his best disciple.

Qin Feng also knows the "Luofeng Sword Art" created by him, and he has practiced to the point of proficiency.

If Cang Yang knew about it, I don't know how he would feel.

Dangdang!
Two tornadoes, one large and one small, collided and canceled each other.

However, Cang Yang's power is stronger, even so, the remaining power of the wind blade, when hit on the psychic armor, did not exceed the threshold of absorbing damage.

Qin Feng put away the immortal sword, and exchanged for one of the few good swords in the space ring.

"Continue to output the wind blade, I will kill this old dog!"

"Yes, sir."

After saying that, Qin Feng rushed forward.

Seeing this, Cang Yang's eyelids twitched.

"You can maintain the output of the secret art without using the art? How did you do it!"

Qin Feng slashed in front of him in a blink of an eye, and Cang Yang had no choice but to withdraw his magical powers.

Start with the fairy sword, raise the sword to block.

when!
With one blow, his figure was shaken straight back.

Cang Yang looked cold.

The strength of this kid is really strong!
Under the play of "Thirteen Swords of Qianyuan", Qin Feng became more and more brave as he fought.

This saber technique is based on attacking instead of defending, one knife is more ruthless than the other, it is a completely life-threatening style of fighting.

And the further back the saber technique, the stronger the power.

Dangdang!
Cang Yang not only had to avoid the wind blade, but also resist the long knife that Qin Feng cut over.

For a while, I was a little stretched and quite embarrassed.

boom!
Qin Feng didn't stick to the sword technique, as long as there was a gap, he hit the opponent's old face with a left uppercut.

Cang Yang was punched far away by a powerful punch, and hit the inner wall of Luoshu Immortal Tower with a bang.

The pagoda swayed for a while.

Outside the tower, the people who felt the movement became even more nervous.

Sister Bao'er was not stingy about spending, and opened up the power of the soul-enthusiastic power to the strongest.

The psychic cluster cannon also continued to bombard.

"tui!"

Cang Yang spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed:

"Bastard, what kind of knife technique can still use fists?"

Qin Feng grinned, "I use whatever I want, you old bastard who sticks to the rules, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

When Cang Yang heard this, he couldn't help secretly praising it.

good boy!
Sure enough, it is good to be young, think outside the box, and not be bound by rules and regulations.

At this moment, he was even a little envious of Qin Feng.

Just as he was sighing, Qin Feng attacked again.

"Even so, you can't beat this old man!"

Trembling for a moment, Cang Yang has adapted to Qin Feng's methods.

Moreover, although the saber technique he uses is powerful, it seems to be just a few strokes back and forth.