Chapter 223

In soshiyang's eyes, the two soldiers became a virtual shadow of fierce movements. Chopping and stabbing were so changeable that they looked like choreographed dances.

Saul wielded double swords, each stroke with the speed and power that the champion could have, and sparked when he collided with the claws.

The other side responded with a more violent attack.

In the dark, more sparks danced around them and on the scarred equipment. When they drove each other back and forth on the metal frame, the ferocious duel became an exciting moment of light and darkness.

Of course, soshyang could not stand idly by. He had been watching the battlefield and waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, he found the flaw exposed by the other party in a second. The left side of the mysterious man was exposed because of Sol's clever block. Then Shengyan sword fell to each other like a meteor.

"Ha, sneak attack?"

But the man's reaction was incredible. After blocking Sol's continuous stabs, he jumped back in time.

Shengyan sword only struck a spark on the iron armor of the other party's splitting and hanging fist, and scorched the adjacent leather.

Then there was a crisp sound of metal falling in the dark.

"It's broken again..."

The man uttered a murmur, turned over and jumped at soshyang again.

Soshyang knew he didn't have Sol's technology and immediately took back the sword for playback, but the other party had bullied him in front of him, kicked him away and smashed him on the thick steam pipe.

With a loud bang, the diameter of the rusty metal pipe was dented and cracked. The hot steam washed soshiyang's power machine, making a mess of code jump out of his helmet tactical eyepiece.

The power of this foot is exaggerated to terrible. You know, an astate body with a power machine can weigh nearly half a ton.

But the man didn't stop and continued to attack. After dodging Sol's blade like a ghost, his claws rushed straight to soshyang's face.

Soshyang immediately bent down and rolled to avoid the fatal blow, and the floor broke when the metal gloves hit deeply.

Feeling the breath of the other side on his head, soshyang instinctively turned his action into an upward stab - if he could use both hands to hit, he might still have a chance.

But the truth is, he stabbed an empty hole.

Before soshyang got up from the ground, the mysterious man stranded in the air like a big bird suddenly kicked his feet down.

"Well -"

Soshyang immediately felt a mountain pressing on his back. His power armor made a terrible creak under the destructive force and pressed him on the ground.

Although he couldn't turn his head, soshyang could feel the man squatting on him, as if he had captured prey - he couldn't help thinking of the statue of the temple.

Then he heard the sound of metal rubbing, and the other party was gently scratching his helmet with his terrible claws.

The sound was so cold that it penetrated his eardrums and went straight to his soul.

"At least you're a little better than arajos..."

Soshyang didn't know who the other party was talking about, but the tone of contempt made him very angry.

While holding his breath, his hand slowly touched the grenade at his waist

But suddenly his body lightened.

The other party left, and then he heard a messy gunshot.

Sol drove away the shadow squatting on soshyang with a blaster pistol, and then tangled with the other party with a sword again.

The mysterious man waved his claw contemptuously, deflected the sword stabbed at his stomach, then stepped forward into the short-range engagement range, and smashed Sol's helmet with barbed metal gloves.

Sol retreated, the black goggles broke, and the ceramic steel was dented by thorns.

A thread of blood trickled down from the broken eyepiece, which was the first time soshyang saw sol bleeding.

With a successful blow, the mysterious man immediately cut the eagle emblem on Sol's chest with a sinister swing - if sol didn't get away in time, a string of blood and internal organs would be spilled.

Sol tried to fight back. His double swords danced on his hand. After blocking the claw, he went up along the other party's left shoulder and wanted to cut into the other party's covered head, but some were immediately blocked and locked by the claws of the huge gene stealer.

But a hot sword separated them.

Soshiyang also joined the regiment again, and the three extraordinary soldiers immediately scuffled together.

Boom!

But within ten seconds of their confrontation, the whole temple trembled with a loud noise, and gravel fell from the top of the head from time to time.

"Damn it!"

As if aware of what had happened, the shadow uttered a curse and darted into a corner.

Soon, soshyang heard the sound of heavy objects dragging.

The whole space suddenly became darker. Soshyang could only vaguely see the figure and dragged a long object out.

"Be careful..."

Sol whispered a warning and took a defensive stance.

A few seconds later, less than 50 meters from soshyang, the shadow stood firm again.

Soshyang carefully laid his sword across his chest. He didn't know what the other party was up to until sol suddenly shouted:

"Up!"

In the silence, there was a sudden roar. Soshyang heard it clearly. It was the sound of chain saw activation.

Then, the whole space trembled at the moment when the shadow fell from the sky.

Soshyan and sol raised their weapons at the same time.

For a moment, several weapons were twisted together, the will and body of their users were deadlocked, and the server of power armor also made a harsh friction sound.

Soshyang couldn't even see what the weapon was.

The ground under their feet began to burst, the rock plate bent and gave up resistance.

Finally, the power of savings erupted.

A thunderous impact bounced along the ground, and they separated fiercely, and sol flew straight out.

Soshyang rolled a few times and then fixed his body with a semi squatting posture, but the shadow also stood firm again and waved a huge weapon like a winged beast.

He roared in his mouth, grabbed and pulled the shadow behind him with invisible power, winding the bat like outline.

Soshiyang struggled to hold up one knee and clenched Shengyan sword with both hands.

His body was shaking, the gray pulp flowed through his blood vessels, and his heart shook as he dug deeper.

The empty silent field appeared, tearing up the tide of invisible psionics.

The shadow whispered in surprise, then just smiled and let the shadows dissipate. As shown in the picture, a vague, giggling ghost forced soshyang.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of drink, and there was a strong tremor in the temple again.

The shadow really stopped, only less than ten meters from soshyang.

Soshyang stood up and saw sol standing 100 meters away with his sword against a two person high metal can. He looked at it for a few seconds and immediately remembered the original name of the thing - the life support module.

Astrologers sleep in this life support cabin when they travel long distances.

"Sol tawitz, I don't remember you being such a mean man."

The mysterious man whispered with suppressed anger.

"It's lucky that you remember me."

Sol chuckled and confused soshyang.

"Instructor sol, do you know him?"

"Yes, why don't you? Do you want to keep hiding?"

Hearing Sol's words, the man didn't answer, but pulled off his leather cloak impatiently.

This is a tall man, wearing close fitting black leather clothes. Judging from his figure, he should still be an astat.

His face was thin, and there were two scars on his left forehead, cheek and corner of his mouth. No matter what his expression was, it was like a sneer.

It is difficult to tell his age from his appearance, but years have left many traces on him, including short gray hair and some wrinkles on his eyebrows and corners of his eyes.

What covered him was a set of primitive iron armor with obvious handmade traces. It was covered with thorns and leather, and some brand-new scars could be seen.

He was able to play with two astats in power armor when he was wearing power armor. Soshyan was a little shocked by his strength.

In his hand, he also held a huge chain saw halberd, which he had just used to suppress soshyang and sol at the same time.

"Soshyang, let me introduce you."

Sol pointed to the survival cabin with a sword in one hand and to the mysterious man with the other.

"The first company commander of the eighth legion, the commander of the black armour, one of the members of the night bat Council, the killer who killed many loyal warriors in the great rebellion, and the only guy in the scum pile who spoke like that, Prince crow, Yago sevitalyon."