After hearing the rumbling explosion, Liu Tiancang and Jiang Yueling glanced at the large crater made on the ground, then immediately turned back and continued to attack the Shepherd Sect attackers.

Liu Tiancang is not an apocalypse, so he puts all his energy into martial arts training. He has mastered many schools and tactics, and can flexibly choose according to different environments.

His energy and blood surged, and he bent forward, his center of gravity was extremely low, and every time he stepped on the ground, he would create a small hole of a few centimeters, and he would smash into pieces no matter how large the modified vehicle was.

This is the famous combat technique of the bionic school, "Crazy Swallowing Pillar", which is very suitable for killing enemies that are weaker than you but are extremely numerous.

Jiang Yueling on the other side is much more elegant than Liu Tiancang. The space control inherited from her family allows her to perfectly disguise herself as a high-level apocalypse. She can take away large areas of the Shepherd Sect with just a swipe of her finger by folding the space.

of riders.

However, the lawless sect that still lives in the wilderness outside the city has become extremely tenacious. Under the protection of the huge modified vehicles, many people broke through the interception line formed by Liu Tiancang and Jiang Yueling and rushed to the side of the speeding Utopia Express.

After withstanding the first round of thermal weapon attacks, the Shepherd Sect smashed the train's glass and rushed in armed with small weapons and short knives.

"Fighters! Contestants! Fight back!"

The guard's senior colonel-level officer's eyes were red, and his murderous intent was almost solidified. He pulled out the three short metal sticks from his waist. After the sound of hinges clicking, a red-tasseled spear appeared in his hand. He jumped out of the train, with his feet firmly on the ground.

Nailed firmly on the surface of the car wall, the spear rolled like a dragon, constantly piercing the incoming enemies.

——Martial arts masters rarely use hot weapons. Their fists are the sharpest spears!

The soldiers obeyed the orders and calmly loaded their ammunition and kept shooting. The young contestants relied more on their hand-to-hand combat abilities, wandering between the carriages and killing the intruding shepherd believers.

If you take a bird's eye view from above, you can see the modified vehicles in the billowing yellow dust like man-eating black ants, madly ramming into the silver train. Thanks to the extremely high safety of the Utopia Express, it will not derail easily, and the soldiers and competitors inside

Only those who resist bravely will not be overthrown by the "ant colony".

However, everyone knows that no matter how impressive the results on their side are, it will not have much impact on the final outcome.

In the federal era, the final outcome of a war was often determined by the highest combat power of both sides.

…

Amidst the billowing dust, a figure slowly emerged from the pit. After Shen Bai saw it clearly, he let out an interesting click and stood still at high altitude.

The burly man in the skull helmet still rides on the rough muscle motorcycle. Even the fierce attack as heavy as a mountain can't hurt him, but the black riveted tights are covered in dust.

The knight's hand suddenly twisted, and the rear wheel of the motorcycle turned again. An invisible track seemed to appear in the air, and people and motorcycles rushed up together.

"Excellent force-relieving skills...Xiaobai, you are the main attacker, and I will be responsible for killing with one hit."

"good."

Shen Bai smiled heartily and walked towards the motorcycle. In less than a tenth of a second, the two collided again.

This time, Shen Bai paid close attention and took a special look at the burly man's body. Sure enough, he found something wrong.

The moment his flaming palms came into contact with the black tights, the clothes on the opposite side rolled like waves, undulating back and forth at high speed, constantly dispersing his huge power into the air, with less than half of his power passing through.

"Is this a combat skill? Or some kind of apocalyptic ability?"

A thought flashed in Shen Bai's mind, but his hand movements did not pause at all. The golden flames burned every inch of his skin, making the hardness of his muscles and bones insanely strengthened.

The stormy attacks poured on the knight, and the black riveted tights kept undulating. His counterattack was strange. Because he was riding a motorcycle, it was difficult for the knight's lower body to exert force, but as the tires rotated, the knight's body Like a spinning tumbler, he can often swing his fist from unexpected angles.

However, when it comes to pure explosions, Shen Bai's [Tyrant] has an absolute advantage. He barely dodges and resists the knight's counterattack, pouring out flames and power.

Large swaths of golden flames appeared high in the sky, like huge golden lotuses. The heat penetrated the air and heated the earth.

When the knight's black tights started to smell burnt, Shen Bai was already a little exhausted. It also took a lot of energy to resist the damage. The golden color in his eyes gradually dimmed and turned into flickering candlelight.

However, he was not worried at all and still poured out the flames because behind him, there were trustworthy comrades.

"middle!"

The girl's scream sounded, the clouds in the sky disappeared, and the golden spear named "Gangnir" flashed away, passed through the space with a bang, and hit the knight's waist from bottom to top.

With a stabbing sound, the knight finally broke through his defense, his tights were torn, and the golden spear penetrated his body fiercely, leading him to rush towards the sun.

If nothing goes wrong, even if the knight does not die, he will be taken to an ultra-high altitude and eventually die of hypothermia and lack of oxygen.

But the faces of Shen Bai and Fenghua Lian didn't have much of a sense of relaxation. They still stood in the air, looking up.

In just a short moment, they all saw what was underneath the riveted tights.

——It’s empty, just air.

Shen Bai was speechless and in the mood to joke:

"Feng Junzuo, could it be that the motorcycle has become a spirit?"

"It's unlikely. Have you forgotten that a hypoxic environment can force him to act? Space transfer, possession of machinery, remote control... these apocalyptic abilities can all do this."

"It's boring. I thought we could fight the motorcycle monster today."

"Xiao Bai, I am a staunch materialist." Fenghua Lian waved the clouds in the sky and relaxed the muscles in his shoulders:

"This kind of not-so-weird thing can't destroy my world view."

"Hey..." Shen Bai chuckled, took the time to regain his strength, and replied:

"I'm very lazy, and I prefer to think more simply... For example, our Apocalypse ability, I think, is just a gift given by a certain god."

Feng Hua Lian shrugged and put forward different opinions on this:

"Maybe there are gods in this world, but I think the so-called gods are just extremely powerful creatures. As for the Apocalypse... it may be an unstable genetic mutation, or some mysterious substance that has changed something deeper..."

boom!

While the two were talking, the motorcycle went away and came back. The rider on it had disappeared, and even the iconic skull helmet was gone. Only the heavy motorcycle remained.

Even without a driver, the rear wheel of the motorcycle is still spinning wildly, grinding the air into white smoke.
Chapter completed!