This kind of plastic material can be stabilized by the driver's emotional fluctuations. And now Zhang Pojun's mental power fluctuates like a sharp sword. How dare you look at him?

Jiang Tiangong went through a lot of effort to get this material and install it on Zhang Pojun. If anyone can use this plastic material, Zhang Pojun is the first choice. As for the others, Wu Rui

No, although he has a strong will, he is still a person who relies on his body to fight.

Although Zhang Pojun is not weak in strength, his mecha piloting talent is more terrifying than his own physical talent.

It is not nonsense to say that God did not give birth to him.

Now, Zhang Pojun leads some of the remaining soldiers into the enemy army. Logically speaking, the enemy army that can be sent over is definitely strong. If the strength is average, then the gain will really outweigh the loss, and it will cost so much.

The price is paid to send people here.

Unable to exert maximum effect.

And as expected, when they encountered a counterattack, their response was indeed top-notch. For them, coming here means death. It is just the difference between dying early and dying later. Their mission is to do their best.

Possible damage.

But now, looking at the huge black mecha, each of them can feel its deep sense of oppression. That kind of feeling is really not something that ordinary mechas can exude.

Especially that extremely fierce sword intent, can this be condensed by normal people? Could it be that the person sitting in the driver's seat is a god-level powerhouse?

But it is understood that the person driving this mecha is the commander of the Sword God Fleet, a cosmic-level powerhouse. How can he have god-level strength?

But this powerful realistic influence makes them feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.

The commander of the corps looked at this scene solemnly and said: "Don't be in a daze. Follow the plan. Others will continue to destroy. The mission team will go to intercept. At any cost, your wives and children will get our civilization."

With such care, you will have no worries for the rest of your life!”

"Your Majesty!"

In an instant, the 80,000-strong regiment directly divided into 20,000 troops and attacked Zhang Pojun. Zhang Pojun looked at these people, there was not much expression on his face, some were just coldness, but the next sentence

, but it shocked many people: "Just these people want to stop me? Are they looking down on me too much?"

Being so arrogant is considered too arrogant among the human race, but it also depends on who is saying it.

In particular, there was one comment on an overseas forum that directly aroused everyone's knowing smile, but they also lamented that the rise of the human race was really too rapid.

"Ten years ago, there were so many people, we had to be prepared to die in battle!"

"Ten years later, these are the only people? Do they look down on me too much?"

Yes, that was the case with the human race back then. They were weak at that time, and any stronger civilization wanted to ride on their head and gain benefits.

Only with the presence of the god Xiang Ning could I endure the most difficult days.

Now, times have changed. As the nine major governing civilizations, the human race felt a bit unworthy of its name before. However, from the things that the human race has done for outsiders, many civilizations have recognized the human race. This recognition is not

Simply use force.

Closer to home, such a domineering speech made them feel once again that every strong person in the human race is top-notch, and no one is weak.

When he arrived at the combat area, Zhang Pojun controlled the mecha and stretched it out behind him. Behind him, there was a long sword that was forty meters long. This sword was named Tiangong and was carried by Jiang Tiangong himself.

Their apprentices forged it bit by bit.

No one has touched it during this period, so it is truly a heavenly sword.

Its sword is eight meters wide. This long sword is not a long sword in the traditional sense, just a sword, but has many devices on it. As long as Zhang Pojun's mental power is connected, then according to the existing

Change the settings to change the form.

At this time, the long sword was in the form of an epee, like an iron pestle. According to Jiang Tiangong, this was an epee without an edge and could be called a blunt weapon.

The next moment, the sound of gold and iron clashed, and the components of the long sword in his hand began to gather on the blade, forming an extremely weird long sword that looked like a giant axe.

"Let me see if you can block my slash!"

"Crossover! Shentu!" In an instant, a large number of particles spurted out. The particle torrent rushed out like water, bursting out mist, and saw the mecha's long sword waving down, even if no one was under the long sword.

, you can also feel it. If you were hit by that sudden blow, even the gods would not be able to feel it easily.

"No, the space is distorted!" The commander looked at him and waved his hand in the void. He didn't hit anyone at all, but that blow hit the space, just like an air compression cannon, although it had nothing substantial.

, such as stone cannonballs, etc.

However, the air is compressed to the extreme and is still extremely lethal within a certain distance.

But now, this is directly acting on space.

In an instant, the hundreds of soldiers from Cangze Regiment who rushed forward were like leaves in the strong wind, being torn to pieces, yes, torn to pieces, not being knocked upside down or something like that.

It's like being ground into pieces, like being thrown into a meat grinder, it's just this one blow.

Although it looks spectacular, it doesn't seem to be too shocking in the eyes of others.

However, what they didn't know was that Jiang Tiangong was already scolding: "This is how this weapon is used? It can't even deform properly. Just give it back to me! Don't waste my weapon!"

Yes, the characteristics of this weapon were not brought out by Zhang Pojun, or in other words, the transformed appearance was just superficial and did not bring out his true power at all.

Others don't know the truth, but Zhang Pojun knows that if this damn girl just picks up an iron pestle head, it may have the same effect. But is the iron pestle head as long as forty meters?

No.

Closer to home, Zhang Pojun was originally thinking that after listening to Jiang Tiangong’s explanation, he had always wanted to try changing his attack state so that he could adapt to different situations, but it seemed that he was really capable of controlling mechas and holding long swords.

Besides, I really don’t know anything about things in other places.

Forget it, I will have the opportunity to experiment in the future. The Tiangong in my hand began to change and returned to its previous appearance. Then, the components above began to spread to both sides. The originally eight-meter-wide long sword directly turned into a long sword with a width of thirteen meters.

The sword has countless unusual-looking lines on it, embodying Jiang Tiangong's views on the prehistoric era.
Chapter completed!