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Chapter 882: The Rabbit and Falcon's Battle

As a newcomer, the saints are excited and nervous about the upcoming battle, and they are inevitably somewhat afraid.

But even so, the saint still suppressed the chill in his heart and said actively:

"Captain, I'd better play the forward. My mind power can form an invisible shield that rotates at high speed."

"Whether it is physical attack or the stealth technology of the Predator, it can have targeted defense effects."

"Hey! I'm so happy that you can think of this, newcomer." Zhang Chunbao, who raised the shoulder cannon in his hand and covered each other with Lao Wu, smiled and said:

"However, it is better for us veterans to do this kind of thing. Moreover, your superpowers are too primary and it is a lot of burden to use."

"It's really not small, but every overload is a kind of exercise for me." Some of Hao Ran's saints nodded and said:

"As long as I give me enough time, I can grow to the point where I throw the Dead Warrior's spaceship as a ball, or even stronger!"

"You Niu Boyi!" Hearing these confident words, Zhang Chunbao opened his left hand holding the shoulder cannon and gestured with a thumb.

At this moment, Han Xiang, who had been following quietly, had his eyes narrowed, and the Han Guangsword with his back slanted to his back suddenly unsheathed with a "clang!"

The pure sword light as if the moonlight flashed in the air behind Zhang Chunbao. There was obviously nothing there, but when the sword light flashed, there was a "swish!" sound.

Then Zhang Chunbao rushed forward with huge kinetic energy, and then he said "Bang!" and fixed in the air in a strange posture.

As a tiny electric current sounded, a little bit of iron blood spear was seen, well, it should have been half an iron-blooded spear that passed through Zhang Chunbao's chest and nailed into the ground obliquely.

Facing this sudden scene, the saint who still had a hint of complacent expression on his face suddenly turned pale.

Almost instantly, an invisible mind power gushed out from this guy's body, turning into an invisible long whip and shooting towards the direction of the iron-blooded spear.

With a "bang!", the invisible mental power directly hit an object.

Unfortunately, the saints's current mental power is too weak.

The power of being able to lift sixty kilograms of items seems to be quite small, but it cannot shake the other party at all.

Fortunately, the saints also knew this, so the purpose of this whip was not to kill the murderer, but to find the other party.

"He is there!!" The moment he discovered the target, the saint pulled the trigger of the shoulder cannon in his hand.

The plasma shell was shot out instantly, but because he had no experience in shooting, the gun was empty.

Fortunately, at this time, Han Xiang, who cut off the iron-blooded spear with one sword, had already locked in the target.

A trace of splendor flashed in his beautiful eyes. The light-hiding sword that had been shot out before, slid through an arc in the air like a swimming fish, and was about to slash in a certain direction.

"Catch it!!" Lao Wu, who could not hear the look of shock and anger, spoke.

Han Xiang, whose eyes changed, forcibly shifted the sword light that had already been slashed to the side for a distance.

This behavior seemed quite relaxed, but Han Xiang's delicate face suddenly turned pale.

After a "swish!" sounded again, a thick arm was cut off from its elbow and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the yellow-green liquid also sprayed out.

A fine electric light flashed quickly, and a iron-blooded warrior whose left hand was cut off quickly appeared in front of the three of them.

He was obviously seriously injured, but the man had already picked up a six-clawed dart from his intact right hand and was about to throw it out.

At this moment, invisible thought power gushed out from the saint's body again.

However, this time is different from the last time. The last time was just to find a target, and it hit the body of the Iron-Devouring Warrior, and its lethality is naturally limited.

But this time, with a specific goal, the invisible mental power turned into a thin needle and directly stabbed into the gap in the armor of the iron-blooded warrior's legs.

The iron-blooded warrior who was not prepared for this attack suddenly became weak and he knelt down on one knee.

The six-clawed dart that was about to attack Han Xiang was completely wrong because of this sudden kneeling.

But before the saint was excited and relieved by his attack, the sequelae of excessive use of mind power made his face pale suddenly, and two ripples of red blood immediately flowed out of his nostrils.

"Oh no!!" The saint who originally wanted to completely lose the ability to move the target could only smile bitterly and pin his hopes on Lao Wu, who is the captain.

Who would have thought that the other party had no intention of taking the opportunity to take action, but was just guarding against other iron-blooded warriors that might exist.

Just when the saint wanted to tell the other party to solve the problem before talking about it, he was stunned to see Zhang Chunbao, who should have been killed on the ground by the Iron Blood Spear, suddenly appeared behind the Iron Blood Warrior with a "bang!" and at the same time, he reached out and pressed the back of the other party's head.

Then I saw the iron-blooded warrior who should have been very powerful. His whole body suddenly froze, and then he fell to the ground with a "pop!"

"Cao! I really think I don't know you have appeared!" Zhang Chunbao cursed and cursed at the iron-blooded novices who were stuck on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Lao Wu, who confirmed that she was safe for the time being, walked to Han Xiang and the Saint and asked.

"I'm fine, but the mind power cannot be used for the time being, otherwise it will be very dangerous." The saint, who still had blood marks under his nose, smiled bitterly.

Han Xiang, who had already taken back Han Guangsai, stood aside, shook his head, but it looked much better than the saints.

After Zhang Chunbao took out a seal scroll with some pain and sealed the iron-blooded warrior in, he came over and said excitedly and self-deprecatingly:

"I said you are much stronger than I just entered the main god space. One of the supernatural powers is very beautiful, and the other actually knows the method of flying swords."

"It seems that the saying is true. People will die compared to people, and goods will be thrown away. Compared to you, I am really far from that."

"I happened to study the uses of some superpowers, so I can get started so quickly." The saint who shook his head said with a smile:

"And you are using ninjutsu. The ninjutsu in the Naruto world, is that one of your clone just now?"

"That's right, clone technique, one of the three basic body techniques." Zhang Chunbao said, who nodded.

"Awesome! I don't know when you got a clone, I thought you..." The saint said with his eyes shining.

Without giving these two guys a chance to continue chatting, Lao Wu walked up and said:

"Okay, it's not too late to get rid of the remaining iron-blooded warriors first, and then talk about anything else."

With the battle between the rabbits and falcons just now, the team that had only formed for a short time had more cohesion.
Chapter completed!
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