Angel Binghua of the super seminary

Chapter 70, Dark Energy Driven
When the sword and gun that was nearly [-] centimeters wide were swung, the momentum was extremely terrifying, and the surrounding air was accelerated to flow.

Although it's just a simple swing or a downward chop or an upward thrust, it can be used very smoothly in the hands of Binghua who has a foundation in swordsmanship, just like a familiar hand who has practiced for more than ten years.

Seeing the scene where Binghua was driving Wushuang and sweeping across the surrounding first-generation male angel soldiers, a second-generation team leader male angel quickly flew several meters into the air, rushed up and slashed with his sword.

when!
The ear-piercing sound of weapons colliding came out, and at the same time, there was a circle of invisible air waves spreading. Binghua's feet sank to a depth of several tens of centimeters into the ground. space.

Binghua also finally met an existence who could block her blow. Holding the gun with one hand, he controlled the body of the gun and shook it, directly bursting the male angel who was slashing on the sword and gun.

Then Binghua stepped forward, making the sound of heavy footsteps, and at the same time, stepped on the ground with cracked footprints, and raised the gun with one hand to stab.

Although this thrust is fast, the size of the sword and gun is there after all, and the angels who can become the second-generation super fighters are all angels with rich practical experience.

One side of his body avoided Binghua's thorn, and then the male angel opened his mouth slightly excitedly, holding the sword in both hands and stabbing at Binghua's breastplate with all his strength.

But the voice that sounded at the next moment made his face freeze. The flame-level weapon, the cross sword, only left a shallow scratch on Binghua's breastplate, but nothing else.

And then a small metal palm covered the male angel's face.

Binghua instantly activated the sacred language code on the side of the armguard, and as the inscription quickly lit up, lightning flashed on the gauntlet holding the male angel's face.

Countless twisted electric snakes appeared along Binghua's left arm, and then sank into the body of the male angel whose face was covered by Binghua's palm, making him twitch and twitch non-stop.

But Binghua knows very well that this electric snake, which can easily turn ordinary people into charcoal, can only paralyze the body of the second-generation super soldier for a period of time at most.

But this time was enough, the stabbing sword stopped suddenly, then changed from stabbing to slashing, slashing fiercely at the male angel's waist, and a streak of blood spurted out immediately.

Then Binghua kicked the male angel who had a big cut in his side and flew out.

Then Binghua's white wings fluttered behind her back, and she floated forward with a sword and gun in one hand, and the sharp blade pierced into the chest of the male angel who was kicked and fell to the ground just now.

After killing the enemy, Binghua didn't fall down in a hurry, but rose higher and higher, looking around the battlefield.

The female angel has already established her footing, and is methodically nibbling at the activity space of the male angel in the palace.

But there was a battlefield that attracted Binghua's attention, because there was a middle-aged male angel fighting against three first-level guard angels holding flaming swords.

I saw the male angel with a tough face, wearing bright silver chain mail that was more exquisite than ordinary male angel soldiers, and even a phantom appeared as he swung a crossed long sword in his hand.

As for the three second-generation female angel fighters who resisted the attack together, they only had to block with the flame sword, or use the advantage of numbers to sneak attack from the side to ease the male angel's offensive.

This is the basic combat mode of the female angel of warfare. Binghua once told Angel Ran that the battlefield is not a duel field. If you can fight more or less, don't pursue a one-on-one fair contest, because only the winner can say what is fair. Two words.

Binghua raised the sword and spear in his hand, charged up his bow arm and threw it towards the battlefield over there.

An extremely terrifying scream came out, and the middle-aged male angel who was attacking the female angel looked up, and saw a heavy weapon more than two meters long and nearly twenty centimeters wide piercing his head.

Resolutely giving up on the opponent in front of him, the middle-aged male angel flapped his wings behind his back, and his body quickly retreated a certain distance.

The thrown sword and gun plunged into the ground obliquely, making a muffled bang, and the huge force contained on it collapsed the ground with a radius of two meters around it as the center.

And Binghua also flew over at this moment, reaching out to hold the sword and spear pierced into the ground, and using the momentum of the flight to rush forward with a blow.

And the middle-aged male angel who dodged first also saw this scene. The long cross sword crossed in front of him and blocked the blade of the gun that was raised from bottom to top, but the terrifying force still pushed him back a certain distance. .

It wasn't until this moment that the middle-aged angel could see clearly who was attacking him. It was Binghua, who was wearing a heavy army armor and fluttering blue cloak behind him.

"You are the captain of these women! As long as you are killed, they will be a bunch of loose sand."

The face of the middle-aged male angel showed a hint of ferocity, and a faint scorching red light emerged from the cross long sword and gun in his hand.

"Oh! Driven by dark energy, unfortunately I'm pretty good at it too."

Seeing this visor, Binghua's mouth twitched slightly, and the sword and gun held in his hand were lowered, and the inscription in the sacred language representing the dark energy driving in the four lines on the front of the gun blade lit up.

A layer of light red flame covered the sword and spear, and the space at the end of this flame was scorched and distorted by highly condensed dark energy.

Driven by dark energy, this is an ability only possessed by the third generation of super fighters, because after the super fighters are promoted to the third generation, the genetic engine of the super fighters will undergo a qualitative improvement.

One of them is the efficient application of dark energy, so only the third-generation super fighters can fully exert the power of the flame-level weapon itself.

And this does not mean that only the third generation of super soldiers can use dark energy to drive.

Some second-generation super soldiers will touch this field in advance, and they will build a dark energy driving algorithm in their own dark planes to dominate this terrifying energy in advance.

Although the calculation power of the gene engine will not be able to maintain the operation of the dark energy drive algorithm for a long time, it is enough to allow these people to have a combat capability that exceeds the same level by a large margin.

The heavy sword spear and the crossed long sword collided in mid-air, and a gust of hot wind swept across the four directions, shocking the male and female angels who had gathered around the two of them straight back, and the two who were fighting with weapons in their hands were naturally no exception. .

The incomparably terrifying anti-shock force came through the barrel of the gun, and was weakened by layers of shock-absorbing armor, but even so, Binghua took a step back, cracking the extremely dense floor.

The middle-aged male angel also slid several meters backwards, leaving two ravines tens of centimeters deep on the floor.

After Binghua lost the impact, he immediately rushed forward. The front end of the two-meter-long sword and gun in his hand suddenly began to split and deform and retracted, turning into a silver giant sword with a blade more than one meter long.

Binghua swung the seemingly heavy giant sword easily with one hand, and it was a downward strike to the male angel.

The male angel just took a step to the left to avoid the giant sword that fell down, holding the cross hilt with both hands and leaning forward to stab.

However, there was only an ear-piercing grinding sound, and the bright silver cross blade was gripped tightly by the left palm of the ice-covered metal gauntlet, and could no longer be stored.

　I have something to do today, there is only one update, I will make up what I owe tomorrow if I have time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)