Blue and White Society

  Chapter 439

  Seeing what Mo Poor did, everyone thought it was crazy.

  Luo Yan also reacted and shouted: "Cover him quickly!"

   "Weilan, don't let him die! Others block the bugs for me!"

   Wei Lan immediately rushed over to take over from Lord Gou to stop Mo Poor's bleeding, solidify the leaked natural gas, and at the same time use the solidified gas wall to support Mo Poor's internal organs that were about to flow out.

   "Boom boom!"

   However, the sugar bricks that Mo Poor stuffed in before were exhausted, so he resolutely added two more sugar bricks.

   With this collision, blood burst out again, Wei Lan shivered, and blocked the bleeding again.

   "Next, come and feed me sugar." Mo Poor said.

   Wei Lan took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

   "Shhhhhhh."

   At the same time, the densely packed sword forest flowed upstream like a soaring waterfall, straight into the sky.

   One hundred thousand swords, all of them went to heaven.

   "You actually used this method..." Luo Yan looked up.

  Formalin said: "It is feasible. Use the air wall and control one hundred thousand poisonous swords at the same time to feed them to the Zerg one by one. Of course, one hundred thousand insects can be poisoned to death."

   "There are two main difficulties here, the ability to continuously control the sugar content of 100,000 swords, and the shooting technique to accurately feed 100,000 worms."

   "This child has used 'surgical eating' in exchange for a huge amount of sugar, allowing him to continuously release such a huge air wall."

  If you can eat sugar continuously, you can naturally use the air wall continuously.

  Formalin can use the air wall uninterruptedly because of his extremely fast eating efficiency.

  With one mouth, he swallowed more than ten catties of sugar.

  His mouth, esophagus and stomach have been modified.

  But Mo Poor did not, including the vast majority of people, the consumption of the air wall is higher than their speed of eating sugar.

  But in theory, there is a method that can be used without modification, and that is surgical feeding.

   After all, as long as sugar is eaten into the stomach, it can be consumed by the sweet power.

   It's just that the force field can't be strengthened because you can't taste the sweetness, but if it's only used to supply the consumption of the air field, then it's okay to force it into it.

  However, no one would think of doing this at all.

  During the fierce battle, who would think of cutting his own stomach open? Even if he doesn't die for a while, it will greatly reduce his combat power.

  And on weekdays, I would not do this, because it has no training effect, and the sweetness is what enhances the air field. If you can’t taste the sweetness, doing so is just superfluous.

  However, there are extraordinary usages in extraordinary times, and now a large group of people can protect Mo Poor.

  Pushing the steel sword is not defense, and it doesn’t need the air wall to be so hard, as long as it can fly.

   Eating sweets with such an open belly can indeed meet the requirement of controlling 100,000 swords in terms of "quantity".

   But shooting a hundred thousand swarms, how can this be done?

  Mo Qiong is in this state, can he guarantee accuracy? What about the rate of fire?

   "It should be possible to shoot slowly, right?" Luo Yan said.

  Formalin estimated and said: "Give me a day, I can do it."

   "..." Luo Yan smiled wryly, one day? They couldn't last a day at all, and after a day, God knows how many bugs there were.

  The crowd cut off the swarm of insects surrounding them and covered Mo Poor.

  Seeing that Mo Poor himself also flew up, pushed by the air wall, and flew upwards with the torrent of 100,000 swords.

   "Follow up!" Lord Gou shouted: "Luo Yan, stop thinking about it, trust him and send him up!"

  Luo Yan pursed his lips and said, "Mo Poor, how high do you want to fly?"

   "Just above it, the higher the better." Mo Qiong said mentally.

  Luo Yan controlled Best Metal and sent Mo Poor to fly upwards, letting him save energy as much as possible.

   Wei Lan also followed closely, maintaining Mo Poor's exposed internal organs, and constantly refilling him with sugar.

   At the same time, a full ton of sugar was sent to heaven.

  Sugar is a necessity for members, and each safe house stores several tons. This time I brought out a ton, and I prepared it for everyone to eat slowly, but judging by the posture, Mo Qiong might want to eat it all by himself?

  Mo Poor carried a hundred thousand swords and flew up into the sky, opened his eagle eyes, and looked down at the earth.

  The dense sea of ​​tens of thousands of insects can be seen in the eyes, and it can be seen at a glance.

  This kind of condescending and wide field of view is Mo Poor's favorite shooting angle.

  The body is connected to a huge air wall, forming a grid, and each grid has a sword.

  One hundred thousand swords hang over the heads of thousands of insects. For Mo Poor, the method of shooting is very simple.

  The field of view can be directly locked. Draw up the Zerg shooting list, and just shoot according to the order. Remove the air restraint of a sword, and the sword will shoot out in free fall.

   "Phew!"

  The first sword descended from the sky, stabbing a bug straight and diagonally.

   Immediately followed by the second, third, fourth...

   "Shhhhhhh..."

  The forest of swords hanging in the sky is like a machine gun shooting out flying swords, falling at a high speed, either straight or slightly arced, leaving beautiful lines between the sky and the earth.

  The blade of the sword reflected the sunlight, drew a turbulent trajectory, and landed precisely on the mouth of the Zerg.

  The sound of piercing the air is continuous, resounding in the sky and the earth.

  One sword after another, falling like rain, and blooming like fireworks, scattered in pursuit of their respective targets.

  Jian Yu is getting faster and more magnificent, because Mo Qiong is constantly adapting to the rhythm and speeding up the rhythm.

  The thinking speed of the members is far superior to that of ordinary people. At the beginning, they only shoot one shot in 0.1 seconds, and in the next 0.1 seconds, they can shoot three shots, or even five shots.

   That is to say, there are at least dozens of swords falling every second,

   It is estimated that within an hour, all the swords will be shot.

  Looking at the rain of swords all over the sky, some members were stunned, let alone Ibuki, who knelt down directly.

   "The same amount, I don't need to cut open the stomach, I can do it. But I want to quickly and accurately shoot each sword to a different bug..." Formalin shook his head as he said.

  It's okay to shoot slowly, but he can't do it at all. What a terrifying shooting technique.

  The demands on mental strength are simply appalling.

  But the appalling shooting technique was vividly displayed in front of their eyes at this moment.

  Thousands of swords were flying in the sky, and every sword hit a bug.

  The worm also ate the sword delivered to its mouth without hesitation, planting the poison without solution!

  Little A's poison will definitely kill him within two hours.

  The bug in the sword can directly declare: you are dead.

   "It actually did it..."

  Luo Yan looked at the rain of swords all over the sky and was extremely shocked.

   "He has almost no room for thinking. All the swords are shot directly, but they hit the target accurately, either straight or arc, which is too accurate..."

   "It's like integrating all shooting skills into instinct! What kind of incredible shooting technique is this?"

  Luo Yan said, looked at Lord Gou and said, "Dog thief, you are his partner. As far as you know, Mo Poor has this kind of shooting skills?"

  Governor Gou looked at Mo Poor, thought for a while, and suddenly smiled and nodded, "Yes!"

   "Yes?" Luo Yan asked.

  Governor Gou smiled and said, "Isn't that obvious? Why don't you let him come down and you go up? Clean up these bugs for me?"

   "I can't do it." The corner of Luo Yan's mouth twitched. If he had a way, would he let Mo Qiong try? It's just that he didn't expect Mo Poor to have such an incredible operation.

   "That's it..." Master Gou laughed.

   "..." Luo Yan tilted his head and looked at Lord Gou.

   Lord Gou glanced at Luo Yan, said with a smile: "What are you looking at me for? Leave it alone."

   "I am the highest person in charge..." Luo Yan grinned.

   "It's temporary, anyway, trust him, let's talk about the end of the day." Lord Gou said indifferently.

  Luo Yan wanted to say something more, but Lord Gou waved his hand to interrupt.

   "Don't bb! Why don't you fight with me here, and then our whole team will die here together!" Lord Gou yelled as he swept away a wave of bugs.

   "..." Luo Yan looked at Lord Gou with disgust.

  Finally, Luo Yan smiled as Mo Qiong Wanjian swept across the insect swarm.

   After thinking for a while, he suddenly exclaimed to everyone: "Show! What a show! You are indeed the king of gun fighting!"

   "Everyone stand up! Let Mo Poor output!"

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   p.s: Sorry. After six chapters, the water must be a little watery, and some details have not been properly handled. In the future, it will be better to have two more chapters to ensure the quality...

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