Deep Space Beyond

"Old Chen, don't think so extreme, no one wants to kill them all. In the end, it's just to learn from each other, so as to promote competition, and finally achieve the goal of mutual progress." The old man in Tang suit said gently, trying to play down this problem as much as possible.

"Is there anyone who wants to completely press the old technique, I don't know yet?" Old Chen said coldly.

"Old Chen, you are still so stubborn. After the death of the four old masters, there are still strong and thoughtful people in this field. After all, there are only one or two people left." The old man in Tang suit shook his head. He is calm and calm, and speaks very confidently.

Old Chen said: "Chang Heng, you are very confident. Since you feel that you have found a bridge to the extraordinary, your strength has jumped, and your character is no longer restrained."

The old man in Tang suit was named Chang Heng. He also had short hair, black and thick. Except for a few lines of wrinkles appearing on his face when he spoke, he did not look old. His eyes were deep, and he had a kind of strength that came from his heart.

The most surprising thing is that at this time, there was a faint halo on the surface of his body, as if there was some kind of mysterious power attached to it.

He stood on the gray-brown permafrost, with a hazy light emitting from his body. Not far behind was an icy battleship. There was a sense of the coexistence of myth and technology.

Many people's heart skips a beat. Over the past few decades, there have been many new species of new stars. In recent years, the clues have gradually emerged, and they were brought out from somewhere.

It is reported that the new technique is also related to that place!

If you look closely, the time is really not short.

"It's not too long, do you want to fight with me for the second time?" Lao Chen walked forward.

Obviously, the battle between the new technique and the old technique has already happened. The duel is very fierce, but outsiders don't understand it.

The old man in Tang suit, Chang Heng shook his head and said, "No, I'm only doing theoretical research now."

Everyone was stunned.

"Let's do it directly, let's see if the decaying old art can still emit the last residual heat!" Someone in the distance shouted rudely.

He was three meters tall and had a strong physique. He was holding a black metal iron rod in his hand. After the pestle was on the ground, it made a thumping sound.

The figure of this man is too tall, but he is not clumsy at all, his body is strong and his movements are flexible, and the alloy iron rod in his hand weighs at least one or two hundred pounds.

Wang Xuan was surprised, there is such a tall person?

Wu Yin explained in a low voice: "This is one of the new humans. It has undergone various gene editing and has been optimized many times when it was still in the mother's womb."

"Is it strong?" Wang Xuan asked.

Wu Yin nodded her head and said: "Very strong, with pure physical fitness, he can leap ten meters high in the air, his strength is amazing, the ancients said that a fierce general can lift a cauldron, and it can be done easily for him. , and his speed is astonishingly fast, he can catch up with tigers and leopards instantly in the mountains and forests."

This is the genetic super body, and the best of them will be even more terrifying, just like Superman.

The three-meter-tall genetic super body has a strong physique, tough skin with a crystal luster, and looks powerful. He opened his mouth and said, "Who are the people who practice the old art to fight with me? I will use your cold weapons to learn from you. "

Before Lao Chen moved, a shout came from the air: "Chen Yongjie, your opponent is me!"

The middle-aged man who rode the silver-gray mecha earlier, has now replaced it with a blue Yingying mecha, which is almost transparent and has a very soft metallic luster.

Wu Chenglin, who was beside Aoki, changed his face and whispered: "This is a new type of mecha developed last year. The material is very special. It was brought back from the place where the new technique was excavated. This type of mecha is very strong and difficult to break open by external forces. ."

Lao Chen looked at the midair and said, "This new type of mecha is not cheap, I'm afraid it will require hundreds of millions of new star coins at every turn. Wouldn't you feel bad if it fell directly from me?"

"Chen Yongjie, you are still as arrogant as ever!" Lan Yingying's mecha hangs high in the sky, flowing with brilliance, looking down, and the middle-aged man's voice comes from the middle, saying: "The times have changed, the mecha can Mass production and scale create masters. In the field of old art, how many masters can emerge in an era?!”

"Failed in the field of the old art, switched to another faction, and began to hate the old art. You are really disgusting. I think the environment where you want to completely kill the old art now has a lot to do with people like you. "Old Chen's voice was cold, staring at the blue mecha high in the sky, and said, "Actually, in the final analysis, it's still the battle between the new technique and the old technique. What does it have to do with you people who control mechas? When you practice the old technique. Once I own the right mecha, one person can kill all of you!"

Old Chen was murderous, powerful and domineering, which made all parties tremble.

"Old techniques are difficult to practice, and some people in mechas and genetic super bodies have begun to contact new techniques. In the end, some people have successfully embarked on this road. In the end, there is only a battle between the old and the new, and there are no other third-party camps!" Lao Chen said coldly.

"You look down on people in the mecha field?!" The man in the blue mecha said angrily.

Old Chen glanced at him lightly, and said, "The defeated generals of the past, hatred made you dizzy. Do you think, when I put on the mecha, what level of opponent are you? It's just a pile of scrap copper. Rotten humanoid target. Not just you, but all of you!"

Wang Xuan was amazed, Lao Chen was so powerful that he despised everyone on the opposite side, but it was really easy to cause public anger.

Chang Heng, the old man in Tang suit, said, "Old Chen, don't you want to deal with everyone by yourself? In this case, even if you can achieve some dazzling records, you will soon be unable to hold on. At the same time, this can only prove that you Your own old art accomplishments are indeed amazing, but they cannot represent the overall strength of the old art. Once you die, it means that the old art is completely broken, the banner falls, and no one can stand up. From now on, don't mention the old art again. !"

Naturally, other experts in the field of old art came to the scene. They were a little indignant when they heard it, and they naturally knew the coldness of the other party.

Although the old man in Tang suit, Chang Heng, didn't talk to them, he was actually poking at their hearts, asking whether these people could do it, whether they dared to take action, and his words were contemptuous and contemptuous.

"Old Chen, today is not about you alone, don't stop us." A master in the field of old art said, and walked out directly.

This is a middle-aged man, in his 40s, with a height of 1.9 meters and an alloy long knife. He is indeed tall and burly among normal people, but he looks very short in the face of the genetic super body.

The two sides barely had any conversations, and they started when they came up. In the deafening metal collision, the alloy long knife and the iron rod clashed, sparks scattered, and the sound almost tore people's eardrums.

The middle-aged man, who was 1.9 meters tall, blocked the 3-meter-high genetic super body. The strength of the two seemed to be equal, which showed that his old skills were quite impressive.

After all, he started out as an ordinary person, and the opposite is an anomaly.

On the ancient battlefield, the two of them were considered fierce generals.

"Unfortunately, the practice of old art can't touch the transcendent. After all, it is a mortal body. Such a cold weapon showdown is meaningless." The old man in Tang suit said.

Chi!

Suddenly, the three-meter-tall genetic superbody radiated a hazy blue light all over its body, and its strength skyrocketed, directly smashing the opponent's alloy long knife to pieces, and then an iron rod stabbed it.

Poof!

Blood gushed out, and the 1.9-meter middle-aged man was in great pain. His chest was pierced by an iron rod. He struggled to grab the iron rod on his chest with both hands, but he had no strength.

"Brother Li!" Aoki shouted, obviously knowing this man, the two were old acquaintances.

Super Gene provoked him, and suddenly swung an alloy iron rod with force. The 1.9-meter tall man was thrown out a dozen meters away like a scarecrow. He fell to the ground with a thud, covered in blood, and never got up again.

Aoki and a group of people who practiced the old arts rushed over quickly. After a little exploration, they knew that the middle-aged man would not survive. Not only was his heart smashed by an iron rod, but his internal organs were also smashed by that blue light.

"Too cruel!"

"Brother Li!"

Someone cried out sadly.

"The masters in the field of old art are not very good." Someone on the other side said, and walked out a middle-aged man in his forties. Although he was thin, his eyes were as bright as golden lights, and he looked quite extraordinary. He added: "I I'm a person who takes the new way, I'm very disappointed with you, I don't think other people who follow the old way except Mr. Chen are worthy of my shot!"

Old Chen took a step and forced him to go.

In midair, the middle-aged man in the blue mecha said, "Old Chen, are you finally going to start doing everything?"

The old man in Tang suit, Chang Heng smiled lightly: "Old Chen, do you need to admit that besides you, there is no one else in the field of old arts, and it's completely over?!"

"Don't provoke me, I'll slaughter you all in a while!" Old Chen was murderous.

Among the crowd practicing the old art, an old man in his sixties walked out and said, "Old Chen, you know my situation, there is a problem with my practice, and I won't be able to live for a few years. Let me do it. It doesn't matter if I die. I'm a little unwilling to have a duel with someone who takes the new path."

Obviously, he knew that he was going to go out.

He felt that if Lao Chen was the only one who followed the old art path, his face was too ugly, just as the people on the opposite side said, the old art was gone, and it had fallen to the point where it was impossible to look directly at it.

Old Chen sighed, he knew this old man, and he devoted his whole life to the field of old arts, and he was very stubborn, even if he blocked it, it would not be effective.

Although this 60-year-old man looked old, after the explosion, there was a faint halo in his fist, and a faint sound of thunder came from his body, slamming towards the thin middle-aged man who was taking a new path.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, he didn't dare to touch him, he quickly stepped back, and when the old man's fist dimmed, he attacked quickly.

The two fought fiercely, and the movements were so fast that there was a sound of wind and thunder.

However, after a few tricks, the old man suddenly stopped moving, and his body began to dry up. A red glow rushed out of his body, as if his soul had been taken away by someone. .

Chixia arrived in the hands of the skinny middle-aged man on the opposite side, and he condensed it into a sharp sword, and then swung it vigorously. With a puff, he chopped off the old man's head.

"Don't act rashly!" This time, Old Chen was a little angry, his voice was like thunder, and the ears of many people were buzzing.

"Old Chen, you can see it, the decline of the old art is irreversible, and the decline is unavoidable!" Someone said coldly.

"How is Lao Chen?" High in the sky, the middle-aged man sneered from Lan Yingying's mecha.

Lao Chen looked up at him and said, "It starts with you!"

He drew out a sword that was one meter five in length. His whole body was dark and dark, without any cold luster. He didn't look sharp, and pointed in the air.

Then, on his slightly swollen back, the clothes were torn open, and a pair of silver wings stretched out. In an instant, the silver streamer skyrocketed, and Old Chen rushed up into the sky!

"This is the thruster developed by my family. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is very fast and can catch up with the mecha." Wu Yin explained to Wang Xuan.

"I see how you can break this new material..." Although the middle-aged man in the air was surprised, he was not afraid, and he slashed at Old Chen Li with a big sword in both hands.

Chong!

The next moment, the big alloy sword in his hand broke, and Old Chen rushed over, then returned to the ground and put away the dark sword in his hand.

In mid-air, Lan Yingying's mecha shed a large rain of blood, and then with a bang, it fell to the ground. It was cut in half, and the mecha was broken into two pieces!

Just a face-to-face, that kind of mecha developed with new materials will be destroyed!

As for the middle-aged man in the middle, he screamed mournfully, and his body, which was also chopped in half, fell from the sky, smashed to the ground in an instant, and died tragically.

Old Chen returned to the ground, strode toward the three-meter-high genetic superbody, and slapped it with a bang without saying a word.

when!

The alloy long stick in Super Gene's hand seemed to be hit by a train, and his hands holding the stick were bloody, the tiger's mouth was torn, and his nails were all lifted. It was also shaken back by the huge force, staggering.

Lao Chen's speed was too fast, like a streamer, he followed up in an instant, and slapped the supergene's chest with a slap.

With a puff, the three-meter-high genetic superbody disintegrated instantly in mid-air after flying out twelve meters. The scene was extremely terrifying. He quickly disintegrated from head to toe, turning into a large rain of blood and falling to the ground!

"Old Chen, do you want to fight to the end alone?" Someone asked loudly.

"If you don't agree, or if you're afraid, you can go together!" Lao Chen shouted, and he was more than ten meters away when he came to the skinny middle-aged man who was walking the new way!