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Volume 1 Dance with fists, sing with muscles 315 Escape

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    "Huh~pff~!"

    A jet of energy wave surged out from Cannes' chest and spread rapidly until it condensed into an extremely thick white energy column!

    "Wow! Shock cannon!?"

    Han Biao almost committed suicide by jumping down from the air, planting himself head and feet into the ice. He didn't care about complaining, and a ball of energy burst out from his palm, causing a slight explosion, and he was lifted out of the ice pit.  It spurted out, rolled around, bounced up, and ran away without saying a word!

    Are you kidding me? This girl is a cannon!  The impact cannon just passed by him, and it directly cut off several layers of his psychic shield. If it had been directly hit, it would probably have saved the money for cremation!

    But when Han Biao was running and concentrating his attention on Cannes, he almost somersaulted out. He tried his best to escape, but Erya sneakily touched the back of her butt!  Do you think people can't see you?  Now that everyone is in the spiritual realm, who still uses their eyes to lock onto the enemy?

    But what surprised Han Biao was that before Erya could get closer, Cannes, who had just finished spraying energy, slowly leaned back and fell hard to the ground.

    This sudden change made everyone stunned. They thought he was going to lose his temper. Are their feelings coming back to their former glory?

    Erya, who was not far from Cannes, walked up without knowing any fear. He leaned over and took a look, and poked him with his arm knife. He raised his head and looked towards Han Biao. No need to whisper in the heart, Han Biao and  The telepathic connection between Erya transmitted Erya's thoughts: "Hang up."

    Han Biao walked over curiously, followed by a group of cautious guys, who tended to run away at the slightest sign of trouble. However, the bishop of Cannes seemed to be really dead. Han Biao walked to his fallen huge body and found his body.  The body is shrinking rapidly, and soon it has shrunk from a height of five or six meters to its original withered and skinny appearance, or even thinner.

    Cannes' life fluctuations have not completely disappeared, but he can no longer feel any energy fluctuations in his body. It seems that in the blow just now, he shot out all his life force.

    "He blew himself up." David, who had regained his composure, roughly checked the remains of the bishop of Cannes with his chest open, and deduced the result with the help of Verona.

    This behavior puzzled everyone. Based on his previous combat power in Cannes, it was impossible for him not to know that releasing all the energy from the energy source in his body at once required an energy condensation process. Despite the amazing momentum, it took just a few seconds.  The clock is enough for anyone present to escape far away. In other words, it is completely stupid to use this ultimate move in a one-on-one duel.

    A group of members of the "Heavenly Father Cult" silently gathered around the body of Cannes. Perhaps with a hint of sorrow for the death of the rabbit and the fox, David sighed and was about to say something. Everyone thought that the bishop of Cannes had died.  Suddenly his eyes opened suddenly, and Han Biao, who was squatting next to him, was so frightened that he jumped all the way away with an "Ouch~". Erya picked up the arm knife and was about to give him a blow, but was grabbed by David.  arm.

    The sharp arm knife cut through the combat gloves matching David's armor. Although it was not deep, bright red blood flowed out along the blade like a stream. It was quickly frozen by the outside temperature of more than 100 degrees below zero, like  It was like a ruby ??condensed on Erya's arm sword.

    Looking at the blade less than half an inch away from Cannes' neck, David calmly turned around, looked at Han Biao and said, "Listen to what he wants to say." He knew that this man wearing Han Biao's original blade armor  The little man has an obvious subordinate relationship with Han Biao.

    Feeling embarrassed, Han Biao shrugged and leaned over again to see if this guy, whose body had shrunk to less than half of its normal size, could say anything.

    "It's a pity that Cannes has indeed completely overdrawn his vitality, and he can't even make a sound Maybe he didn't rely on his vocal cords to produce his voice, and he didn't have a heart, liver, spleen, and lungs in his abdomen.

    It can be clearly felt that this guy's remaining vitality is quickly passing away, but his eyes, which are extremely huge due to muscle atrophy, are frighteningly bright, and the fanatical eyes are full of mockery. He is struggling in Korea.  The faces of Biao, David and others turned, as if he was the one who had won, with pride and joking.

    The picture looked a bit weird, but until Cannes' eyes completely darkened, they couldn't figure out what this guy wanted to express.

    Han Biao frowned: "What's going on?" Looking at Cannes hanging up, Han Biao became interested in the huge sarcoma in his chest. He stretched out his fingers and poked it twice. This thing could actually release  The impact cannon, which looks like the main gun of a starship, is too far beyond the limits of human beings.

      He reached out and wanted to pull out the weird thing in Cannes' body and study it to see if Gillian could absorb it, and then reproduced such an awesome thing on his own Death Watcher armor. Han Biao suddenly realized that something was wrong!

    Theoretically speaking, the death ice field in the polar night area is pitch black and lightless. The sky is shrouded in thick black ice clouds, which are so low that they are almost within reach, so everyone uses the lighting plug-in attached to the base armor to obtain the information.  The light source, more importantly, relies on its own perception ability to see objects. Within the range of perception, it does not matter whether there is light or not.

    But when Han Biao turned into a divine beast, he was shocked to find that he could clearly see his palms through his eyes!

    The people who had just reacted suddenly turned around in unison, and looked up dumbfounded at the sky that should have been pitch black. There, there was a huge hole in the clouds that was slowly expanding, and there happened to be Cannes, which had already hung up.  Before he died, the district bishop mindlessly fired an empty cannon into the sky!

    However, the reason why the polar night area is called the polar night area is because even if there are no clouds, this side of Planet γ-44 will never be illuminated by the sun. But now, the dazzling light is impacted from the sky.  The holes in the clouds created by the bombardment shone down, as if heaven had opened a door, projecting a straight line of light onto them, so dazzling that it almost melted their figures into the light.

    "Starship! It's a starship!" A psychic warrior under the controller suddenly cheered after being stunned. Indeed, after losing contact with the outside world for nearly two years, a starship finally arrived.  γ-44 is an almost forgotten foreign colonial star, but

    "Hiss~"

    David gasped and yelled in shock and anger: "Get out of here quickly! It's the Cardinal's 'Enforcer' class destroyer!"

    The psychic warriors who were about to cheer were stunned. Han Biao was frightened by David's voice and his hand trembled. He pressed directly on the lump of flesh that had dried and flattened. The lump of dried flesh turned out to be dead.  The fish turned over and wrapped his palm!

    The startled Han Biao instinctively withdrew his hand, but he pulled the tumor out of the mummy in Cannes without any force!  Cannes's body had been dehydrated and dried up by the ultra-low temperature outside in such a short period of time. Han Biao's actions caused the body to completely fall into pieces.

    Han Biao shook his hand vigorously, trying to get rid of the disgusting sarcoma, but found that several Gillian's tentacles protruded from his palm, and they flashed like cobras, and the tightly wrapped sarcoma seemed to be  It was like an electric shock, and it immediately twitched and came loose, but before it fell, Gillian sucked it into a thin piece of skin and threw it away with satisfaction.

    What surprised Han Biao the most was that Gillian, who had swallowed the sarcoma, did not retract. Instead, she extended her tentacles and rolled up the two claws of the broken body of the Bishop of Cannes on the ground.

    "Throw it away! Throw it away! Why are you picking this thing up?" Han Biao was disgusted and ordered Gillian to throw away those two dark claws, but Gillian, who used to be very obedient whenever Han Biao thought about it, said  Feeling dissatisfied, he stubbornly insisted on curling up those two strange and penetrating claws.

    After the two claws were rolled up, they immediately began to peel off some dry and hard muscle tissue. Finally, two small creatures that looked a bit like reptiles were left. Gillian rolled them up and pressed them on the back of Han Biao's hand, dying.  The Watcher's outer armor opened in unison, wrapping the two small creatures with thick bone claws inside. Then, the small creature dragging a long tail plunged its sharp tail into the biochemical muscles of the Death Watcher.  The long sharp bone claws curled up one by one, and they actually parasitized on Han Biao's armored fist!

    Han Biao understood. It turned out that the two terrifying bone claws in Cannes were not his own at all, but two strange mutant creatures that looked like human palm bones!

    Since Qian Shou had no warning of being invaded, and the Death Watch's body did not reject it, there was presumably no danger. Han Biao had no time to study these two strange bone claws at this moment, because as the sky moved,  The hole in the clouds was getting bigger and bigger. David quickly communicated with the controller, then patted Han Biao and asked him to provide a spiritual network.

    Han Biao no longer needs the help of dry batteries. The total number of the two groups is only a few hundred. He has easily connected to the spiritual network.

    Before Han Biao could ask what was going on, the stormy orders from the controller and Son David were transmitted to every surviving psychic warrior through the psychic network, and then they evacuated at the highest speed regardless of everyone's injuries.

    Confused, Han Biao could only run wildly with Erya and a group of people, but many of them had turned on the "The "explosion" psychic warrior had exceeded the overdraft time. After flying at high speed for a short time, he fell headlong like a remote-controlled small plane that suddenly ran out of power. Those who could still hold on had to catch up.  Pick it up, carry it or carry it, and escape with gritted teeth. This work is recommended by registered members of Piaotian Literature
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