"What do you want to challenge?" Zhang Zongyang asked
"Mecha war" Zhang Peijia way
"As you wish"
Zhang Zongyang entered his own mecha.
Zhang Peijia also jumped back to the mecha closed the cockpit.
Gradually, there was a uniform sound between the two camps.
"Wu Sheng!" "Wu Sheng!" "Wu Sheng!"
Marshal!’ Marshal!’ Marshal!’
The armies of the two countries broke into loud yelling.
Black mobile suit moved first.
It strode towards the hillside.
While running the mecha, he unloaded his fire weapon.
Rotary high-explosive machine guns, high-frequency cutters, long-range shock bombs, small laser barrels, dense fire-control armor-piercing bombs …
These firepower equipment crashed down the hillside and clanged.
Remove all the pendants. The whole mecha is three points faster.
Mecha speed accelerating.
Black Fei Ying flew high over the hill and came straight for the warrior in the engine explosion.
"interesting"
Zhang Zongyang looked at each other’s actions in vain.
Pure mecha fight?
He made a decision at once without much thought.
See the army green mobile armor body a shock all weapons suddenly fell to the ground.
-boom!
Mecha broke out in an unprecedented roar and rushed to the hillside.
A black and a green two armor distance quickly close.
Chapter three hundred and thirty Cold heart
sky
Several powerful attacks converge to force Gu Qingshan to retreat.
Sixty top professionals will try their best to resist, even Gu Qingshan will die.
Gu Qingshan didn’t move.
"Dead" imperial emperor squinting light way
Suddenly Gu Qingshan disappeared from the original place.
A clone strong appeared in his position.
The man was stunned.
His sight is dazzling and bright.
"No …"
He came and said a word.
The brilliant light of destruction wrapped him up.
Sixty strong men blasted him with one blow, leaving no dregs left.
On the other side, Gu Qingshan showed his figure.
Kill a person as easily as a flash of a sword cutting tofu.
"Go"
Guqingshan avenue
The sword sank into the void.