40,000 Years of Cultivation

"This is the power of steam!"

"This is the power of the true god!"

"Look, look, even the iron fist army masters have been defeated by us!"

Although the result of the collision between the two sides, it can be regarded as a loss for both sides.

But this at least shows that the "Steam Army" has the power to contend with the "Iron Fist Army".

The fanatics holding the steam war knife are no longer the fish and meat that were slaughtered in the past, facing the enemy's iron fist, they at least have the ability to die together.

The mechanical and steam cultists who realized this became more and more enthusiastic.

More core believers brandished steam war knives and relied on the steam-jet three-dimensional mobile device to rush towards the iron fist army masters.

For a while, the whole street was flooded with steam, and blood was still gushing in the steam, with stumps and broken arms flying around, just like a boiling pool of blood.

The number of fanatics and the iron fist army is increasing, like two torrents of anger, attacking the same pond.

suddenly--

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several loud and earth-shattering noises exploded in the middle of the iron fist army.

But it was the followers of Mechanics and Steam Cult who used the steam bomb.

The steam bomb is an extremely dangerous and extremely insidious weapon.

On the outside of the continuously pressurized steam ball, which is close to the limit, countless fine iron nails and iron pieces are glued, and the steam ball is thrown at the enemy.

Once the steam ball bursts, the high-pressure air current is like a hurricane, blasting iron nails and iron pieces out, turning them into a thousand sharp blades, and shooting the enemy into a riddled with holes and defeating the army.

A large number of Tekken troops who had come to the rescue and still hadn't figured out the situation suddenly fell victim to the steam bomb.

They are not faces cooked by the scorching high-pressure steam.

It was shot into honeycomb tofu by iron nails and iron pieces.

The streets are full of blood, and there are screams everywhere. It seems that the steel and iron bones of human beings, no matter how tough, can't match the real steel.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The intriguing drum sound rang.

Luo Xinglong and other core believers of the mechanical and steam sect, with the two brothers and sisters of Gus, the "saint son" and "saint woman", with solemn expressions, lifted the giant steam cannon from the secret underground.

Driven by the complex roller skating machinery group, dozens of strong men sweated and rotated the joystick, outputting strong power, making the steam giant gun move toward the temple of fists like a beast of iron and steel.

Hearing the drums, the fanatics all over the city shouted one after another.

It seems that the new kingdom of God will come to the world in the next second.

Even the people in the city—those who believe in the **** of fist, can’t help but look like earth and frightened.

First came the steam army in the south, and the iron fist army suppressed unfavorable news.

Then, the sky cracked again, even though it became clearer and clearer in broad daylight.

Then, the elite players of Chijin Town were wiped out in the process of encircling and suppressing the mad believers.

Now, even Qianyuan City was shaken, the fanatics were able to hit the Iron Fist Army by surprise. Not only did they occupy several strategic locations, they even slaughtered a large number of Iron Fist Army masters.

Up to this moment, even such a scary mechanical behemoth has been lifted out. The neighing of the siren and the roar of the steam are all arrogantly challenging the boxing god. Does the boxing **** turn a deaf ear to this?

The people of the Six Gods without an owner, their faith gradually collapsed, and they no longer knew what to believe, they all curled up in the strongest corner of the room, holding their heads, shaking.

Even Gus and Grey didn't expect that progress would be so smooth.

At first glance, the rule of the Fist Temple looks like a broken house with air leaks on all sides. With a light poke, or even a sneeze, the broken house will collapse on its own.

They couldn't help looking forward to the fact that perhaps without going to the south, the Mechanical and Steam Cult could occupy Qianyuan City, turning it into "the weakest place where the **** of fist ruled" and satisfy the needs of the mysterious demon Lu Qingchen.

But Lu Qingchen never said a word.

It hung in the steam ball, lying quietly behind Gus, as if dismissing the machinery and steam teaching in Qianyuan City, and fell asleep.

Luo Xinglong has reached the peak of his life.

The enthusiastic call signs of the followers around him, the strong vibrations and the scorching steam of the giant steam cannon gave him an illusion, as if he merged with the giant steam cannon into an invincible giant of steel.

The huge metal wheel slowly ran over the corpses of the Iron Fist army like a grinding disc. The rulers of the past turned into meat sauce and mud, and the scarlet bloodstains were like powerful arrows, pointing to the same target-the temple of fist in Qianyuan City. .

"Go up! Go up! The Temple of Fist is in front!"

Luo Xinglong waved the battle flag made up of gears and steam, screamed frantically, and desperately pressed the whistle.

When there were still seven or eight hundred meters away from the Temple of Fist, he couldn't wait to fire a shot.

boom!

The roar of the steam cannon is more than a hundred times louder than ordinary steam bombs. Even if the fanatics around were prepared and used cotton and cloth to plug their ears, they were still shocked by gold stars, their scalp was numb, and there seemed to be wet ears Things are flowing out-I don't know if it is blood or brains!

The range of the giant steam cannon is seven or eight hundred meters.

But at such a limit distance, it is natural not to be accurate at all.

A huge solid projectile drew a fierce arc in mid-air. The distance was just right, but it deviated from the direction. The main building of the Temple of Fist flew past, crashing several bungalows next to it, and jumping a few times. Jump and smash several carriages to pieces.

Seeing that the giant steam cannon possesses such a powerful power, the cultists are naturally a strange cry of ghosts and wolves.

They are convinced that one more shot will definitely hit the target.

Luo Xinglong didn't care either.

The giant steam cannon is equipped with an extremely precious sight that was secretly transported by the steam army from the south. As long as it accurately counts the shooting yuan, it can hit a hundred shots.

The first shot was just a test shot to adjust the trajectory.

As the distance gets closer, gradually dragging from seven to eight hundred meters to three to four hundred meters, Luo Xinglong is convinced that the second shot will definitely hit.

In front of the Fist Temple, there is also a statue of Fist God.

Although it is not as large as the towering statue standing outside the city, in the city, everyone can see it when they look up. It is quite an eye-catching existence.

As long as this statue is shelled to pieces, it should be able to completely dissolve the iron fist army's fighting spirit, and also reverse the people's beliefs, let them fall into the embrace of the true god, and run out to support the steam army, right?

Luo Xinglong thought about it happily.

He urged the gunners behind him to quickly reload, burn, pressurize, and blast the angry steam into the high-pressure gas chamber behind the barrel.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the statue in front of the Temple of Fist as if he was close at hand through the sight.

Then, he saw a person slowly rising behind the statue!