Chapter 3474

"It's the power of steam!"

"This is the power of the true God!"

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

Although the result of the collision between the two sides is that both sides are defeated.

But this at least shows that the "steam army" has the power to compete with the "iron fist army".

The crazy believers with steam swords are no longer the fish that were slaughtered in the past. In the face of the enemy's iron fist, they at least have the ability to die together.

Machinery and steam believers who recognize this are becoming more fanatical.

More core believers wield steam swords and rely on the three-dimensional mobile device of steam jet to rush at the iron fist army experts.

For a time, the whole street was filled with steam, and blood was still gushing in the steam, dancing with broken limbs and arms, just like a boiling pool of blood.

There are more and more fanatics and iron fists, like two torrents of fury, attacking the same pond.

All of a sudden——

"Boom! Boom! Boom

A few earth shaking noises burst out in the middle of the iron fist army.

But the mechanics and steam believers used the steam bomb.

Steam bomb is an extremely dangerous and insidious weapon.

In the constant pressure, close to the limit of the steam ball outside, sticky countless small nails and iron pieces, the steam ball toward the enemy throw in the past.

Once the steam ball explodes, the high-pressure air flow is like a hurricane, shooting out iron nails and iron flakes, turning them into thousands of sharp blades, and shooting the enemy full of holes and defeating.

A large number of iron fisted soldiers who came to rescue but could not figure out the situation immediately fell victim to the steam bomb.

They're not being blown into their faces by hot, high-pressure steam.

It was shot into beehive tofu by iron nails and iron flakes.

The streets are full of blood and screams everywhere. It seems that no matter how tough the human muscles and bones are, they can't compete with the real steel.

"Dong! Dong! Dong

The heart beating drums are ringing.

Luo Xinglong and other core believers of the machinery and steam religion, with the "son" and "daughter" of Gus, solemnly and solemnly, lifted up the steam cannon from the underground secret place.

Driven by the complex roller skating machinery group, dozens of strong men sweat like rain to rotate the rocker to output strong power, making the steam cannon like a fierce iron beast, marching towards the temple of boxing.

At the sound of drums, fanatical believers all over the city were shouting.

It's as if a new kingdom of God is coming to the world in the next second.

Even the common people in the city - those who believe in the God of boxing, can not help but look like the earth, scared.

First came the news of the steam army's rebellion and the iron fist army's suppression in the south.

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

Then, the elite of Chijin town was destroyed in the process of encircling the crazy believers.

Now, even Qianyuan city has been shaken, and the crazy believers can even beat the iron fist army by surprise. They not only occupy several strategic areas, but also slaughter a large number of iron fist army experts.

Until now, even such a frightening mechanical giant has been carried out. The hiss of the whistle and the roar of the steam are all extremely arrogant challenges to the God of boxing. Does the God of boxing turn a deaf ear to this?

The belief of the people who have no master gradually collapses. They no longer know what to believe. They all huddle in the most solid corner of the room, holding their heads and shivering.

Even Gus and grey didn't expect to enter the exhibition so smoothly.

At first glance, the rule of the temple of boxing is like a broken house with air leakage on all sides. With a slight poke or even a sneeze, the broken house will collapse on its own.

They can't help but hope that they may not have to go to the south to occupy Qianyuan City, and turn it into "the weakest place under the rule of the God of boxing" to meet the needs of the mysterious devil LV Qingchen.

But Lu Qingchen never said a word.

It is dormant in the steam ball, lying quietly behind Gus, as if dismissing the mechanical and steam teaching in Qianyuan City, simply fell asleep.

Luo Xinglong has reached the peak of his life.

The fanatical cries of believers around him, the strong vibration and hot steam from the steam cannon all gave him the illusion that he and the steam cannon were integrated into an invincible steel giant.

The metal wheel slowly ran over the body of the iron fist army like a millstone, and the former arrogant rulers turned into meat sauce and mud one after another. The scarlet bloodstains pointed to the same target, the boxing Temple of Qianyuan city.

"Come on! Come on! The temple of boxing is in front of us

Luo Xinglong waved the battle flag composed of gears and steam, roared wildly and pressed the whistle desperately.

When he was seven or eight hundred meters away from the temple, he couldn't wait to fire a shot.

Boom!

The roar of the steam cannon is more than a hundred times louder than that of the ordinary steam bomb. Even though the crazy believers around had been prepared to plug their ears with cotton and cloth, they were still shocked to see stars in their eyes, and their scalp was numb. It seemed that there was something wet flowing out of their ears - I don't know whether it was fresh blood or brain!

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

But to such a limit distance, nature is not the slightest accurate.

A huge solid bullet made a fierce arc in mid air. It was just right in the distance, but it deviated from the direction. It flew past the main building of the temple of martial arts, collapsed several bungalows nearby, jumped a few times, and smashed several carriages to pieces.

Seeing that the steam cannon has such a powerful power, the crazy believers naturally howl again.

They have no doubt that another shot will definitely hit the target.

Luo Xinglong didn't care.

The steam cannon is equipped with the extremely precious sight secretly transported by the southern steam army. As long as the firing data are accurately calculated, it can hit 100 shots.

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

With the distance getting closer and closer, from seven or eight hundred meters to three or four hundred meters, Luo Xinglong believed that the second gun would hit.

In front of the temple, there is also a statue of the God of boxing.

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

As long as the statue is smashed, it should be able to completely disintegrate the fighting spirit of the iron fist army and reverse the belief of the people, so that they can go to the embrace of the true God and run out to support the steam army, right?

Luo Xinglong thought so happily.

He urged the Gunners behind him to load, burn, pressurize, and blast the angry steam into the high-pressure chamber behind the barrel.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the statue in front of the temple of the God of boxing.

Then he saw a man slowly rising behind the statue!