In the roar of the God of boxing, people's expressions seemed to solidify like steam bullets and time.

They could see clearly that waves of circular waves spread out from the roar, ring after ring on the steam projectiles.

The bombardment of each sound wave makes the steam projectile slightly deviate from the direction.

When the last sound wave blew out, the steam projectile had completely lost its precise trajectory and turned into a drunk headless fly.

Time starts flowing again.

The steam bullet passed by the high priest Luo Tian and flew up into the air. It drew a powerless arc, crossed the temple of boxing and fell somewhere.

"Ah..."

Many crazy believers of machinery and steam religion sigh with disappointment and even despair one after another.

"Ah

But the iron fist army and the believers of the God of boxing were overjoyed and furious.

Luotian high priest is still expressionless, floating in the air, looking coldly at Luo Xinglong above the steam cannon.

Cold eyes, as if looking at a corpse, did not care about his final struggle.

"This, this..."

Luo Xinglong is depressed, ashamed and angry.

He was like a wounded bull with burning blood in his eyes. He pulled the lever and pressed hard into the pressure chamber of the steam cannon.

In order to be able to launch the second high-pressure steam as soon as possible, he squeezed every mechanical part of the steel giant to the limit.

The pointer on the instrument panel is like a madman's arm. Gears, hinges, pipes, steam balls, and every mechanical part makes a "squeak" sound, shaking desperately. The steam leaking out of the seal is even more hysterical.

Luo Xinglong's skin was scalded by the hot steam, and a series of startling blisters burst out. Even the onlookers could not help feeling sorry for him.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain. He gritted his teeth and put on the second shell, locked the air valve, pressurized, aimed, and pulled the pull-down rope for the second time.

"Boom!"

Gus and grey just got up and were overturned by the steam.

The second bullet, surrounded and pushed by high-pressure steam, burst out of the chamber and flew towards the high priest of Luotian.

Unfortunately, Luo Xinglong acted too hastily. The pressure exerted by this steam projectile was not enough. Not only was the speed too slow, but also the trajectory was crooked. When he flew to the high priest Luo Tian, he began to totter.

The high priest of Luotian made a second blow in no hurry.

This punch, straight at the steam pellet.

The front of the fist once again formed a whirlpool. The whirlpool swallowed the steam projectile completely. It used hundreds of rotations to eliminate the impact of the steam projectile. Instead, it controlled the steam projectile and pushed the steam projectile back towards the direction of the steam cannon!

Everyone's eyes are wide open.

I thought the steam projectile would smash the steam cannon.

Even Luo Xinglong could not help shrinking his neck.

The steam bullet just wiped his scalp, and it was very dangerous that it flew half a meter above the steam cannon.

But it is like a hungry iron beast, smashing a bloody passage in the crazy believers behind the steam cannon.

All the crazy believers who have been rubbed with a little oil by the steam bullet will break their tendons and fracture, either death or injury.

Even Gus and grey were splashed with the hot blood of the crazy believers, and they could not help but smack their tongue for the strong and extreme strength of the high priest of Luotian.

No wonder, uncle leilie would praise high priest Luotian so much.

His arms are the bore of two huge guns!

"I don't know if the weapons I got from hell can deal with high priest Luotian?"

Gus's heart moved and he couldn't help thinking.

He still regarded "star shining Federation, Human Empire and covenant alliance" as hell.

From the scene he saw when he was practicing in hell, he thought that there should be no problem.

The equipment that the devil LV Qingchen gave him, even if he could not kill high priest Luotian, could at least burn the latter to ashes, blow up the latter, and destroy the power of the temple of boxing.

But I don't know why LV Qingchen has not said a word until now, and he is not willing to use the "hell weapon" again.

It's strange that LV Qingchen hopes for chaos. Isn't this the best chance?

As long as his "Holy Son" can repel high priest Luotian, the belief of iron fist army and thousands of fist God believers will collapse.

And the machinery and steam god religion side will be fierce, all the people are brave and fearless to charge, maybe, really have a chance to win Qianyuan city!

Gus's suspicions are interrupted by Luo Xinglong's desperate roar.

He pushed several control levers on the steam cannon to the end, and the steam generated by the volcanic eruption made him as red as a lobster. When he put the third bullet into the gun, regardless of the hot barrel, he poked his whole arm in, letting the flesh touch the barrel, making a harsh sound like "Zizi" barbecue.

At this moment, Luo Xinglong's face became extremely ferocious, like the incarnation of mechanical demon and steam demon.

The steam cannon shakes violently. The steam ball and the high-pressure chamber are like the mature eggs of demons. The demons inside are about to break out of the cage.

Absorbed the lesson of the second steam shell, this time, Luo Xinglong blasted into more than twice the pressure of the limit.

Luotian high priest is still carrying his hands, treading on the void and looking at it without expression. He doesn't mean to interrupt Luo Xinglong at all.

The biggest contempt is to ignore. With such a slight attitude, he shows the weakness of the false god and the strength of the true God to all believers on both sides and the people in the city.

Long live the God of steam

Finally, Luo Xinglong pressurized the steam cannon to the point of jumping.

His face and voice were completely distorted, and he screamed wildly, "go to hell, champ!"

"Run

In Gus's mind, Lu Qingchen's voice came suddenly.

Without waiting for him to react, a crisp electric current came from the depth of his nerve. His limbs could not help dancing wildly. At an incredible speed, he dragged his sister and pushed behind the crazy believers.

His every muscle is very rhythmic wriggling, making him like a loach, breathing with his sister to get behind dozens of crazy believers.

At this time, Luo Xinglong was on the steam cannon, pulling down the rope for the third time.

Boom!

The earth shaking thunder was ten times stronger than the two loud noises just now.

Unfortunately, the place that makes the noise is not the gun bore, but a little bit behind the gun bore, inside the steam ball and high-pressure chamber.

Steam cannon, burst!

When high priest Luo Tian blew out his first two fists, the invisible fist had already followed the trajectory of the shell and quietly penetrated into the chamber of the steam cannon, which affected the complex pipe and mechanical structure behind the chamber and the precision of the perfect fit.

Three consecutive shots, the interval is too short, extreme high temperature also makes many mechanical parts have a slight deformation.

In addition, Luo Xinglong poured in twice the extreme high pressure like a madman.

How can we not be punished by "the devil of steam"?